What Gets You Through the Day

An email chain from this morning: (probably only funny to those well-versed in my little insurance world)

Field UW:
"Dear Tech's, (Known as raters to the elderly)
If you need my assistance in any of the below, just call me and yell at me. I respond better to that. Thanks!"

UW Mgr (formerly field uw):
"Raters! HAHA Gets me every time!"

My response:
"Dear Highlighter,
In the few years I've worked with you, I have found that calling and yelling expletives and all around demoralizing you works best when needing your "assistance" (and by assistance I mean when you once again mess something up that I have to fix) Per your instructions below, I will continue to do this future forward. If there is any feedback you can offer the tech team, please let us know. To have an opportunity to continue to grow and develop in our roles helps us to stay engaged and focused. After all, it's all about the Wow Factor for us...we are on your side! Thank you. "

Sarah's response: (an excerpt - keeping the anonymity)
"Glad you can laugh at our expense! 'Corporate Royalty' aka Mr _______....."

My underwriter's response to my email via phone conversation: "I just threw up a little after reading all that corporate jargon."

My response: "Your welcome"

Underwriter: "Let me know if you need anything else."

Me: "Okay. Let me know if you need any help highlighting."

I'm not sure what I would do without this particular underwriter. He's so laid back and easy to get along with, and most importantly, he gets my sarcasm and can keep up with my snarky attitude. There's a lot to be said for good working relationships with your co-workers.

Shamrock Shuffle Complete

JW and I ran the Shamrock Shuffle yesterday in Chicago. It was such a fun race - definitely in my top 3 favorite races. Although it wasn't a sunny morning, the weather turned out quite well, considering the day before was miserable, with rain/sleet/snow mixtures falling the entire day. There was a huge turnout - around 36,000 participants were registered! It was fun to see all the different costumes and Irish gear the runners had.

The 4.97 miles went by so quickly and I was feeling great the entire way. I think it's hard not to when you are surrounded by such positive energy. Whenever we'd go under a bridge and into a tunnel, everyone was hooping and hollering and at every mile they had different music playing. That, combined with all the by-standers cheering us on the entire way, made for a fantastic race. We finished with a time of 49:00, which isn't bad, considering we had to weave in and out of thousands of people. I finished 12,542 out of 25,561 finishers.

Here is a pic of the start line. More pictures available here.

The Smell of Spring

What a thoughtful gift...Tiff surprised us girls with a little bouquet of daffodils at work the other day. The bright yellow flowers have brightened the little hole I sit in for 10 hours and the floral aroma has been so refreshing as I continue to look forward to Spring. Thanks again Tiff!

Once You Pop, You Can't Stop

My Lenten sacrifice this year is sweets - candy, cookies, cake, etc. This has proven to be quite a challenge. These 'demons' look me in the eye everyday and taunt me with their sweet deliciousness.

Example #1: My co-workers do an excellent job of reminding me that I can't have candy. They've built a "candy wall" on one side of my cubicle, fish around Steve's candy bowl in front of me, and make sure I am aware of when they are eating it. It's all in good fun but the temptation is definitely present!

Example #2: I promised B-Bob a bag 'o candy, in honor of his birthday. Friday I slowly walked into the candy store at the mall and began to shovel in pounds of gummies - lobsters, techno bears, cherries - the works. It was torture.

Example #3: I received my order of Girl Scout cookies last week, but won't be able to indulge in a few (and by few I mean box) of Shortbreads until Easter. Ugh!

Example #4: Last year, L, D, and I discovered the gloriousness that is Nerds bumpy jelly beans. They are pretty much amazing and D surprised L and I last night with a bag of them for each of us. They keep staring me in the face.

So how I am overcoming such temptations? With these guys:



These might just be the death of me. They are so addicting. I've been known to get through a whole can in one day. I hardly can get through a trip to the grocery store without meandering over to the chip aisle and picking up a can...or two. Pringles had it right - once you pop, you can't stop.

A Helpful Smile In Every Aisle

There are two reasons why I love grocery shopping at the Hy-Vee on Mills Civic - Carlos and Low-Rise Pants Boy. These boys send me into a tizzy when I see them - heart pounding, hands sweating, and face blushing something fierce.

Carlos - Cesc Fabregas meets Mark Salling:



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Low-Rise Pant Boy (aka Andrew) - Picture Christian Bale's face on James Franco's body.



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Who would've known I'd get a 2-for-1 special today?!?

First, I spy Carlos. I was ready to take a detour and go down the aisle he was in to get a closer look...that is until I spotted her - a girl standing way too close to him. I thought about yelling, "Whore!" and chucking my basket full of groceries at her as I tearfully ran out of the store, but I decided to take the high road and give her a good mean glare instead. I'm crushed. I feel like I can't fantasize about a rendezvous with Carlos in the frozen foods section now without feeling a little guilty. Carlos and his half-smirk, pearly-white smile....Carlos with his sexy-can-I faux-hawk. Ugh. Why do bad things happen to good people?

My devastation was quickly put to rest, for a short time anyway, as I was rescued from waiting in the check-out line by Low-Rise Pant Boy. "I can help you over here," he said in a I-totally-want-you kind of way. I was just glad that as I set my basket down, it wasn't a frozen pizza, chips 'n dip, and Ben & Jerry's kind of shopping trip. I had a mixture of good and bad....My Romaine lettuce, balsamic vinaigrette, and applesauce says I'm a healthy eater - good. The 2 liter of Sunkist and 12 pack of Dr. Pepper reveals my addiction to caffeine - bad. Sourdough bread - good, after all it ain't no Wonder Bread. That was quickly negated by the WT purchase of Buddig honey ham - bad. As I watched his quick hands slide my purchases over the scanner, I was certain he was going to whip out a pen and write his phone # down on the receipt ever so discretely, only to be discovered after I left, so you can imagine the shock I felt when I didn't see it as I was unpacking my groceries. I could've sworn when he said, "Have a good day!" he was really saying, "I think you are hot." But alas, I am sitting here numberless.

Oh well, not all is lost. At least a creepy old man in the parking lot looked me up and down, smiled, and told me he liked my boots.

¡Una Margarita de Fresa en las Rocas, Por Favor!

I thought I better do a follow up after being a Negative Nancy this morning....

Although my day started out poorly, I recognize it could have been much worse, and my day ended wonderfully.

I met L, Naomi, and Rod at Los Cabos to celebrate the booking of our upcoming trip to Mexico. Our favorite waiter Carlos + 1 margarita + good food + good company = the perfect end to my day.

¡57 dias!

What Am I Even Doing Here?!?

My morning thus far:
*5:00 - Alarm goes off, I hit the snooze.
*5:10 - 2nd alarm goes off, I hit the snooze.
*Snooze expires, alarm goes off. I hit snooze.
*Snooze expires again, and once again I hit snooze.
*5:30 - I finally get up and stumble into the shower.
*6:30 - I go downstairs to pack my lunch.
*6:35 - I back out of the driveway.
*6:40 - I am between the 22nd St and 73rd St exit and realize I forget a few things of huge importance, including my work badge, I-Pod, and ID/debit card.
*6:41 - As I am exiting the interstate to turn back around to go back home to get those things, I curse myself out for being an idiot.
*6:50 - I run through the mess that is our backyard, almost slip and fall twice in my heels and race up the stairs
*6:51 - As I race around my room like a chicken with its head cut off gathering my things, I explain to L what I was doing back.
*6:52 - I peel out of the driveway and once again, hurriedly drive to work.
*7:10 - I angrily set my stuff down at my desk and turn on my computer.

...*sigh* all this before 7:30. I can tell it's going to be a good day.

At least it's my Friday. 5:30 cannot come soon enough!