My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

A co-worker told me, as I was complaining (yet again) about all this holiday weight gain (while simultaneously consuming my fourth piece of chocolate), that “If you’ve lived a full life, you won’t go to your grave looking good, you’ll skid in sideways clutching a martini in one hand and a bar of chocolate in the other.”  Or something to that effect.  Of course, she’s from Texas.  Only people from Texas can get away with saying stuff like that (or things like “That dog won’t hunt”).  Anyways, I like it.  Am thinking of using it as the new tag line for my blog.  What do y’all think?  It’s either that or Diaries of a Corporate Lawyer.  Which either sounds kinda cool, or really, really lame.  Given my tendency towards all things lame, I venture to say it’s the later.  

By the way, I’ve had a few people mention that they can’t respond to the postings.  I think I’ve fixed it.  Just click on the link that says discuss, below the posts, and we’ll see what happens.  I do wish you all would respond.  As narcissistic as I am, I still like to know people are out there and I’m not the only one who finds my extremely boring life riveting. =)

I finished up work early today.  We’re still waiting for feedback on some of the stuff we submitted.  Had a scary moment when one of the more senior associates warned me that I may get a call at 3am to come into the office and help with revisions if the feedback arrives late.  It still hadn’t arrived when I left at 8:30, so there’s still the possibility, but given how little I know and how utterly unhelpful I’d be, it’s probably a slim possibility at best. 

Yuck.  Completed a long day at the office today with a Jack in the Box splurge.  It was a spontaneous roommate excursion; although, the only reason I went was because I’ve been desperately wanting a Reindeer Jack ball for my car.  Unfortunately, I only belatedly realized that my car does not actually have a protruding antenna upon which to affix said ball.