She says...VEGAS, BABY!

I just got done packing for Las Vegas. I'm a professed "emotional dresser", so therefore I permit myself to pack twice as many shoes and clothes than I will actually need for my 6 day trip.

I'm going to my first Rational User Conference, where I get to hobknob with the RUP elite. But what is cool, is I am part of the largest RUP adoption in the globe right now. Vendors are really paying attention, and I'm getting all sorts of interesting phone calls and emails with the sole purpose of schmoozing.

I dig my new job. I only wish HE could come with me, since it is almost our 10 month anniversary (or is that monthiversary) of getting married...at the Bellagio in Las Vegas. Elvis, Fountains, the whole works.

Check out the great pictures my sister-in-law took. http://www.theimagelab.com/gallery/ejwedding/

I miss the kids and him already, even while he sits snoring on the chair waiting for me to get done, because he doesn't like to go to bed without me. God, I love that man.

He said...*cough*

Getting better...but not completely yet!

*cough*

Sorry.

She says....knock that sh*t off!!

He's is not kidding...that motherf*cking cough is getting my on my last godd@mn nerve.

My previous sentence, in re-reading it, makes me consider that I:

1. Am a crabby b*tch
2. Believe I am about to get my period - awesome!
3. Apparently think it is less profane if I substitute characters for letters in real swear words

Having a husband who is constantly hacking like our cat when he has a nasty hairball, on Mother's Day, when you have a ginormous case of PMS, is the BEST EVER.

The. F*cking. End.

He said...*cough*

That's right folks, it is high pollen season and my allergies are going haywire. *cough* And as an added bonus, I have a cold too...lucky me! *cough*

I guarantee that my hacking up a lung every other minute is getting on my wife's nerves, but I truly cannot help it. *cough*

Well, if not my wife's nerves, my co-workers' for sure. I swear that a few of them looked at me today like I was a leper...or maybe that was a hallucination from being on my new allergy meds...who knows for sure? *cough*

Hopefully the tickle in the back of my throat will go away soon. *cough*

I'm not counting on it. *cough*

*cough*

He says...

"Mommy, I told my class today that my mom had painted my and Brody's fingernails this weekend. And I also told my class that we decided that only TRUE MEN WILL WEAR BLACK FINGERNAIL POLISH!"

God, I love six-year-olds.

And I'm certain their Dad wants to hang me by my matching black fingernails right now.

The cat is out of the bag!

So it's FINALLY official. I am excited to announce to all of the internet that I got promoted! YEAH!

I am officially the Implementation Manager for the Rational Unified Process Center of Excellence....whew. What a mouthful! My first managerial act was to officially declare to my staff of 11 that they are all "methodology superheroes" and that it is my highest priority to create their new superhero name. PROFESSIONAL, huh.

That's what they get for promoting someone who wears a pink, furry plastic tiara every Tuesday.

Why you might ask? JUST. BECAUSE. I. CAN.