Spring Break and Silly Quizzes

Well, it's Thursday. I have a new blog look, hope you're enjoying it. Spring Break is almost over. We had the kids for a few days, they got to hang out with Evan while I was at work. I'm happy to report there were no injuries, fires or general mayhem. Well, there was one thing. He called me yesterday and his first words were, "Don't panic, everything's fine." Not a good way to approach me, but ok. Emily had a nosebleed that just wouldn't quit. Luckily, she didn't panic at all, and the men in the house, who have never had children, handled it just fine. Way to go, boys. You did well.

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Dear Jenn, Here is your horoscope for Thursday, March 16: Don't sell yourself short -- in fact, make sure you're not giving parts of yourself away. Not only do you deserve credit for all your hard work, you deserve far more respect and appreciation than you've been getting.

Story of my life.

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Here’s something – the other day I got a call from my boss. He was calling to say thank you for making his last-minute travel changes. Did you hear that? He said THANK YOU. It’s amazing how those two little words can mean so much. Everyone here loves me and they’re extremely impressed with how quickly I’ve picked up their systems and procedures. Yay me!

Since this building is so huge, my goal is to visit every restroom on the premises in the next 2 months. So far I’ve been to 5. It’s good to have goals.

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My boyfriend is a little nutty. He’s taken like a million different ‘blog quizzes’ and posted the results. I usually don’t go for them myself, but I was curious about a few. Here are some of my results, sans pictures and links:

Booty Twinkle Wink is my Elf name.

I am Apple Pie.

I am Miss Piggy.

I am a Prophet Soul.

I am 60% girlish and 40% boyish

I am Italian food – comforting, yet overwhelming.

I am a Margarita.

My pimp name is Suede Dynamite.

My pornstar name is Muffin Sesame.

I act like a 30 year old, while my boyfriend acts like a 17 year old.

I am only 37% bitch. Evan scored a whopping 95% on the Asshole quiz, which once again proves my theory: If a guy tells you he’s an asshole when you first meet him, chances are he’s right. But the 5% of him that’s not an asshole is pretty cool. :)

I did discover, however, that we are the same donut, (powdered devil’s food), we are the same reindeer (Blitzen), and we’re both expert kissers. I could have told you that without a quiz.

I’m calling bullshit on the sexual skills quiz, cuz it only rated me a 24% on flirting, and we all know I’m way better than that. I liked my ending answers though:

Why They Love You: You pleasure them first.
Why They Hate You: You bite.

Indeed I do. On both counts.

Oh, and thanks for fixing my comment tag, honey. I would have probably put in something different, but it'll do for now.

Back to work for me.