the boys.

today i am thankful for brian, ryne, and roy. also chad and tyler, who were recently adopted into our little work family (aka, new hires).

family picture circa july 2011

(looking at a picture that brian drew me)

me: "...is that a pirate?"

brian: "IT'S A NINJA TURTLE."

....they can be a tad sensitive, but i love them all.

please visit here for perhaps my favorite moment with them.

the boys are having an extremely in depth conversation about whether Roy should get an iPhone or an Android.

Brian thinks Apple is going to putz now that Steve Jobs is gone. he also thinks that Google will eventually take over the world. Ryne loves his Droid, and Roy isn't sure if he wants to conform to the controlled way that Apple wants us to experience technology.



and i have learned that i'm a little sassy before 730 am.



sorry, boys.

boss-man

sparty: "i thought you weren't gonna be here this afternoon?"

whitney: "well, long story short--"

sparty: "don't say it like that! it makes me not want to listen."

yikes.

roy: "did you know that smiling is a cure for cancer?"

brian: "yeah? well so is rubbing peanut butter over your eyelids before you go to bed."

......somebody's sassy this morning.

dogs vs. humans

brian once had a dog named alex.

i once dated a boy named alex.

brian decided that because of this, our stories can get a bit confusing.

obviously.

so he drew a nice little diagram to help clear up the difference.

shop talk

brian: "okay so i had this idea. where you play quidditch, in a POOL. and you release a GOLDFISH as the golden snitch!"

roy: "you know people actually play quidditch, right?"

brian: "yeah but those guys are dorks."

(......THOSE guys are dorks?)

um... chore wars?

i left work for ten minutes. TEN MINUTES, people. (diet coke run. necessary.)

and in that short window of time, the boys stumbledupon a new game.

game? can you even call it a game?

Chore Wars.

this should probably be the part where i explain to you what Chore Wars is.

except i stopped listening to the boys trying to explain it to me and instead wrote down everything they said in a span of five minutes of playing their game.

AHEM. i mean, adventure.

brian: "rahboo, you are now an apprentice."
ryne: "wait, why am i a hunter now?"
brian: "rahboo... rahboo..."
ryne: "how do we determine who is a paladin and who is a shaman?"
brian: "k the newest adventures... intelligence, HA."
ryne: "i don't see it!"
brian: "...treasure? ...wandering monsters. haha. hahaha."

roy: "what's the adventure? i'm an impatient person."

brian: "go my brethren! oh, crap. i didn't specify the treasure."
roy: "i'm confused!"
brian: "jenny are you joining us in our quest? WHAT! RAHBOO, you did NOT finish that!"
ryne: "i'm killing a monster right now."
roy: "i'm confused!"
brian: "it said that you claimed it, you have it."
ryne: "wait! why did you get it? brian! brian! you didn't get it."
brian: "yes but rahboo claimed it."
roy: "i'm confused!"
brian: "you are NOT a paladin that's a DEAD person!"
roy: "i DON'T WANT TO BE A SHAMAN."
ryne: "rahboo is a liar."
brian: "YOU'RE THE LIAR."
roy: "i'm a henchman now!"
roy: "i have the wand of Sparty and two gold pieces! ...can I use the wand of Sparty?" (Sparty is our boss, by the way.)
roy: "kiss the snake??"
brian: "nooo you have to CHARM the snake."
roy: "that's DISGUSTING brian!"
brian: "ryne might do it."
ryne: "THE QUEST ISN'T OVER, PEOPLE."

what the heck.

"jenny this is OUR GAME. either JOIN US.... or DON'T."

(next time-- ryne: "ohmyGOSHbrian. have you ever seen PurePWNage?")

family photo

how to take a successful work-family photo when you are the only girl in a group of rambunctious boys who make a daily effort to get any reaction possible out of you by incessant teasing, pretend ignoring and/or constant grilling for details about your dating life.

sometimes you just gotta take what you can get.

♥