What a Snoozer

Today was a totally unremarkable day. It's days like these that it's hardest to blog. I ate at the company cafeteria for lunch and had a salad for dinner, so I don't even have any good food about which to write.

I filed my demurrer in the morning without much fanfare. My supervisor had only a handful of changes, so it took all of five minutes for me to edit. The demurrer was out the door by 10:30, so the rest of my day was pretty much chill.

Lunch with Bax and Giggles was delightful, even if we just ate downstairs. (I must say, though, that my crab cake sandwich and curly fries were pretty damn awesome.) The great thing about making new friends is that all conversations are interesting, even if you're talking about the most mundane things. It's all about learning what makes people tick.

Not long after lunch, we had a long "attorney forum," which was oddly both somniferous and entertaining. We discussed career tracks, cross-training, distribution of window offices, and...the dress code. The dress code! Apparently, there has been much brouhaha about capri pants.

Seriously.

Then somebody noted that, while denim shirts and denim jeans are not allowed by the dress code, the code says nothing about denim dresses.

I totally lost it at the mention of "denim dresses." I was, like, snorting. And so were Giggles and Bax. I even had to wipe away tears.

All I could picture was something like this.

And how this would apparently be "work appropriate," while a capri pantsuit would've been prohibited by the old code.

Other than lunch and talk of denim dresses, today was a real snoozer. Not that I'm complaining. I actually like days like this. It just doesn't make for good blogging.

Finally, thank you all for all your nice words for Glam. She has been given the go-ahead to telecommute. Yay! The bad news, however, is that she has two complications: marginal placenta previa and an incompetent cervix. [Incompetent cervix?! What a strange term!] The goal of the bedrest is to help these conditions. We all hope that Glam makes it to at least 27 weeks, when she will then be injected with steroids to help develop Baby Glam's lungs.

Much love to Glam and Baby Glam! Stay strong! We're all pulling for you!