A cute what?

Whew. I'm home. It feels like I've been away from my family and my beloved blogs forever.

That's because at this meeting, the tech support people stole my laptop, and didn't give it back to me until late Thursday, and by then I was so tired I could barely remember how to open it, let alone write anything that made sense.

A good time was had by at least a dozen at this meeting. I got my Corporate Cliche tank filled up again, that's always super cool. One of the guys doing lots of the talking likes to say "from that perspective." A lot. Like in every sentence. I'll try it here.

I'm glad to be home, from that perspective. My kids missed me from that perspective. I missed them, from my perspective. Where do we stand today? Well, from my perspective I think we're on the right path, as long as we keep focused on what our primary goals are, from that perspective.

See? It's awesome.

The real highlight of the meeting came on Wednesday afternoon. Our company's executive committee, entirely from Europe, came to address the group. Each member told a story, shared a laugh, and answered some canned questions. English isn't their first language (they range from Eyetalian to Fronch to Belgian and I think we had a German up there, too).

Our Head Guy, CEO type guy, is Belgian. He shared his vision for the company, and then during the Q&A portion got super personal. Here's a little snippet of what he said:

I vas a surjeekahl veterinarienne by trade, so zer are a lot of aneemals at me house, yes? My fazzer had canserre, and zees causes mee to take a special interest in medeecinz. Alzo my fazzer died of acute, acute vazeena...

You know what? I didn't know a man could die of a cute vagina! I had no idea. Poor guy. Must be a Belgian disease.

Then I flew home. Yay. Good to be back among the insanity, although it was good to sleep for four straight nights, too.

- H