Cheers and Jeers

Cheers... to a good day at work. A happy boss. No pain-in-the-booty customers. And the ingredients for our new holiday drinks arrived which means I'll get to start tasting festive treats very soon!

Cheers... to an outstanding performance review from my boss. Target requires a 90-day review after you've worked three months, and basically, my boss loves me. I got high marks on everything, which, even though this isn't a job remotely related to my career field, it's still nice to be appreciated and to know that you're good at topping pizzas and mixing frappuccino bases.

Jeers... to the Navy schedulers. NavyGuy won't be home until late on Friday because he got scheduled to fly one of the jets home that day, instead of coming home today or tomorrow. He's been in California for two weeks - ostensibly to complete lots of training flights - and more than half of his scheduled flights have been canceled because the stupid Prowler jets keep breaking. Grrr. The Navy is on my shiznit list at the moment.

Cheers... to being two days away from puppy day!!! Saturday morning, 9:00am. It begins.

Jeers... to having to spend tomorrow puppy proofing the house. Between the random junk we leave lying around and the countless computer wires, craft supplies, and books that puppy could find to chew on, I've got quite the project to tackle.

Cheers... to Daylight Savings Time ending this week... switch your clocks BACK one hour when you go to bed on Saturday night and revel in the extra hour of sleep.

Jeers... to the World Series, which is causing no new Bones episodes for the next couple weeks. Tell me - what would you rather watch? Baseball? Or David Boreanaz? (If you said baseball, I'm not sure what to do with you.)