when she was bad she was horrid

The day I stayed home, "sick", one of my co-workers called. I was out running some errands and thought it might be my mom checking in to let me know she arrived at my house early for our lunch date so I automatically answered. I was driving, with my electronic music going, so I swiftly turned down the volume and came on strong with the hoarse voice.

"hello?" *cough*
"hey"
"oh, hi" *sniffle*
"i wanted to tell you something"
"what?"
"you're only going to be in our division one more week"

WOW! I couldn't believe it. I expected to be punished with bad karma for abusing the lenient call-in policy and shunned as a faker, but apparently they announced my promotion while I was out.

To celebrate, I indulged in even more naughty behavior. Online shopping. Cosmetics, clothing, and swimwear. As if I need a bikini anytime soon, but I'll wear one in South Beach next spring and possibly during our honeymoon if we select a tropical destination. It is a bitchin' black one with a cute belted hipster bottom. YEAH!