St. Valentine’s Day Monkey Business

One of my coworkers, who can be a bit gloomy at times, kept his birthday under wraps earlier last month. I can’t say much on that: I did the same thing. I’m not one to make much of my birthday: something quiet with the family and going out to eat is fine with me. On top of that, he turned 50, so I can understand not wanting his desk decked out in skeletons, under the hill jokes and black balloons.

Anyway, his wife found out that he escaped embarrassment and decided to pay his desk a visit. Just about every day, we go for a power walk or hit the nearby Costco if the weather is bad. It’s an opportunity to get up and move after sitting for 4hrs straight. While we were out, she came and decked his desk out with 50 monkeys. There were stuffed monkeys, barrel-o-monkeys, chattering monkeys, screeching monkeys, a monkey with creepy glowing eyes, even a gigantic “Monkey Love” balloon with two monkeys’ tails making a heart. I stalled us at Costco just long enough for her to get into the building, set up all the monkey business, and jet out. I was also given a digital camera to get pictures of his face as soon as he saw the huge balloon.

I tanked the kiddos, and decided to order a pizza while D took a moment to relax and get a shower. She had a somewhat discouraging day at work, and I was only too happy to give her some space to come down off her day. The pizza came in the shape of a heart – very cute.

Amelisa decided to go out to the movies with her boyfriend to see Jumper, so she ditched our static night. Not that I blame her: it IS after all Valentines' Day. That decision reminded me of my time as a Theater Manager. I can’t say I miss working at the theaters on a day like today. Valentines’ Day was one of the worst days of the year. Guys are trying way too hard to make the evening perfect. If there was even the slightest thing wrong with anything, you get this testosterone-fed alpha male monkey syndrome as the guy pushes up in front of his woman, trying to impress her. I do miss certain aspects of the theater life, but definitely not that one.

After the kiddos were put to bed, we went to Beadeaux and Qulun Dome to farm Sapphire Quadav in the hopes of getting water scrolls. The drop rates on those things are beyond ridiculous: two hours and not a singe water scroll dropped. I logged out in Sky in hopes of getting in on the end of Friday’s hunt.

Tomorrow is the last day before a 3-day weekend. Yipee! I get off work early and I’m hoping to get on in time for sky. Later, there’s gonna be a Rostrum Pumps run (v2.2, as it keeps getting pushed back by other linkshells…) and a late Fafnir hunt (read: Moat Carp fishing time).