I'm sitting at work (supposed to be working) and I say to my boss....I got some new Hostas on Tuesday night. He says Oh Yah, I just put three garbage bags out to the curb and stuck a sign on them that said FREE.

I leap from my chair, glare over my cubicle wall at him and said in a stern tone of voice "YOU WHAT" with hands on my hips!!!!" I think I actually had smoke coming out of my ears. Okay breath Tracy breath, hyperventilating here.

His comeback and lucky for him.....there only plain green and in his defense he did say he new that I wouldn't have wanted them because I'm into all the pretty fancy ones and he knew that I already had my share of green.

ROFLOLPMP....it was quite the tense situation there for a few minutes. So he has strict orders that if he has anything fancy thats going THERE MINE or off with his head!!!!

I'm not addicted....really I'm not! Can anyone relate? What was that feeling that came over me????

Back to work I go.........