Monday, December 28, 2009
Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities crept in -- forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it well and serenely, and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old mistakes and nonsense.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
When we were little, my cousins, brother, and I would swap food at the kiddie table around the holidays. Fortunately for us, we all hated different things.
It went something like this: "Sarah, if you eat my sauerkraut, I'll eat your pork." "Awesome" "Mike, I'll eat your peas if you drink my milk." "Take my icky peas!!" "Hurry up, they're coming" Then the adults would walk by and comment on how quickly we ate and how we did a good job... and we'd snicker knowing that we had cheated and this time we weren't going to be sent to our rooms without dessert.
I hope I'm not ruining this strategy for any other kids out there! You know it's not every day that the kids get to sit at the kiddie table and plan to take over the world..............mwahahahah!
The other day I burned myself on a cookie sheet. Wasn't serious, just a small red mark on my wrist. Then today I am reaching into the bathroom for something and I grab the doorway and get a splinter in my thumb. From smooth door trim! Aaaaahhhh... Come on.... The dropping things and burning myself, that really could just be me being clumsy, but the splinter?! Something isn't right in my world. I think I'm going to wait this thing out in my room under my covers where I am nice and safe....
Monday, November 16, 2009
I dropped my phone in the dog water bowl. Argh! I was cleaning something on the kitchen counter and bumped my phone which was sitting on the counter - and ever so conveniently - directly above the water dish. I knew I had to act quickly or the dye would release and void my warranty. Too late... the red dye was already released. Crap! I'm so mad at myself. I know it was a mistake, but what is it with me that I am always making them? Gah! It's not like I'm completely careless... I even had a rule for my new phone: I am not allowed to answer it while I'm in the bathtub. How can my being careful not be good enough? It's like I am destined to destroy things...
Phone drop in water #1, phone still working...
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
I believe that we do not do enough for our vets. As people are well aware, they have risked a lot. There has to be a better way to say thank you... I'm just not sure how you thank someone for putting you before themselves. The words just seem to fall short. I buy a poppy almost every year, but a few dollars of a donation doesn't seem like enough either.
My father is a vet and this year I hope to convince him to eat at a local restaurant where vets eat free. Of course he has to go off on a tangent about how his proof of service has very personal information on it and he would prefer not to show the information, and even when they say a picture in your uniform is enough, he says that it can be photoshopped and anyone can pretend they were in the service.
Anyways, until I think of a better way to say thanks.... Thank You!
PS... To the injured and friends & families of the fallen at Fort Hood: Please accept my condolences!!!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
In case you haven't heard, Bill Cosby won the Mark Twain award for humor yesterday. I am so happy for him!! I think it is well deserved because Mr. Cosby is a very talented man, in my opinion. What is amazing to me about him is that he can just make a face and make me fall apart with laughter. Not too many people can achieve this as far as I'm concerned. I remember watching reruns of his stand-up comedy and I would start laughing before I knew what he was going to say because I knew what was coming...something really funny! Congratulations Mr. Cosby, I think this is long overdue, but probably well worth the wait.
:) <---- Imagine his smiling face... Cos it's better when he does it!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I've always wanted a pig. I think the story Charlotte's Web helped me decide that pigs were awesome. And then I found out how incredibly smart they were and...that was it - I have a thing for really smart animals, they are so amazing and I want to own them all!! Ok, truthfully, I know my limitations and owning a bunch of animals - especially smart animals - is not a good idea for me. Heck, I have a hard time taking care of myself and the three animals I have now. I have a dog and two rabbits. Messy rabbits. So anyway, getting back to pigs... I always thought it would be so much fun to own one until I found out how large they could become and how it would not be fair to them to keep them in a small house or a small yard. But now, they have MICRO pigs... and I'm waiting!!!! They are not available in the US yet.... Not 100% that I would get one, but it's fun to dream. I would at least want to see them up close and hold one. They get to anywhere from 45lbs to 65lbs, which is pretty big and a bit heavy to carry around. I really hope people do their research and treat these new pets well. I know I'll do my research when they come to the states. I don't think I'll have the resources to own one for a while, but maybe someday...
Oh, here's the link to the Micro Pigs:
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
How about the smell of those face makeup sticks? From what I remember they had a very distinct smell. I always liked when my mom had to paint my face to go with my costume because I liked the smell of them. I know...weird... Oh well, I never claimed normalcy. Well, I haven't smelled those sticks in a very long time. This year I think I'll find a painted trick or treater and get a good whiff. Ha, that's a little creepy... Maybe I'll just stick to the faint leftover memory of the smell.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I have a Samsung Behold and I love it. I was trying to hold off for an iPhone but the problems with my old phone were getting rather annoying. I decided to go for a lower end smart phone, but a nice one. Low end? This is pretty neat for low end. I have a 5 mp camera, an mp3 player, and an awesome touch screen keypad that will even work with the tips of my fairly short fingernails. Now, all I need is the data plan that comes with it. I am trying my best to live within my means. It's tough, but I understand the true meaning of earning everything I have. I think it helps to appreciate those things a little more than I would if I have just been given everything. And I really appreciate my phone. It is such an upgrade from my old phone. I love that I can have my touch screen for a decent price and can move to the data plan when I am ready. This phone is a perfect fit for me. I would recommend this phone to The Pope!
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Things will not always turn out as you expect them to, but have faith that things will be ok.
You have to first of all, trust yourself. Trust that you can accomplish what you want to. Trust that you can be who you want to be.
Then trust others. Trust that most people are not out to bring you harm. Trust that some people are simply not thinking about you - as you are probably not thinking about them. Trust that others are truly thinking about you even if it doesn't seem possible.
Just have faith. Okay?
I have faith that this strange post makes perfect sense to you... :)
Friday, September 11, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Where am I? I have a dog? Why is this alarm going off? Oh, I probably have to work today...
And you know what? I am grateful for this momentary amnesia. It helps me appreciate everything I have. When I wake up... I am always somewhere safe. I have a dog! I have an alarm to wake me up and get me to work on time. I can hear my mom yelling at me to get up, and I'm grateful because I have a mother that doesn't want me to be late for work. As things start becoming clear to me I smile because I know that I am in a good place.
Then I bury my head back into my pillow wishing I could go back to sleep, but that happens every morning... haha!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
In fear of sounding really psychotic, I'm going to write about it anyway.
I can't touch certain "rough" fabrics without getting goosebumps. Microfiber feels gross to me. It sticks on the dry parts of my hands and it just doesn't feel right. Sandpaper and anything that looks or feels like sandpaper is off limits. I can't sand anything without feeling really crappy and getting major goosebumps. I used to beg other students in wood shop or art class to sand my projects for me. I know other people have similar issues (like my aunt who can't touch suede), but mine gets worse. I can't file my nails. Unless I have ear plugs and I close my eyes. Even seeing my nails being filed with no noise - somehow I still feel it. The chills go straight to the top of my head! And if you think that's bad... how about eating potato chips? Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the sandpaper feel on my teeth that it just isn't worth eating them at all! I like the taste, but not the feel. Ha. So weird...
Just thought I'd share. Those are my "nails on a chalkboard"... oh, I forgot that's one of the worst! I have to cover my ears during that scene in Better Off Dead... HORRRRRIBLE!!!!!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I found this interesting article, but there still seems to be no data as to why or how emotions are evoked from specific colors.
Perhaps whenever I was sick in school they sent me to a nurses station which had orange chairs and green carpeting... bleh.... perhaps it is just an association and maybe new associations can be formed...?
I should conduct my own experiments and see if I can somehow surpass my sickly feelings when seeing certain color combinations.
Maybe I can extend my experiments to my little cousins... "do you like this color?" "how does it make you feel?" "why does it make you feel like that?" "does it remind you of something?" "like a big yellow cartoon character?? - is that why it makes you feel happy???" - Ok, not sure I will get too far on that one... but it's still interesting.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
As I am laying them out I notice this big clump of something... what the heck is it?! It looked like a birds nest made of material. I get closer so I can really see it without touching it and I realize that it is material from the shirts I am pulling out of this box. Hmmm... how is that possible? I look closer at the shirts... yup... it's from them. There's a nice hole in almost every one of the shirts.
Then I start to get nervous... Is there something in the box I am pulling these out of? There doesn't appear to be anything in the wad of material, but I'm not too sure yet. I grab a hangar and push the wad to the floor nothing falls out of it. I guess that's good. I tip the box and cautiously pull out my formal bridesmaid dress that I spent a bit of money on to only wear once and keep in storage. Well, thankfully no holes in it, but there are stains.... GREAT! Now I can't sell it on craigslist. I guess it was not going to go on craigslist anytime soon... BUT... I now have to see if I can get it drycleaned so that perhaps someday I can post it on craigslist... -- and the listing will read -- pretty blue formal dress, worn once, housed a few mice and was peed on in a few spots, was dry cleaned, so no big deal, you will probably only wear it once and keep it in storage anyway.
Ok, getting back to the box. I pull the dress out and freak out about the stains and then I carefully peek in the box. Granted I am not afraid of mice -- no, really, I'm not, I had them as pets as a kid -- I wanted to make sure that whatever mice where in the box were not rabid and were not going to jump on me and give me reason to have a rabies shot for the second time in my life ((another story for another time)).
Ok, all that suspense for nothing! I guess that's good. No more rabies shots for me - they really hurt by the way. Nothing but mouse poo... ew!
To top off my lovely story the storage company will not reimburse me. But they can give me some traps if I stop in the office. You know what?! NO!! I'm not going to put mouse traps in my storage unit so that I my clothes can then smell of dead mice. And I'm not going to get rid of the bodies myself. And I'm not going to kill the poor little mice that so innocently ruined my things. I guess it's time to find another storage unit.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
It's your birthday. I hope you are having a good day. Remember that time we surprised you by having your birthday party a week early? That was fun. I think you thought something was up, but you weren't absolutely sure. And you always know when something is up. Kind of like how you guess the ending to all of the movies we watch...haha. I think you were wearing your flying monkeys shirt that day...which made me chuckle because it so fit the day. "Don't make me get my flying monkeys" ...it's my birthday party and you'd better not tick me off! You should wear that shirt every birthday... except that it makes me think of those ugly things and they scare me... I digress... Back to your birthday. Do you feel any older than yesterday? I always try to think about weird things like that. How old do I really feel? Did I feel the same way when I was 12 years old as I do now? I know I've had to change my perspective at some point, but when exactly? Will I feel even different at 30, 50, or 70 than I do now? Will I feel that I've spent my time wisely? Will I feel any wiser than I was years before? Then I start to think, why think about all of this? It's my birthday and I just want to have fun! So tonight I hope you have fun! Don't think too much about how old --er young-- you are and try to have a great time.
Love you Mom!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Cancer Sucks! I admire your courage and strength as you go through this difficult time. When my brother was little he once asked my mom why we are here and she answered, “to love each other as much as we can.” It looks like you and your family are doing just that. I have lost some friends and famiy to cancer and I vow to keep loving those around me as much as I can. Oh, and did I already mention CANCER SUCKS!
((I spelled family wrong, but I'm sure fatty won't mind))
(((a correction from my mother: my brother asked, "why are we here if we are just going to die anyway?"...double oops!)))
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Sorry that fit was sparked by a blog that my mother keeps reading and that I am trying to avoid reading but I can't... http://www.fatcyclist.com/
That's all, you can go back to what you were doing now.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
here's the interesting link to my past...
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Yes, someone burned popcorn in the office today... and NO it wasn't me! It was some other poor person who tried unsuccessfully to follow the time on the package instead of listening to the pops.
Now my hair's gonna smell like burned popcorn... I love how my hair picks up whatever scent is in the air... The time it smelled of burnt bagels I wanted to cut it all off!! That doesn't make for a pleasant purfume. Take my word for it. <--- does anyone else think of Reading Rainbow whenever anybody says this?? LOL!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
I am thankful that I live in a country where I can freely write how I feel. Where I have a choice. Where I am not fearful of losing my freedoms or my rights. Where I have the privilege to not have to worry about my freedoms or my rights. Where I have great opportunity for higher education. Where I have full access to a wealth of information from many resources. Where I am protected from crime, scams, and fraud. Where I am free to watch, read, or listen to whatever I choose. I am so thankful today. I am glad that America is independent and I am proud of how far we have come as a nation.
To show my appreciation, I will continue to educate myself, to listen, to vote, and to exercise my freedoms. Thanks.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I am sad that Michael Jackson has died. I think he was quite the icon in the 80s. I remember the California Raisins performing his songs on the tv show. Ok, I was fairly young for MJ, but I still remember. I had the Moonwalk movie and my brother and I watched it over and over and over.... and over... we tend to do that if we like something. I have to be honest and say that I mourned the loss of MJ a while ago - or at least my idea of who he really was. My idea of what he was based on the songs he sang. I'm not sure about what happened with him, but I have my suspicions that he was trying to be something he was not. That saddened me a long time ago. Today I am shocked that his complete fate is here, but we will always have his music - and his Moonwalk video... somewhere...
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Great, now I have the song stuck in my head...... WE don't need aNOTHER HEro...
Oh well, it's a good song.
If you haven't seen these movies, you don't have to see them... they are weird... haha.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I Am Sam
We Are Marshall
It seems to me that the saddest movies can be among the best movies, but I honestly don't like bawling my eyes out... But for the story sometimes it's just worth it.
Movies I have yet to be brave enough to watch:
Marley & Me
Thursday, June 18, 2009
So here goes...
My dad is a very laid back guy. He is very patient and easy going. You can talk to him about anything and doesn't wince when you tell him something that you know he doesn't want to hear about. He is very open and honest and will tell you like it is. He doesn't always agree with how it is and he will tell you that you can change it. He is a very good therapist. He has a calming voice and can talk you down from almost anything. He is persuasive and yet supportive. Sometimes my dad appears to be in his own world and we joke about that...but for how busy he is, I suppose that he has a lot on his mind. My dad may seem really slow paced sometimes, but for how fast paced everything is around us, sometimes it helps the rest of us to take it easy. Other times I think it can drive us nuts...haha. My dad is very protective of his family. He makes sure that we have what we need. He is always buying things for my brother and me and rarely expects us to pay him back... we usually do though. My dad is a strong person and has been through a lot. He has worked his way up the ladder in his career and has really proven himself to be a good employee and a fantastic manager.
Here's to my dad: A family man, a career man, a trekkie, a star wars nut, a video gammer, a computer nerd, a Dr. Evil impersonator, a Homer Simpson enthusiast, a therapist, a military veteran, a funny man, a grumpy man, a sensible man, a caring man, a Chris Farley fan, a weird man, a patient man, a movie buff.......................
He is MANY more things to me, but I don't know that you want me to list everything.... do you? And I'm not talking to you...dad!
Happy Fathers' Day Dad!!! I hope this Sunday is a nice one!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Sometimes I come to a point where I realize that things are out of my control and that's when I start to relax. I like that I can't control everything. I like not feeling totally responsible for everything. Sometimes I can't help the situation at hand and so I just deal with it.
In my opinion, the sooner you realize that you cannot completely control your life or the things in it, the sooner you will relax more and just try your best to go with the flow. I also think that letting go of control of things in your life is one of the hardest things to do...
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
- Take a hot bath
- Drink hot decaffinated tea
- Take deep breaths
- Read a magazine or book that appeals to you
- Watch a movie...whatever genre you are in the mood for
- Pamper yourself...do something for you
- Take a long drive and listen to your favorite music
- Take a walk and just observe your surroundings
- Write stuff down to get it out of your head
- Visit with family or friends if you are in the mood for company
- Work out - get your butt to the gym
That's it... hope it works!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
I think that these hate group members need to look in a mirror and seriously ask themselves why they have the capacity to hate someone that deeply... why they hold onto anger... why they negatively stereotype groups of people... and most importantly why they need other people to join them in their nonsense... That's what it is, it's nonsense... I don't care what they say their reasons are... NONsense!
I'm sorry for anyone who has been hurt by this absolute NONSENSE... It's awful.
Oh, what if I find a few other half emptiers and we put it all together in one big pitcher? Then we'd have NOTHING to discuss! Probably because we drank it all....haha.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Recently my gramma promised to show me how to make periogi's... I have to take her up on her word real soon!
favorite quote from my gramma:
me: where are you going?
gramma: crazy, want to come...
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Things I fear:
*Being stuck in an elevator
*Getting stuck in a cave because of falling rocks
*Drowning because I cannot reach the surface of the water
*Being locked in a small room
*Being stuck in my car if I am in an accident
*Being stuck out in the ocean with no way back to shore
*Getting lost - completely lost with no way back to civilization
*Getting stuck in a roller coaster seat because the lap bar broke
*Being stuck in an office building
Things I have freaked out about:
*I got locked in a bathroom when I was little and screamed bloody murder
*A not so nice babysitter locked me in a room when I was little because I was crying/screaming for my parents and I started to freak out and scream even louder
((prehaps these first two items are a cause of my fear...?))
*In a car accident, the hood of my car slid over my car doors so that I could not open them and I panicked (I guess I thought the windows wouldn't work either?)
*While camping I felt like there wasn't enough air in the tent and I cried
*After watching the movie Poseidon, I bawled at the end and I felt like I couldn't breathe...
*Whenever I watch people spelunking on TV, I can't breathe...
*When my seat belt locks I get panicky and work to loosen it quickly
*When the lap bar on a roller coaster takes a little longer to release than expected, I get nervous
Actions I take to minimize my fear:
*I make sure I am close to a working exit
*I make sure that I have a clear path to an exit if I can't be right beside one
*I sit in the back of the bus so I feel like I have more room
*I take the stairs as much as possible
*I sit by fans and air vents so that I feel like I have all the air in the world
*I close my eyes and imagine myself somewhere else
*When in an office I make sure I know where all the exits are and the paths to them
I think that fears can be controlled by taking actions to prevent the fear itself - avoidance to some degree. The main thing to remember is that the fear is irrational and I think that helps. I can't completely convince myself that everything is fine, but I don't get to the point where I am freaking out totally and shoving people out of my way so that I can get out. Sometimes I feel like doing that though....
One more thought... I just want to thank whoever made the MRI machines with the hole in the top and the air that blows over your face the whole time... somehow the air makes me feel like I am completely safe.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
I suppose I choose to be one... but I am not proud of it. I joke about it, but realize that I need to get the ball rolling on some things I need to do. I hate putting people off. It is never my intention...but I lose steam and when I am frustrated I tend not to do things at all. I start out strong working on something and then I hit a road block and then what do I do? Absolutely nothing! I don't even let the thought of it slip into my head. I forget about it. Convenient for me I suppose, but not so much for someone who is waiting on me to finish.
For anyone who has had to wait on me to finish something... I'm sorry. I've been working on getting better at just getting things done all at once that way I don't put it off and it's been working for the small projects. But for the big ones... Eh, I don't even want to think about it. But I will make the effort to try to finish things right away or within a reasonable amount of time.
I'm sorry to myself too... I've wanted to redesign my blog and create my own logo for some time and it's been too long. I will have to work myself into my schedule at some point. Some point after I've finished other commitments...
NECESSARY NOTE: This does not include things at work, they get done because I am really good like that. This does not include things that would need immediate attention either. This only includes things that are not a high priority, but are somewhere on my to-do list.
Friday, May 22, 2009
From all the movies I've seen, love always wins in the end. I think this is true even in real life. Love wins no matter what. Even if justice was not served in a specific case...everyone is on the side of those who were driven by love - offering more love... which in its own way is power. I guess you could argue that only power and insanity rule this world, but I think love sounds better.
Maybe I watch too many movies...
Now I can't get "The Power of Love" song out of my head.........
Now I feel like watching "Back to the Future"...........................
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
That is such a funny word... makes me laugh to say it. Haha...ha...ha...hehehe....heh...heh...ha... Rob are you laughing yet? You are such a gigglemonkey!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
1. They are very expensive
2. The phone I have now works just fine
3. The iPhone is still locked
4. By the time I buy an iPhone, they will come out with the iDo-everything-the-iPhone-doesn't
5. I have a very bad habbit of dropping cell phones into water - don't ask me how mine still works...it's been dropped into water at least 3 times!!
6. It would be a huge distraction for me and I wouldn't pay attention to you standing beside me unless you were texting me
7. I would use it to play games at night and fall asleep playing it
8. I would annoy my mom with all the cool new apps I find
9. I'd be comforming to society - ew...
10. If I missed calls, I couldn't blame it on my barely functioning - water logged phone
11. I would further annoy my mom by dragging my dad into the games and apps I find
12. Some might be more tempted to steal the phone when I leave it in the grocery cart while I go in the next row to grab something
13. I wouldn't have any use for my laptop, Zune player, car stereo, Palm Pilot, camera, GPS, or even my TV
Friday, May 15, 2009
I just want to tell you that you scared me. It was hard to see you last night. You were wearing all black and it was pouring out. You weren't in a crosswalk, or even at an intersection for that matter. I could just barely make out the light skin on your moving hands to see that there was something in front of my car on that busy street. I hope that you are safe and dry right now. Please don't do that again. I would never want the injury or death of a young man on my conscience - even if it wasn't my fault.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Let me go on to explain that not all people (specifically men) are like that. My parents just celebrated 28 years of marriage. (A big congratulations to them!!) As much as they fight and carry on, I know that they are in love and have made a life together. I cannot tell you that they are perfect, but they try to love each other as best they can. I think marriage is a lot of work, but hopefully the rewards are worth the work.
I do not know the reasons behind one being unfaithful... and even though I believe it is wrong, I understand that they may believe they have good reason for it. It may be a result of fear or anger or some other disabling thing. I find it rather sad and I still think that it just should not happen.
My advice? Don't get married if you think this will be a problem. If you don't know that it will be a problem until it is a problem, don't pretend that everything is alright. Everything is not alright.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
- Never put glow sticks in your mouth
- Always check that the toilet seat is down
- Never go near a beauty school student who has bobbie pins
- Always make sure who the person is behind the mask before you react
- Never put the end of a phone charger in your mouth while it is plugged in
- Always make sure of where the cat is before opening the dog food
- Never agree to retrieve javelins
- Always wear boots in a warehouse in winter, even if it doesn't feel that cold
- Never assume all is clear when quickly ducking into a bunk bed
- Never agree to be the front of the train while sledding
- Always make sure the horse you are touching is not touching the electric fence
- Never jump on really large boxes in order to destroy them
- Always check your pillow for stink bugs, or any bug for that matter
Why do I always have to learn the hard way?! LOL!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Question 1: Who is going to pay for this?
Question 2: Why do they need that much land?
Question 3: Will many people visit this memorial?
This story has me really upset today. As a property owner, I feel the pain. Okay, so I don't have 500 acres of land, but I still understand that these people pay taxes on their property and they have ideas and uses for their property. They never knew that a plane was going to crash on their land and cause a tragedy that needs to be remembered. I understand the need to remember, the need to create something for the families, the need to allow people to mourn the loss, but do they really need that much land to do so?
See the whole story here on Yahoo:
See the definition of Eminent Domain here:
To end on a positive note: Dress Down Day at work tomorrow!!! :) That so made my day!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
VPN Issue - she was kicked out of VPN and now she is not able to log back in.
checked logged in users and there were none to purge. no disabled accounts. checked her epass and it is fine. she says she is able to get to the internet. had her reboot and try again, still not working. sending to prod.
Add serial number of PC to sn field of ticket
Description of problem: her groupwise kept closing out on her.
landesked, reinstalled groupwise. seems ok now. she will call back if it happens again.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
My dog bite is healing quite well and it looks like there will hardly be a scar at all!
I deflected a scary dog chase and rushed my parent's pup indoors before she could run after a walker - phew!
I got a package in the mail - love getting packages!
It's one day closer to Friday!
No gym tonight... LOL!
I had a nice conversation via text message with my brother last night, he made me smile so much my dog bite hurt a little - I consider that a good hurt.
I'm trying to teach myself CSS and am starting to get the jist of it.
My dog is finally starting to listen to me - we're still working on it.
George the Cat is being extremely friendly with me lately, I guess that's good.
At work we are finishing our work with Account Management and I can see light at the end of the tunnel!
I have colored paperclips!!
I found wallpaper with an Alligator today... it's a long story, but it made me smile.
Ok, that should be enough happy for now. :)
And now it should be safe to tell you that I have a headache.......
Monday, April 20, 2009
I am so sorry.
I'm sorry you had to suffer the pain of radiation.
I'm sorry that you had to get this horrid disease at such a young age.
I'm sorry that my mother is hurting over your passing.
I'm sorry that you had to have one of the worst cancers there are.
I'm sorry that you knew your fate was coming.
I'm sorry that I did not get a chance to say goodbye.
I'm sorry for your family and your friends who are heartbroken.
I'm sorry that we will miss your smile and your charm.
I'm sorry that the company will have to live on without you.
I'm sorry that they had to have a service for you today.
I'm sorry that you were in so much pain.
I'm sorry that you had to be on oxygen.
I'm sorry that you spent your last few months fighting and not living.
I'm sorry that my mother will not get to hear your funny stories anymore.
I'm not sorry.
I'm not sorry that I met you.
I'm not sorry that you were a part of my mother's life.
I'm not sorry that the company will close for a day to remember you.
I'm not sorry that you were such a good friend to my mother.
I'm not sorry that you are now pain free.
I'm not sorry that I cried when I thought about your smile.
I'm not sorry that you left a mark on a lot of people's lives.
I'm not sorry that you will be remembered for a long time.
It is raining today. I like when it rains for someone who has passed. It feels like the earth is crying for you. It rained at my Popop's funeral a little. It just felt like the earth agreed that it lost an honorable soul. Today is no different, actually it is raining harder than it did way back in 1993. Adam, I hope that you are ok wherever you are. I hope that you can see how much you meant to everyone and how many lives you have touched. Your story is a tragic one, but you were so much larger than life and your story will change lives. I hope that someday they will find a cure for cancer that doesn't involve radiation. RIP, Adam.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
PS, I've never seen the move The Sound of Music. It was on the other day, but I didn't get a chance to watch it. I've heard it is good, so I might just have to rent it. :)
Thursday, April 9, 2009
My heart goes out to everyone who has lost their homes, their family members, or both. This is such a tragedy. I feel such grief when I hear about what happened that I can hardly stand to watch the news. If I really listen to what the people are saying I'm certain it would bring me to tears. I listen to the death toll, but try not to compare how many people that would be where I live because it would hurt too much. I feel bad that I can't open myself to listen to the news or really understand what's going on, but I fear that if I do, I would be a mess. It is too easy for me to empathize with people and feel what they are going through, even if I've never had an experience anywhere close. I think it is something special about me, but something that I like to stay away from. It gives me great passion, but also great sadness.
One thing that made me smile through all of this was Madonna's (Madonna Louise Ciccone) donation. Madonna has Italian heritage, but that certainly didn't mean she had to donate her money to help them. It was a very nice gesture on her part. I have also heard that the First Lady of France has donated money as well. I am very thankful for people who have the means to fill a need and do.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
I have decided that either:
A. there are no ghosts and the things people experience can be explained by science
B. the ghosts know that they will scare the crap out of me if they show themselves so they stay the heck away
In either case, if you asked me if I believed in ghosts, I would tell you no.
I have friends that believe in ghosts and have told me stories about things that have happened to them that make me cringe thinking about it. But it's just not good enough proof for me.
The idea of ghosts really scares me despite my belief. I have watched movies like "Skelton Key" and "What Lies Beneath" that kept me up for hours past my bed time worrying that maybe I'm wrong. However, the next morning I'm usually back to my old non-believing self. These two movies really make you think about it though... ever watched them? I really liked them, but am a little hesitant to watch them a second time...haha!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
I promise I didn't take anything... no cough medicine... no allergy - er wait, I took my zyrtec, does that count? I haven't been taking it regularly... mabye it is affecting me...?
I guess slow is good. Beats the I-can't-even-go-to-the-bathroom-I'm-so-busy-my-eyeballs-are-floating days! Once in a while, a nice, Slooooooooooow paced daaaaay is gooooood.... I guuuessss. Gosh, I feel like Eyore...just so sloooooowwwww........moving....taaaalking....tyyyping...
Lol, I think I'm going to have to wake up before I go to the gym tonight or that could be pretty weird.
Monday, March 30, 2009
When people wink at me when there's no joke, no big day, no brotherly knowledge, it makes me feel uncomfortable. I sit there trying to figure out what they meant by it. Did they wink because it's a nice day? Did they wink because they thought I looked nice. Did they wink because they know something more than I am seeing? What in the world did they mean? I might even look at them a few times indicating...tell me why you just winked at me... then they smile and it makes me even more uncomfortable. Ugh... Was he flirting and now I'm playing into it by looking at him? Was she trying to tell me something and then the moment passed and so now she's smiling it off? AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
Maybe there are other reasons to wink at people and I just don't know them... I guess for now I'll just take them as a smile... then I won't have to wonder myself sick. LOL.
Friday, March 27, 2009
The idea of jump roping until I pass out makes me feel thinner, but when I go to jump rope, there never seems to be a good place to do it. There's no room, it's raining...
When I go to the gym, the treadmills and elipticals are all taken. I weightlift while I wait. When I see someone get off the machine, another person slips on before I can get over there to claim the machine.
I run around the yard with my dog and then I trip in a pothole. The next time we go out I just watch her run.
I promise my pup that we will go running... I have a headache... my stomach hurts... there's always a reason not to go...
I think I lost my motivation... If anyone sees it....... I need it back..... I think.....
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
At work we have a ladies bathroom with 3 stalls. They are rather small stalls that you have to turn sideways to fit into (and I'm fairly thin). The middle stall, forget it. You can enter the stall fine without problems, but for some reason you can't exit the stall without getting stuck. I think it is because the toilet paper dispenser is on the same side as the door opening. Why did they do that?! So, to get out of the darn thing you have to step back and sort of straddle the toilet bowl between your legs so you can pull the door in enough to get out. My predicament is this: Hardly anyone uses the middle stall... thusly it's the best option for me because it is -in theory- cleaner than the other toilets. BUT, when I use that toilet there is the possibility that someone could come into the bathroom while I am in the middle stall and their only option is to use one of the stalls right next to me. I generally like my space and having an empty stall beside me is my preference. Does clean trump privacy? Remember though, these stalls are SMALL! I probably wouldn't want to stand that close to someone I was talking to....
some examples are:
peanut butter sandwiches
different types of cereal
bagels with cream cheese
Sunday, March 22, 2009
If this were back in the 50s, I'm sure that would not be a problem...what dad says goes. But today, what do you do? What if her mother refuses to go to her wedding? What if her boyfriend decides that he needs everyone to be in full support? Does it matter what her mother thinks if my friend is happy and in love? Will her mother's voice constantly be in the back of her head telling her that this is a bad decision?
The gesture of asking permission seems a bit outdated to me. I find it romantic and an extremely nice gesture, but with how society is today...it just doesn't seem to fit. When women are becoming more independent and living on their own and doing things for themselves...it just seems so odd for a man to have to ask for a woman's hand in marriage. It seems that the woman is independent enough to give herself away. Don't get me wrong, I understand the sentimental value of it all. I just don't understand what you do when you are fully independent and capable and a parent says no. They are still your parents, but you've been making other decisions for yourself... ??? This one has me frazzled.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Anyway, I think I've dealt pretty well with the issues we are dealing with, but it seriously doesn't help that yesterday I moved wrong and now my neck has been spasming ever since. What the heck did I do?? I bent over to reach something and my neck said, "I'm punishing you for that!" What did I do? Why?? I was feeling really good and healthy lately (besides the leftover sore throat that won't seem to leave me alone). I think I need to start stretching in the mornings. Oh, and trust me, I'm not that old. I think being tall has cursed me with the back/neck problems. I deal. That's just one of the things I am finally learning that I have to do. Deal.
This is how I can truly appreciate someone who makes it through the daily struggles - health issues, utility bill issues, having to take a whole day off of work just for someone to come out for ten minutes to check an appliance, car troubles, appointments where the other person doesn't show up, not having an ingredient you thought you had, and many other things like that...
Hooray for all of you who have to DEAL!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
It literally makes me sick to my stomach to think about people who have more money than they know what to do with. I try not to think about it...
I remind myself that money is just paper... who cares about pieces of paper? Why the big deal about this stinky green paper stuff anyway?
I tend to think that people who have a lot of money are in a completely different world than the rest of us... Come back to Earth?
Something only has value when we give it value. When it is worth something to us. Sometimes I wonder how items obtain their worth. An antique, fragile, old, and dirty rug??
Are people just lazy, or do they really need help?
What if we went back to the days of trade and barter...would it be possible to have a financial crisis?
Is there nothing better than our tax system?
I pay school taxes and yet I have no children and have been out of school for a while.
My Social Security statements say I have to be 74 to retire. I will be lucky to remember my own name at that age...
I feel that I have been let down.
I still hold onto hope.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
My parents have a cat named George. He is a very handsome fluffy black cat with a fluffy white belly. George has the attitude of a tiger. He will swat at dogs and come out to greet guests. He likes to chew on peoples' hair. He also likes to lay right in the middle of the floor while nieces and nephews play with their toys around him. He is very much a dog in a lot of ways...but he's still a cat.
Ok, let me get to my story. I was getting dog food out of a bag and he decided to help me. His help was biting my arm to make me pull it out of the bag faster - I think. OW OW OW! He bit the real tender part of my arm - the part under the bicep...yeah the part that your brother pinched when you were fighting because it hurt real bad! So yeah I think I'm gonna have a nice bruise there.
Cats are too unpredictable for me. I know that they do this thing called love bites...but OW! I don't like that. And the kneading...OOOOH! Don't even get me started on the jumping on you and not meaning to have their claws out....AHOAGHEAOG!!!
Note that this event happened hours ago and as I write this blog, my loyal CAT is sitting on the arm of my chair with his tail waiving in and out of my face. Is this his way of making up with me?
Friday, March 13, 2009
I think that the person who created this commercial must have been my best friend in another life...
What's even funnier....is watching other people see it for the first time. My mom actually lifted her head from the photoshopping of her professional photos on her laptop to see where that strange sound was coming from. My dad...he looked more like a lost pup with his head cocked to the side. ROTFL!!!!
I wanted to talk about Boo <--- my mom's dog and Panga (Abu and Topanga). They have their own little karate matches once in a while. Though not encouraged, these matches are really funny! They consist of Panga holding a treat - usually a rawhide - between her paws and covering it with her mouth so that Boo cannot get a hold of it. Boo starts barking at Pang and biting the ground in front of her (why does she do that?). Then starts the whining. Boo whines and cries because she can't get the treat. Then Panga whines and cries because she doens't want Boo to get her treat.... And would you have guessed that they sound a good bit like a swarm of bees?! They do!! You have to hear it. Maybe someday I'll record it and put it on here so you can hear it for yourself...
For now, here is a link to what a swarm of bees (and Panga and Boo) sound like: http://www.tradebit.com/filedetail.php/4553251-sound-swarm-of-bees
Oh, and I should also mention that Topanga is a 45lb Golden Retriever mix, about thigh high, while Abu is a Pomeranian/Chiuaua mix and is only 10lbs and is no taller than your ankles. What's funny about that is the fact that Boo always wins these matches after the whining is over. She wiggles the treat out from underneath of Panga's feet and runs away with it. David and Goliath style!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Oh and check out Brown Photography 's blog, she's got some amazing photography!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
So.....things that are on my mind right now:
When is it going to be spring?
When will I have time to relax (for serious)?
When are my netflix DVDs coming...Did I mail the previous ones too late to get them by the weekend?
Why are we really busy at work lately? Is there some sort of pattern going on?
When will my dog stop jumping on guests?
Do I have time to go to the gym tonight?
Does anyone read my blog? Do I care if they do or don't?
When am I going to find a decent guy? Should I give up looking?
Will I ever get back to my high school weight? I'm almost at my college weight...
What is my brother doing right now?
How am I going to thank my parents for all the hard work they've done for me recently?
I need to call my tenant and make arrangements for the cable not to be run on horizontally across the front of my house....
Have got to finish the other tentant's lease agreement...
I need to clean my desk...
Why have I been breaking out lately?
Do my shoes match my outfit?
I wonder what's for dinner...
Is my throat swollen and sore because of allergies or am I sick?
It smells like pizza in here....
SO RANDOM = my thoughts!! (and this is only a few minutes of my thought process!)
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Anyways, let me tell you about "the base": We had old war planes in our back yard. Well, maybe not OUR back yard...it was close enough though. My brother and I used to walk down the hill and play at the base of the planes. We were too small to reach anything but the wheels and maybe we could touch the bottom of the plane if we jumped.
We went to Air Shows.....OMG if you never went to an Air Show, you have to see one. They are so neat. Just wear sun screen. Even if the sun is not out, trust me on this. OH, and you'll need sunglasses if you want to see anything.
I remember one time one of the guys saluted me when we were leaving the base. I don't know that he was supposed to do that, but it made me laugh. I think he did it because I was saluting him.
Planes were always over head, it was a normal thing. You got used to the noise. One time I was at my baby sitter's house and a helicopter was flying low enough to the ground that I could make out a man standing on the side in the doorway. I waved to him and he waved back. A memory that I will NEVER forget. What a nice guy. :)
Someone used to dress as a Santa -----er I mean Santa used to come to "the base" and hand out presents. It was so cool to have Santa visit us. Oh, and there used to be an October Fest every fall and there I learned to do the Chicken Dance. And oh was that fun! I know kinda dorky, but still fun! Trick or treat was awesome because the base housing was so close together and there was always candy at every door! Even the stores and businesses on the base had candy for us kids.
So that was life on "the base," and just in case you haven't deducted it by now, we lived on an Air Base. In a lot of ways I miss that base. Then again, the alarm for the mosquito spraying was kinda scary. I guess I would have gotten used to that. The mosquitos where we lived were so bad that they had to spray the whole base once a week. When you heard that alarm sound, you had to RUN to get indoors and RUN to make sure all of your windows were shut! Watching the adults run around like that and hearing a scary loud alarm....not something I like to remember. Other than that it was a good childhood.
Feel free to share your childhood stories. Does anyone else miss their childhood? With Santa and Trick or Treat...people were so giving then, haha.