Peggy's Pretty Priceless Passing Points

March 2, 2006

1. So Jonathan the jokester has decided it'd be fun to "reply to all" and add his two cents (which is really all he has.) For those of you who got bombarded with emails this morning, I sort of apologize. I say sort of because I know you all well enough to know that most of you will get a kick out of his odd sense of humor. Heck, you're still reading this crazy thing so you must!
2. It's 1:55 and I am one tuckered girlie girl. I am, however, on my 2nd 32oz container of water. Nary a Diet Coke yet. I even got one with my lunch but gave it to my co-worker. See how not addicted I am? SEE? SEE???
3. Jack has discovered a love for dancing. Problem is, the kid has no rhythm. The music comes on, he wiggles and shakes and then falls down. It's pretty funny to see. He LOVES it when I hold him and dance across the floor. What a cute kid.
4. So it has been my experience that the friends who work at the Macdo near my work don't care about their jobs--they're content to carry on their conversations in Spanish, only pausing to give me the look that either says, "Give me your money" or "Here's your food." Pretty annoying. However there is the cutest Hispanic lady ever that I love. She's this Grandma type and when I pull up she says, "Hi Baby! How your day today?" and she gives me my food and makes me feel warm and fuzzy. I like her.
5. So I was at the gym last night, lifting weights on this insane torture device that is supposed to strengthen the old quads but really just hurts. So I'm listening to my music, playing through the pain, minding my own business when some "Where's the gym" guy in a muscle shirt interrupts me to tell me that if I flex my foot, it'll be a more intense workout. Can you not see the grimace on my bright red sweating face? Do I LOOK LIKE I'M SEARCHING FOR A MORE INTENSE WORKOUT?? He's lucky I didn't have a dumbbell in my hand.
6. I have missed BOTH nights of American Idol and I'm really not sad. No, I do not have a fever.
7. In compiling my P5's I realized that not once but twice, I made reference to the wimpy nature of one Kenny Chesney. I apologize for being redundant. I am really, really, really, really, really, really sorry.
8. I just looked at the picture of Jack on my desk and it looked like he had 6 toes--freaked me out!! Don't worry, I counted. There are only 5.
9. I am all about equal opportunities. I applaud hardworking minorities who do jobs some people (by some people, I mean me) think they're too good for. But I have little tolerance for those working with the public who do not speak English. I have lived in a foreign country (2, really) and I had to learn the language. I didn't get offended because I couldn't find a single product labeled in both French AND English. I didn't feel slighted when I first got there, couldn't learn the language and people were rude to me, of course they were. I was in THEIR country. Playing by THEIR rules, adapting to THEIR culture. Not the other way around. I am proud of immigrants who scrimp and save and sacrifice much to come to America and take a shot at having a better life. But you've left your country. Keep your customs and your culture and your language, teach your children so they can be proud of their heritage. But learn and adapt to ours.
10. I have a new work out buddy. I work with a friend who I've always thought would be a cool friend to hang out with and as it turns out, she lives in West Jordan and has the same trouble getting to the gym that I have. So we go together and if we say we're going to go and don't, we have to do 100 squats at home instead. It works out great. Anyhoo...I ride bikes. She just called to tell me she has made the decision to start calling me PG-13. I'm not rated R and I can be PG, but I'm funnier when I'm PG-13. How funny is that? She's great. Except she ditched me last night. Oh well, her squats not mine.