Monday is a royal pain

I'm sorry, I can't come in to work today because I'm depressed from watching the last episode of LOST.

- Things the Queen would never say

Keyboard Confessions - the training edition

Every week I sit down and confess some things.  Mostly it's just an excuse to write a list.

1.  Man, it's been a loooooong week.

2.  I'm training my replacement.  Guess what?  I think she already knows more than me.  So, it's pretty easy. 

3.  I'm also packing.  Guess what?  I hates it.  So, it's pretty miserable.  This is what our house looked like for one horrible day:

4.  I came home from work to find my Hubs and kids hard at work sorting through toys to pack and/or throw away.  I walked in the door and had a mini panic attack.  Hubs promptly shooed me out of the room because he could see the breakdown henceforth on it's way.  Thankfully, the house did not have to burn down to take care of the mess.  Nor did I die from hyperventilating.

5.  I haven't been able to waste time on the computer like normal, you know, because my replacement needs to be impressed by my knowledge and prowess of the Legal World and such, and not my ability to multitask on facebook.  I wonder if I'm missed in my online life.  *cue the we miss you, Kearsies*

6.  Also, I've been busy doing fun stuff like this:

Kindergarten graduation

7.  Also, I was the weepy mom in the second row.  Also, my lunar cycle did not help matters.  IfyouknowwhatImean.

8.  Also, about 2 hours before graduation I realized that my poor daughter had no shoes to wear.  So I was the frantic woman in Walmart shoving my daughter's feet into shoes. 

9.  Also, see those sandals she's wearing in the photo?  She's not stopped wearing them since Tuesday. 

10.  Also, those shoes were from Kmart.  So I was the frantic woman driving at breakneck speeds.

11.  Also, I suspect I use the word also too much.  Alas.

12.  For one day, I want to talk like Emma Pillsbury, the guidance counselor on Glee. 

13.  Most of you have no idea what I'm talking about.  The few who do are pursing their mouth attempting to talk like her too.

14.  Also, I agree with Sue and Will Shuester does use too much mousse.

15.  Speaking of all this Glee, I love this song for this week's offering to Get Your Freak On Friday, hosted by Transient Pod.

16.  It's not a terribly nice song, but I sure love it anyways.  

17.  LOST shows it's last episode on Sunday, right?  I dunno if my questions shall be answered, but I'll bet you 50 bucks that Jack Shephard cries.  Because he cries in every.single.episode. 

18.  Dale's sauce on your burger.  That's all I'm saying.

19.  Ok, that's a lie, because I still have a couple more things to say.  So it's just one of the many things I'll say.

20.  I tried wine again.  It was still sicknasty. 

Happy Friday.

Meow, and Top Three Thursday

Just give me a bowl of milk and some catnip, because I am one big fat copycat.  This is Top Three Thursday, where every Thursday the fine ladies at Confessions of a Working Mom, The (Un)Experienced Mom and Much More Than Mommy are listing their Top Three.  And now I'm joining in the fun, too!  Meow.

Today's question is:

What are your top 3 favorite TV shows?

This is a toughie.  I've already talked about my love for LOST here and here.  But I want to talk about some other TV shows, just for something new.  So here goes...

Glee.  So much fun!  If you like musicals and dancing and teenage angst and that sort of thing.  Also, it's my goal in life to be doing something ultra boring and menial and to just ... burst into song!  Maybe one day at Walmart I shall do this whilst choosing a tartar control toothpaste.  You never know, I could be the next person on youtube.   

The Office.  Oh how I love The Office.  If you've not yet jumped on this bandwagon, you ought to be slapped a little.  Just a little.  And if you're an anglophile like me, you soooo need to check out the BBC version of The Office.  Oh how I heart Ricky Gervais.

and finally...

Community.  Seriously, my favorite show on TV.  And why couldn't my college experience be this much fun?  Probably because it wasn't a community college and probably because I wasn't on a TV show.  Alas.

So there you have it!

I must go curl up and purr now.

Preparing for post LOST blues

If you're one of the 963,103,736,153 people last night to watch last, then this post is for you, my friend.  Also, I totes made up that number.  But I was one of them, whatever the number may be.

It's here, folks, the sixth and final season of LOST.  No more island.  No more confusing endings.  No more dirty, sweaty, shirtless men and women with perfecty makeup despite intense heat and no showers.  And hopefully we will finally *crossing fingers* get our questions answered like:

1. What in the $#%% is going on? 
2. What happened to the timeline?
3. Is that guy Esau?
4. What in the @$%# is going on?

I dread it already.  I dread the last episode.  I dread the emptiness that shall soon follow.  I dread the void of a great show.  I dread the lack of water cooler talk at work about if the island represents heaven, hell, Walmart, etc.

I've always sufferred from post holiday/post vacation/post (insert good thing) blues.  I've always hated January.  Because it means the end of Christmas. I hate the week after vacation.  Because it means all that fun in the (insert sun, mountains, theme park) is over.  And my life will go back to copious amounts of laundry.  And I already hate the end of LOST.  Because there's nothing good on TV during the summer. Not even old episodes of Charlies Angels. 

LOST!  What have you done to my life?!

*future depressed*