^ Elisa & I decided earlier this week that today would be Fireball Friday. Unfortunately that
didn't actually happen while we were at work, but we did get our traditional Friday lunch, even in the absence of the rest of our office staff. Chris came down from Eastgate for our weekly meeting, which was short, sweet and to the point. After he left, we had nearly an hour of real lunch time left to burn, so we mongered down on some Piada and rendered ourselves useless for about 45 minutes.
And nobody was mad about it (:
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| elisa, cozied up |
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| following suit... |
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| across from each other - in nap mode... |
Yeah. Basically.
I got home to find that Rob wasn't feeling well, at all, either. It looks like it's his turn to feel well out of sorts, not that I would ever wish that on him. It's early in the evening and he's pretty much down for the count.
Yeeeesh.
Anyway, TOMORROW = Catie & Andy's Stock the Bar Train Jamboree! I can't wait!
Callin' this one an early night (:
xo |
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