2. I can breathe.
3. I found 17 dollars in my diaper bag.
4. The Piglet of Fire publicly apologized for ‘accidentally’ hexing my Christmas tree. (It was extremely heartfelt, if not a little scary, and maybe the most creative apology I’ve received in a long time. He even quoted the bible and made reference to the fact that if I grab a coworker’s arse, while kicking my boss, then I should chop off my leg with a chainsaw.)
5. A coworker, that I might possibly kick, just said “E, as in igloo”. Completely serious.
6. I’m currently neither pregnant, nor breastfeeding, nor Baptist (not that there’s anything wrong with that), so tomorrow’s office Christmas party should be spirited (if you know what I mean, and I know you do).