Can’t you see some board meeting of suits, each munching on rice cakes, pondering how their rice cakes could taste better?

And then some desperate person says, “I’ve got it! What if we add a ‘Chocolatey Drizzle’ on top of the rice cake!?!”

And somehow everyone agrees, thinking that if you add chocolate suddenly the rice cake won’t taste like, uh… a rice cake.

And why can’t they call it “chocolate drizzle”? If it’s not chocolate, what is it? What is “chocolatey drizzle”?!?

The first one tasted just like what it is – a rice cake with a chocolatey drizzle. But once your taste buds lower their standards, you adjust and realize that they are actually pretty good.

Maybe their slogan could be, “Try two!”

This morning I decided to walk to work since I knew I was staying downtown for lunch. This act, by the way, got commendations from both Todd and Paul.

Upon rounding a corner near the office, I first saw groups of people gathered out on the sidewalk all looking south. Further steps led me to see police cars, ambulances, and a fire truck arriving at the scene of the accident that had happened just minutes before.

From bits and pieces overheard, the SUV driver (the young man in the yellow t-shirt) swerved to avoid hitting the other driver (the young woman in the grey sweatshirt). And in so doing, his vehicle flipped. Both drivers were out and about, appearing to be physically fine after the event. Emotionally – that’s another story.

I kid you not when the man got out of his vehicle, his first words of rage were, “Oh man! I’ve got $10,000 in this ride, and no insurance!”

Turns out the woman was in even worse shape. I heard an officer kind of chastising them both with, “All I know is neither of you have insurance, and you (looking at the lady) don’t even have a license!”

check out the body language; I love it.

I like to imagine this gentleman is a lawyer, waiting to swoop right in.

news crews

I have a TON of pics from Lansing and Angola from over the weekend. Here are just a few from Sunday. We all went to this art festival in East Lansing - my first time there. It was adorable, and I LOVE wandering around at artsy cultural stuff.

4 1/2 year old Noah wasn't such a fan - until we found the Children's Activities area. Here we all discovered what firemen do! And cute ones, if I may say so!

This is my first time using the slideshow feature; hope it works ok!

Last night I went to a tattoo parlor (thanks for the recommendation, Jerry Boy) with my friend Renee. Neither of us got tattoos. Renee got her belly button pierced (I wonder if her husband knows yet…). And I took photos.

It was good for me to be in a place like that because it’s so not my world. I’ve thought about tattoos for a long time and more seriously for the last 3 years. I just can’t decide what I want or where I want it.

When I was in Wilmington, NC, 3 years ago, there was a Miami Ink marathon on the cable tv in my hotel room and a tattoo parlor right across the street from where I was staying. I was so ready and wanting to get one to mark that time in my life. But I just didn’t know what I wanted. It’s something that I’m going to put a LOT of thought into because, hello, it’s going to be with me the rest of my life!

I want something with meaning. What do I want to mark me? To define me? Something that will always be a part of me…

I love Lo’s tattoos because they each tell a story of great significance and meaning for her. No offense, but I don’t want just a pretty flower or a cute lady bug.

I want a location that won’t be evident to all, one that I can cover up. I’ve considered a toe or the top of my foot, but those wear off and fade more quickly than elsewhere. I considered a hip, but upon inspection last night, discovered that I don’t have the most beautiful hips in the world and don’t know if I’d want to share them with anyone. I can’t do the lower back, because that’s too overdone and carries a certain connotation with it. Upper back/shoulder blade area??

So much to think about, so many things to consider. Pain (the name of the tattoo artist) gave me websites that will show “billions of tattoos.” I don’t need MORE choices; I’m already overwhelmed!

Thoughts?



PS, go ahead and disappove, Mom... ;)

Renee & Pain

Me, overwhelmed by choices

Pretty much every afternoon I get a sweet tooth. It doesn’t need to be much, but I need SOMEthing sweet to help get me through the rest of the day.

I frequently keep snacks in my desk drawer for those moments or for mid-morning snacks on days when I don’t have a chance to grab breakfast. Granola bars, cereal bars, South Beach bars, etc.

Yesterday the craving hit hard, and I knew I was in need of something. Too bad my drawer was empty, other than 1 cereal bar. That wasn’t gonna cut it. This girl needed chocolate!!! My afternoon walk, therefore, led me to the Chocolate Café (could a girl ask for anything more?), where I got the cheapest bakery item that I thought would meet my needs – a brownie, which I then heated in the microwave when I got back to work.

I’m sorry to say I was quite disappointed. Coming from the CHOCOLATE CAFÉ I would expect the brownie to surpass all other brownies, but even I can make better brownies than this!

So coming back to work after lunch today, I remembered to grab a few things to add to the drawer just in case. I brought 1 Hershey’s Kiss, 1 Curves Chocolate Peanut granola bar, 1 small package of mini rice cakes with “chocolatey drizzle” (sounds scary, I know, but I got it free, so I’m not gonna let it go to waste), and a bag of m & m’s that have been sitting in my kitchen untouched for months.

I think I should be all set.

Too bad I can’t keep ice cream in my desk drawer too. Once the weather starts warming up, ice cream always sounds good in the afternoon. Yum…

What treat gets you through the afternoon?

I went upstairs to the lawyers’ office in our building today, and it had the distinct odor of hair perms. Yes, perms! Um…

Though I doubt that’s what was going on, I do like to envision the lawyers giving each other perms, even though one of them has no hair.