The Adventures of Jane, Marley and Cat

I was on a quest today for free fonts. It’s something I do every now and then. I was chuckling at the names of some of these fonts:

Little Lord Font LeRoy
Experiencing a Catheter
Dumbledore’s Revenge

You can’t imagine how many Star Trek and Star Wars names. I guess Font designers are all geeks of an artistic nature.

I think I will design a font someday and call it “Mixed Vegetables” or “Poopy Diaper”. Then no one will think I am a geek… they will just think I am a housewife with too much time on her hands.

I went to lunch with my new bosses today. These are men who are easy to be around, have little pretense of machismo, and are just great people.

We ran into my former boss, who was also a former colleague of my current bosses.

I smiled, I gave hugs, I did the general kiss-kiss, nice-nice. In reality I felt absolutely no animosity towards him, as he truly did me a huge favor.

But I also realized, again, that the four years I worked at the other place never once was I invited to lunch with my bosses. I was an “underling” and perhaps even more scorned, a “woman”.

I just love being around normal people… it makes my life so much easier.

John, my beloved 16-year old son, is bugging the crap out of me.

He is theoretically grounded, but as I am the Wussy Mom, I did let him go out to see his friend on his birthday. That one exception somehow translated to “Oh, I guess I’m not grounded any more.” So last night after work, he decided to play. Who knows what time he got home, but I do know that it was before it snowed.

How do I know this?

Because he left the sunroof open and the car outside of the garage. I promise a photo, because inspite of being so mad I could have beaten him senseless (oh wait… he is already senseless) I did see the humor in it and insited that Brent take a picture of my car filled with snow.

Brent, in his ultimatumish way declared that “JOHN WILL NEVER DRIVE AGAIN”. I merely realized that tomorrow he is finally being ordained a Priest, and You Know Who is chewing on him pretty bad. Is it any wonder that this Wunder Kind is acting like some changeling?

I hope that after the broo-ha-ha of ordaining him is done that the original John will return, and the house will be peaceful again.