An e-mail exchange today with my sister, the former JMo.

AmyMo: So HR lady just asked me how late I was here today. I told her, “as late as I need to be.” She said, “okay, because I’ve got a few more things here to wrap up and I should have some kind of ‘going forward’ information for you by the end of the day.” I have no idea what that means or if it was just her vague, HR way of trying to tell me that yes, this is finally going to happen.

JMo: Could they drag this on any longer for you? Come on already. If you hear something this week we are so going out for a celebration dinner on Friday night.

AmyMo: I know, I’m starting to feel a bit like a piece of silly putty that just keeps getting stretched and stretched and now I’m just this thin little thread of putty, all sagging and pitiful and likely to snap at any minute.

JMo: Maybe they are taking so long because they are planning you a big celebration party and they are trying to hire Snoop Dogg to perform and he is being stubborn about the price so they are waiting to book him.

AmyMo: That. Is the FUNNIEST thing I have ever read. AHAHAHAHAHA! I just completely busted up laughing at my desk. You’re fabulous, JMo.

JMo: Drop it like it’s HOT!!