I Hate My Job!

So hating my job is not a new thing. But lately it has become more and more sucky, due to my boss that hates me. I have stolen his friends, or something like that. It feels like Im working at a Jr High. I have started enjoying the small things at work to get me through the day.

3. asking for marshmellow over the intercom instead of saying the employees actual name, marchello.
2. getting the wellness counelors in a twist telling them outragous health claims are real. like eating too much soy products will cause you to grow an extra uterus. or ingesting certain types of metals will give you super human senses.
1. this last one is not a joy it just gives everyone at work something to talk about and ponder how it could possibly be real.
There is this kid who leaves a trail of the foulest smelling poopy stink everywhere he goes. he doesnt just farts as he passes, the smell lingers for minutes. you cant walk in a room where he has been for at least 5 minutes after he has left the area. its like a man baby is working in the store. gross or sad? i cant figure out which.

Its a Birthday miracle!

It was Peter and Emma's (our niece) birthday last Saturday. Doesn't he look so excited to be a quarter of a century old? We spent the day at the children's science museum with his family who had decided to come to Utah to celebrate the day. Surprisingly enough, the museum was an excellent time.

Ps it took me two weeks to figure out how to post pictures with my computer.