This wouldn't happen if I had a private office. With a kitchenette.

I brought a glass measuring cup into work and put it in the kitchen, next to my coffee maker (the company does not give us coffee, so every available kitchen-like space has people's private coffeepots and stashes of java.) It's gone. Like so many other things that go into the kitchen, it has sprouted legs and walked away. Well, some items don't walk away, then only partially disappear. The last time I put a bottle of sparkling water in the fridge, half of it had been consumed by the kitchen gremlins when I removed it at lunch. People can leave their purses and wallets unattended without issue, but leave a sandwich in the fridge and you could be in for a bad shock. The flavor balance of my chai latte is off because I had to eye-ball the amounts of chai and milk. I drink decaf chai tea because it's supposed to keep me less strung than my coffee, but if my jerk-hole coworkers don't stop taking my stuff from the kitchen, I will go postal, "soothing red tea and honey" or not.


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    Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.

    The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.

    Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."

    Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.

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