photo meme

I found this photo meme on Em's site, Billy's Diary and thought I'd give it a try. Here’s what you do: Type the answer to each question into a Google image search, and then pick an image from the first page of results. 1. Age at next birthday 2. Place I'd like to travel 3. Favorite place 4. Favorite object 5. Favorite food 6. Favorite animal 7. Favorite color 8. My nickname 9. Town I was born 10. Bad habit I have

K versus Chair

*No chairs were harmed in the making of this video*

done out of love

"it's done out of love." J says after letting a fart rip. "um, hmm." I respond...and then let out my own in retaliation. have you guessed what this post is about?! well, sillies, it's about love... . . . . . . . . . . okay, okay...it's about farting. but don't blame me for such a base (7) topic. J at o the joys started it! I read her post this morning and had a "head smack" epiphany that is worthy of being a grant covered study. seems that love doesn't have anything to do with flowers, candy and jewelry. "what?" you say yes, yes, true love seems to be more about whether or not you and your significant other will fart in front of each other or suffer the mighty inconvience (and gutteral pain, I might add) of holding afore mentioned fart in. so there you have it! weren't you just dying to know the secret! celion dion be damned, gimme some tenacious d! now if you'll excuse me, I have some love to share...if only I could find that can of beans...

can I get a "woot, woot"!

"Now is the winter of our discontent." - William Shakespeare I know I said I was going to lay off on posting about work, but I have some decent news. Actually, nothing changes for me really. But there is a certain co-worker of mine, Receptionist R, who has "high and mighty" tendancies that coincide with her never being wrong, of course. Anyway, Miss H & M gets to be in charge when Killjoy isn't here, as Killjoy's responsibilities now include managing certain aspects of the branch offices. R also has increased tasks to go along with her H & M-ness. Why does this thrill me? Because: a) My job doesn't change. Not to mention I get to keep my job. There've been many sudden changes here so that was a concern. Even though I'm not overly happy to be here, I still need a job. b) If the shit hits the fan while R is in charge, it comes down on her! c) R doesn't handle conflict well and gets tense easily, throw in her hatred at being wrong at anything (which she'll deny anyway) and there is potential for a breakdown Britney Spears style! d) Last week, in her H & M-ness, R sent out an email stating that I'd only be doing commercial proposals and part-timer would take over the residential ones. Well today, that got reversed by Killjoy! Toss in the fact that R has to send out another email stating that her changes have been nixed and it is going back to the way it was and all I wanted to do was shout at R to get off her high horse, kiss my ass and flip her the bird! Now, go read this post from earlier! It's my first attempt at being slightly creative and "wordsmithy", which I've been lacking at for quite some time. After all, I could've just said I watched snow fall and got all emotional.(snark)

Wintery-ness

"You can't get too much winter in the winter." - Robert Frost I heard cautious (and slightly panicked) voices declare that it was snowing. Making an excuse to get up from my desk, I walked to another department and through their picture windows, watched the whiteness fall. Many different feelings passed through me as I studied the fine layer of snow covering the cars in the parking lot. Excitement, this is the earliest it's snowed here in a very long time. Apprehension, what will the drive home be like today (and all the days to come during the season). Pairs of feelings hold hands and come to join me at the window. Wonder and Adventure, this will be the first year that K will be able to play in the snow. Comfort and Fear, I like watching the snow fall while wrapped up in a blanket at home and I fear what it will be like when I do have to deal with it. So it begins, the winter season. I acknowledge it with a nod and a handshake, because in a few months I'll want to give it a swift uppercut and tell it to go away.

a little music to pass the time

looking for words

do you ever go through times when you're stuck for something to say? or if you do have something, it's usually the same thing over and over - like a broken record? that's how I've felt lately. it's not that I don't have anything to talk about. heck, spend more than 15 minutes with me and get through a few "hmm's" and "ahhh's" and you'll discover that I have a lot to say. however, seems like all I've been doing here is complaining, about work specifically. granted, work is pretty lame right now. it's become something I deal with for the sake of my family. I'm reminded of this quote: "one can tolerate demons for the sake of an angel." the demon being work and the angel(s) being J and K. so that's what I've been doing, tolerating. however it's also caused me to not be that into writing which leads to long gaps between posts. thing is, I don't want to bitch about work anymore. I don't really want to bitch about anything but I'm human so that is a lofty expectation and not one I can commit to. not to mention, how many posts can you really stand to read about my work?! so I'm working on finding things to write about. I used to write all the time but various things have distracted me from it over the years. if anyone has ideas on how/where to start I could use some suggestions. don't worry, there will still be cute posts about K. he is, of course, numero uno in the family here (much to our cats' dismay).

The Emergency Procedures for a Tornado in "Husker" Town

In case Tornados make their way through Husker Town, all residents are asked to take shelter at Memorial Stadium. It has been determined that no touchdowns will occur there. I'm not a big "talk about sports" person, but this season has sucked. S.U.C.K.E.D.

Odd One Out?

Am I the only mom who would rather do nothing than spend time with her son at night and on the weekends? Seriously, I don't want to spend 4 hours at a ballet performance of The Nutcracker because that's 4 hours away from K. Hell, I'm lucky if I can tolerate 2 hours away to see a movie in the theatre. If there was any way in hell that I could be a stay at home mom, and our finances/life wouldn't suffer, I'd jump at the chance. I don't mind working but there are times when I feel jipped to be away from K. Some people don't understand how difficult it is to be away from him 9 hours a day, 5 days a week. I don't even want to add up the hours...it's depressing. And it's the very reason why I don't go out much. I HAVE to be away from him to work during the week, I'll be damned if anyone is going to make me take time away from him on the weekend. So there, I said it. This has been festering for a while.

Quizzeee

It's That Time of Year

Changes...

Don't directly involve me and that is just fine! Turns out a Sales Manager got out of line and caused the job changes to be implemented in order to resolve the "situation". I've no idea what happened and I'm grateful for it! As they say, ignorance is bliss!

30 Lashings or Sent to Bed Without Dinner

"Changes" are afoot at work. Killjoy is supposed to have us in a meeting today to go over things. I hate change. It usually causes more chaos than good. Have I mentioned I HATE change?!

To You Happy Halloween We Wish

Time for a Name

K's first, true wubby (Pumpkin Bear) is very close to needing to be wrapped up and packed away for adulthood reminiscing. We've found a suitable alternative (because there's no way the other wubby will ever be replaced). Now we just need a name. EDIT: Moments after I hit "publish" J decided he liked "Spooky Bear" ala Fox "Spooky" Mulder (X-Files). I am still partial to Bear Skellington - an homage to Tim Burton and the movie "Nightmare Before Christmas"/Jack Skellington. So, if the mood strikes you, what do you think the name should be. I won't guarantee that we'll go with the one that gets the most votes, but we'll decide that later.

It Could Be...

An electrical "thing" that's about to go Water Pump Timing Belt Thermostat Catalytic converter OR it could be nothing. HA! Take that! Mystery smell was gone today. Anti-freeze looked fine and it was full. All fluids were good. No idea what the smell could be from, so finding the potential problem is difficult. I hope it was just a fluke. And what is it with men and cars?! Seriously, you ask them about 1 thing and they come up with 15 possible answers! My head was about the explode yesterday from all of the "It could be" responses. Oh well. As of right now, car is good. Let's hope it stays that way.

C'mon, I Mean Really...

Have you EVER heard of a relatively new car that's had regular (and I mean regular with a capital "R") oil changes, kept up with good maintenance and not even at the 70,000 mile mark having an engine go out? No, that hasn't come into the picture yet, but until I can go check the color of my anti-freeze (& pray that it's a clear color and not murky with oil) a blown head-gasket and in turn the potential for my engine to be on it's last leg is bouncing through my head. Where did this come from? Well, this morning I was almost to work when I noticed a weird smell coming through my vents when I had the fan on. I thought it might be from a passing truck, but the smell never went away. At lunch time I started my car and turned on the fan to see if the smell was still there and sure enough it started to creep through again. I took it in and the Tech thinks it is related to my radiator leaking but I haven't found any signs of a leak. J called his dad and the first thing his dad said was to check the color of the anti-freeze. Clear = good, murky = very, very bad. Unfortunately I am back at work now (see how diligently I'm working - LOL) so I can't go and check it. Plus, the car will still be warm and I don't need a hot blast of steam to give me the Harvey Dent look. Sooooo, hopefully by tonight we'll be able to check it out and I'll have better news. I keep hoping it was some fluke smell. Hope, hope, hope........

Here Goes

I'm pursuing an opportunity. I'm nervous as hell, intimidated and generally wondering if I'm being foolish to put myself out there. True, I don't LOVE where I'm working now but Killjoy generally doesn't bug me by hovering over every little thing I do, I can do this job in my sleep, even though this place doesn't have a "Flex time" policy Killjoy does let me make up some time if I need to go to a DR appt or such, I have set hours that I do really like, I'm a few months away from being full vested in 401K and I have a paid vacation coming up over the Chrismas/New Year holidays. If I leave I won't have those things. Does anyone LOVE their job anyway? If they did would there be movies like Office Space?! I know I'm "talking" my way out of applying. I do that. I don't want to think the "grass is greener on the other side" because it may not be. All the things I like about my current job (as few as they are) may be tossed out the window. I guess I'm just going to do it. Hell, I may not even catch their eye. UPDATE So I just e-mailed it over. I had to write a letter about me, what I've done so far in my career, what I want to do, etc etc. It couldn't be a standard cover letter, either. Here's hoping I don't come across like a court jester. I figure if it's meant to be, then it's meant to be. They'll either like what they see or not. I have to at least try.

One Last Blast

Summer is on its way out so we decided to celebrate with (most likely) one last trip to the park.

Bangle Bracelets and Stirrup Pants

I decided to go a different direction today and chose the Best of the '80's on sky.fm for my musical accompianant throughout the work day (accompianant - my big DOLLAR word for the day - LOL), when who should come on but The Jets. I haven't heard songs from them in years and was immediately sent spirally back into the 80's with my big "ocean spray" puffed/teased/bleached bangs, stirrup pants and bangle bracelets tangled up in jelly bracelets on both of my wrists. I wonder what else will send me skipping through time while I try to do as little work as possible today. UPDATE: Red, Red Wine by UB40 is playing. I wonder how that would taste disguised in Diet Pepsi? Kidding, I would never do that...the red wine in Diet Pepsi. Something else mixed in though.......