Anyway, this is my favorite picture of the day. My great grandma Minnie and my little cousin Calvin before the ceremony.


My fabulous desk that my dad bought for me about seven years ago. Which means that I have been without it for about five years. Unacceptable! I do not know how I ever lived without it. The bulletin board I bought this weekend, and the James Dean calendar is just a standard in my life, as some of you might already know. Yes, I am drinking wine while I work. No, I am not ashamed to be drinking alone. I think it is very classy to drink wine alone, especially since I ate crackers with brie while I was drinking. Notice the tiny little laptop that my company issued me to use, it is what the doctors have to sign when I give them samples. Actually almost everything on the desk is from my company, laptop, monitor, keyboard, mouse and printer.... Yeah, I scored with a super job. If you hear me complaining, call me out!
Me and the best roomie ever
The days in training were spent trying to stay awake reviewing everything we learned the week before in Home Study. Training, roleplay, etc is always hard for me to take seriously. And now that I am out in the field I wish I had given more effort to mastering all the information. That is always my style. Why do I never learn?
Besides the classroom training, the two weeks included lots of schmoozing with the C-level executives. I met the CEO several times, chatted with him, and even pulled a silly maneuver to make him remember me and my partner in crime from LA. The silly maneuver is kind of a long story...
It starts at least a year ago when the Goddess Divine told me about a girl she met who had a tattoo of a mustache on the inside of her index finger so she always had a disguise ready and available. Mel and I were speaking about the need for a disguise at lunch one day and I told her the story of the mustache tattoo. We decided that we would draw mustaches on our fingers that night when we went to Billy Bob's. It was one of the silliest things I have ever done, and lots of coworkers were laughing at us. Mel and I decided that we would need a picture of ourselves in the our disguises and the CEO. He will never forget us now...hopefully. To protect his identity, I cannot post that picture, but here we are...

I think our manager was only mildly entertained by our mustaches, but as the evening wore on she succumbed and requested a mustache of her own. Ok, maybe she did not request, maybe she finally agreed to our strong suggestions.

