So I was minding my own business, dealing with the everyday Monday stuff, sending out stern emails on what we need to change to make sure that operations are moving in the right direction and correcting problems when M gets a phone call from the President of the company. He tells her that he needs to see the two of us in his office immediately. I was freaking out. I haven't been the nicest person at work...I've been very demanding and I have started to question some of my coworkers actions because I want our company to grow and become one of the leaders in the industry and I thought he was going to come down on me for my attitude. As for M...I didn't know why he was calling her in but we both walked into his office together and he asked that we shut the door. I'm thinking to myself, "Oh no...this can't be good." So we sit down and asks what our plans are for the rest of the week. M had some family stuff going on but I told him I was free all week. The greatest thing happened. He told us he was very pleased with all of our work and he wanted to show his gratitude with Cardinals baseball tickets. We were very excited and we ended up getting two tickets a piece for Saturday's game against the D'backs. It was freaking awesome, especially since not everyone in our office will get a chance to get tickets for this season. Plus, I'm dying to see the new Busch Stadium and I'll have a great view from 11 rows off of the field.
After the meeting I sent Josh a text message telling him the good news and asking if he wanted to go with me to the game. Turns out he would love to! And that meant more awesome news for me! I'm so excited for Saturday! The game will be fun but more importantly I want to see Josh. It's been awhile and I miss him tremendously and I think it will be great for us to get to go to the game together. We definitely need to spend some time with each other and catch up.
In other news, this weekend was pretty fun. Friday after work we went to Chevy's for Cinco de Mayo and had a great time drinking margaritas and eating chips and salsa. The Smash Band was playing and they were alright. We danced a bit and because we were completely worn out we left about 11. That's an early night for M and I, usually we're out until the bars close, but we had a wedding to attend on Saturday and I didn't want to feel like crap so I decided it was best to just grab something quick to eat and get home. Saturday one of the guys I work with got married and M and I and a bunch of other coworkers were invited to the ceremony and reception at Pere Marquette in Grafton. I didn't realize what a drive that is from my place, almost 100 miles round trip, but it was well worth it. We had fun with everyone from work and it ended up being a very nice afternoon and evening. No wild antics this weekend but it was a good time and I ended up finding out on Saturday night that I do in fact like whiskey sours. I wasn't sure if I would, but the few that I had were pretty tasty. You learn something new everyday!
And Sunday I just ended up staying home and getting caught up on ironing and other household duties that I have put off for weeks. I also found out that I like the show Deadliest Catch on the Discovery Channel. It was pretty interesting to watch Alaskan fishermen battle the weather and the sea and the other teams out there trying to get the most snow crab. I'm so easily amused.
As for the rest of the upcoming week, well I'm not sure what is in store yet. I have an accounts receivable meeting tomorrow afternoon with the bosses and the normal stuff going on, but I'm sure something will come up and frazzle me in no time. Luckily, I work with some of my closest friends too so I'm sure that either J or M will pull me out of my funk...they always do!
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It's good to be me. =)
Well I'm glad...it's good to be me too!
I'd just like to let it be known that I baled hay last night.
Why did you do that? You don't live on a farm and how much hay does Dad have at his apartment?
I went over to Magen's house (which, is apparently a farm) because they needed some help getting all their hay bales in before the rain.
And, now I can't get the song "Thank God I'm a country boy" out of my head.
HA! My bro the farmer...hilarious! That's what you get for moving out there.
Maybe I should start using the word "ya'll."
I use the word "ya'll" sometimes. I've also started putting this southern twang on certain words...my Arkansas buddies are starting to rub off on me.
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