Let's just face it

Good news!

I just got an e-mail from Liberty Medical. They want to give me a free glucose meter.

Are they REALLY spamming everything now?

Trying to con the elderly.

Now that's just sad. 

In other news, there is no other news.

My life isn't very exciting today.

Still get the dumbest questions at work.

"will the elevator take me to the 5th floor?" (that's the idea)

"Do your elevators go up or down?" (nope, we actually go down 6 floors. the bulding is an illusion. a magician was the architect.)

"I don't want to go up to the second floor, do you have a phone I could use to call them?" (wait why did you come here again? I thought the idea was to see someone.)

"Your address doesn't exist! I know how the post office works! I demand you give me a new address or find me someone who will!" (I was like the 4th person he was transferred to. Everyone was giving him the same address and apparently it was not to his liking. I can give you a random address, sir, but I doubt that will help the situation.)

Sidenote, I've still been DP (Dr. Pepper) clean for 3 weeks now. Can I get a hoorah!? I have lost 3.5 pounds, although I see absolutely no difference. Clint tells me that I look thinner, but that may or may not be because he just wants me to enjoy some DP with him. Oh, and just to clear up, everyone seems to think that since I have sworn it off that I was addicted. Attention readers. At no time in this process did I experience withdrawal symtoms. I wasn't, nor never have been, addicted to that delicious beverage. I eliminated it to motivate me so that I could have a treat (DP) when I finish. It's like dessert to me. And I'm almost there. 

Also, can we just face the fact that I look great holding a baby? I need to get me one of those. Not mine, personally. Maybe just one on loaner. Anyone wanna loan me a baby?

please.and.thank.you