I think my fuzzy pink sponsor is on drugs

Today Matt bought this for me:

Cause he's apparently a very funny man.

But it turns out, I'm not a Blog-aholic, and my pink fuzzy sponsor is totally on my side. He was easily bought. I was all, "Look, I get that your whole purpose is to show that I'm addicted to my blog, but what if you were IN my blog?" and he was like, "Oh hells yeah!"

His name is Sheldon.

Here are some facts about my new friend Sheldon:

1. He dislikes Matt.
2. He may have a drug problem.
3. Or diabetes.
4. He totally loves my blog.
5. He's very easy to draw.

The following is a series of texts that went between Matt and I while I was at work today:

Matt: (randomly talks about how my sister-in-law mistakenly got a cartoon movie for her kids about a piece of dog poop. Innocent mistake that turned into hilarity.)

Me: Are you drinking? Sheldon thinks you have a problem.

Matt: Just been listening to a lot of nerdcore.

Me: Sheldon says you lie to keep your secretive boozing habit. And that you also might secretly be a whore to support your habit... I don't think Sheldon likes you very much.

Matt: Wow. Sheldon's a dick and you can't spell. (In Matt's defense, my last text was full of spelling errors *originally* because I'm adjusting to my new phone. I didn't duplicate them here cause I couldn't purposely do that.)

Me: Sheldon thinks I spell fine. I'm starting to see why he doesn't like you. He says you're verbally abusive and that you may have stole my candy!

Matt: Oh good, it's going to be one of those days.

Me: I think Sheldon might be on drugs. I don't even have candy.

Matt: You have such vivid weirdness.

CEO's Should Not Be Outsourced

Okay so first of all, the people have spoken and apparently they like order. So starting February 14th (or earlier if inspiration smacks me), to celebrate Valentines Day and my upcoming wedding anniversary (28th), I'll be doing a series of comics to help tell the story of how my husband and I met. This won't be all steamy and such like when Ree told her story. This story is long, full of heart breaks, and should probably be censored in some areas because my in-laws read my blog.

So I will be starting on our story very soon. In the meantime, I have to get something off my chest:


CEO'S SHOULD NOT BE OUTSOURCED!

Okay, so technically the CEO's of my company aren't outsourced. I'm told they're from India though, and I know that makes me sound like a racist or something, but I recently saw an Indian comic who made fun of that fact and said it was true, therefore it's true! He also mentioned that his people are the cheapest people on the face of the planet - which must be true because our computer systems were replaced before I started this job.

I have been told of a magical time when the registers were easy, touch screen and they made sense. Now of course they are from 1989, beep when something goes wrong (but do not tell you what went wrong) and on ocassion, like yesterday, the system in the back just decides not to give you information.

Yesterday morning, I opened the store as usual and by 6am I was ready to begin the paperwork from the day before. The paperwork is easy. It's all done on the computer where once the information is pulled, it's practically done for you. Unless of course the information isn't pulled. In which case your day involves 3 hours on the phone with tech support before your IT person informs you that 18 other stores have gone down and the only way to fix it, is to manually insert all the information. Which is like 62 pages of printed information needing to be manually typed into the computer where the titles of the needed information DO NOT MATCH!

Allow me to illustrate:

That's pretty much exactly how it felt.

After several hours of overtime, anxiety induced panic attacks and sickness, and enough F-Bombs thrown around to made a sailor wet himself, we figured it out. We were still $75 over for the day, but we assume they can add that to our bonus for being so damn smart!

New Comics: Vote Now

Since its the month of valentines (and my 6 year wedding anniversary) I'm giving you devoted readers a choice in the series of comics I post:

1. A series of comics about our wedding.
2. Start at the beginning with how we met.

I'll eventually do both but y'all decide which comes first. Vote in the comments below.

And now for something completely serious...

I know the last few weeks have been all fun what with the crayon version of my life, but sometimes I do get serious and have something important to say.

2009 was crap for me. But thanks to my friends, family and prayer . . . I made it through. I don't know what I would do without those closest to me. People who have stuck by me when perhaps they shouldn't have. Forgiven me when I thought I deserved less. Loved me when I couldn't love myself. To those dear souls, I say thank you. 2010 is already much better for me.

The last time I posted this video it was as though I was on the receiving end of it. So I would like to now post it, as the giver, to those I love, who might need to hear it.

From my heart, to yours.