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Dear Emily,

This post is dedicated to you - - and only you!! I am proud that you are one of my work children. I love you!!! You are one awesome cookie!!!

















And just one more thing!!!!! YOU'RE SO VAIN, YOU PROBABLY THINK THIS BLOG IS ABOUT YOU!!! Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee!! I'm laughing out loud - cuz you make me do it!!!






OK - so after I write this, she writes one of the sweetest things in the land about me!!! She made me really teary and weepy because of how sweet she was to me. So, let me just tell you a little more about Miss Emily. She walked into my life one day wanting to test to be a dispatcher. She was the adorable firecracker of a blonde who had the biggest of smiles that I had ever seen. She took that horrible, awful video test and what she didn't know was her husband (a police officer) was pacing around outside wanting to know how she was doing in there. In fact, Patti called her husband as soon as we knew she passed so he knew before she did.

Miss Emily has an amazing gift for design, creation and craftiness (and not the sly mustacioed Snidley Whiplash craftiness, by any means). She makes her own purses and other things. For my birthday, she made me the most adorable little fold up contraption. She intended for me to put all my little keepsakes that I gathered in France in it. Well, that is where they are. I sneaked my hotel room keys, my tickets to the Eiffel Tower, my tickets to the Louvre, tickets for the train and metro and every other little ticket stub and paper I could imagine is all tucked away in this adorable little ribboned clutch.

We had a Christmas contest where people decorated windows. Emily won with her adorable elf design where people could write sweet things to their co-workers. It was because of her talent here, that I asked her to decorate a window again to boost morale in the office and have a little contest. Employees were asked to bring in baby photos of themselves, so people could decide which baby was which. It was an adorable project.

So, I have to say, my little girl (my dispatchers are my work kids - and the ones that I was their training coordinator have special places in my heart - which Emily is one) has made my life a little more sunny just by bringing that firecracker of a blonde with the big smile in one day to try and get a job!! I <3 you little missy!!

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  1. She rocks doesn't she. Did u see my cute blog she did for me. She is just a bundle of talent that lady!
    PS. that blue picture still scares me.

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