WTF Wednesday

Yes two posts in one day and this one I meant to post last week but got busy at work, so here it is.

WTF Wednesday brought to you by the letter L for liar -- big surprise!

I went on a business trip May 8-10. My boss also went, however, we did not travel together. I had to be there earlier than she did and she doesn't like flights before 10 am, so this made things easier.

When I checked into the resort, I made sure to request that our rooms be far away from another and if possible move her to another section of the property. My request was granted, no money was exchanged to guarantee that. :)

So, getting to the WTF...

The seminar was all day on Thursday from 8 am - 6 pm, at 6 pm there is a cocktail reception and this girl does not turn down free drinks.

From 2:15 pm - 6 pm, the sessions did not apply to me at all, however, my boss says if we're paying for me to go, then I should be there. Point taken. But *yawn*.

At these sessions, we're in a fairly large ballroom and I have made friends with some other attendees who are in the same role as me -- they're just fortunate enough to not have BSC bosses. It is easy for me to avoid my boss throughout the day and I do. *plotting began*

My plan from the get go once I saw the agenda was to skip out at 2:15 pm, head back to my room, slip on my bathing suit, go sit by the pool, have a bellini, and read. I figured I could get a good two hours of laying out in, before needing to go back in, change out of my bathing suit and get back down to the seminar before the 6 pm session ended and the bar opened.

My plan goes off without a hitch. A little redness, but nothing a long sleeve lightweight shirt couldn't take care of. I get back to the ballroom around 5:45 pm, I'm in the back and the room is only about half full. I look around and around, no sign of my boss. I'm certain she skipped out.

6 pm hits and out we go. I stand right outside the room to see if I can catch up with my boss, she didn't walk out, I go back in, not in there. I go out to the cocktail reception, still not seeing her. She is definitely not there.

So, I asked about five people who know her if they've seen her -- all no's.

Confirmed. She skipped out.

First thought, is good for her. Second thought, is I can't believe she's skipping her dinner reservations and the third thought, is I can't believe she skipped out after the whole "if we're paying...". WTF.

I go along with my night, have a couple free drinks, then on to dinner with some girls, one of the advisors decided to join us, so free meal. I'm exhausted, call it a night when we're back at the resort, catch the last 30 minutes of Scandal {LOVE!}and ready for the final day. 

Friday morning, I met up with my boss and the convo goes like this:

Me: I didn't see you in the last session or at the cocktail reception. Did you leave early? 

Boss: Uh, no, I was there, a couple ladies and I sat all the way to the left and in the front so you probably didn't see me. Then we had one drink and went to get dinner.

Me: Oh, so you didn't go to your vendor dinner?

Boss: Uh, no, I told them though.

Me: What did you end up doing?

Boss: Oh, we had a fabulous time. went shopping, I got you this {pulls out a little bracelet, um, thanks} then to dinner, then we were at this other hotel bar and there was a dating show going on, it was so fun, then I came back here. I saw your girlfriends in the hotel bar, they said you had already went to your room.

Me: Yeah, I was exhausted, it was a long day and I needed to be packed. Sounds like you had a fun night! You crammed a lot into a few hours. 

So I know she is lying and that is fine, but WTF?!

I meet up with the girls I know, they tell me my boss was drunk at the hotel bar and sat with them at breakfast and they were pretty certain she was hungover.

Unbelievable.

On Monday, back in the office, my boss has me send out emails to the ladies she met and went out with on Thursday night. One email comes back:

 "I too so enjoyed our evening when the three of us skipped out of the conference and had some much needed girl time."

And that is my WTF for today, a week late.

I need a punch list

A punch list is generally a list of tasks or "to-do" items that must be done in a limited time. courtesy of wikipedia

I refer to a punch list often as I seem to always have a list of items "to-do". Or sometimes, for my husband to do.  Even though I have an iPhone, I still really like having that pen and paper list right there in my hands to refer to and check off. Or in my undiagnosed ADD behavior, constantly add to it.

But what I need a punch list for today, is what my daughter needs for summer.  Shorts, tees, tank tops, skooters, pillowcase dress {love!}, long sleeve shirt, jeans, leggings, hoodie, water shoes, bathing suit, beach towel...then how many of each? Really?

I feel like she has a closet full of clothes, but nothing was suitable for today. See, Chicagoland weather is unpredictable. Today, the high is 78, but it was 64 degrees and raining when my daughter was of to daycare.

Tomorrow the high is 55. And let's not forget that Monday had a high of 92.

I'm sure you can see why this full closet can still present quite a conundrum when getting a 19-month old dressed in the morning.

But it isn't just what she wears walking out of our house, we have an added element of daycare.

My daughter attends a daycare center four days a week. Since the possibility of a clothing mishap can happen, we have to leave a change or two of clothes there.  Her cubby has the following: leggings, l/s shirt, two s/s shirt, and two shorts.

They also have water days which consists of needing a bathing suit, towel, swim diapers, and water shoes. And they need to be left there, so shopping I go.

It seems like my shopping days for my daughter are never done.

I do laundry every week. There shouldn't be a need for so many clothes. I really wish someone {and maybe this should be me!} would create a punch list of the items needed for each season. At a bare minimum you should have this, this and that.

Hmm, maybe I will do this today.

 

Glass houses, friend. Glass houses.

A friend of mine shared this on Facebook and I really like it!

To the mom who's breastfeeding: Way to go! It really is an amazing gift to give your baby, for any amount of time that you can manage! You're a good mom.

To the mom who's formula feeding: Isn't science amazing? To think there was a time when a baby with a mother who couldn't produce enough would suffer, but now? Better living through chemistry! You're a good mom.

To the cloth diapering mom: Fluffy bums are the cutest, and so friendly on the bank account. You're a good mom.

To the disposable diapering mom: Damn those things hold a lot, and it's excellent to not worry about leakage and laundry! You're a good mom.

To the mom who stays home: I can imagine it isn't easy doing what you do, but to spend those precious years with your babies must be amazing. You're a good mom.

To the mom who works: It's wonderful that you're sticking to your career, you're a positive role model for your children in so many ways, it's fantastic. You're a good mom.

To the mom who had to feed her kids from the drive thru all week because you're too worn out to cook or go grocery shopping: You're feeding your kids, and hey, I bet they aren't complaining! Sometimes sanity can indeed be found in a red box with a big yellow M on it. You're a good mom.

To the mom who gave her kids a homecooked breakfast lunch and dinner for the past week: Excellent! Good nutrition is important, and they're learning to enjoy healthy foods at an early age, a boon for the rest of their lives. You're a good mom.

To the mom with the kids who are sitting quietly and using their manners in the fancy restaurant: Kudos, it takes a lot to maintain order with children in a place where they can't run around. You're a good mom.

To the mom with the toddler having a meltdown in the cereal aisle: they always seem to pick the most embarrassing places to lose their minds don't they? We've all been through it. You're a good mom.

To the moms who judge other moms for ANY of the above? Glass houses, friend. Glass houses.

how to dress like a grown up*

I came across this piece in my quest of trying to figure out my style and I love it!

I have been struggling with my wardrobe for the past six months. I feel like I went from maternity clothes back to my existing closet with a few updates and nothing quite *fits* how it once did.

I am mid-30's, married, a momma, and work in a corporate environment, dominated by males.

I also have the challenge of having a prosthesis {below knee} that I prefer to keep covered in the workplace.

As many momma's out there, I'm trying to find that work-life balance and like the author says, she "doesn't have the patience or the time or the talent for thrifting" - neither do I. I shop online, hit a store after work leaving me with a wardrobe from Gap and Banana Republic with a few items from a boutique and Nordstroms.

I struggle with finding age appropriate clothing or even stores the rights store for me. There are a lot of things that seem too young and a lot of things that seem too old. I am looking in the middle while trying to find a my personal style.

I'm interested to see where she takes this, even as I am 10 years younger than she is, as I am trying to not only figure out how to dress for my age, but also taking my style from days to nights to the pool for swim class.

WTF Wednesday

In continuing with my WTF segment, I have to give a big WTF Wednesday to Angelina Jolie & Brad Pitt.

According to US Weekly Jennifer Aniston has decided to delay her wedding to Justin Theroux because of Brangelina. 

WTF can't they just let my girl, Jennifer be happy? Why can she never win?

They've {Brangelina}have pushed theirs off long enough, they should change their date!

This is another thing to add to my list. Team Jennifer all the way! 

WTF Wednesdays

This is going to be a new thing, my weekly thing.

WTF Wednesdays.

• Reese Witherspoon arrest:

Drunk driving is a big deal to me. {I was seriously injured by a drunk driver in 2005, that has left me disabled}. I do not tolerate it. Acting like a drunken idiot and pulling the *do you know who I am card* to police who are doing their jobs, real classy. I do not understand how rich celebrities drive drunk. I liked Reese, I truly am shocked at her behavior and this situation she and her husband have found themselves in. I appreciate her apology, but I lost a lot of respect for her.
I do understand that smart, good people make mistakes and bad decisions, but those actions have caused many people to be killed or seriously injured. Call a cab, your driver, your agent, your assistant, someone, geez, do not drive drunk.
And really, a Ford Focus? Was it a rental car?

That is my WTF for today.

Spring is here?

If April showers bring May flowers, we're going to have garden show going on in the backyard!

In Chicagoland, we have had rain, rain, and more rain in the past 24 hours. It seems to have let up for now. But if Tom Skilling is right, this is just a break before it starts up again.

He's the type of person that I'm sure is getting off in this weather while the rest of us curse at it as we are re-routed on our commutes, falling into sink holes and are grabbing buckets to haul water out of our basements {well not me, but I know people are since the pictures are all over facebook!}.

My crazy bi-polar, sociopath, narcissistic, pathological boss is flooded. This time I know it is true because gk sent me a picture.

That is the pier right off of her house. She has standing water in her home and if the rain keeps coming down, the lake will continue to rise which means more water in her home.

Drought in 2012. Flood in 2013.