(First let me say that I will be posting about Christmas stuff - I'm just waiting on something... But I have a lot to say!!!)
I have applied for a new job. Well, I turned in the application on Tuesday. I think they're going to be calling people sometime next week or something. It's a dispatcher position with the police... I know it will be stressful, but my job right now is stressful and I've had pretty intense jobs. And it pays good. I would be able to afford stuff!!! It pays approximately twice what I'm getting now and that's awesome. I've thought about seeing if I could get food stamps, so this job would be a really good thing for me.
(Actually, lately with some excess aggression that I've had, I've wondered if I shouldn't just apply to be a police officer. But I don't know if I could tackle somebody, ya know?)
If you think about it, please pray that I get the job!!! There are two openings I think, so I have a little bit better chance than if there were only one. :) I'll keep everybody posted (hahaha... posted...). Thanks!
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Snailmail Web
I hope this comes out okay... As much as I hate sp*ders, I saw this on my mailbox and had to get a picture of it. It was when it was cold and frosty - it was awesome! But I'm glad it has warmed up a bit!
Holiday Blues
So I've had a hard time trying to blog lately. One reason is that it takes forever for my computer to download pictures and whatnot (soon to be remedied thanks to Rayleen!). I think another reason is that I have the holiday blues.
Yeah, I know Christmas is over and all that. Maybe that's part of it, I'm not sure. But another thing is that New Year's Day is coming soon and I have another wonderful year to start off feeling like a total loser because I have nobody to kiss at the stroke of midnight. Many of you might think this is dumb, but you have somebody to kiss, don't you?
Year after year it's been the same thing for me... Much like Valentine's Day. I think there has been only one year in my entire life (sadly including the four and a half years of my marriage) when I got to kiss someone. And he ate bugs. Seriously. On bets or not. I saw him suck a gnat right out of the air once because it was annoying him and why not (apparently)? No, we weren't 5 years old, we were both in our 20's. But I was desperate enough to kiss him at the end of the big countdown. I wanted ONE year!!!
(By the way, I hope you're laughing and not thinking, "Oh, that poor girl!".)
So here's my thought/quandary: Should I stay at home like oh-so-many-years? Or should I go out to a "function" (bar) and have a couple of beers and see what happens... Okay, I'm not really deperate enough to do that, but I suppose I could go out to a party or something.
Are there any singletons out there feeling the same way? What about you people with a person to smooch? What do you think? Am I even more pathetic now that I've put this in print? Is this one of those things I should keep to myself? ;)
Yeah, I know Christmas is over and all that. Maybe that's part of it, I'm not sure. But another thing is that New Year's Day is coming soon and I have another wonderful year to start off feeling like a total loser because I have nobody to kiss at the stroke of midnight. Many of you might think this is dumb, but you have somebody to kiss, don't you?
Year after year it's been the same thing for me... Much like Valentine's Day. I think there has been only one year in my entire life (sadly including the four and a half years of my marriage) when I got to kiss someone. And he ate bugs. Seriously. On bets or not. I saw him suck a gnat right out of the air once because it was annoying him and why not (apparently)? No, we weren't 5 years old, we were both in our 20's. But I was desperate enough to kiss him at the end of the big countdown. I wanted ONE year!!!
(By the way, I hope you're laughing and not thinking, "Oh, that poor girl!".)
So here's my thought/quandary: Should I stay at home like oh-so-many-years? Or should I go out to a "function" (bar) and have a couple of beers and see what happens... Okay, I'm not really deperate enough to do that, but I suppose I could go out to a party or something.
Are there any singletons out there feeling the same way? What about you people with a person to smooch? What do you think? Am I even more pathetic now that I've put this in print? Is this one of those things I should keep to myself? ;)
Friday, December 23, 2005
More of Disneyland, etc.
Okay, so here's a picture of part of the Disneyland tree - it's a real tree and it was huge. I can't remember if I got a picture of it from afar, but here's a close-up... and if you look close, you'll see my reflection in the ball! Wheee!!!
And here are some fireworks - it was a pretty good show... except for the idiots who kept getting in my shots! Arg!
And lastly, some of "old school Disney": Small World. It was so colorful!
I hope everybody had as much fun as I did - it was great to see a piece of America! And I didn't even know that my cats were being bad while I was away... but that's another story.
And here are some fireworks - it was a pretty good show... except for the idiots who kept getting in my shots! Arg!
And lastly, some of "old school Disney": Small World. It was so colorful!
I hope everybody had as much fun as I did - it was great to see a piece of America! And I didn't even know that my cats were being bad while I was away... but that's another story.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
My vacation
Well, as some of you know, I went on a little vacation. I don't plan on working at this job much longer, so I knew if I wanted a vacation it was now or never. I didn't tell any of my friends in San Diego because I was hoping to surprise them. Some of them weren't terribly surprised, but some were - it was fun!
I wish I had taken pictures of my church down there, but I forgot my camera. I got to sing with the worship team that Sunday and it was great! I love North Park Baptist Church!
I also went to Disneyland - for the first time ever! Here we are at the entrance with Mickey welcoming us to his 50th anniversary.
Okay, more pictures later... I gotta figure out how to make these pictures smaller. Hm... I think I've got it...
I wish I had taken pictures of my church down there, but I forgot my camera. I got to sing with the worship team that Sunday and it was great! I love North Park Baptist Church!
I also went to Disneyland - for the first time ever! Here we are at the entrance with Mickey welcoming us to his 50th anniversary.
Okay, more pictures later... I gotta figure out how to make these pictures smaller. Hm... I think I've got it...
Monday, December 05, 2005
05Dec2005
Yeah, yeah... I know I haven't been posting much and I apologize. I could give excuses, but would anybody really be interested? I thought not! :)
So yesterday I went to church and I got to sing with the choir for the first time. I just joined, so I was kind of excited. I sang for two services and went home in a super-fantastic mood... And noticed I had a message blinking on my answering machine. So I listened: "Hi Aimee, this is Dorothy and I was just wondering where you were because I have you scheduled to work from 10am-7pm today. Give me a call."
Bummer.
So I called and went in post haste of course, but I was bummed because it was the night of "Carols by Candlelight", a special thing at the church. I mentioned that I had plans, since I didn't realize I was supposed to be working, and my boss told me if it was slow, I could leave early! So I ended up working only 5 hours and went to the "Carols by Candlelight". It was awesome! They had things from handbells to orchestra, from solos to group, from trumpet to flute! It was really nice! And totally free!
So on Friday I will be performing with the choir for a Christmas special... I'm looking forward to it, but I have to memorize around 10 songs, since they won't be using their music of course. But I'm up for the challenge, and looking forward to it!
So that's the update for now. :)
So yesterday I went to church and I got to sing with the choir for the first time. I just joined, so I was kind of excited. I sang for two services and went home in a super-fantastic mood... And noticed I had a message blinking on my answering machine. So I listened: "Hi Aimee, this is Dorothy and I was just wondering where you were because I have you scheduled to work from 10am-7pm today. Give me a call."
Bummer.
So I called and went in post haste of course, but I was bummed because it was the night of "Carols by Candlelight", a special thing at the church. I mentioned that I had plans, since I didn't realize I was supposed to be working, and my boss told me if it was slow, I could leave early! So I ended up working only 5 hours and went to the "Carols by Candlelight". It was awesome! They had things from handbells to orchestra, from solos to group, from trumpet to flute! It was really nice! And totally free!
So on Friday I will be performing with the choir for a Christmas special... I'm looking forward to it, but I have to memorize around 10 songs, since they won't be using their music of course. But I'm up for the challenge, and looking forward to it!
So that's the update for now. :)
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Quickie
Okay, I only have a few minutes to get my lazy butt ready for work, but I wanted to share a dream I had. My sister Rayleen and I were graduating something (I have no idea what) and for good grades and whatnot, people won prizes. Of course I knew I was in trouble there, but I still had dumb hope. Rayleen got her prize right away and it was a new car. I thought, "Wow, that car salesman is going to be pissed because she doesn't need to buy one now!"... My prize took a while to get to. We had to go down this stupid list and find out what number mine was. (Rayleen's prize was number 19... I can't remember mine.)
I won a gallon of milk. *sigh*
I won a gallon of milk. *sigh*
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Culinarily Challenged
So as most of you know, I can't cook very well. But I've been getting better! I swear! And to prove it, I have pictures.
The first picture is... Well, it was a learning experience. To those of you who didn't know, a waffle iron isn't non-stick. It might look like it, but you actually have to use grease or butter or a spray.
This is what comes out if you don't:
I learned quickly. It took a long time to get all of that waffle out of the iron. But here is my first good waffle!:
And, after having a crockpot for over a year but have never used it, I have learned how to make a roast!!! Notice all the garlic... Mmm.... garlic...
Anyway, I'm really proud of my roast. I've made two more since then and actually fed some to somebody special... and he didn't die or get sick! Now I call that a success!
The first picture is... Well, it was a learning experience. To those of you who didn't know, a waffle iron isn't non-stick. It might look like it, but you actually have to use grease or butter or a spray.
This is what comes out if you don't:
I learned quickly. It took a long time to get all of that waffle out of the iron. But here is my first good waffle!:
And, after having a crockpot for over a year but have never used it, I have learned how to make a roast!!! Notice all the garlic... Mmm.... garlic...
Anyway, I'm really proud of my roast. I've made two more since then and actually fed some to somebody special... and he didn't die or get sick! Now I call that a success!
Saturday, November 19, 2005
The sp*der and the bee.
It's noon up here in Oregon and there are still remnants of frost on the ground. I am sipping my hot cocoa (I already ate the marshmallows)... *sip, sip, ahhhh* Now let me tell you a story...
There once was a sp*der (I don't want the real word in my blog) who lived in my garage. Let's call it... "Hugo". Mainly because it was freakin' huge. Hugo would roam from corner or corner so that I would never know where to expect him. Oh, and I have a funny feeling it wasn't a him, but a her, and she was making more Hugos...
Anyway, one morning I would go out to the garage and Hugo would be near the garage door, making it difficult to open. The next day, she would be above the door that entered into the house, so I could fear the day when she would drop down on me and kill me.
Now let me introduce you to a bee. We'll call it "Bob". Bob appeared suddenly one day while I was driving in a parking lot. I tried to stop and let him out of the Jeep, but he hid. Of course that just meant that one fateful evening I would turn my headlights on, only to be stung by Bob. But after a week and a half or so, I forgot about Bob and went along my merry way.
A couple of days ago, I go into the garage and look nervously around for Hugo. I get into Roger to start him up and right there on my steering wheel is Bob. I about had a heart attack!!! You see, my first instinct was that it was Hugo! I thought she was there to kill me!!! I spasmed and jumped out of the Jeep. After I realized it was just Bob, I took a piece of paper and knocked him down one of the drain holes in Roger and made sure he was in the path of my tire (he was either dead or dormant).
On my way to open the garage door, ohhhh, there was Hugo. So I quickly opened the door and backed out (although I never found Bob's remains...). I then took the leaf rake (because it has the longest handle), and put good use to the adrenaline that was in place of my blood.
It took about 20 whacks because the leaf rake kept missing, but eventually Hugo was HISTORY!!!!
There is no moral to this story, but it sure makes me happy.
There once was a sp*der (I don't want the real word in my blog) who lived in my garage. Let's call it... "Hugo". Mainly because it was freakin' huge. Hugo would roam from corner or corner so that I would never know where to expect him. Oh, and I have a funny feeling it wasn't a him, but a her, and she was making more Hugos...
Anyway, one morning I would go out to the garage and Hugo would be near the garage door, making it difficult to open. The next day, she would be above the door that entered into the house, so I could fear the day when she would drop down on me and kill me.
Now let me introduce you to a bee. We'll call it "Bob". Bob appeared suddenly one day while I was driving in a parking lot. I tried to stop and let him out of the Jeep, but he hid. Of course that just meant that one fateful evening I would turn my headlights on, only to be stung by Bob. But after a week and a half or so, I forgot about Bob and went along my merry way.
A couple of days ago, I go into the garage and look nervously around for Hugo. I get into Roger to start him up and right there on my steering wheel is Bob. I about had a heart attack!!! You see, my first instinct was that it was Hugo! I thought she was there to kill me!!! I spasmed and jumped out of the Jeep. After I realized it was just Bob, I took a piece of paper and knocked him down one of the drain holes in Roger and made sure he was in the path of my tire (he was either dead or dormant).
On my way to open the garage door, ohhhh, there was Hugo. So I quickly opened the door and backed out (although I never found Bob's remains...). I then took the leaf rake (because it has the longest handle), and put good use to the adrenaline that was in place of my blood.
It took about 20 whacks because the leaf rake kept missing, but eventually Hugo was HISTORY!!!!
There is no moral to this story, but it sure makes me happy.
Monday, November 14, 2005
Finally... some pictures
I finally got my film developed and put on a CD so I could put it on my computer... I have a digital camera, but for some reason I can't upload the pics from it onto my computer. But since my 'puter is so slow and it takes forever to put them into Photobucket, here are a few to start with...
Here is the livingroom from the front door:
and from the kitchen:
This is the kitchen/diningroom:
From the livingroom there are stairs next to the door:
And an awesome 70's style light at the top... hehehehehe:
Here's the bathroom upstairs:
And the cat's, oh, I mean guest room... it has empty boxes for the cats to play in, plus a couple of boxes that I haven't unpacked yet:
Okay, I think that's enough for now!!! But more to come...
Here is the livingroom from the front door:
and from the kitchen:
This is the kitchen/diningroom:
From the livingroom there are stairs next to the door:
And an awesome 70's style light at the top... hehehehehe:
Here's the bathroom upstairs:
And the cat's, oh, I mean guest room... it has empty boxes for the cats to play in, plus a couple of boxes that I haven't unpacked yet:
Okay, I think that's enough for now!!! But more to come...
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Guys and Dolls... er, Food...
It just dawned on me that Rayleen was wanting me to explain my theory about guys and food. So here it is! (prepare your minds for an incredible insight!!!.. or not.)
I think guys can be compared to food. It helps me to explain to people why or why I won't go out with a guy again, or at all. For example, I went out with a guy who I dubbed "Salisbury Steak TV Dinner". (To this day, most of my friends don't know his real name.) He sounds good at first and looks good from the outside, but then you see it for real and it's a little disappointing and you don't want it anymore.
Or "Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup" guy... Very nice and good for somebody... Just not me. I'm not sick. (Well, I don't have a cold anyway!) But a great guy!
I think Faythe's fiance is a German sausage. Spicy and a slightly overwhelming if you aren't prepared for it... But most people like it anyway. Good jokes, no matter where you go with it... And usually a bit on the obscene side.
Any questions?
I think guys can be compared to food. It helps me to explain to people why or why I won't go out with a guy again, or at all. For example, I went out with a guy who I dubbed "Salisbury Steak TV Dinner". (To this day, most of my friends don't know his real name.) He sounds good at first and looks good from the outside, but then you see it for real and it's a little disappointing and you don't want it anymore.
Or "Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup" guy... Very nice and good for somebody... Just not me. I'm not sick. (Well, I don't have a cold anyway!) But a great guy!
I think Faythe's fiance is a German sausage. Spicy and a slightly overwhelming if you aren't prepared for it... But most people like it anyway. Good jokes, no matter where you go with it... And usually a bit on the obscene side.
Any questions?
The Date - 25OCT2005
Well, I stand by my decision: corn dog with Grey Poupon. And I'll explain.
I'll begin with the good:
We met at a coffee joint downtown (where I've never been until earlier today) which was actually not a bad place. Very quiet, not huge and not commercial. Paintings on the walls from local artists, books and magazines and games on some shelves for reading or playing - including children's things. Nice place. (His roommate had suggested it.) When I got there, he was easy enough to find (in the middle so I didn't have to search forever) and dressed casual but nice - a long-sleeved shirt (gray) that almost looked like a sweater. I liked it actually. His hair was washed and brushed (I could smell his shampoo for some reason). He was drinking a coffee when I got there (more on that later), and we had good conversation. No awkward moments or anything. Decent guy, decent conversation... a little nerdy, but not too geeky. Oh, and he walked me to my Jeep, which was nice.
Now the Not-So-Good:
I could smell his shampoo?!? Why??? What does he use?!? Shamperfume???
He was drinking a coffee when I got there and told me to go get one... he failed to mention that he had a running tab, which is weird in the first place! So I bought my own.
His ROOMMATE suggested the place: He's 35 years old! He has two roommates!!
He kept staring at me with "I'm really interested" eyes - too much. He agreed with a LOT of what I said - too much. His favorite wine is white zinfandel (which I think is more appropriate for females I guess... so sweet!).
He tried to have a contest with me on who procrastinates more. He "won" because he said he bought a book about procrastination back in the early 90's and he hasn't finished it yet. *sigh*
He got into WAY too much personal info on his family woes and how he was wounded or whatever. Hey Buddy, this is a first date and a coffee date at that!!! Let's keep it casual! I don't want to know your counselor's name!
He sounded like Casey Casum a couple of times... or somebody really familiar.
When he walked me to my Jeep, I could tell he was hoping for... a hug or (I don't even want to say it) more. I was thinking, "You've got to be kidding."... I kept my arms crossed and finally said that I was freezing and made a move for the Jeep (good 'ol Roger!). He went for the hug, which I could deal with. Now, I've had a lot of guy friends and we've talked about hugs and why guys like them. (Not all guys of course, but in general.) It's not because they want to be my friend. He gave me the tight-squeeze hug. *sigh*
So, he's a total corndog because he's very predictable and not exciting. He'd be fun to hang out with or go to a game with, but too much of him would make me sick. The Grey Poupon is because he's sometimes not too average. He throws in a bit of knowledge or humor once in a while, and he's not bad looking. He dresses well and he's not a slob. His hands were clean and nails trim. He was on his best behavior. But he doesn't like sports - he used to like baseball. He doesn't really do things that involve dirt or grease or grime. And he's too "moony". He told me tonight that he was a good listener. I told him about a quote I just read yesterday: "A good listener is usually somebody who is thinking of something else.", or something to that effect. Of course I said it with humor and didn't imply that he was anything like that...
I'll begin with the good:
We met at a coffee joint downtown (where I've never been until earlier today) which was actually not a bad place. Very quiet, not huge and not commercial. Paintings on the walls from local artists, books and magazines and games on some shelves for reading or playing - including children's things. Nice place. (His roommate had suggested it.) When I got there, he was easy enough to find (in the middle so I didn't have to search forever) and dressed casual but nice - a long-sleeved shirt (gray) that almost looked like a sweater. I liked it actually. His hair was washed and brushed (I could smell his shampoo for some reason). He was drinking a coffee when I got there (more on that later), and we had good conversation. No awkward moments or anything. Decent guy, decent conversation... a little nerdy, but not too geeky. Oh, and he walked me to my Jeep, which was nice.
Now the Not-So-Good:
I could smell his shampoo?!? Why??? What does he use?!? Shamperfume???
He was drinking a coffee when I got there and told me to go get one... he failed to mention that he had a running tab, which is weird in the first place! So I bought my own.
His ROOMMATE suggested the place: He's 35 years old! He has two roommates!!
He kept staring at me with "I'm really interested" eyes - too much. He agreed with a LOT of what I said - too much. His favorite wine is white zinfandel (which I think is more appropriate for females I guess... so sweet!).
He tried to have a contest with me on who procrastinates more. He "won" because he said he bought a book about procrastination back in the early 90's and he hasn't finished it yet. *sigh*
He got into WAY too much personal info on his family woes and how he was wounded or whatever. Hey Buddy, this is a first date and a coffee date at that!!! Let's keep it casual! I don't want to know your counselor's name!
He sounded like Casey Casum a couple of times... or somebody really familiar.
When he walked me to my Jeep, I could tell he was hoping for... a hug or (I don't even want to say it) more. I was thinking, "You've got to be kidding."... I kept my arms crossed and finally said that I was freezing and made a move for the Jeep (good 'ol Roger!). He went for the hug, which I could deal with. Now, I've had a lot of guy friends and we've talked about hugs and why guys like them. (Not all guys of course, but in general.) It's not because they want to be my friend. He gave me the tight-squeeze hug. *sigh*
So, he's a total corndog because he's very predictable and not exciting. He'd be fun to hang out with or go to a game with, but too much of him would make me sick. The Grey Poupon is because he's sometimes not too average. He throws in a bit of knowledge or humor once in a while, and he's not bad looking. He dresses well and he's not a slob. His hands were clean and nails trim. He was on his best behavior. But he doesn't like sports - he used to like baseball. He doesn't really do things that involve dirt or grease or grime. And he's too "moony". He told me tonight that he was a good listener. I told him about a quote I just read yesterday: "A good listener is usually somebody who is thinking of something else.", or something to that effect. Of course I said it with humor and didn't imply that he was anything like that...
Sunday, October 23, 2005
I have a date?
So I have a coffee-date with this guy... no actual day/time set, but I'm supposed to call him. The only thing is, I can't get over his name!!! I won't type his name on my blog of course, but I will say this:
The guy's name rhymes with Fart Balls. Seriously. How am I going to keep a straight face during coffee??? *sigh*
More coffee, Fart Balls? How's your muffin, Fart Balls? That's a great shirt, Fart Balls.
I'll let you know how it goes...
The guy's name rhymes with Fart Balls. Seriously. How am I going to keep a straight face during coffee??? *sigh*
More coffee, Fart Balls? How's your muffin, Fart Balls? That's a great shirt, Fart Balls.
I'll let you know how it goes...
Friday, October 21, 2005
What part of fall are you?
hehehehehehhee.....
| You Are Apple Cider |
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8th Grade Math
I'm so proud!!!! And I can't believe it!!!
| You Passed 8th Grade Math |
 Congratulations, you got 7/10 correct! |
I made a hat!
Okay, so I'm knit-maturing slowly. I'm a late knit-blossom. Whatever.
But I made my first hat! Here it is from the front:
And from the top:
And if I were an elf, this is what I would look like (my ears are sticking out... it looks elvish to me):
I made this as a tester, with coarse yarn... Just in case I messed up. I did drop a stitch toward the end, but I found it after I was done and was tying the last knot. So I just tied the dropped stitch to another one so it wouldn't unravel. Good enough!
But I made my first hat! Here it is from the front:
And from the top:
And if I were an elf, this is what I would look like (my ears are sticking out... it looks elvish to me):
I made this as a tester, with coarse yarn... Just in case I messed up. I did drop a stitch toward the end, but I found it after I was done and was tying the last knot. So I just tied the dropped stitch to another one so it wouldn't unravel. Good enough!
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
How weird are you?
HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!! Ah jeez!
| You Are 70% Weird |
 You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right? But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks! |
What pattern is your brain?
Hm. Not so sure about this one. :)
| Your Brain's Pattern |
 You're a simple thinker, and this is actually a very good thing. You don't complicate matters when you don't have to. You look for the simplest explanation or solution, and you go with that. As a result, your mind is uncluttered and free of stress. |
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
23 and 5... tagged again!
Okay, so it's taking me forever to post. *sigh* This moving is time consuming!! Even after I've moved!!!
So speaking of moving, my 23rd post (I didn't even know I had posted more than 23 times!) and 5th sentence was this:
"I was a little worried about one thing though... Most places want you to be earning 2.5 times your rent and at the place I live now, I make basically 2 times my rent - one paycheck for rent, one to live on."
Obviously I've been consumed with moving for the past few months. But soon it will all be old hat. By the way, have I mentioned that I need to get a lawn mower??? hehehehehehe!!! It's so exciting! I went to Freddies just to check prices and was surprised. I thought they would have one for about $100, but they only had the non-motor one for that price. So I'll find out where the nearest Home Depot is of course. I wonder how hard it is to push the non-motor one...
So speaking of moving, my 23rd post (I didn't even know I had posted more than 23 times!) and 5th sentence was this:
"I was a little worried about one thing though... Most places want you to be earning 2.5 times your rent and at the place I live now, I make basically 2 times my rent - one paycheck for rent, one to live on."
Obviously I've been consumed with moving for the past few months. But soon it will all be old hat. By the way, have I mentioned that I need to get a lawn mower??? hehehehehehe!!! It's so exciting! I went to Freddies just to check prices and was surprised. I thought they would have one for about $100, but they only had the non-motor one for that price. So I'll find out where the nearest Home Depot is of course. I wonder how hard it is to push the non-motor one...
Saturday, October 08, 2005
I'm here!
Well, I finally made it. I was pretty stressed during the move. I was worried that Buddy (my boy cat) would hurt himself again, so I didn't drug either of the cats. It seemed to be the better choice. Buddy yowled for a couple of hours and finally just meowed here and there. By the time we reached Albany he looked beat. And of course, as soon as I put Grace's carrier on the floor, she hissed... and it didn't stop for a couple of days. But they seem to be pretty settled in now.
I have a backyard, which I can look at right now - it's outside my kitchen/dining area. It's actually pretty good sized! The dandelions have totally taken over and I'm afraid if I used a week killer, I might just have dirt left over, but it's mine!!!
I also have something else at this place - as Jeff so sweetly put it: "You don't have a garage... you have a house for Roger." Awww!!! I've asked the landlord if I can repaint the inside because it's a horrible light green and he gave me permission. In fact, he seemed surprised that I would want to. But Roger doesn't like the color, I'm sure! And after I paint it I can hang my Jolly Roger flag.
The house (it's a duplex really... close enough!) has a definite 70's flair to it, but I kind of like it. I've got my livingroom totally decorated. As soon as I can, I'll post pics!
Oh, and my front yard has two rose bushes (one pink, one white) and two hedges. It's a small front yard, but I have a little bit of a side yard next to the driveway and garage too.
I am cooking in my crockpot. I'm making my first roast. I'll be sure to let you all know how it goes! It smells pretty good and I'm very excited. I went to a WinCo grocery store and had loads of fun. The bulk section alone kept me entertained for at least 20 minutes. I got a 13 bean soup thing and 10 grain pancake/waffle mix. It was so cheap! I got out of there with about 5 bags for a little less than $40! Which includes the roast I'm making of course.
Okay. That's enough of an update for now... I have to check on my roast!
I have a backyard, which I can look at right now - it's outside my kitchen/dining area. It's actually pretty good sized! The dandelions have totally taken over and I'm afraid if I used a week killer, I might just have dirt left over, but it's mine!!!
I also have something else at this place - as Jeff so sweetly put it: "You don't have a garage... you have a house for Roger." Awww!!! I've asked the landlord if I can repaint the inside because it's a horrible light green and he gave me permission. In fact, he seemed surprised that I would want to. But Roger doesn't like the color, I'm sure! And after I paint it I can hang my Jolly Roger flag.
The house (it's a duplex really... close enough!) has a definite 70's flair to it, but I kind of like it. I've got my livingroom totally decorated. As soon as I can, I'll post pics!
Oh, and my front yard has two rose bushes (one pink, one white) and two hedges. It's a small front yard, but I have a little bit of a side yard next to the driveway and garage too.
I am cooking in my crockpot. I'm making my first roast. I'll be sure to let you all know how it goes! It smells pretty good and I'm very excited. I went to a WinCo grocery store and had loads of fun. The bulk section alone kept me entertained for at least 20 minutes. I got a 13 bean soup thing and 10 grain pancake/waffle mix. It was so cheap! I got out of there with about 5 bags for a little less than $40! Which includes the roast I'm making of course.
Okay. That's enough of an update for now... I have to check on my roast!
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Getting ready for the move
So I might not be "bloggin'" for a little while (like that's something new), due to the move. I'm not looking forward to the cat's reactions... Buddy yowls and Grace is horrible once we are at the new place. Buddy's fine at the new place, but Grace takes a couple of days. They're still pretty clueless right now... poor cats! :)
My new place (from what I hear) has a decently sized (and mostly private) back yard, a garage and a place for a washer and dryer. I'm happy about all of these things!! Oh, it's a duplex, so I'm only sharing one wall now. It's a step up from apartments and that's great.
A friend is picking up the U-Haul trailer and dropping it off tomorrow afternoon... and my uncle and cousin will be helping me with the actual move. I'm just hoping it will be quick and moderately painless. I'm probably going to put the cats in the jeep with me... I just can't imagine putting them in the U-Haul, although it might be better on my nerves. Hopefully I'll be able to keep them calmer if they are with me. ???
Okay. Well, I'm signing off for now... until I get everything situated in the new place!
Off to a new adventure!
My new place (from what I hear) has a decently sized (and mostly private) back yard, a garage and a place for a washer and dryer. I'm happy about all of these things!! Oh, it's a duplex, so I'm only sharing one wall now. It's a step up from apartments and that's great.
A friend is picking up the U-Haul trailer and dropping it off tomorrow afternoon... and my uncle and cousin will be helping me with the actual move. I'm just hoping it will be quick and moderately painless. I'm probably going to put the cats in the jeep with me... I just can't imagine putting them in the U-Haul, although it might be better on my nerves. Hopefully I'll be able to keep them calmer if they are with me. ???
Okay. Well, I'm signing off for now... until I get everything situated in the new place!
Off to a new adventure!
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Roger and me
This summer, as I was driving back home from a trip to my mom's house, I decided I wanted a picture of me and Roger. Especially since it was a gorgeous, sunny day on the coast! So I took a picture while I was driving... You can't exactly see the scenery or anything, but it's one of my favorite pictures of us two. It looks like I'm talking on a cellphone, but it's actually the camera.
Sunday, September 25, 2005
National Talk Like A Pirate Day
September 19th was National Talk Like A Pirate Day. Of course I couldn't really dress up like a pirate where I work, but in honor I wore a wristband that had a skull and crossbones and on the other side it says, "Dead men tell no tales"... Rayleen got it for me when she went to Disneyland. :)
Flash back to about two or three months ago... I was wearing my "I love pirates" bracelet that Rayleen got for me when a guy asked me if it were my Jeep out there in the parking lot - obviously because of the licence plate and jolly roger flag. I told him it was and we got into a lively conversation about pirates. I never saw him after that...
Flash forward to September 19th... And I saw that guy again with his wife, two small children and baby. They were all dressed as pirates! And he carried a ukelele!!! I wish I had a camera then!!! They sang to me the pirate song from the VeggieTales movie, and since they had the words printed out, I sang along - totally embarrassing most of the people in the store.
At first I was embarrassed, but then I figured they were having tons of fun and it was almost like a singing telegram... not that I would ever want one again. But it was done in great fun!!!!
Here's a pic of the song sheet and the "booty" they gave us (homemade peanut butter cookies):
Even though this is a little late, HAPPY NATIONAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!!!
Flash back to about two or three months ago... I was wearing my "I love pirates" bracelet that Rayleen got for me when a guy asked me if it were my Jeep out there in the parking lot - obviously because of the licence plate and jolly roger flag. I told him it was and we got into a lively conversation about pirates. I never saw him after that...
Flash forward to September 19th... And I saw that guy again with his wife, two small children and baby. They were all dressed as pirates! And he carried a ukelele!!! I wish I had a camera then!!! They sang to me the pirate song from the VeggieTales movie, and since they had the words printed out, I sang along - totally embarrassing most of the people in the store.
At first I was embarrassed, but then I figured they were having tons of fun and it was almost like a singing telegram... not that I would ever want one again. But it was done in great fun!!!!
Here's a pic of the song sheet and the "booty" they gave us (homemade peanut butter cookies):
Even though this is a little late, HAPPY NATIONAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!!!
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Thursday, September 15, 2005
American dream?
I'm watching "You've Got Mail" on DVD and I started thinking, "What an awesome little shop she has. I would love to have something like that!". What is that? Is that an American thing? Or do you think other people in other nations have the same desire, to have a business of their own? Or is it a stability/ownership thing? Is it an age thing? What is this?!?!?!?!!???
I can't bear to think of buying a home because I think (sometimes) that I'm a gypsy and I move too much. But the thought of owning a small business... that's a nice thought! So what's the difference?
OMG... am I growing up?!?!?!?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Somebody say it isn't so!!!!
I can't bear to think of buying a home because I think (sometimes) that I'm a gypsy and I move too much. But the thought of owning a small business... that's a nice thought! So what's the difference?
OMG... am I growing up?!?!?!?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Somebody say it isn't so!!!!
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
People are strange
I'm beginning to think I just have too high of expectations for people. I had to work with a "new" pharmacist recently and I talked to her on the phone briefly before meeting her in person. I gave her directions to our store and told her it was about a two hour drive from where she was. She seemed nice. Let's call her "Jane". On the first day Jane was supposed to work with us, she was half an hour late. I got to hear ALL DAY about how it's really a two and a half hour drive and the next time I told somebody how far it was, make sure to tell them two and a half hours. All day.
I've made it in less than two hours in my jeep.
Jane showed up wearing checkered pants, a nice-ish sweater top and comfortable shoes (which makes sense as we are standing all day). Her gray hair was pulled back into a reasonable, out of the way ponytail that was placed low on her head. She wore no makeup, which is fine... But to top off the look, she wore a big flannel jacket.
Jane looks like she is from Eugene and has a stand at the Saturday Market.
During the day she started telling us "funny" stories... And also told us that somebody in one of the other stores didn't appreciate her humor and "told on her". She was trying to get us to reassure her that we wouldn't rat her out. After receiving what she took as approval, she proceeded to tell us basically any story that included the following words: vagina, vaginal, vaginally and condom.
And of course she couldn't tell these stories too loud, so she would get really close to us to tell us... Way into my personal bubble!!!
Speaking of oddness, the Phlatulant Pharmacist is up to something. He's been getting bold lately. The other evening after I left, the cashier told me about his behavior and some of the things he was saying. I told our pharmacy manager because I swear it sounds like he's on something!!! There will be no partaking of the merchandise, mister!
He was jumping (literally) around the pharmacy and hopping or skipping from med to med. He complained about me a lot, which is normal and expected. He started talking crap about a baby. A BABY!!! The mother is 16 years old and we know her... We have pictures of the baby in the pharmacy because he's a sweetheart of a baby and the grandmother (who is my age) works with us. Apparently he hates the pictures and every time he sees them he gets mad. So of course I posted my pictures of the baby in a very obvious location. Hehehehe.
And the kicker: He started to say the "N" word!!! He got half of it out before stopping. The cashier said, "Wow, I'm shocked at you!", and he started giggling in a high pitch.
??????????????? What is going on here??????????
One last thing before I end this huge post - I keep my water (a gallon jug) in the pharmacy so I can drink it while working. I came in after having the weekend off and I swear it looks like somebody (the P.Pharmacist) spit in it or something. There are bubbles or something. So I bought more water and saved the other water so I can dump it out while he's there. There wasn't much left anyway. And maybe I'm just really paranoid? But I'm not taking any chances with this freak!
I've made it in less than two hours in my jeep.
Jane showed up wearing checkered pants, a nice-ish sweater top and comfortable shoes (which makes sense as we are standing all day). Her gray hair was pulled back into a reasonable, out of the way ponytail that was placed low on her head. She wore no makeup, which is fine... But to top off the look, she wore a big flannel jacket.
Jane looks like she is from Eugene and has a stand at the Saturday Market.
During the day she started telling us "funny" stories... And also told us that somebody in one of the other stores didn't appreciate her humor and "told on her". She was trying to get us to reassure her that we wouldn't rat her out. After receiving what she took as approval, she proceeded to tell us basically any story that included the following words: vagina, vaginal, vaginally and condom.
And of course she couldn't tell these stories too loud, so she would get really close to us to tell us... Way into my personal bubble!!!
Speaking of oddness, the Phlatulant Pharmacist is up to something. He's been getting bold lately. The other evening after I left, the cashier told me about his behavior and some of the things he was saying. I told our pharmacy manager because I swear it sounds like he's on something!!! There will be no partaking of the merchandise, mister!
He was jumping (literally) around the pharmacy and hopping or skipping from med to med. He complained about me a lot, which is normal and expected. He started talking crap about a baby. A BABY!!! The mother is 16 years old and we know her... We have pictures of the baby in the pharmacy because he's a sweetheart of a baby and the grandmother (who is my age) works with us. Apparently he hates the pictures and every time he sees them he gets mad. So of course I posted my pictures of the baby in a very obvious location. Hehehehe.
And the kicker: He started to say the "N" word!!! He got half of it out before stopping. The cashier said, "Wow, I'm shocked at you!", and he started giggling in a high pitch.
??????????????? What is going on here??????????
One last thing before I end this huge post - I keep my water (a gallon jug) in the pharmacy so I can drink it while working. I came in after having the weekend off and I swear it looks like somebody (the P.Pharmacist) spit in it or something. There are bubbles or something. So I bought more water and saved the other water so I can dump it out while he's there. There wasn't much left anyway. And maybe I'm just really paranoid? But I'm not taking any chances with this freak!
Saturday, September 03, 2005
My First Tag!
Thanks for the tag Faythe! Aw, shucks!
10 years ago I was: Almost 22 years old, married (*shudder*) and working at a really awesome home improvement store in Eugene, OR.
5 years ago I was: Nearly 26(and long divorced), freshly arrived in Guam for a two year tour in the Navy, ready for the sea-going life.
1 year ago I was: Just about 31 and just started working at a horrible tire shop in this itty-bitty town, living in a "fifth-wheel" (an RV) with my two cats. Not enough room, but beautiful view.
Yesterday: I was having a not-entirely-great day at work, ready to tell the Phlatulent Pharmacist what I thought of his total lack of professionalism, couth and brains.
5 snacks I enjoy: Taco Bell, cheese, green olives, Deschutes Brewery's Obsidian Stout (it's practically a snack), Jalepeno Crab dip, and jerky.
5 songs I know all the words to: Hm. The Everly Bros. "Let it be me", "How Deep the Father's Love" by Skillet (old song, but I like their version), "It is well with my soul" - really old hymn, "Blue" by Patsy Cline and "Silence" by Blindside.
5 things I would do with 100 million dollars: As cheesy as it is, I would give some to people who have lost their homes in Louisiana, I would travel to many, many countries, buy my mom and sis a home, buy a jeep for every year they've been made, and sing for a living.
5 places I would run away to: Italy, Australia, London, Ireland and a cruise ship that wouldn't dock in any particular place for too long.
5 things I would never wear: I gotta agree with Faythe on the tube top... it's horrible! Also anything with "texas" on it, turquoise pants, Sponge Bob anything, and a grill. :)
5 favorite TV shows: The Simpsons, CSI (the original), The Tick (animated version of course), Friends and The Muppets.
5 bad habits: Laziness, procrastination, bossiness, selfishness and no will power.
5 biggest joys: Singing, God, my cats, photography and my Jeep.
5 favorite toys: My Jeep!!!, cameras, MD player, kayak, and guitar.
5 fictional characters I would date: Tyrel Sackett (from Louis L'Amour books), Martin Blank (from Grosse Point Blank), Captain Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Caribbean), Mark Darcy (Bridget Jones), and The Flash.
5 people I tag to do this: I don't know many people with blogs, so I tag Joel. It's time to post, girl!
10 years ago I was: Almost 22 years old, married (*shudder*) and working at a really awesome home improvement store in Eugene, OR.
5 years ago I was: Nearly 26(and long divorced), freshly arrived in Guam for a two year tour in the Navy, ready for the sea-going life.
1 year ago I was: Just about 31 and just started working at a horrible tire shop in this itty-bitty town, living in a "fifth-wheel" (an RV) with my two cats. Not enough room, but beautiful view.
Yesterday: I was having a not-entirely-great day at work, ready to tell the Phlatulent Pharmacist what I thought of his total lack of professionalism, couth and brains.
5 snacks I enjoy: Taco Bell, cheese, green olives, Deschutes Brewery's Obsidian Stout (it's practically a snack), Jalepeno Crab dip, and jerky.
5 songs I know all the words to: Hm. The Everly Bros. "Let it be me", "How Deep the Father's Love" by Skillet (old song, but I like their version), "It is well with my soul" - really old hymn, "Blue" by Patsy Cline and "Silence" by Blindside.
5 things I would do with 100 million dollars: As cheesy as it is, I would give some to people who have lost their homes in Louisiana, I would travel to many, many countries, buy my mom and sis a home, buy a jeep for every year they've been made, and sing for a living.
5 places I would run away to: Italy, Australia, London, Ireland and a cruise ship that wouldn't dock in any particular place for too long.
5 things I would never wear: I gotta agree with Faythe on the tube top... it's horrible! Also anything with "texas" on it, turquoise pants, Sponge Bob anything, and a grill. :)
5 favorite TV shows: The Simpsons, CSI (the original), The Tick (animated version of course), Friends and The Muppets.
5 bad habits: Laziness, procrastination, bossiness, selfishness and no will power.
5 biggest joys: Singing, God, my cats, photography and my Jeep.
5 favorite toys: My Jeep!!!, cameras, MD player, kayak, and guitar.
5 fictional characters I would date: Tyrel Sackett (from Louis L'Amour books), Martin Blank (from Grosse Point Blank), Captain Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Caribbean), Mark Darcy (Bridget Jones), and The Flash.
5 people I tag to do this: I don't know many people with blogs, so I tag Joel. It's time to post, girl!
Who dunnit???
I have a cell phone. I very rarely use it because I prefer my home phone and it's one of those horrible prepaid, bad-calling-area, don't-be-in-any-building-if-you-want-reception, where-did-my-minutes-go kind of cell phones. I check for messages about once a week, but sometimes a few weeks will go by without checking.
So this morning I'm being super-efficiant (hahahahahahhahahahahahha!!!) and I decide to check my messages.
"You have one new message." (from a week ago... sheesh!)
Hm. Somebody called me! I wonder who....
"Hello Aimee, this is Deputy So-and-So and we just got a 911 call from your phone and we were just checking to make sure everything was okay. Please give us a call at 1-800-blah,blah,blah,blah."
WHAT?!?!?
Of course I called back and let them know that all was well and I was sorry.
I thought and thought about how it could have happened when it dawned on me. I only weigh in on SATURDAYS... That's when the call was made!!!
MY DAMN SCALE CALLED 911 AFTER I WEIGHED MYSELF!!!!! The scale's goin' down.
ARRRRGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So this morning I'm being super-efficiant (hahahahahahhahahahahahha!!!) and I decide to check my messages.
"You have one new message." (from a week ago... sheesh!)
Hm. Somebody called me! I wonder who....
"Hello Aimee, this is Deputy So-and-So and we just got a 911 call from your phone and we were just checking to make sure everything was okay. Please give us a call at 1-800-blah,blah,blah,blah."
WHAT?!?!?
Of course I called back and let them know that all was well and I was sorry.
I thought and thought about how it could have happened when it dawned on me. I only weigh in on SATURDAYS... That's when the call was made!!!
MY DAMN SCALE CALLED 911 AFTER I WEIGHED MYSELF!!!!! The scale's goin' down.
ARRRRGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
I got hit on!!! Stop the press!!!!
Yup, it's true, I got hit on. I was told, (and I quote!), "You're a hottie!". Oh yes, I was picked up. I was also told that I look normal and everything, but once you get to know me, it's obvious I'm not... (what the...????!?!?!?). It was from a customer, but they were serious. And if I "weren't moving... well, it's a shame we didn't meet sooner...". Oh yeah, that's right. I was totally hit on. And this was not a bad looking customer! Teeth... a job.... hair... wait a minute... too much hair....
Oh, that's right.... IT WAS A GIRL.
I got hit on by a girl in this rinky-dink town. Do I have a sign on me that says, "Well, you never know... just ask her! She might be bi!"?!?!?!?
WHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
Oh, that's right.... IT WAS A GIRL.
I got hit on by a girl in this rinky-dink town. Do I have a sign on me that says, "Well, you never know... just ask her! She might be bi!"?!?!?!?
WHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
*warning*... this is about PMS
I woke up this morning and thought, "Holy crap, I weigh 797 lbs!!!!". So I worked out (Tae Bo.. it's pretty fun), even though I haven't been losing weight. I know muscle weighs more than fat, but it's still very discouraging!!! I'm almost the same weight as when I started a month and a half ago. But I worked out anyway. I had some water. And then I got this sadistic, inhumane urge to weigh myself even though it's not Saturday (the only day I'm allowed to weight myself).
So I did it.
Even as the numbers were tallying up I thought, "Oh, this is a baaaad idea.". And it was. When I saw the numbers I started crying. Then I thought, "What is this?!? Am I close to my period or something? I'm SOOOOOO FAAAATTTTT!!!".
Then I took a shower and got ready for work. Just before leaving, I felt... well, I knew I should go to the bathroom... and sure enough, I had started my period. I was actually relieved! At least I knew where these self-hatred thoughts and bloatiness was coming from! (A week early I might add.)
This is what I look like today:
*sigh* Stupid PMS!!!
I got into a "confrontation" with the pharmacist today. He was trying to do something that he should know how to do and he asked me how to do it. I told him he's done it before and he told me not to get snotty with him.
He told me not to get snotty with him!!!!!!
So I said, (in a snotty voice), "I'm not getting snotty!... YET." It was ugly. But I swear I restrained myself on several levels!!!
Well, at least I had a good hair day!
So I did it.
Even as the numbers were tallying up I thought, "Oh, this is a baaaad idea.". And it was. When I saw the numbers I started crying. Then I thought, "What is this?!? Am I close to my period or something? I'm SOOOOOO FAAAATTTTT!!!".
Then I took a shower and got ready for work. Just before leaving, I felt... well, I knew I should go to the bathroom... and sure enough, I had started my period. I was actually relieved! At least I knew where these self-hatred thoughts and bloatiness was coming from! (A week early I might add.)
This is what I look like today:
*sigh* Stupid PMS!!!
I got into a "confrontation" with the pharmacist today. He was trying to do something that he should know how to do and he asked me how to do it. I told him he's done it before and he told me not to get snotty with him.
He told me not to get snotty with him!!!!!!
So I said, (in a snotty voice), "I'm not getting snotty!... YET." It was ugly. But I swear I restrained myself on several levels!!!
Well, at least I had a good hair day!
Friday, August 26, 2005
XYZ, man!!!!
So I'm at work and I see this guy walking around and he stops at the KY Jelly/Condom/for-his&her-pleasure area. He ends up getting armfuls of stuff. That's fine. Whatever floats your boat. I'm not worried about that at all. But what made it funny was that his ZIPPER WAS TOTALLY DOWN. My supervisor said, "Oh, I think that is the vendor.". She was wrong. I don't know who told him, or if he realized it himself, but he ended up with the zipper up. I was almost laughing uncontrollably! I was so thankful he didn't go through my checkstand!!!
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Perverted bug
So I'm standing outside at the coffee stand in our parking lot, facing the parking lot, but near the highway. I'm looking at cars and their colors because my sister Rayleen is buying a new car soon and is thinking about colors, etc. I turn around to face the highway and WHOOSH! A freakin' bug flew down my shirt!!!!!! Of course I bent down immediatley and grabbed the neck of my shirt, stretching it down to my toes (or so it seemed) to expel the bug. It was a termite-ish thing and it was down my shirt. Sensing that the highway traffic just got a really interesting shot of what this town is all about, I stood up and tried to "scoop" it out without really touching it much. Finally, with my shirt way out, it started crawling up (miraculous that it didn't get smashed) and I got it out. Some old retiree is telling his wife, "Gee Claudel, ah shore do lahk this playce sumpin' fierce... ah wanna come here ever year!"
*sigh*
*sigh*
Friday, August 12, 2005
12Aug2005
I realize it's been a couple of weeks since I've posted - sorry about that. It's been a busy time.
I went to Albany to check out where I'm moving. I've been given the date of October 1st, so I'm hoping that's final. Albany was just fine! I had a different picture in my head, but it was just fine. Speaking of pictures, I took my camera with me and took absolutely no pictures. I just forgot I suppose. I had a lot on my mind, and pics were not in that equation.
While in Albany, I got to see Jeff a couple of times... not for very long (each time he was working), but it was nice to see him. What a cutie! :)
Albany is a little smaller than I thought, and that's actually nice. I thought it was going to be a bit on the big side, but it's not bad. They have at least 2 Taco Bell's, a Wendy's, Jack in the Box, Burger King and more... along with Costco, Ross, a real mall and more. :) Yay!!! Places to shop!!!
I'm praying I can rent a place with a bit of privacy. I saw a couple of places for rent and one of them I fell in love with... although the rent was a little too much. It had oak floors, an upstairs, a long garage and more. The front yard was cute and the back yard had privacy and smelled great. It was in town, but worth it. :)
Other news:
My friend and co-worker is sick. She woke up with one side of her face not responding and drooping - much like a stroke. She tried to come to work, but the manager told her to go to the hospital. With her boyfriend driving (thank God), she lost her vision. She went to a hospital that apparently turned her down because they didn't take her insurance?!? I didn't think that was legal??? So she went to a smaller place who ran tests. She's been having a lot of migraines lately and has been sick a lot. Apparently, she has swelling of the brain and Bell's Palsy (sp?) was mentioned. She went to a specialist (or at least somebody who knows something) in Medford today and I'm waiting to hear more. My prayers and thoughts are with my friend Jody... yours would be appreciated.
God bless you Jody!
Oh, I got my hair cut again because it needed a trim and it was getting out of control... here it is, with a "fish face":
As for my diet, I've been excercising 5 days a week. I made the mistake of weighing myself in the middle of the week and immediatly regretted it. My official weigh-in will be tomorrow (Saturdays only!!!)... I'll let you know...
I went to Albany to check out where I'm moving. I've been given the date of October 1st, so I'm hoping that's final. Albany was just fine! I had a different picture in my head, but it was just fine. Speaking of pictures, I took my camera with me and took absolutely no pictures. I just forgot I suppose. I had a lot on my mind, and pics were not in that equation.
While in Albany, I got to see Jeff a couple of times... not for very long (each time he was working), but it was nice to see him. What a cutie! :)
Albany is a little smaller than I thought, and that's actually nice. I thought it was going to be a bit on the big side, but it's not bad. They have at least 2 Taco Bell's, a Wendy's, Jack in the Box, Burger King and more... along with Costco, Ross, a real mall and more. :) Yay!!! Places to shop!!!
I'm praying I can rent a place with a bit of privacy. I saw a couple of places for rent and one of them I fell in love with... although the rent was a little too much. It had oak floors, an upstairs, a long garage and more. The front yard was cute and the back yard had privacy and smelled great. It was in town, but worth it. :)
Other news:
My friend and co-worker is sick. She woke up with one side of her face not responding and drooping - much like a stroke. She tried to come to work, but the manager told her to go to the hospital. With her boyfriend driving (thank God), she lost her vision. She went to a hospital that apparently turned her down because they didn't take her insurance?!? I didn't think that was legal??? So she went to a smaller place who ran tests. She's been having a lot of migraines lately and has been sick a lot. Apparently, she has swelling of the brain and Bell's Palsy (sp?) was mentioned. She went to a specialist (or at least somebody who knows something) in Medford today and I'm waiting to hear more. My prayers and thoughts are with my friend Jody... yours would be appreciated.
God bless you Jody!
Oh, I got my hair cut again because it needed a trim and it was getting out of control... here it is, with a "fish face":
As for my diet, I've been excercising 5 days a week. I made the mistake of weighing myself in the middle of the week and immediatly regretted it. My official weigh-in will be tomorrow (Saturdays only!!!)... I'll let you know...
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Insurance and Cat scratch fever?
I changed insurance to Geico this evening. I had to up the coverage on a few things because of Oregon requirements, but it still saved me about $90!! And the guy that helped me was really cool and friendly, and very helpful. So I said that I would recommend them to my friends and family. Done.
I've been working out with the Tae Bo DVDs and it's going good. I worked out Sunday, Monday and this morning... So far, so good. I've also cut beer out of my diet. I'm giving myself a month to try this out and we'll see what kind of progress (if any) there is. A month is nice and "short-term", so it's a good goal for me.
After my workout this morning, I hopped in the shower and there was a spot on my back that was a little itchy. I reached back to find that I had a semi-long (about 4 or 5 inches) scratch! I have NO idea how it got there! The only thing I can think of is that Grace was sleeping on my back and I started turning over and she tried to hang on or something???
The other night she jumped off the bed only to have Buddy scare her and she jumped back onto me, dug in her claws and took off - that I remember even though I was asleep... it woke me up with the pain! But the one on my back... I really don't know. How weird is that?!?
I've been working out with the Tae Bo DVDs and it's going good. I worked out Sunday, Monday and this morning... So far, so good. I've also cut beer out of my diet. I'm giving myself a month to try this out and we'll see what kind of progress (if any) there is. A month is nice and "short-term", so it's a good goal for me.
After my workout this morning, I hopped in the shower and there was a spot on my back that was a little itchy. I reached back to find that I had a semi-long (about 4 or 5 inches) scratch! I have NO idea how it got there! The only thing I can think of is that Grace was sleeping on my back and I started turning over and she tried to hang on or something???
The other night she jumped off the bed only to have Buddy scare her and she jumped back onto me, dug in her claws and took off - that I remember even though I was asleep... it woke me up with the pain! But the one on my back... I really don't know. How weird is that?!?
Monday, July 25, 2005
Diet Pt. II
Okay, since I have "carbs" in my frige and in my cupboards, I have put off the low-carb thing... Instead, I bought a workout DVD on Saturday night. I worked out Sunday morning and this morning (Monday). I am hoping to work out 5 days a week for a month and NO BEER. I'll let you know how it goes.
Oh, and I can't weigh myself every day. That's too much. Maybe once a week? I weighed myself on Sunday, so we'll go with either Sunday's or Monday's from now on. I'll let you know. Maybe it will be better than walking to and from work.
*sigh*
Oh, and I can't weigh myself every day. That's too much. Maybe once a week? I weighed myself on Sunday, so we'll go with either Sunday's or Monday's from now on. I'll let you know. Maybe it will be better than walking to and from work.
*sigh*
Saturday, July 23, 2005
The Diet is Off. For now.
Well, I ended up eating a very good low-carb cheese omelet with hot sauce (more on that later) and lite sour cream.
But looking in my refrigerator and freezer... well, I have some frozen dinners and bread and stuff that I have to eat before I move. I won't throw it away because that's just silly. So I'll eat it. And when I'm finished, maybe I'll start a low-carb diet.
About that hot sauce... Way back in December of last year, I got a cold and started craving spicy things. I think it was because they were the only things I could "taste". For some reason, I haven't stopped craving spice. So a couple of weeks ago my friend Marie introduced me to a new hot sauce: Sriracha.
This is what it looks like:
I believe you can buy in in any grocery store, possibly with the "asian" foods. It's very garlicy and somewhat sweet, and I'm obsessed with it! I sometimes pick my dinner around it, such as, "I want pasta, but can I have my Sriracha with it? No? Maybe I'll have burritos."
I recommend trying it.
But looking in my refrigerator and freezer... well, I have some frozen dinners and bread and stuff that I have to eat before I move. I won't throw it away because that's just silly. So I'll eat it. And when I'm finished, maybe I'll start a low-carb diet.
About that hot sauce... Way back in December of last year, I got a cold and started craving spicy things. I think it was because they were the only things I could "taste". For some reason, I haven't stopped craving spice. So a couple of weeks ago my friend Marie introduced me to a new hot sauce: Sriracha.
This is what it looks like:
I believe you can buy in in any grocery store, possibly with the "asian" foods. It's very garlicy and somewhat sweet, and I'm obsessed with it! I sometimes pick my dinner around it, such as, "I want pasta, but can I have my Sriracha with it? No? Maybe I'll have burritos."
I recommend trying it.
Diet???
Okay, 3.5 hours into the diet and I'm having doubts. I can't decide if I want eggs or the leftover calzone that I just got yesterday and can't see it going to waste!!!... or would it be to "waist"???
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stupid diets!!!! I might have to start tomorrow. I just don't know...
Wow, I have the willpower of a cat (who we all know doesn't even know what that means - they take what they want when they want it).
ARG.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stupid diets!!!! I might have to start tomorrow. I just don't know...
Wow, I have the willpower of a cat (who we all know doesn't even know what that means - they take what they want when they want it).
ARG.
Dieting
I'm getting really pissed off about the whole dieting scene. I know I need some exercise and I've been walking to work and home (a little over a mile one way), and it doesn't seem to be helping a lot. I'm almost ready to do something drastic like take weight loss supplements or go back on the Atkins thing. Supplements would definitely be easier, but Atkins would probably be healthier. Maybe I should try it for a month and see. In fact, I think I will!
From this day, the 23rd of July until the 22nd of August (the day before my Mom's birthday), I'm going to try the Atkins thing.
Does this mean I have to drink my coffee black??? I've been trying to drink less and less caffeine, which means I've been drinking half-regular and half-decaf for the past month or so. I still feel like I need the caffeine though. I'll keep working on it.
I would post my weight as a "testimonial" of sorts, but I don't think that's necessary. Plus, I'm thinking about giving Jeff the address to this blog, and honestly I think I would rather peel back my eyelid and pour straight alcohol on my eyeball than let him know how much I weigh... Not that he's a materialistic kind of guy, but just that I don't have the cajones.
I'll keep my blog updated as to my weight loss (I freakin' hope!!!).
From this day, the 23rd of July until the 22nd of August (the day before my Mom's birthday), I'm going to try the Atkins thing.
Does this mean I have to drink my coffee black??? I've been trying to drink less and less caffeine, which means I've been drinking half-regular and half-decaf for the past month or so. I still feel like I need the caffeine though. I'll keep working on it.
I would post my weight as a "testimonial" of sorts, but I don't think that's necessary. Plus, I'm thinking about giving Jeff the address to this blog, and honestly I think I would rather peel back my eyelid and pour straight alcohol on my eyeball than let him know how much I weigh... Not that he's a materialistic kind of guy, but just that I don't have the cajones.
I'll keep my blog updated as to my weight loss (I freakin' hope!!!).
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
MOOOHAAAHAHAAHAHAHAAAA!!!
Either I'm cool or losers wrote the test and therefore I am one of their kind:
News 20Jul2005
Well, this is what's going on:
The pharmacy manager called the District Manager and told her it would really be a shame for the company to lose me just because they hired somebody else (not that I would be fired, but that I might quit or something), and the DM agreed and is looking for availabilities in the surrounding areas. So that's nice. And they are planning on me moving at the end of next month - a lot sooner than I had originally anticipated, which is cool with me because now I won't be moving in the snow or something.
I was a little worried about one thing though... Most places want you to be earning 2.5 times your rent and at the place I live now, I make basically 2 times my rent - one paycheck for rent, one to live on. I was concerned because it might be harder to find a place to rent that would trust me even with good rental history. So I was hoping to hear about the pharmacy technician test results (the test I took a couple of months ago), because it gets me a raise if I pass.
I found out today:
I PASSED!!!!!! WOOOOOO-HOOOOO!!!!
The pharmacy manager called the District Manager and told her it would really be a shame for the company to lose me just because they hired somebody else (not that I would be fired, but that I might quit or something), and the DM agreed and is looking for availabilities in the surrounding areas. So that's nice. And they are planning on me moving at the end of next month - a lot sooner than I had originally anticipated, which is cool with me because now I won't be moving in the snow or something.
I was a little worried about one thing though... Most places want you to be earning 2.5 times your rent and at the place I live now, I make basically 2 times my rent - one paycheck for rent, one to live on. I was concerned because it might be harder to find a place to rent that would trust me even with good rental history. So I was hoping to hear about the pharmacy technician test results (the test I took a couple of months ago), because it gets me a raise if I pass.
I found out today:
I PASSED!!!!!! WOOOOOO-HOOOOO!!!!
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
*sigh* Albany Part 3 and other stuff
Well, the pharmacy manager called the other store today and found out they might have hired somebody... we'll find out more maybe tomorrow? So who knows?!?!?!?!
Meanwhile...
I went to my Mom's house for her annual family get-together. There were about 70 people there this year, a little less than before, but it was pretty hot and some people don't like the traveling and whatnot when it's hot. It was a good time - I think everybody was happy. There were lots of different foods to eat including elk burgers, smoked salmon rolls, black forest cake, chicken, salad, hot dogs, deviled eggs, and tons of birthday cake that my Mom bought for all the birthday people. :) I get full thinking about it!
I did get to do some chores while I was there, like mow lots of grass, catch snakes for Mom, feeding the horses the cut grass, etc. And of course I got bit by mosquitos. This is what it looks like when I get bit by them since I'm a little allergic (I don't know how clear the pic will be):
No, I don't have several elbows, I just swell a little.
This is what I looked like by the time I got home, grabbed some Taco Bell (just to be hit on by the guy at the drive thru who called me "Cutie" and said I should take him four-wheelin'. I don't think so Scruffy McTaco.):
And today, after my burn has fully bloomed... can you see where my seat belt was?
But thankfully, it doesn't really hurt, it's just a little hot and sometimes itchy.
The drive was great and beautiful although I only took one picture that I'm going to post later...
hehehe!
Meanwhile...
I went to my Mom's house for her annual family get-together. There were about 70 people there this year, a little less than before, but it was pretty hot and some people don't like the traveling and whatnot when it's hot. It was a good time - I think everybody was happy. There were lots of different foods to eat including elk burgers, smoked salmon rolls, black forest cake, chicken, salad, hot dogs, deviled eggs, and tons of birthday cake that my Mom bought for all the birthday people. :) I get full thinking about it!
I did get to do some chores while I was there, like mow lots of grass, catch snakes for Mom, feeding the horses the cut grass, etc. And of course I got bit by mosquitos. This is what it looks like when I get bit by them since I'm a little allergic (I don't know how clear the pic will be):
No, I don't have several elbows, I just swell a little.
This is what I looked like by the time I got home, grabbed some Taco Bell (just to be hit on by the guy at the drive thru who called me "Cutie" and said I should take him four-wheelin'. I don't think so Scruffy McTaco.):
And today, after my burn has fully bloomed... can you see where my seat belt was?
But thankfully, it doesn't really hurt, it's just a little hot and sometimes itchy.
The drive was great and beautiful although I only took one picture that I'm going to post later...
hehehe!
Monday, July 18, 2005
Albany Part 2
So I called the apartment manager today and he told me I could break my lease without being charged a fee, I will just be responsible for rent for the following 30 days after I give notice.
Well.
I told the pharmacy manager and she asked me if I wanted to do it. I couldn't stop smiling and she said, "I'll take that as a yes.". So I guess it's looking like it might happen. I'm just rolling with it, I'm not going to get all hyper about it. But I am a little excited and scared. It's the monetary thing that I'm scared about because it's expensive to move. But we'll see. Boy, I need to pack! That's only a month and a half!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Well.
I told the pharmacy manager and she asked me if I wanted to do it. I couldn't stop smiling and she said, "I'll take that as a yes.". So I guess it's looking like it might happen. I'm just rolling with it, I'm not going to get all hyper about it. But I am a little excited and scared. It's the monetary thing that I'm scared about because it's expensive to move. But we'll see. Boy, I need to pack! That's only a month and a half!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Seriously, I'm not going to stress.
Seriously, I'm not going to stress.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Albany
So the pharmacist (the good one, not the flatulent one) had to call the Albany store today for some reason and I heard her asking them if they needed a tech there. They need one now. She said she didn't think that would happen. When she hung up she told me they could probably wait until the end of next month and she wanted to know if I was locked into a lease at these apartments. So I'm going to ask the manager as soon as I get a chance.
I don't know if it will happen, but I trust God to have His hand in it, and if it happens, it must be good. So I'm not going to stress about it, instead I'm kind of curious to see what will happen. If it's meant to be, I'll be able to get out of this lease and get a house -oh yes, a real house!- in Albany. It will all just happen. But if not, that's okay, it'll happen when it does.
I've been trying to keep an eye out for a house just outside the city limits. I can't wait to live in a real house - something I haven't done as an adult. I'm soooo ready. And I know Rayleen knows what I'm talking about! :)
I don't know if it will happen, but I trust God to have His hand in it, and if it happens, it must be good. So I'm not going to stress about it, instead I'm kind of curious to see what will happen. If it's meant to be, I'll be able to get out of this lease and get a house -oh yes, a real house!- in Albany. It will all just happen. But if not, that's okay, it'll happen when it does.
I've been trying to keep an eye out for a house just outside the city limits. I can't wait to live in a real house - something I haven't done as an adult. I'm soooo ready. And I know Rayleen knows what I'm talking about! :)
Monday, July 11, 2005
Customers and Service (vent session, beware)
There are times when I think that maybe I'm not in the right line of work. I think I'm pretty good with customers, nice and all that... but there are times when I just want to say, "What are you thinking?!?". People can just be so stinkin' rude!
So this is what I would like to say to all the rude people out there. All the people who think they are better just because for a moment in time, they are the customer and they are supposedly "right". All the people who don't care. All the people who want, want, want, and want it right now! All the people who think they are the only customer who counts. All the people who think they will demand mayonnaise because they wanted it and didn't get it and can't just ask nicely because after all, they must be the only people the waitress is helping and therefore she/he must be able to remember everything they want. All the people who think directions magically appear on lables and insurances are magically billed and since it's already in a tube, why don't you just give it to me?!@?. All the people who are SNOTTY. All the people who glare at the people helping them and expect to be the most important person all day. All the people who don't understand stress. All the people who are snobby. All the people who think if they WHINE loud enough, they'll get what they want. All the people who try to use coupons that are expired and complain because they want it at the cheaper price. All the people who yell at the "peons", the supervisor and the managers, just because they know they can.
To all of those people, listen to what I have to say because this is for you:
SUCK IT UP! YOU ARE NOT THAT IMPORTANT! I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO IN MY LIFE THAN TO HELP YOU, YOU ARROGANT JERK, LIKE CLEAN OUT THE LITTER BOX! THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU, IN FACT EVERYBODY AROUND YOU THINKS YOU ARE AN INFECTED LITTLE SCAB THAT THEY WOULD LIKE TO PICK OFF THEIR DIRTY LITTLE KNEE SO YOU WON'T BE SUCH AN ANNOYANCE! JUST... SHUT... UP!!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND RIGHT, SHUT UP!!! NOBODY CARES WHAT YOUR NAME IS AND HOW MUCH YOU SPEND AT THIS STORE! NOBODY CARES HOW MUCH YOU THINK YOU'VE BEEN WRONGED BY HAVING TO WAIT 10 MINUTES FOR SOMETHING THAT TAKES 15 MINUTES TO DO! AND IF YOU ARE SICK, MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE TURNED IN THAT PRESCRIPTION A MONTH AGO WHEN IT WAS WRITTEN!!! NO, I DIDN'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME BECAUSE I THINK YOU ARE IMPORTANT, I REMEMBER YOUR NAME BECAUSE THE LAST TIME YOU WERE HERE YOU WERE A JERK AND I TOLD EVERYBODY ABOUT IT! YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT, WE ALL KNOW ABOUT YOU! WHY DON'T YOU WORK RETAIL FOR A WHILE AND SEE JUST HOW IMPORTANT YOU ARE?!?
SHUT YOUR WHINING, COMPLAINING, FOUL, SNEERING, WHIMPERING, SNIVELING, "ME-ME-ME", LOUD, NEVER-ENDING, ARROGANT, DEPRESSING, EVER-PESSIMISTIC, I'LL-GO-SOMEWHERE-ELSE, THE-CUSTOMER-IS-ALWAYS-RIGHT, I-PAY-YOUR-SALARY MOUTHS!!!!!!
aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. thank you.
So this is what I would like to say to all the rude people out there. All the people who think they are better just because for a moment in time, they are the customer and they are supposedly "right". All the people who don't care. All the people who want, want, want, and want it right now! All the people who think they are the only customer who counts. All the people who think they will demand mayonnaise because they wanted it and didn't get it and can't just ask nicely because after all, they must be the only people the waitress is helping and therefore she/he must be able to remember everything they want. All the people who think directions magically appear on lables and insurances are magically billed and since it's already in a tube, why don't you just give it to me?!@?. All the people who are SNOTTY. All the people who glare at the people helping them and expect to be the most important person all day. All the people who don't understand stress. All the people who are snobby. All the people who think if they WHINE loud enough, they'll get what they want. All the people who try to use coupons that are expired and complain because they want it at the cheaper price. All the people who yell at the "peons", the supervisor and the managers, just because they know they can.
To all of those people, listen to what I have to say because this is for you:
SUCK IT UP! YOU ARE NOT THAT IMPORTANT! I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO IN MY LIFE THAN TO HELP YOU, YOU ARROGANT JERK, LIKE CLEAN OUT THE LITTER BOX! THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU, IN FACT EVERYBODY AROUND YOU THINKS YOU ARE AN INFECTED LITTLE SCAB THAT THEY WOULD LIKE TO PICK OFF THEIR DIRTY LITTLE KNEE SO YOU WON'T BE SUCH AN ANNOYANCE! JUST... SHUT... UP!!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND RIGHT, SHUT UP!!! NOBODY CARES WHAT YOUR NAME IS AND HOW MUCH YOU SPEND AT THIS STORE! NOBODY CARES HOW MUCH YOU THINK YOU'VE BEEN WRONGED BY HAVING TO WAIT 10 MINUTES FOR SOMETHING THAT TAKES 15 MINUTES TO DO! AND IF YOU ARE SICK, MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE TURNED IN THAT PRESCRIPTION A MONTH AGO WHEN IT WAS WRITTEN!!! NO, I DIDN'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME BECAUSE I THINK YOU ARE IMPORTANT, I REMEMBER YOUR NAME BECAUSE THE LAST TIME YOU WERE HERE YOU WERE A JERK AND I TOLD EVERYBODY ABOUT IT! YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT, WE ALL KNOW ABOUT YOU! WHY DON'T YOU WORK RETAIL FOR A WHILE AND SEE JUST HOW IMPORTANT YOU ARE?!?
SHUT YOUR WHINING, COMPLAINING, FOUL, SNEERING, WHIMPERING, SNIVELING, "ME-ME-ME", LOUD, NEVER-ENDING, ARROGANT, DEPRESSING, EVER-PESSIMISTIC, I'LL-GO-SOMEWHERE-ELSE, THE-CUSTOMER-IS-ALWAYS-RIGHT, I-PAY-YOUR-SALARY MOUTHS!!!!!!
aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. thank you.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
I learned something
My ever patient sister Rayleen has been trying to teach me how to be a better blogger. So she taught me how to make the blue linky things!!! :) YAY!!!
So I went out with "the girls" last night and we went to one of the bars here in town. Hm. I'm surprised at such a little meat market here in this sleepy town, but sure enough it was. I figured it would be just a small-town hole in the wall, so I wore the same pants and t-shirt that I wore all day (and found a nice little mudhole for my jeep to play in). When I got there, all the girls were showing cleavage and all the guys were... well, some of the guys were wearing tight t-shirts. One particularly drunk fella was wearing board shorts and a long sleeved button up shirt that had bleach spots all down the back.
And he's the guy that kept asking me to dance. Why do I get all the winners??? I told him I killed a guy dancing once, and it wasn't safe for me to hit the dance floor... I'm just so bad at it! His unfocused, dilated pupils told me he didn't get it.
*sigh*
But we got out of there unscathed and not too annoyed. We actually left kind of early, but that's probably a good thing. :)
So I went out with "the girls" last night and we went to one of the bars here in town. Hm. I'm surprised at such a little meat market here in this sleepy town, but sure enough it was. I figured it would be just a small-town hole in the wall, so I wore the same pants and t-shirt that I wore all day (and found a nice little mudhole for my jeep to play in). When I got there, all the girls were showing cleavage and all the guys were... well, some of the guys were wearing tight t-shirts. One particularly drunk fella was wearing board shorts and a long sleeved button up shirt that had bleach spots all down the back.
And he's the guy that kept asking me to dance. Why do I get all the winners??? I told him I killed a guy dancing once, and it wasn't safe for me to hit the dance floor... I'm just so bad at it! His unfocused, dilated pupils told me he didn't get it.
*sigh*
But we got out of there unscathed and not too annoyed. We actually left kind of early, but that's probably a good thing. :)
Monday, July 04, 2005
I'm posting a pic!!!! GASP!!!!!
Okay, here's my staightend hair! Boy, I really look excited... Please ignore the face.
What rejected crayon color are you?
This was too funny to pass up!!!
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!
Thursday, June 30, 2005
The End of June
Well, it's already the end of June - what's up with that?!? It just got sunny here! I've been complaining about that of course, and I have refused to put all of the windows on my Jeep because it's JUNE!!!! But it finally feels like summer here, so I'm happy about that.
So here's something I've been dealing with for a while...
I feel like I've been in a spiritual Sahara for some time now. I feel far from God and confused about that. Does everybody go through this? And if so, why? I'm sure God isn't mad that I moved because He's everywhere, but sometimes that's what it feels like. And honestly, the church I go to seems... Dry. It seems like there are only a few really genuine people there. I feel like I'm being emptied out and nothing is going in.
So I'm sure many of you know that I'm going to move again. I have mixed feelings about that as well. I really wanted to stay somewhere for a long time, but I don't believe I can do that here. I think I went a little too small when I moved here. It looks bigger until you're here for a while. I keep running into people that I know - everywhere I go! Including the guy that gets Viagra refilled and asked me out. So I think I need to go a little bit bigger. A place with a craft store. Thanks to my sister, I've got a couple of towns in mind and I'm planning on December.
Hey, isn't this two updates in one week?!? Woo-hoo!
So here's something I've been dealing with for a while...
I feel like I've been in a spiritual Sahara for some time now. I feel far from God and confused about that. Does everybody go through this? And if so, why? I'm sure God isn't mad that I moved because He's everywhere, but sometimes that's what it feels like. And honestly, the church I go to seems... Dry. It seems like there are only a few really genuine people there. I feel like I'm being emptied out and nothing is going in.
So I'm sure many of you know that I'm going to move again. I have mixed feelings about that as well. I really wanted to stay somewhere for a long time, but I don't believe I can do that here. I think I went a little too small when I moved here. It looks bigger until you're here for a while. I keep running into people that I know - everywhere I go! Including the guy that gets Viagra refilled and asked me out. So I think I need to go a little bit bigger. A place with a craft store. Thanks to my sister, I've got a couple of towns in mind and I'm planning on December.
Hey, isn't this two updates in one week?!? Woo-hoo!
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Where am I??? Is this MY blog???
Okay, so I went to my sister's blog and was reading and cracking up and gasping and whatnot, when I thought, "Hey... I should update mine since it's been a loooong time". Of couse, nobody reads it anymore because I never update it, but that's okay. :)
I'm going to try to put a (really bad) picture of me on this... but it's morning and I haven't done anything... but this is what my hair looks like when I straighten it:
Okay seriously, I'm not very bright. I can't make a picture on this. I keep hitting the button and nothing is happening.
AAAARRRRGGGG!!!!
Well, anyway...
I've been trying to eat healthier and get a little bit of excersize. Yeah. Um, I do okay during the day, but at night for dinner... the phrase "portion control" means nothing to me.
I bought 2 new outfits (at a great sale!) but I got them about 2 sizes too small. And I'm giving myself until October to fit in them. In October I have to go to my friend's wedding in Michigan and I want to look nice. Plus, my bosses mortgage guy lives there too, and he's agreed to be my date to the wedding. Poor guy. I'm a pity date.
Okay, I need to go figure out how to post a picture.
I'm going to try to put a (really bad) picture of me on this... but it's morning and I haven't done anything... but this is what my hair looks like when I straighten it:
Okay seriously, I'm not very bright. I can't make a picture on this. I keep hitting the button and nothing is happening.
AAAARRRRGGGG!!!!
Well, anyway...
I've been trying to eat healthier and get a little bit of excersize. Yeah. Um, I do okay during the day, but at night for dinner... the phrase "portion control" means nothing to me.
I bought 2 new outfits (at a great sale!) but I got them about 2 sizes too small. And I'm giving myself until October to fit in them. In October I have to go to my friend's wedding in Michigan and I want to look nice. Plus, my bosses mortgage guy lives there too, and he's agreed to be my date to the wedding. Poor guy. I'm a pity date.
Okay, I need to go figure out how to post a picture.
Monday, April 11, 2005
Cooking update
The strawberry-oatmeal-bar things were horrible. Lumpy, pasty, oatmealy things with very little flavor.
So I made rice crispy treats instead. With help from a chef friend. I started to botch it up in a serious way when it came to squishing it all into a pan... but then my friend put olive oil on my hand so it wouldn't stick to me. Whew!.. but it was fun eating the stuff stuck on my non-oiled hand. :)
I actually made them for somebody else because I don't have much of a sweet tooth... So now I just need to send them off!
So I made rice crispy treats instead. With help from a chef friend. I started to botch it up in a serious way when it came to squishing it all into a pan... but then my friend put olive oil on my hand so it wouldn't stick to me. Whew!.. but it was fun eating the stuff stuck on my non-oiled hand. :)
I actually made them for somebody else because I don't have much of a sweet tooth... So now I just need to send them off!
Saturday, April 02, 2005
I'm baaaaaack!!!
(Okay, so I'm not very good at being faithful to my blog!)
10 GOOD COOKING TIPS FOR THE CULINARILY-CHALLENGED
1. Get a big bowl to mix things in. When the recipe says to get a medium sized mixing bowl, get a BIG bowl. It's hard to run the mixer with one hand and cup your other hand over the bowl so you can catch some of the stuff flying out.
2. If you put mix brown sugar with a mixer and it's hard and clumpy, the big clumps will shoot right out of the mixer, over the bowl, past your shielding hand, and onto the floor. You might want to break down those clumps before mixing. I tried nuking them in the microwave and it helped a little... but I didn't get all the big clumps. Needless to say, they aren't in the cookie bar mix anymore.
3. When the recipe calls for strawberry pie filling, it's apparently not asking for canned strawberries in a light syrup. I'm not sure how this will affect the cookie bar things, but hopefully it will not be too runny. Hmm...
4. When you blend the canned strawberries in light syrup, don't wear something you like. And get a big bowl if you can.
5. Canned strawberries in a light syrup is easy to clean off the walls if you do it right away.
6. When the recipe calls for a 13X9 inch baking pan, I don't know if those are "real" measurements... at least it doesn't look like it to me.
7. Cats don't appear to appreciate strawberries in their food.
8. When pouring things like almond extract into the measuring spoon, sometimes it's better if you DON'T pour it over the bowl with the mixture in it. If you over-pour, you end up with a lot of extract in the mixture that you can't take out.
9. When cleaning up strawberries from your mixer, don't forget it gets all underneath... and again, it's a lot easier if you do it right away.
10. It's not really a good idea to type on your keyboard if you are cooking and you didn't get all of the strawberry stuff from your fingers.
10 GOOD COOKING TIPS FOR THE CULINARILY-CHALLENGED
1. Get a big bowl to mix things in. When the recipe says to get a medium sized mixing bowl, get a BIG bowl. It's hard to run the mixer with one hand and cup your other hand over the bowl so you can catch some of the stuff flying out.
2. If you put mix brown sugar with a mixer and it's hard and clumpy, the big clumps will shoot right out of the mixer, over the bowl, past your shielding hand, and onto the floor. You might want to break down those clumps before mixing. I tried nuking them in the microwave and it helped a little... but I didn't get all the big clumps. Needless to say, they aren't in the cookie bar mix anymore.
3. When the recipe calls for strawberry pie filling, it's apparently not asking for canned strawberries in a light syrup. I'm not sure how this will affect the cookie bar things, but hopefully it will not be too runny. Hmm...
4. When you blend the canned strawberries in light syrup, don't wear something you like. And get a big bowl if you can.
5. Canned strawberries in a light syrup is easy to clean off the walls if you do it right away.
6. When the recipe calls for a 13X9 inch baking pan, I don't know if those are "real" measurements... at least it doesn't look like it to me.
7. Cats don't appear to appreciate strawberries in their food.
8. When pouring things like almond extract into the measuring spoon, sometimes it's better if you DON'T pour it over the bowl with the mixture in it. If you over-pour, you end up with a lot of extract in the mixture that you can't take out.
9. When cleaning up strawberries from your mixer, don't forget it gets all underneath... and again, it's a lot easier if you do it right away.
10. It's not really a good idea to type on your keyboard if you are cooking and you didn't get all of the strawberry stuff from your fingers.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Job and stuff...
Well, the job is going just fine. I am applying for my license soon - I just need to find a picture of myself that is recent to send with the application. Hmph. There is some drama at work between my immediate supervisor and one of the other girls. You know how catty some women can be! I feel like the buffer sometimes, but for the most part I just try to stay out of it all. I'm neutral! I just don't care about their little issues, I'm there to work.
My sis is here for the week and we haven't been able to spend a lot of time together because I have to work of course. But the time we do get to hang out is great. She is trying to teach me how to knit and I'm going straight into making an afgan. I'm actually hoping to make it for somebody, but if it comes out with a lot of mistakes I'll just keep it for myself until I get better.
Short and boring, but that's all I've got right now. I need to eat dinner! :)
My sis is here for the week and we haven't been able to spend a lot of time together because I have to work of course. But the time we do get to hang out is great. She is trying to teach me how to knit and I'm going straight into making an afgan. I'm actually hoping to make it for somebody, but if it comes out with a lot of mistakes I'll just keep it for myself until I get better.
Short and boring, but that's all I've got right now. I need to eat dinner! :)
Thursday, January 06, 2005
January 6th
Well, the first month of the new year has been going pretty well. One of my cats were sick for a little while, but he seemed to get better in a couple of days, so that was a relief. I promptly got a cold and it's a doozy! Everybody in town seems to be sick and working in a pharmacy... well, I guess I'm just open to it. I'll have to start taking vitamins maybe.
My mom and sister should be here later today, while I'm at work. They are only coming down for the night (for now) and we are going to have Christmas together. I'm pretty excited and can't wait to see them! I haven't seen my sister since August, so it's about time! :)
I got re-aquainted with a high school chum a couple of nights ago. It was pretty cool to talk to him... he has matured a lot since way back when! He reminded me of things long forgotten... bus rides to and from games and such, people, etc. He caught me up on people that I haven't heard about in a long time. He wishes he could go back and I wouldn't go back if you paid me a million dollars.
Well, God bless you all this new year!!!!!
My mom and sister should be here later today, while I'm at work. They are only coming down for the night (for now) and we are going to have Christmas together. I'm pretty excited and can't wait to see them! I haven't seen my sister since August, so it's about time! :)
I got re-aquainted with a high school chum a couple of nights ago. It was pretty cool to talk to him... he has matured a lot since way back when! He reminded me of things long forgotten... bus rides to and from games and such, people, etc. He caught me up on people that I haven't heard about in a long time. He wishes he could go back and I wouldn't go back if you paid me a million dollars.
Well, God bless you all this new year!!!!!
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