That's what I get for watching TV

I get a commercial stuck in my head. For days on end. I find my foot tapping for no apparent reason during a meeting. I get distracted on a conference call because I was singing a song inside my head rather than listening to my co-workers.

And still it's there.

A little bit more, a lil' bit more...
A little bit more, a lil' bit more...

Has anyone seen that Target ad? So you know what I'm talking about. The first time I saw it I didn't even know it was for Target. I must have been entranced by the beat, so I missed the "Target.com" text at the start of the ad.

And still...it's in my head.

A little bit more, a lil' bit more...
A little bit more, a lil' bit more...

So Amar and I googled it last night, because we just had to know who sings it. For your information, it's Jamie Lidell, and you can enjoy a sound snippet here.

I'm still alive...

So after 10+ days of not posting, I'm making a comeback.

Long story short, the past 10 days have been a bit crazy. Amar and I have both had the flu, and basically, it kicked us to the curb pretty quickly and didn't even look back. I think we did a pretty good job of not spreading it to anyone else, so that's one good thing that happened :)

Anyhow, life goes on. We saw Amazing Grace the other day and really liked it. You should go see it.

Oh, I also started reading Ragamuffin Gospel the other day. You should check that out, too. Good stuff.

Happy valentine's day

It's no secret that I work in a predominantly male field. My recent observations put the ratio somewhere around 5:1…sometimes even higher. Not only am I outnumbered, but I'm out aged as well. Most of my co-workers have kids my age, possibly even grand kids my age. You get the picture.

On my way to lunch, three of the guys approached me, apparently discussing the topic of they day.

"Kim," one of them started, "today is Valentine's Day."

I braced for 1) potential cheesy joke, 2) potential inappropriate joke, though those are rare with these guys or 3) potential Valentine's related question.

"Let's say you're getting a gift. A big gift."

I nodded, immediately picturing those Lexus ads from Christmas…the cars with the big bows.

"Would you also want a card with the gift?"

I could see where this was going. I paused to consider my answer. In fact, just yesterday remembered that I had been listening to a radio host discuss this exact topic.

"Guys," I began cautiously…"the card is like the icing…"

Before I could finish my sentence, one of them shouted "See!! I told you!!!"




Good luck out there, ladies.

Site updates

I'm experimenting with some site tracking widgets, so if you see a webcounter in the next few days, do not be alarmed. I'm only tracking your social security numbers and your mother's maiden names.

In other news, I'm coming out of an allergy funk. It happens about once a year. You never really, truly value the fact that you can breathe through your nose and swallow without pain until those abilities are suddenly taken from you without warning. But it was nice to work from home for a few days and take it easy. Not that I prefer being sick, but hey, whatever works.

Our pastor is going through some great stuff in church, so if you haven't tuned in yet, you really should listen in on the January and February sermons. Good stuff. The past two Sundays have been about marriage, namely leaving and cleaving as mentioned in Genesis 2. But it's good for everyone, not just married folk.

Check it out here: www.Grace360.org