Droid

Holy moly. Creepin' cows! Whew! The other turkeys in the pen are getting to me today. Meetings, meetings, phone calls, emails that couldn't be returned fast enough, and piles o' papers everywhere was just my morning. The afternoon wasn't much better. It was about the time my afternoon run to the little girls' room was interrupted by an "urgent phone call" (yes, it has been THAT kind of day) that I decided it was high time to come up with a creative solution.

Enter androidify! That's right peeps, this is my solution. My personal android. She will do everything for me at record speed, not letting the turkeys get her down. Nope! She will hover unemotionally over any situation, find the appropriate app and, voila!, things will magically happen! Even with those earrings on her antenna looking like huge zits she can still make things happen.

Letters signed - check!
Agreements proofed - check!
Phone calls returned - check! (even if they sounded somewhat electronic)
Lists made - check!
Emails sent - check!
Nails bitten filed - check!
She even made a droid version of The Turkey:

Let's hope the Turkey's droid will complete his NHS application that's due tomorrow. ;-)

And if anyone figures out a way to effectively name these personal droids without sounding like a hemorrhoid cream -- Jessoid, anyone? -- they get some serious bonus points! Preparation H optional.

Hearts v2.0

Last Friday I found a box of chocolate goodies on my desk. This Friday - today - I walk in to the office and find a bowl of conversation hearts waiting for me. *Squeal!*  Thank you to my staff who know my candy cravings and help maintain the sugar high!

Pink turkey peeps might remember last year's fiasco when NECCO changed the classic formula for their ubiquitous conversation hearts. It was not pretty. There were tears, fussings, fumings, lots of sulking, letters exchanged, emails sent, and a big boycott of the classic sweethearts. All my coworkers and cohorts knew how I had been wronged and suffered through the story on multiple occasions. As far as breakups go, it was a bad one. Bad!

One year later my heart is mended and I am with Brach's now, but here is what I want to say to NECCO on the anniversary of our tutti-fruity split:

You were my first love, NECCO. I will always have a sweet spot for you. You were generous with your sayings and calories throughout our years together but that can't overcome a lousy taste and how you ignored my pleas for you to change.

While our break-up was bittersweet and tasted all too fruity, please know that I am a fatter person because of you. When you get over the need to be a trend setter and realize you are really a classic at heart, I will be willing to talk. If things work out I might even consider the holy grail of liking you on Facebook. Maybe.

To quote your own hearts: SEE YA. And when you are ready to have a classic relationship: EMAIL ME.

Eat your heart out, 

pink turkey

The box

Check out what I found in my in box today:

 

Yep. That's my in box. That's my in box with a present in it! A present! For me! Woo hoo! 

And I know you're staring at that picture saying, "Huh? THAT'S your in box? It's too huge to be an in box." There might even be some head scratching or a furrowed brow.

See, that's much more than an in box. It's also the I-don't-want-to-deal-with-it-yet box, the ignore-it-and-maybe-it-will-go-away box, the don't-have-a-file-for-it-yet box, and the ever-popular plain-but-loved out box. 

Before I need a twelve step program for hyphen usage let's look at that box again:

 

Ahhh. If smell-o-vision were turned on you would get a good whiff of chocolate at this point. Chocolate? Chocolate in my in box?! Chocolate AND a present?! What could be better?! (Don't answer that.) 

Every year one of our favorite caterers brings these Valentines boxes o' yummies to our office. Apparently today was his delivery day. Who am I to argue? My in box loved the non-traditional interloper and my taste buds screamed for some coffee while I went on a sampling mission. 

Yum. Yum. Yummo! The heart shaped cakes on the left were my favorites. Gooey cake with a white chocolate glaze - mmmmm, mmmm, good! The strawberries were sweet, cookies moist, truffles great, chocolate covered pretzels to die for, and the chocolate straws melted in the mouth. 

 

 Yum! *sip of coffee* Seriously yummy.  *bite of chocolate* Thank you, Charles and company, for this delectable Friday afternoon treat. Happy Valentine's Day to you, too!

A new post

 

Technically it's New Hope. New Hope, Pennsylvania to be exact. That's where the weekend adventure began. Like the train station? 

It was a cold day with a biting wind but we walked around the downtown area, had lunch overlooking the Delaware River, poked in a couple stores, picked up new coffee mugs (or tea if that's your preference), and then headed to New Jersey. 

New post.

New Hope.

New mugs.

New Jersey. 

See a theme?  ;-) 

In New Jersey we toured the power boat show for a -- pause for effect -- New Boat! (Gotta love the themes.) Regal, Formula, Sea-Doo, Bayliner, Kawasaki, Yamaha, yachts, sports, racing, in board, out board, dry heads and wet heads, we saw a lot. The mango colored Sea-Doo was the front runner by the time we left a couple hours later.

But let's get back to the New Theme, shall we? Because then I can show off my New coffee mugs. (Or tea mugs if you prefer; Pink Turkey is all about equal opportunity beverages.) 

Ta da! Thank you to the very fun New Hope store Mechanic Street MUGs for these awesomely funky and fun New mugs. If you are ever in the neighborhood I highly recommend a visit to this unique shop. Just click on the store name for the address and other info. Be sure to say "hi" to Joel when you're there! 

The weekend adventure ended just in time for a trip to the grocery store before unpacking and settling in for the Super Bowl. The Turkey and I have munchies and bottles o' beverages, and we're hoping for some great New commercials. 

Cheerio!

A snow day

On Thursday, January 27th the mid-Atlantic got hit with another snow storm. It brought rush hour traffic to a stand still, brought down trees, crippled the power grids, shut down schools and businesses, and left between 8 and 10 inches of snow on the ground in its wake.

Here is what I saw that morning:

Snow, schmow! I was still in Florida and taking full advantage of my remaining hours of sunshine and sand! So while my friends and family were shoveling driveways and sidewalks and hoping for the power to come back on, I was walking along the beach in Naples. Sand between the toes and everything.

You can see it was a gorgeous day. With a plane to catch in just a few hours though, I had to soak up as much of that gorgeousness and quickly. A quick walk on the beach (10 minutes judging from the parking meter), a quick stroll through Old Naples, a drive back to the hotel to grab my bags, lunch by the pond, and then off to the airport. It was speedy.

This was the view from my last hotel room. Yes, that picture above. This is here so you don't think that every room had a super duper fantastic view. (Although Barnes & Noble there in the distance is really not a bad thing to look at!) 

Better than the hotel view, this was the lunch view. Shrimp at Hemingway's, yummy. Dning al fresco with a water view, super sweet! Being in Florida during a snow day at home, priceless!  

As a stark contrast, here is what greeted me this morning as I walked in to work: 

The picture looks cloudy because it was snowing. Again.

The toes are now in boots instead of sand. And it's still snowing.

The view

Since I have been sharing the view from previous hotel rooms I figured it was only fair to step on to the balcony and snap a photo of today's vista. This is the courtyard and pool (duh!) in West Palm Beach. Notice the absence of blue sky? Yep, it rained all day. Rain, wind, tornado warnings, thunderstorms, and now a full blown tornado watch. Oh, and the TV announcer just said hail too. Thankfully I'm snug in the hotel and the current cacaphony outside is but a soundtrack for some good sleep.


I hope.

A matter of degrees

18 - the high temperature yesterday. Fahrenheit. (Just in case you were wondering)

10 - the temperature last night at 11pm. Brrrrrr!

6 - what PMG faced this morning. Hello, Mr. Popsicle! 

38 - the temperature when the alarm clock went off at 7am.

59 - the purported high for today.

Huh? Wait. Say that again. 10 to 59 in roughly 12 hours??? How is that possible??? A 49 degree jump in a mere 12 hours??? Is Mother Nature just having bad PMS??? Again??? 

Momma Nature's cycles aside, 10 to 59 degrees is indeed possible with a little help from a commercial airline and some ingenuity to make a business trip to Florida a necessity in late January.

Welcome to the sunny Gulf Coast! This is the sunrise that greeted me this morning. It was chilly at 38 degrees (although, by the standards at home, that's a veritable heat wave!) so I stayed on the balcony and snapped a few pictures as the sun gradually illuminated the beach.

 

My current vantage point is in Pensacola Beach. I landed about 10:30 last night, picked up a rental car, and checked in to the hotel. In another couple hours I will be mobile again, the beach views being replaced by miles of asphalt and interstate road signs.

This is a unique trip in that I am ping-ponging across the state of Florida for the next few days. Pensacola, Destin, through Tallahassee, with a final destination of Jacksonville is just today's journey. This trip is all about visiting with people and making connections.

And a little scenery here and there. ;-)

It doesn't hurt that it's warmer here than at home, either.

*thud!*
*wack!*
*thud!*
*thud!*

That was the computer being hit with snowballs.  Guess those peeps back home are a little jealous. Sigh. I hear it's a balmy 12 degrees on campus this morning. Wish I were there.  (Liar, liar, pants on fire!)

Best wishes for a warm day, where ever you are!