Something to write about

It feast or famine, it seems, when it comes to things to write about. I was running a little short on ideas and time today, so I tried to get Margaret to write an entry for me but she said, "I don't know what to write." I know the feeling. We decided that after a long day in school she needed a snack. First we stopped by Richie's desk, who quickly commented on Margaret's giant, new front choppers. For some reason this embarrassed her. To make up for her embarrassment she threatened to bite off my nose. Riche quipped that it was lucky she had those two big choppers so she could. A trip to the snack machine found Margaret in possession of a Rice Krispie treat. We stopped by Lynn's office so Margaret could tell Lynn, "If you give a kid a Rice Krispie treat then she'll ask you for a drink ... ." We laughed at her interpretation of the children's book "If you give a moose a muffin." "Now turn around and do your work," Margaret commanded as she turned Lynn in her chair to face her computer. Indeed! I took her advice and did some work of my own. Later the afternoon dissolved into silliness when her favorite copy editor came down and gave her one look. She melted into pool of giggles that could only be heard half way across the office. Margaret always enjoys coming to work me with ... I can only wonder why.