What Did I Get Myself Into and Random Thoughts

This little old man came in to the office today to talk with Geoff. He gave me a Nutrigrain bar and some Starburst candies like I was 6 years old. As he was leaving he asked me what my husband did for work. I said I wasn't married. He asks me if I want to get married in the temple. I said yes. He proceeds to tell me about his grandson who is 28 and looking to meet a good Mormon girl. He lives in Roy, graduated from Weber in advertising and is doing some grad work now.

Grad school huh? I say coyly, I'm always up for a lunch date.

Good old Lyle whips out his phone right then and there and says I'm going to have him talk to you. Blood comes rushing to my face. My faith in God is founded on a firm foundation because it went to voice mail. *phew* that was close. He decides to take pictures of me so he can show Rob later.

I pose at my desk. Then he wants a full body shot. Laughing with embarrassment and complete shock I get up and stand with my hand on my hip like I always do and wonder, If Lyle were my pimp, how much do you think he would charge?

He is pleased with his cellphone pictures and proceeds to call Rob...again. He leaves a voice mail message with all sorts of compliments and exaggerations about me that my face color moves from a lovely shade of sun-kissed-rose to fuchsia. Then he makes me say hi to Rob in the voice mail message. Oh my gosh. I was hoping Lyle would give my office number to him and have him call for a lunch date.

The absolute best part is Lyle begins to tell me of three individuals that he set up on dates or introduced and within weeks of meeting they're getting married. At which point my loving and protective brother stepped in and said, "that's enough Lyle" and shoved him out the door.

Thank goodness for brothers.


**Update 4/7 - I just got off the phone with Rob and Lyle. Both of them on speakerphone with me. AWKWARD... but we're going to Famous Dave's tomorrow. Ribs for a first date? Strike one.


Why do I seem to feel more rested on days that get less sleep?
When I go to Disneyland next month for a week, will the office fall apart?
Why do I get the most random songs stuck in my head? We're talking Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat - RANDOM!
I need a book to read but don't know what I want to read.
If I still worked at BrainStorm would I be happy?
Alex has a job (he works in fire protection/maintenance) in Cedar City on Saturday and asked me to join him for the drive. This would require leaving at like 6am, being there for an hour, then driving back. Should I go?
Why do I attract crazies?
What is it about McDonals fries that are so dang addictive?
The Muse concert last night was phenomenal. They are such good musicians.
Why is my office so cold all the time, I have to heat up my rice pack heating pad 4 times a day and I always have goosebumps.
Why are some people's eyes just amazing to stare into and others you wouldn't bother with a second look?
Why can't I keep a plant alive for more than a month?
How come I don't snore?
The snow this morning made me sing Christmas songs all the way to work.
If I were a guy, where would I be in life? Where would I be working?
Should I trade in my Prius?
Alex is going to dinner with my parents and me tonight.
Why can't Google maps, Mapquest, or any GPS device find my office in Clearfield? Everyone gets lost.
How did I go through a 35 piece pack of gum so quickly?