1) What in the world is that on your…?
On Wednesday, I walked into an office shared by three of my co-workers. One of them had something black on her forehead — it wasn’t a huge smear, but it was obvious enough that I noticed. I didn’t say anything, though. I figured if she was sitting in a room with two other people, one of them must have already said something to her or asked about it.
I forgot about it until the next morning. I was reading the paper on the Metro and saw a photo of a child that was taken the day before — the girl had the same black smear on her forehead. That’s when it all came together and I thought, “Yes, of course. Ash Wednesday.”
According to Wikipedia:
Ash Wednesday is a day of repentance and it marks the beginning of Lent. Ashes were used in ancient times, according to the Bible, to express mourning. Dusting oneself with ashes was the penitent’s way of expressing sorrow for sins and faults.
2) Yes, they know
Last September, I mentioned that a quote from my blog was featured in a free local newspaper. At the time, I said I assumed some of my co-workers must know about my blog, since I have an unusual name and I’ve been quoted in the paper a few times, but nobody has ever said anything.
Fast forward to a few days ago. A female co-worker noticed that I use Twitter to update my Facebook status. (This is a cool feature. If I update Twitter, it automatically adds my status update to my Facebook page, too. Gotta love multi-tasking.) She recently started using Twitter, too, so she asked for my username.
Problem: I don’t have a link to my blog on Facebook, but it is linked from Twitter. But I figured, what the heck. She’s a friend, and I don’t care if she knows about my blog — we’ve been working together now for close to two years. So I told her. And she responded, “I already know about your blog.”
And I’m all like, “I knew it! I knew people here must be reading and I just didn’t know! How did you find it?” And of course she didn’t remember how she found out because she’s known about it for sooooo long already. Like a year or something.
Note to self: must remember this the next time I decide to talk about work.
3) This weekend
My new dresser is being delivered early tomorrow morning, and then I’m driving to Richmond. I’ll hang out with my mom and two sisters in the afternoon, and then with friends that night. The trip I made last month was pretty short, so I’m glad I’ll get a chance to hang out with so many people I care about.
Happy weekend, everyone!