Okay Chris and I get to carpool most of the time to work during the week which has been so so so nice lately and quite a blessing! We get to ride together in the HOV lane and let me just tell you... if I were a cop I would be posted by the HOV lane all day long. I would say about 7 out of 10 cars are in the lane illegally. Which just urks you early in the morning if you know what I mean. HOV stands for High Occupancy Vehicle, meaning more than one person/lady... We are amazed at the number of people that feel they deserve to be in the lane or that they are entitled to break the law. It really makes me wonder what kind of people we have living in our society these days and if they even have morals.Tuesday, October 27, 2009
HOV Police
Okay Chris and I get to carpool most of the time to work during the week which has been so so so nice lately and quite a blessing! We get to ride together in the HOV lane and let me just tell you... if I were a cop I would be posted by the HOV lane all day long. I would say about 7 out of 10 cars are in the lane illegally. Which just urks you early in the morning if you know what I mean. HOV stands for High Occupancy Vehicle, meaning more than one person/lady... We are amazed at the number of people that feel they deserve to be in the lane or that they are entitled to break the law. It really makes me wonder what kind of people we have living in our society these days and if they even have morals.Thursday, September 10, 2009
How many pillows does your car hold?


Tuesday, August 18, 2009
D.C. Trip

Once we finally made it there I made my way down to rent my first car, what an ordeal. I went ahead and purchased a navigation system in order to help me find my way out to one of the centers I needed to field verify, but more importantly how to get back to the airport to return the car. So I get my little Jeep Compass; which was okay but not my favorite V4. I go to insert my ticket to exit and it says my time has expired. Now wait a minute, what do you mean my time has expired. So apparently the folks at DC Airport expect people to get in and out in less than 3 minutes. So I had to back up through all of these concrete pillars to go get another ticket since there wasn’t anyone from Dollar working at the little stand. How convenient, I know. Anyways so I tried it again after I got a new ticket, and the same thing happened again. So at this point 20 minutes into trying to get out of the stinking parking lot I am now confident in my backing up skills and glad that I purchased the insurance on the car so if something happened it wouldn’t affect me at all. Luckily nothing happened to the car, my parents taught me well. So I go back to the counter and basically tell the guy, OKAY I am already 3 hours behind schedule because my flight was delayed now it’s taken me 30 minutes to try to get out of the stinking airport rental car garage, just get me out of here. So finally he printed me a new ticket and walked up to the little stand, HILARIOUS, the newest ticked didn’t even work. So he typed in some magical code and off I went. The drive was eventful out to Herndon Virginia I tell ya, especially after missing my very first turn out of the airport. Me and my friend Garmin had a love hate relationship from the very beginning. O well it got me there, I did my field check although I made the center team stay with me until 6:00 mind you I didn’t get out there until 4:00 due to the 40 minute drive. So I made my way back to the airport, I had finally gotten the hang of the navigation system. I have heard horror stories of people trying to drive in DC so I decided to return the car that night and take cabs for the rest of my trip. Returning the rental went a little smoother, let’s just say I learned a lot about rental cars on this trip.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
They Are Here...

That's right, Girl Scout cookies are here! Get Excited! I was greeted yesterday morning at work with the wonderful saying... "the cookies have arrived"/pay up. I went ahead and ordered some for some friends and family, so when my co-worker said... "Emily here's your box" I was made fun of a little, at least until I explained myself. Everyone who had ordered immediately opened their boxes and dove in. I called my mom and told her to stop by our house to pick hers up before I ate all them. Later on in the afternoon another co-worker was talking about how they had heard on the radio that girl scout cookie sales were actually down 19% from last year... are you ready for this... except in North Texas. (We're up 2% from last year) I tell ya people, don't get between us and our cookies. Anyways those cookies made my day, it's crazy how food can do that.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The Omni Hotel

Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Quite the trip...

I wanted to share my adventurous ride into the Office yesterday morning. So I left the house later than I should have, especially with the Dallas drivers and the icy conditions. Anyways I make my way down 35 and I get to about Valwood and all of these cars are stopped, but they don't have any cars in front of them. So we keep inching along and then I see a cat in the road, and it's freaking out because it doesn't want to get hit obviously and it doesn't know which way to go. So I pull up until I can't see it anymore. At this point I am looking to the two other cars beside me to tell me if I am clear to drive on or not. So after reading the lips of the guy whose next to me I slowly inch forward. Luckily I didn't feel a bump or anything, however I couldn't see him in my rear view mirror either. So I am already an hour late to work and I hadn't even made it to 635 yet. So I keep driving cautiously due to the weather and make it all the way to work. By this time I have completely forgotten about the whole cat incident.


Friday, December 5, 2008
Mouse Trap

So the other day I was just sitting at my desk and decided to take one of my 5 minute “smoke” breaks. (Even though I don’t smoke J I just figure I deserve a break too ya know…) Anyways so I turned around and started talking with some of my co- workers; Oh you know about anything really, what we did the night before, what we were doing this weekend, etc. And you probably will have to understand that we work in an open office setup so all six of us are in the same “pod” so to speak. Well my co-worker Greg was off somewhere so it was just Rita, Sara, and I. So we were being Chatty Cathy’s and talking away and throughout our conversation I hear this crackling over by Greg’s desk. Mind you that he isn’t there, nor is anyone close to his desk. I just brush it off and continue with conversation.
So anyways I didn’t think much of it and ended my “smoke” break and got back to work. Well Greg finally came back to his desk and we were all working away and Greg reached into one of his drawers to get a snack, and he noticed that a mouse had eaten not 1, not 2, and YES not 3, BUT 4 ENTIRE South Beach bars which are the equivalent of a large granola bar. The mouse had even eaten the wrappers on each of the bars. It was hilarious and kind of gross at the same time. So we figured that was the crackling sound that we had heard earlier during our “break”. They had gone to town on his crackers and graham crackers, it was hilarious.
Needless to say Greg changed his snack location to a more secure area, nothing’s safe anymore. We ended up leaving the crackers to set a trap and try to entice the mouse to come back. One of the guys came down and actually set a mouse trap within Greg’s drawer. PS. I hate mouse traps ever since I trapped every single one of my fingers in one at least once during a stupid Physic s project in high school. Still bitter…That’s beside the point. Anyways the trap we set had the most fake looking cheese in it… any mouse that was going for that cheese must have been starving. So not 30 minutes passed and we were all diligently work at our computers and SNAP, we all looked at each other and ran out of the pod. Now I bet you are thinking to yourself mice are fast and I would have to agree with you but with 4 South Beach bars in its belly I can’t blame him for being slow and getting caught. All that being said we have caught two mice in Greg’s little snack drawer, you think they would learn. It has made for a hilarious afternoon in the office; I think they have learned their lesson. Here’s to fun times at work.
