Ah, The Rock (aka Granite McQuartz). The man is funny funny funny, completely obsessed with introducing me to Joss Whedon, and just an all-around delightful person. It keeps surprising me how this relationship is so not work. Seriously, just following my normal Three Rules for living (#1: Pay attention; #2: Don't be an asshole; #3: Trust your instincts) seem to be working pretty well so far. I'm not having to walk through minefields and be careful not to disappoint him and choose my words carefully or any of that kind of stuff. It's refreshing and almost perplexing not to have to be on my best behavior all the time with him.
We're having a good time in Florida. His work schedule isn't as heavy as he thought it was going to be, so we're getting to spend more time together than we thought we would. And the weather is gorgeous. I met some really kind and thoughtful and interesting Ask Moxie readers, and am getting some good work done, and am not feeling guilty at all about not doing the morning bus stop run because my kids are happy and excited about being with their dad when I talk to them on the phone.
Here's something slightly perplexing: I keep getting telemarketing voicemails on my mobile phone that allegedly come from actual home phone numbers (I've Googled, and one is in Flint, MI and one's in Omaha, NE) and the message is always the same that may car warranty is about to expire. As I don't have a car, this is not inciting me to action as I assume the machine calling me hopes it will.
But I'm wondering if telemarketers can hijack people's home phone numbers to be the caller ID numbers on your phone? That's upsetting, if it's true. I'm not about to call the numbers to see what happens when I do, so I guess I'll just live in ignorance.
How are you guys? Oh, I didn't get to watch AI last night (we were watching the movie Serenity). And who got eliminated on DWTS?