Ok, so this is my first What I meant to say Wednesday. Before I delve into that joy, I have to give you the story behind this.
I helped with the Upward program at our church this year. It was our first year, and I really enjoyed helping out as much as I could. I refereed the little kids (who were so freaking cute) and volunteered to help with the celebration. I found out my good friend's baby shower would be the same Saturday, so instead of helping at the celebration, I made the slide show for it. At the meeting last Monday, we decided to have a 35-45 minute slideshow run continuously in the background. I got some pictures, accepted my assingment and went home. Many complications and frustrations later, I couldn't get the DVD to burn. So, I burned the pictures onto one dvd and the music onto a cd.
I took them to church and explained that the pictures needed to be played as a slideshow and the music could be played in the background (because it went with the pictures).
Youth Director: Oh. Well that's ok. I'll just play the picture slideshow and my own music on the boom box. That's what I was going to do anyway.
Me: Ok, good luck.
WIMTS: ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!! I spent 2 hours just picking out the music alone! and you didn't even want to use it? I stayed up until 2am trying to make this thing work and all I could have done was give you the pictures?!?!?! **Stomp and pout on the way out.**
Me to Sick Co-worker: You should really go ahead and go home.
Sick co-worker: What, you don't want me getting you sick?
Me: Aww, no. I just want you to start feeling better.
WIMTS: YES! If I get sick I will personally blame you. Life is hectic enough with a two-year old, 3 month old and a hubby with allergies. Add a sick me ontop of that, and I'm coming after you. So take your coughing sneezing butt home and go lay on the couch. But I really do want you to feel better...