All day I couldn't for the life of me remember why today's date felt familiar. Do you ever have that feeling when you think about a date? Somewhere deep down you know you should know something happened that day, I know the home office has that feeling every June 25th (our anniversary). However January 26th didn't seem obvious to me.
Well, I finally figured out what it was. January 26th was my anniversary date at my only official, real, grownup company job. Today would have been 13 years. Holy cats, how did 13 years slip on by? You know, not much has really changed. OK maybe some things have changed.
Here are some of the Schmidt numbers since 1.26.94
Zero championships won by the Vikings, Twins, Timberwolves or Wild - how many flu shots DLS has had - light bulbs changed in foyer light (it's too darn high)
One marriage - toilet replaced in master bathroom thanks to little man flushing a shaving cream cap down the drain - girls weekend on a ship staying in a room which could pass for a closet.
Two kids - houses - presidents.
Three dogs (1 still living) - colors painted on the wall of the Partridge Family Bus bathroom aka master bath (one of these days I will get it done).
Four new cars for Susan (Blazer, Purple Pride mini-van, Tahoe, mini-van once again) - years the fireplace in the Family Room hasn't worked.
Five trips to Florida, 4 of which included a trip to the Happiest Place on Earth - The Magic Kingdom - my husband's least favorite place on earth - stitches in little man's head.
Six new immediate neighbors - restaurants in Maple Grove (The Lookout, May Nin, Bakers Square, Cousineaus, Champps and Pulaski's Polish Palace) when we moved here in 1994 - trips the home office has made to Vegas.
Seven hundred three days since I left the thankless job which was the inspiration for this rant.
Well, I finally figured out what it was. January 26th was my anniversary date at my only official, real, grownup company job. Today would have been 13 years. Holy cats, how did 13 years slip on by? You know, not much has really changed. OK maybe some things have changed.
Here are some of the Schmidt numbers since 1.26.94
Zero championships won by the Vikings, Twins, Timberwolves or Wild - how many flu shots DLS has had - light bulbs changed in foyer light (it's too darn high)
One marriage - toilet replaced in master bathroom thanks to little man flushing a shaving cream cap down the drain - girls weekend on a ship staying in a room which could pass for a closet.
Two kids - houses - presidents.
Three dogs (1 still living) - colors painted on the wall of the Partridge Family Bus bathroom aka master bath (one of these days I will get it done).
Four new cars for Susan (Blazer, Purple Pride mini-van, Tahoe, mini-van once again) - years the fireplace in the Family Room hasn't worked.
Five trips to Florida, 4 of which included a trip to the Happiest Place on Earth - The Magic Kingdom - my husband's least favorite place on earth - stitches in little man's head.
Six new immediate neighbors - restaurants in Maple Grove (The Lookout, May Nin, Bakers Square, Cousineaus, Champps and Pulaski's Polish Palace) when we moved here in 1994 - trips the home office has made to Vegas.
Seven hundred three days since I left the thankless job which was the inspiration for this rant.
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yes, i know what you mean about the date thing. august 16th. i always get kind of weird around august, i start going thru the birthdays (my own, my friend jane, my old boss) but august 16th?
oh yeah - ELVIS's death! obviously my mom's reaction to elvis dying left a deep emotional scar on me too. the funny thing is, i cannot remember my dear friend carey's birthday date, or even the two j boys exact birth dates, but yeah, i remember when elvis died.
he was 42. i'm now 44. omg!!! i am older than elvis!