Who needs Tuesday, anyways?

"Who needs Tuesday, anyway? There's not enough ends in the week, wouldn't you say? If I had my way, it'd be Friday, and we'd stay out dancing till after the band packs its stuff away."
~Martina Sorbara

My distaste for Tuesday has been long lived. It's neither a fresh start like a Monday, nor is it the midway point like Wednesday. It's just there- floating in pointless oblivion. In my case, Tuesday has always housed less than pleasant commitments: swimming lessons, piano lessons, work, and not to mention it's a notoriously rotten night for television. Last Friday, the CFO of my company walked by the desk on my shift and said, "TGIF." I honestly didn't know what he was talking about. When he saw my look of confusion he said, "thank-God-it's-Friday." I must live under a rock or something, because I've never made the connection, restaurant and all. Well, he thought this was quite funny, so much so that the past two days he's walked by the desk saying, "TGIM" and "TGIT." I hope for my sake the thrill wears off soon. Or maybe this is how it will be. He will always regard me with this stupid acronym. So, "TGIT" everyone, and God's speed till Friday!

Last but not least . . .

Well, here we are. Bloggers at last. As we have neither the wit of Tom, nor the building project of the Totman's, or a new arrival like the Davis', I am a little concerned that our blog will be just plain boring. Perhaps we could study the art of sarcasm to become a bit more "Tom like." Or maybe we could begin on our remodel to compete with the Totman's. If all else fails, I suppose we could just rev things up and try to make a baby like the Davis'. Even so, our blog may never measure up. So here's to mediocrity!