Words mean things

Words and phrases that bother me:

Con-sentinos. Is pronounced CO-sentinos. Only one "n".

Chipol-tee. Correctly pronounced ChiPOAT-lay. Like the pepper or the spice.

Aldis. You may use an "s", but only if you are talking about "multiple Aldis around town" or "Aldi's great deals." You never "go to Aldis" unless you are going to multiple locations.

Victoria Secrets. Who has the secret? Victoria! Victoria's Secret... Don't google that at work, Just trust me.

Starbucks is not a drink. It is a place. It is unlikely that you're going to "go get a Starbucks" this morning or ever.

I am a little OCD sometimes. But it's better if I just get it off my chest and apologize for being weird. I don't want to be irked when you say things wrong. It's not your fault. It's mine. Maybe I should practice saying these words incorrectly differently and then I won't notice so much.

Do I really think that will help? No. But I'm willing to try.

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Missing in action

I'm behind the times. Just to give you a glimpse so you know I have forgotten you. Yes, I did say have. I'm sorry.

Here's the run down from the last four weeks:
Trip to Ames
Two Noonday parties
A baby shower
A musical (I was on stage. How did that happen?)
Two KU basketball games
Hosted a ham dinner
Hosted a turkey dinner the next day for Thanksgiving round 1
Grandma bought me a pair of jeggings
Wichita for Thanksgiving round 2
A birthday gathering of sorts for Veronica
Parental's house for Thanksgiving round 3
Weekend in Manhattan and a KSU game. I wore purple.
Decorate the Christmas tree
Lost my wedding ring. Found out it wasn't insured.
Found ring in parking lot of Target two hours later. It is now insured.
Team dinner and associated chauffeur activities for 4 out of town guests
Team meeting and white elephant gift exchange
Saw someone hit by a car
Another baby shower

This week:
Monday: Celebrate mom's birthday and decorate another tree. 12 feet tall.
Tuesday: Trip to Tulsa. Unfun client visit. No tears. Barely.
Wednesday: Lost cell phone. Found cell phone. Home from Tulsa and a pizza party with the Klines.
Thursday: Trip to Cincinnati. Girl next to me on the plane went through 3 sick bags. Unfun client visit. No tears. Barely.
Tomorrow: Home.

And a partridge in a pair tree.

Yes, I am finally starting to realize I might actually be crazy. I'll figure out what to do about that later. For now, off to the gym and then I have to tackle this to-do list...

PS- No. Of course I did not proofread this. Duh.

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