I wrote a little song for y'all:

Leavin' work early (home by 2)
Leavin' work early (home by 2)
Leavin' work early (home by 2)
Then a 3-day weeeeeeeeeekend!

*bows*
Thank you, I'll be here all week.

A sign of things to come

My smurfbrother has been going through my dad's office looking for important things and getting rid of unimportant things. (With my dad, many MANY of the things he kept were largely unimportant, since he was pretty afraid to throw anything out.) He has been really good about bringing over things that might have sentimental value to me, things like my elementary school photos and report cards and all of that.

Apparently, my father also had the penchant for collecting things that came out on the months my brother and I were born. Things like, oh, Playboy magazines. You know, the important stuff.

Did you know that the cover art and issue theme of the October 1975 Playboy is Sappho: Stunning Portraits of Women in Love?

Destiny.

Sixteen measley hours

Also, the financial situation is much happier now that I got my bonus at work. The sad thing is that I only got the half-bonus.

(Backstory: My work offers a $2000 bonus each year if you make 100% of productivity. Since I started this job after the start of the fiscal year, I was eligible for a half-bonus if I made productivity for the second half of the fiscal year. But see, I started only 2.5 WEEKS after the start of the fiscal year... and pretty much had a full caseload built up a month after that. So I thought that if I hustled I could catch up to my coworkers and get the full bonus. At first I thought it wasn't possible, but then the day I got married, rght when I was leaving work to head for City Hall, my supervisor pulled me aside to let me know that I was really close to catching up, and if I pulled about 24 hours/week (I'd been billing between 23 and 28 on average) until the end of the fiscal year I was going to get the BLING.)

We needed 1040 hours from July 1, 2004 to June 30, 2005. (20 hours/week for 52 weeks) I ended the fiscal year with 1024. Sixteen hours short! Less than one week of work!

I lost an unexpected week of work when my dad died.

Dang. Dang it all.

I mean, sure, I still got $1000 (before taxes, so I ended up with significantly less)... but that was one expensive week off.)

Do you?

Do you?
Originally uploaded by Silfverduk.

Oh, look! I finally found crena's photos from our wedding!

Lookie, lookie, it's us getting hitched fo shizzle.

Best. Day. Ever.

In equally wonderful news, my marvelous in-laws have decided to pay for us to spend two nights in Key West when we're down in Florida. A real honeymoon afterall. YAY!!

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Jude and Jen

p.s. Cutest photo ever.

I do mean EVER.

Oh yes.