:: Casa De Morrill ::

I’ll be the first to say that my wedding wasn’t exactly fairy tale material. It was gorgeous and I wouldn’t have asked for anything except for what I got, but thunder, lightning and rain don’t make for fairy tale weddings. Apparently, though, for those brides that truly want a fairy tale wedding, you can now buy wedding dresses either lifted straight out of Disney’s fairy tales or at least inspired by them. Cool idea. I’m just wondering how many people really want to be married in a Disney dress.

After the grueling work schedule that I’ve been trying to slog through lately, I’m finally done for a couple of weeks at least. Today marked my last day of work before a much anticipated and now much needed vacation. Tomorrow, I hop on a plane and head to Huntsvegas. Woohoo!

I’m sick this weekend. After 6 weeks of being on business travel and 3 more weeks before then preparing for said business travel with 60+ hour work weeks, my body has finally been allowed to relax for a couple of days (I wouldn’t really call it relaxing, but I only worked 55 hours this past week, so my body takes that as relaxing). And what does my body reward me with by letting it relax? I get a cold. It all started with a sore throat Wednesday night. Thursday morning I woke up feeling like I’d been beaten with sledge hammers all night. Blissfully, Friday was one of my normal 9/80 off-Fridays (well, they’re not so standard when you’ve got a compressed software delivery schedule to finish, but I decided to splurge this week), so I got a day to rest at home. Friday commenced as a day of rest, craft projects that I’ve been wanting to get done before my trip to Huntsvegas, locking Kudzu in a bathroom until she surrendered a urine sample for the vet and drinking lots of hot tea to soothe my still slightly sore throat. Fun times. Today, my cold has become a cough and nose blowing session. I will be better by Tuesday. I don’t care what my body thinks.

Kat showed me this first, from the world of Joss Weadon (of Buffy and Angel fame)

Worth watching now while it is free.

I’ve had my office chair for a while. It’s one of those standard executive-style chairs (whatever that really means). It’s a pretty comfy chair, but it’s cloth and Weaver loves to sleep in my chair when I’m not sitting in it. The result of an uber-fuzzy cat sleeping in my office chair means that I get fuzz butt really easily. I can’t check my e-mail in the morning if I’m wearing dress slacks.

My chair has started to show it’s age a little bit and I’m tired of having to constantly use a cat brush on my chair (a lint brush doesn’t even start picking up Weaver’s fur). We’ve been looking at various different new chairs for me, but haven’t wanted to spend the money on it. This weekend we found my office chair. So far it’s actually proven pretty comfy and I’d like to just see Weaver attempt to sit on this chair.