O Feed My Sheep!

The lady in the cube on the other side of my wall is blaring The Messiah on her stereo. I'm actually enjoying it very much. Isn't Handel wonderful? Sometimes, however, I wish I had more privacy at work. For instance, today I listened to Jane (aforementioned cube-dweller) make several personal phone calls, all of which I'm sure she doen't know I overheard, and none of which she would have wanted to share. Likewise, I'm sure she was thrilled when yesterday I called my doctor and made and appointment, and was forced to describe my symptoms over the phone.

I've never even *met* Jane, and she now knows things about me that my own mother doesn't know.

Speaking of things my mother doesn't know, she has been asking nosy questions about Forest and I again. I'm in a bit of a quandary about that. I've been trying to be open and honest with my family about everything having to do with my life since I broke up with Jeff. I confided all the gory break-up details in my mom. I gushed at her after Forest and I started going out, and when he brought flowers, and when I kicked him in the head. I brought him to meet my family on our *second* date. Very early in the process.

So do I continue the trend of honesty, and casually say "Yeah, mom. We're having astronomically great sex. Last night we...."

Where do you draw the line there? I think I would be more comfortable if the veil stayed put on this one. I don't want to talk about my sex life with my mother. I don't want to hear about hers, either. Hell, I don't talk about my sex life with ANYONE, really. Just Forest. I consider it to be private, personal, and I can't think why anyone else would need to know these things.

Oh! Now Jane is listening to John Denver's Rocky Mountain Collection I can get behind this, too. I love John Denver. As a matter of fact, I have this album at home.

Tonight Forest, his dad, his brother, his sister and I are going to see the new James Bond movie. Apparently this is a family tradition of sorts, and everyone is anxiously looking forward to it. I'm sure it will be great fun, as all Bond movies are. Brosnan is just yummy, anyway. Only trouble is, we really should be home cleaning our house. This week we have gotten home after 11 PM every night. We have had just enough time to pitch laundry into the machine, and rotate it each night, but there are piles of clean laundry waiting to be put away, all of Forest's stuff that we moved needs to be put away, and our bathroom needs at least a good scrub, as well as our kitchen.

Saturday doesn't look any better as far as time to clean goes... maybe we will have to resort to Sunday.

Did you know that the world's largest pig population is in China? Golly, my work is never boring, is it?