thursday tidbits

who stands right in front of the microwave, meticulously counting the seconds between each kernel pop, and STILL manages to somehow scorch half the bag of popcorn?

me, that's who.

in my defense though ('cause i always have one), the pops were still in full swing and had not slowed down at all like they usually do when the bag is almost finished.

AND i couldn't smell any burning. but after realizing that the bag had been popping way too long for it not to be done, i just went ahead and opened the door...and that's when it started to smell a little funky. :-/

my microwave at home has a "Popcorn" button which seems to know exactly how long to cook that puppy. comes out perfect every time. but this microwave at work just has a manual dial, so i have to guess how many minutes and turn it off when i hear the pops slowing down.

yeah, well the kernels didn't do their job. it was their responsibility to stop hollering and hush up when they'd had enough of the heat. but they didn't. unless someone was hiding around the corner with a fist full of bubble wrap mimicking the sound.

now i'm sifting through the bag trying to find the ones that don't taste like motor oil.

and i have officially become the very person i have mocked and despised for years: the person who fills the office with the lingering stench of burnt popcorn.

for shame....

*** anyway, a coworker gave me quite a hearty laugh today. we were talking about something or other and he said, "hey...i DO have standards you know..." to which i (half-jokingly) replied with a doubtful look, "do you?...do you really...?"

and he goes, "yes, i have standards. i have no MORALS, but i do have standards..."

HAHAHAHA. for some reason i died laughing at that. i guess it was so funny because, A) if you knew him, you'd know he was telling the absolute truth; and B) i guess i can't really argue, seeing as how, upon pondering the notion, i realized that the two aren't necessarily mutually exclusive. go figure.


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also a guy friend/associate of mine told me today that is engaged. and you know what? i was super duper excited for him, almost to the point of tears! it's funny because, in my longings to get married, hearing of an engagement (no matter who it was) would always conjure up a bit of sadness (and sometimes an hour of boo-hooing, if you want me to be totally real with you).

but when he told me he was getting married, i felt NO envy, sadness or anything but genuine congratulations and excitement for him.

wow....could..... i...... be.......growing.......up......?

i'm surprised though that my heart feels nothing but gladness for him and his soon-to-be bride. especially considering my current situation...you'd think hearing of someone else being all in love and getting married would make me feel even sadder about the state i'm in right now. but i actually don't!

either the Lord is really doing some good things in my heart, or having this baby is just making me not care about a lot of the things that used to bother me. i guess i got way to much to care about and focus on than what other folks are doing. or perhaps it's a combo of both. either way, i'm happy that i'm not sad, and i'm even happier that my homie is getting hitched!

i'm still mad about my popcorn though....

here's a fun fact: in Spanish, the word for 'popcorn' is palomitas. and paloma in Spanish means "dove". so actually, palomitas means 'little doves,' because popcorn, in shape and color, resembles little doves.

cute huh?

the more you know, the more you grow :-)

(yeah, i really can't eat anymore of this popcorn. even the ones that aren't burnt are bearing the funky burden of their fallen counterparts. i shall now give them their proper burial in their circular grave - my trash can).