Half an hour later, the BlackBerry chirped as I drove to the office. Same home dude. "Limes, I don't think I can physically work today. I'm already at the office, but I can't do the work." A couple of terse exchanges along the lines of "You're killing me, home dude" and "Go home if you can't work", a couple of clipped "Ten four" transmissions, and I pulled into the parking lot. Not happy. Stomped kind of hard up the stairs in my boots. Saw my reflection in the door as I flung it open a little too hard - the jaw was sticking out pretty far . . . to see this:
Quickly rearranging my facial features, I managed a schoolgirl squeal and embarrassed them all! They'd gathered early to arrive before me and have everyone present (except today's stinker). I started the hugs, and embarrassed them worse. Asked them to pose for pictures with me - the room got deadly silent and they all looked down at their shoes . . . . it's good to be the only hen in the barnyard! Have I said that before?
Chatting later, I said that I knew we were having a BBQ, but I was surprised by the decorations. They said David had been planning for days saying, "Limes is sentimental and has this thing for dates . . . . . " Have I said that before? I have the best seat in the house. I know I've said that before!
Latebreaking: Midday, here comes a deliveryman from Edible Arrangements - a gift from David's family personally. Look at this - I've got enough good food (truly good food, not fried Twinkies) to share with a friend! Melons, grapes, chocolate covered strawberries. . .
The BBQ was fired up, beans and potato salad from Famous Dave's, a lovely cake with a sweet inscription, kind words all around. I learned that David and Michele (the boss's boss) had sneaked back to the office last night to decorate it for me. And then . . . a presentation: greeting cards with truly lovely sentiments written by a wonderful group of people, a Barnes & Noble gift card and some cold hard cash. I'm tellin' ya, I'm just exactly where I am supposed to be!
In my ears right now: the sound of laughter. After we ate, Matt and Cesar brought Pedro the boar out of the barn to join the festivities.
Something that charmed me today: the whole day. Better than a birthday - I didn't have to get older.
Very sweet. Congrats on 2 years!
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ReplyDeleteYou had a great thing happen to you today. I'm so pleased for you!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful surprise. It sounds like a great place to work. :-)
ReplyDeleteHey all of you followers, thank you! What a day it was. I e-mailed someone yesterday that I felt a bit like a princess. Today I feel more like a crone, but the memories are pretty sweet. I walked into the office this morning and Matt was chawing down on a cold, raw Hebrew National dog. Cesar had cake on a napkin and was alternating bites of it with sips of coffee . . . the stinker from yesterday roared off in his car after conferring with David on the BlackBerry re: messing up Limes Appreciation Day . . . and I'm right here at Mission Control. Again.
ReplyDeleteHey, bucket trucks, yes - I will go take a look. Thanks for the encouragement! I wonder how in the world you found me? I mean, I am pretty cognizant of where all the other 'tend friends have found me, but you're a mystery. Appreciate your comments. I'm only 3 weeks into blogging, so it's nice to hear nice things.
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