What do Albert, Hank Hill and I have in common?

my mom? hahah- good guess.
most of you know that i'm a child of divorce. not just any divorce, but a big, ugly hate-filled divorce that got going when i was a scant 4 years old- so my dad wasn't around much most of my life. that's all to say that there are certain things about my dad i really don't know much about. so this weekend, we were hanging out and I was all like, "so, do grandma or grandpa have green eyes- cause I don't know anyone on momma's side who do?" and to my great surprise- he's like "well, sometimes I do." now this is weird- cause my mom and sister look a lot alike and have the same eyes, and I thought my dad had the same eyes as my sister- I swear most of the time they are pretty much blue. but apparently they change color- from blue- to green- to grey. this may seem boring and stupid- but it's important because that's how my eyes work. most of the time my eyes are green and sometimes they are blue and sometimes (my sister swears this up and down) they are grey. this is weird because seriously NO ONE else in my family that I know has eyes that change color or that are even green at all- so to find out- at age 24- that your dad has the very same eyes- is kind of weird. i mean it's cottin pickin obvious (and annoying) that i have his rather imposing forehead- but never did i think that i had his eyes. hummm. (I'll add to this that when Jessica read this post she commented that my forehead DOES have a slight slope- which is her nice way of saying it has an obvious and annoying slope that makes her want to vomit!)
on to funnier things. my bosses are stinking hilarious and awesome in every way. today i was hanging out with boss #2- who is new and cool and closer to my age. we were talking about how bill clinton's handwriting is kind of girly (which is true) and I was saying that this is no surprise to me seeing as he shakes hands like a girl. I went on to explain that i've had the pleasure of shaking the good former president's hand twice and both were perfect disappointments of limp-horror-handshakeness. kind of like trying desperately to hold on to a wet noodle. imagine it. then throw up. so yeah- i was telling all of this to boss #2 in gruesome and hilarious detail and we were laughing it up when boss #1 (uh- the head of special collections- oops) comes walking in to investigate what all the laughing is about. well- i quickly repeat all of the details which he enjoys fully and then boss #2 adds to the mix by telling about the king of the hill episode in which hank joyfully lines up to meet and shake the hand of George W. and is horribly disappointed to find that he too has a limp handshake. hahahah. He goes "Peggy, I can't believe the President doesn't know how to shake a man's hand" or something of the like....anyway- so turns out BOTH bosses watch King of the Hill. could it get any better? man I am one lucky girl. whewie. it's true. and yes amber- i know i'm a name dropper. but i can drop hank hill and bill clinton in one post- that ain't bad eh?
speaking of- i best get to work filing for the stars...