I'm too cool to blog

Ok, I'm NOT too cool to blog. I'm not to cool for anything for that matter. Never was, either. Not even in my young chick years. Which are, unfortunately, long gone.

I'm just very busy again and the paperwork and the whiny, demanding students have taken over my world and every surface on my desk (the paper, not the students). Therefore, for the time being I am forced to actually get stuff done around here, which is a bummer. Coffee consumption, personal hallway conversations with coworkers as well as hours spent blogging and sitting back in my chair with my feet up on the hard drive staring out the window are down considerably from just a week ago. Alarmingly so.

At left is a little quilt designed and stitched by a wonderful friend and coworker, Stacy. It is much nicer than this scan but I have to take it out of the frame to scan it properly and as you know, I'm kinda busy. It's entitled "Coffee Queen" and it's supposed to be me with a big grandma-sized cup o' coffee. If you look closely you can see the tendrils of the coffee aroma wafting up to my face. As you can see, my coworkers don't think much of my hairstyle or lack of it. The depiction, however, is quite accurate. The hair that is. But I love this quilt and my dear friend who made it. She is an artist, or better yet, an artiste. I always tell her that if I had her talent I'd be famous and more obnoxious than Donatella Versace, designing only for the stars and maybe royalty. Maybe. If I can stand having them around for fittings and such. And if they don't wear those silly little hats.

My friend makes quilts that are breathtakingly beautiful and poetic. It is hard for people like myself, cool yet untalented, to understand how a person like my friend gets her ideas, picks the different colors and prints of fabrics and then makes such incredible works of art! If you want to take a look, here's the link: http://stacywest.com/ You won't regret the trip.

But the REAL Coffee Queen is my friend Stacy, not me. She makes the best coffee and stocks up on those delicious and sinful creamers like Irish Cream and Hazelnut Vanilla, and what have you. She comes by my door every day with a huge smile and an offer of a cup o'java and her sweet friendship. She is a patient listener, a good friend, she gives the best advice ever, and when she doesn't know how to help she offers the best of the best: a big hug.

To all my loyal readers (and you know who you are, all three of you), Enjoy what's left of Wednesday. You are all in my heart and thoughts. I'll write something again when I get 5 minutes of peace at the office. And as my other good office buddy says: "Hasta" (Short for "Hasta la vista, Baby" but we're too lazy to say the whole thing.)!!!