Had to clear my driving record online this morning so I had a few moments to check in with everyone. Nothing nefarious but I had to submit my insurance information before my license got suspended. WHEW! Thank goodness that's taken care of.
Emmaline's tenth birthday was Sunday. Lord, I'm getting old. There are a few things in life that consistently remind me that I am no longer a child. That my teenage years are growing farther and farther from my reach (thank the Heavenly Father for that). One is my daughter's ever increasing age and second has become my job....before I move onto the second reminder, I must still comment on my Pie's birthday.
I bought Em a stereo and music related gifts. She is a music junkie. I think it is safe to say that the child is well set in her adolescent track. While she loved and missed me tremendously whilst in Memphis (the four daily phone calls complete with crying and pleads of coming home early), her re-introduction to my life was baptized with glares of hate, shouts of contempt, and tears of malice. My daughter, though only ten is suffering from the longest case of PMS known to (wo)man....I pray for the puberty gods to shower me with mercy. Please, Oh Please! Dear Blood Flow Goddess! Let the monthly rain....well, rain. I need the relief from the pissy moods and teenage angst. Those musical voices of the past....power bitches of teenage woe and anger have nothing on Em....Avril Lavigne and Alannis Morrissette. Pink and whoever else those young "kids" are listening to these days. Em can kick your ass....(I need a drink.)
Work....I'm flirting with disaster. Literally. What do you get when you miss a sexually sensual woman like myself who has been mostly abstinate for the last nine years with a younger (and I mean younger) man in his sexual prime?! I'm horny as hell and trying to do nothing about it. I'm a fucking dam ready to burst. And the man is flirting back. Boy, is he flirting back. Give me credit though. He is legally eligible to vote. But I still don't feel right for looking or thinking or flirting or encouraging this. AGGGGHHHHH! Need an intervention. Or I just need to do it and get it out of the way. Thoughts?
Ok....gotta go to work. Working with the guy today. Damn! Mmmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm.
By the way....I'm employee of the month for July. And on the right track to bigger things like supervisor and manager (in the future)....Doing something right there. Loving the job.