Parade

On Sunday I was accidentally in a parade. Again. 
As in, THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE. There are no words to explain the absurdity and pure happenstance. Too bad I left the confetti in my other jacket.


WHAT IS MY LIFE?!

Mondays with The Man - Holiday Edition

In Which I Hop a Last Minute Flight to Texas

Twas the day before Thanksgiving and all through the office, 

Not a federal employee was stirring, not even a mouse;

The doors were all shut, lights turned off with care,

In hopes that they would not have to be there;

I was all nestled in my cubicle working hard,

Visions of home dancing in my head, I had to get back, it shouldn't be that hard;

Flights were expensive, I was wrong,

and the drive was too long;

Suddenly my friend arose such a clatter,

and used frequent flyer miles to bring me home for some laughter;

I sprang free from my office and went straight for the airport,

Flew three hours home, which doesn't seem that short;

I arrived on the doorstep at ten-thirty on the dot,

Rang the bell and surprised my parents, they were quite shocked!;

Twas a good trip home,

One for the books;

Glad to see my family and friends,

Happy Holidays to all and to all a goodnight!

Mondays with The Man