"Is that for me, or for my gown?"

So I work down the hall from the worlds loudest phone-talker. I'm not exaggerating here. She is really, really LOUD! Her office is about 20 feet down the hall from me and I feel like she's sitting in my office when she's on the phone. I often close my door to dampen the noise, but her voice still carries down 20 feet of hallway and through my heavy wooden door. To make matters worse, she is the membership director for the non-profit trade organization that resides down the hall from my office. Meaning, she is like the salesman of their organization. Meaning, she is on the phone A LOT! It's really too bad that loud phone-talking is not a talent recognized by the pageant circuit or she would be a shoe-in for a crown.

On another topic, Thursday is husband's birthday. Anyone who has been around him for five minutes in the last week knows that Thursday is his birthday and knows exactly what he wants for his birthday present, a Wii. The boy has become positively obssessed with the Wii. There is not a conversation that is started or ended without a comment about the Wii. It is driving him crazy knowing that I already bought his birthday gift, but not knowing if it is a Wii or some other unacceptable gift. Lucky for him (and me) the wait will be over in 48 hours. Then he can decide if I'm the best wife ever or if he will be divorcing me over a gaming system.