One of my co-workers (not the cranky non-decorating one) gave me a wedding voodoo doll. I was touched.
And I’ve already stuck some pins in some appropriate places.
I feel much better.
My cube was a hit. Even Mr. Cranky Non-Decorating Co-Worker liked the decorations. And they were extra special because they were handmade.
I love my little creative family.
Look at me, supervising.
And here's my honey, directing. With his rock star, albeit Longhorns, hand gestures.
(By the way, we got rid of that sweatshirt. It's an XXL and, as you can see, my baby ain't no XXL anymore. He's a svelte little XL. Look at those little hips!)
It was a really fun day, but it was also a very long day. It reminded me of recording D'Jever back in May of 2006. Sing for three minutes, wait around for 15 minutes. Sing for three minutes, wait around for 15 minutes. But you feel so cool just waiting around with your headphones on.
Anywho, we finally wrapped up around 5pm and, in quite the star fashion, we rewarded ourselves with food and drink at the Celtic Swell.
Then promptly crashed at 9pm.