Tuesday, December 14, 2004

I Need Out of Here!

Well, it seems that I now blog once every two weeks. Since I last wrote, I came down with another resipatory infection thanks to allergies. My doctor and I decided to stock my medicine cabinet so I can fight these attacks myself. I have nose spray, sinus medicine and decongestion medicine. My wallet is definately lighter but I don't care, I am tired of being sick and trying to hack out my lungs!

One thing I want to do to possibly help with my allergies is to remove my carpet and stain my concret slab. I am somewhat afraid of the process so if anyone has done it before and can give me tips I would be ever so grateful. Eventually, I want to install real hardwood floors but I don't have the $8,000 to do that yet!

Three days and counting till my much needed vacation. Two weeks away from this place and with my little man, sounds like heaven right now. Usually, by the end of one week vacation I am ready to go back but my Thanksgiving week off didn't do it and all's that I have been doing is dreaming of this vacation.

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

The Sun Is Shining - I'm happy

Yes I know, it is taking me longer between blog entries but dang it I am have way too much fun with my puppy to do the nightly blog entry. Plus the dog is terrified of my office, since that's where he was locked up when I went to work the first week I had him. Today, he graduated to the backyard! The first part of the morning I was a nervous wreck worried he would find a way out or be emotionally damaged by my putting him out at 7 a.m. Well, I am pleased to announce when mom went to pick him up at 12:30 p.m. he's was in the grass with all four legs in the air rubbing his back. Yeah, I am not a monster after all.

Yesterday, Winston had another doctor’s visit where we discovered he's now 8.3 lbs! Imagine when I got him he was only 3.6 lbs. My baby is growing up. The vet asked me what happened to his noise and I quickly looked at my dog's noise not knowing what he was talking about. Seamus had accidentally, I am sure, scratched off a chunk of Winston's noise. The wee one didn't even act as if anything was wrong, so we followed suit.

Other than that not much...........I am not going to even mention that ass on Amazing Race who yells at his wife every episode, I am in a good mood.

Enough for now.

Friday, November 19, 2004

Driving in the Slow Lane - I like it!

Who knew getting a new puppy would be so exhausting! But I must say I am having a blast. I keep waiting for him to get big like all my other puppies in the past. We had to put two 2X4 boards in my garage so Winston could climb up the step into the house and I have two pillows on the floor by the couch so he can jump off whenever he wants. I pissed him off a few times putting him on the floor when he didn't want to be there. He snuggles good during prime time tv - snoozing in my lap and he's just discovered that the house is an in-door race track.

Yukon is flooded, my plumbing is not wanting to drain and I am hoping that I don't have snake the pipes. I have had no problems till all this rain. Keep you fingers crossed that we have a few dry days and I shower starts draining right (furthermore, do you know how hard it is to potty train in the rain? I need the rain to go away - sorry Sarah, rain bad!).

Work is a lot better now the Graphic Artist is here and doing jobs that once were assigned to me. It's freeing me up for the other stuff I like better. I am not sure what she thinks of us right now, but we gave her a big dose of the insanity we ooze at a department meeting where we all at one point or another got a little caddy. Hopefully, she hasn't started looking for employment elsewhere.

I've had a few new comers to my blog-land - welcome to the dark side! I don't blog as much as I once did but do occasional tap out a few lines. Winston's not big on me sitting at the computer much and honestly he's too much fun right now - blogging suffers, but I'll try harder in the future.

Hey Kim, what's the deal? Sometimes I like to drive in the left land. The right one gets boring all the time.


Thursday, October 28, 2004

More Tears than Fears

I am so excited! Did you hear the news? Tears for Fears is getting back together! Did I just date myself? In college, I thought they were one of the greatest bands. I prefer their first album (yes, darn it, I said album) The Hurting. The college memories came flooding back when I heard the news of their reunion - then like a slap upside the head, reality hit, I am old.

bummer!

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Life is Good

Winston and I are having a ball! Well, he could do without the collar but other than that he seems happy. He is learning more and more each day and I don't think he appreciates the word "NO." He did a dance yesterday when I told him no to chewing on my shoes and then ran over and tossed his baby around.

He's not sure about the rain - I couldn't get him passed the garage door on his own this morning. The sky was falling and he wasn't gonna have anything to do with that!

Work is work and really doesn't matter much when you have a new baby waiting for you to come home. We have a new graphic artist in the office, who is really nice. Hopefully, she can start relieving me of the jobs I acquired through necessity but really don't have the technical skills for.

It's bedlam week, I can't wait for the game. Oh by the game, Winston watches football too (I actually think its the crowd noise that gets his attention but it cute none the less).

Wednesday, October 20, 2004


Winston is doing battle with the big bad stuff moose. Posted by Hello

Winston is getting rather annoyed with me and the camera. Posted by Hello

This is my new roommate, Winston, the Prime Minister. Posted by Hello

Monday, October 18, 2004

Winston Moves In!

Dad and I took a trip to Blanchard on Saturday and came home with a new addition. His name is Winston and he's six weeks old. He is the smallest puppy I've ever had and am afraid I am going to hurt him. He's a Beagle!

His true personality hasn't come out yet. He's just trying to figure out what the hell has happened to him - one minute he's hanging out with his brothers and sisters and the next some crazy people have put him in this big thing for 45 minutes and he hasn't seen anyone he knows since.

I'll keep you posted on all the Winston news as it breaks and will post some pics as soon as I get some. Oh, by the way, Seamus is confused as all get out as to what that wee one is!

Thursday, October 14, 2004

Yes I am Lost Too

Okay, I am addicted to Lost - my thoughts are they are no longer on Earth? Who agrees with me? A man that couldn't walk now does - yep, they've been abducted and taken to a different planet for observation.

I am getting a dog! There I've declared my intention now to make up my mind as to what kind. I am toying with the idea of a getting a Jack Russell or Beagle. Since I have a short fence an Irish Setter or Dalmatian is out of the question. I do however have a very large back yard that would be good for either the Jack or Beagle. My sister tells me that Jack Russells aren't good with other dogs, since they want all the attention (I can't have that since I babysit Seamus every time mom and dad go to Vegas). I also hear that Beagles bark all the time and aren't good neighbors - torn, what to do? I will not get a taco bell dog, poodle, shit-zu, lasa apsa, any sissy dog like that. I can't afford or find a French Bull Dog, which are adorable! AAAARRRRGGGG! Any ideas, anyone?

Saturday, October 02, 2004

Used lungs for sale, I don't want them anymore

The name Walking pneumonia is an oxy-moron! When you've got it your not walking anywhere! Your laying on the couch, hacking out a lung and wish the slow death you are experiencing would happen already! Needless to say, I am sick and royally pissed about it.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Seamus Moves to Yukon

I've had the little man (Seamus) this week. I am so proud of him! Buying this house has made all the difference - no pee-ing in my car, on my bed or running around the house crying while carrying his baby running from room to room. He loves my backyard and it's next to impossible to get him to come in. Monday was horrible for me because he is quite capable of jumping the fence, I was so stressed out worrying that he'd figure that out. So, I came home at lunch and found him asleep by the gate. I am so glad that he hasn't figured out that he can jump!

On the TV front, yeah Chip and Kim - enough said! Colin, I fear, is the next Scot Peterson.

Work has been nuts but hey, that's the norm. Around 4:15 I filled my coffee cup again, if that tells you anything. If my printer doesn't deliver my business cards soon, I fear there will be a revolt! I rarely go 4 hours without someone calling asking if their cards are in. I realize it has taken a very long time but what I want to know is if they are less of a person without cards? Do business card make you a real person or something? Aaarrggg! It's not my fault 3 printers refused to do the printing before I found someone that would!

Monday, September 13, 2004

Shaken Not Stirred

Okay, let's get it over with....I drove into the frigerator! Done laughing? The poor thing just rocked back and forth and every thing inside was thrown all over the place. Okay, you can stop laughing now.

I got two used books in the mail today - woo hoo! RF Delderfield is my favorite author and I found these two books on Amazon.com used book section, since most of his books are no longer in print. One of these books, I didn't even know existed. I thought I'd found a good list of his books but it didn't include Stop the Winner. It's always like Christmas when I get books in the mail. Hey, Friend Shana, it may be a book for you too - only 298 pages, unlike his normal 1,200 (just teasing).

Work has been an unbelievable week of heavy lifting. Last Wednesday, we moved Co-worker T into our suite of offices and moved the mail room into his former office. Then on Thursday, I received more than 20,000 permanent record folders that I had to count out and organize (students across OKC are cursing my name now). To top things off, 11,000 student parent handbooks were delivered, again I began tossing boxes and counting books. By Friday I will look like Xena Warrior Princess!

On the world scene, I about panicked when I heard that idiot in North Korea blew something up that caused a mushroom cloud - remember my Army Nephew is in South Korea. How do such evil people get in positions of power? It's beyond me....to tired to ponder that anymore. Also, how about that KGB Russian President wanting to take away elected positions in towns and cities and make them appointed positions? Does anyone see a little Stalin in the making? When he reconstructs the gulags or begin purges again - be afraid!

Enough for now.

Monday, September 06, 2004

The Sloth Has To Go Back To Work

(whimper) It's Monday night and the thought of going to work tomorrow is just dreadful! I did absolutely nothing of import this weekend and it felt good! I didn't realize that one could lay on the couch so much but I proved it possible.

I enjoyed the OU - Bowling Green game. It's good that football is back. Our offense looked good but I felt the defense lack a little. I'll reserve judgment for later in the season. Go Sooners.

Okay, knew it would happen...I closed the new garage door on the back of my car, thankfully that protection piece where when it hits something it goes back up protected my paint job. Before you roll out of your chair laughing at me, you need to understand that my itty bitty car barely fits in the garage. I wanted to leave some room near the washer so that I wouldn't have to squeeze. I guess I left a little too much room. Oh well, I warned everyone.

My political news watch was supplanted by Hurricane Frances. Living in tornado alley doesn't seem so bad after all. I do feel for all the Floridians especially now that Hurricane Ivan is headed their way.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

As Arnold Says "I am a Republican"

As I sit here listening to Dick Chaney speak and reflecting on the conversation I just had with my Army nephew, I can't understand how anyone can vote for the Flip Flopper aka John Kerry. My nephew is just now able to vote, 19 years old, and is terrified that Kerry will be elected. He said "if he wins, I am so screwed." I tried to dispell his fear by saying that the Republican Congress will negate Kerry's stupidity, but I too worry for him, as a military person.

At 19 years old, I didn't give a rip who was up for election. I didn't vote until the first Bush re-election campaign. Kerry has cause my 19 year old to actively watch a political campaign. Something's wrong there.

This year my vote for Bush is in honor of my late uncle who did fight in the Vietnam War and never betrayed his fellow solders and my young Army Nephew, the future of America's defense.

Did anyone hear Zell's speech? Wow! He really lit into Kerry - good for him! Stand up for your family and Nation! Four more years! Four more years! Four more years!

Enough for now!

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Where's Dumas When You Need Him!

I think I've hit writer's block. Trying to decide what to blog about is starting to thwart my abilities to be witty. Work today was okay, things are slowing down for the moment so I am able to catch up on this and that, which has a calming effect on me. I gave my Mint, Grapes, and "that funny bush" a trim after work and it was rather relaxing (except for the mosquitoes that were dive bombing me). Dad edged my yard with his weed eater - not the right tool for the job but hey, it worked.

He did a really nice thing for me today and never told me .... but mom did. He went to the garage door store and double checked my order, it's around $700 smackers and it made me nervous ordering it without his mechanical expertise. He approved, whew!

My love of books extends only so far as a good book! I am working on finishing my current book but have been at it for more than a month now. It's not very engaging and I am struggling. I hate that, especially since I don't like to move to another book until I finish my current one. I am frustrated that I have only 50 pages to go to finish the darn thing and I keep putting it off. Aaarrrgg!

Enough for now.

Monday, August 30, 2004

Hurricane Charley Hit Here Too

It's been more than two weeks since I last blogged and every day of those two weeks as I sat on my couch I would think "I need to blog," and every day I promised myself to write an entry tomorrow. So let's called today "tomorrow."

It has been a whirlwind at work. Co-worker T and I rolled out a new website for the District - streamlining our focus to one audience and making it look a whole lot sharper. I gotta give props to T for the fantastic design but it wasn't easy transferring everything over. If T wasn't so good at website design - we'd might have had an easier "Back to School" transistion, thanks T! LOL. Among the mix of trying to redesign our site, I had the mess of trying to get the Student Parent Handbook (in English, Spanish and Vietnamese) to print, pressing the report card committee to work faster in deciding what would and wouldn't be included, getting more than 40 Back to School letters printed and to the mailing house to process and mail (I don't think that company ever wants to hear from me again) and taking my co-worker L to hospital after he tried to 3 hole punch his finger with the monster drill press just to mention the highlights.

On the home front things are shaping up nicely now that I am finally getting over the evil poison ivy. The backyard is cleared of all the unwanted saplings, honey suckle and poison ivy. I now have doors everywhere there were supposed to be doors (the previous owner removed the backdoor to the garage-don't ask I don't know why). I've ordered my new garage door and opener that will be installed on Wednesday. Pray for my little car, I've never parked in a garage before. For the time being, I think we're going to take a break from starting anymore home improvements - I'm pooped!

The Republic National Convention starts tonight and am I ever excited. Rudy is now speaking. I love Presidential campaigns! That would be my dream job. I love the Swift Boat for Truth ads, especially the one that uses Kerry sorry-ass Senate hearing testimony. How can anyone support a man who turned his back on his fellow solders who were serving in a war and accuse them of such horrible things. I believe in free speech as well as taking responsibility for the things you say. If you want to protest something - go for it! But be ready for me to judge you according to your actions. I judge Kerry unfit for command!

Enough for now.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Perks in the Chaos Called Work

Last Friday, Janie brought me a handmade necklace. Why? I really don't know but it was sweet. Monday, Shirley brought me a ceramic knick-knack for helping her update her forms. Tuesday, Linda brought me two bags of Doritos. Why? Because I jokingly told her she owed me a bag of Doritos in an email because her project was so hard! When I saw those giant bags of chips I died laughing. I am just amazed at how sweet these people have been, they've really made a crazy time better!

The chaos of back to school work is so intense that it's made me a little silly. When people come in and say "I need it now" - I nearly laugh in their face. I do my best but there is simply not enough hours in the day to get it all done. In the middle of my jammed packed day, my calendars where delivered, now I have to figure out how to get 25,000 counted out and delivered among the thousand of other things. Darn that printer for being timely!

Individual parent and staff letters for every school have to go out, student parent handbook has to be finished and printed, webpages have to be created and updated, business cards need to go to bid and print, report cards need to be finished and get bided and printed and other unforeseen tasks - yeah, I'm not gonna make it... c'est la vie!

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Potpourri of the Mind

I am so torn. Is marriage a good thing or not? You can read Ice's blogs and it's good but then you turn on the TV and men are offing their pregnant wives? What's with that? Divorce is an acceptable out these days, why kill your spouse? I don't get it.

This week has been wickedly busy and it's only Tuesday. I am so overloaded that I barely can see straight. There are things not getting done and won't be done on time but I can't force a Superior to get on the ball - I love email [documentation that I've done my part].

My back is well again but now I face the "hurt back" hang-over. I had to eat every four hours [yes, I gained] and now I am trying to get my appetite back to eating normally. I swear that I am going to die by 10 a.m. due to the cravings. I'll be glad when I get over that and hopefully get my weight back in control.

My Army Nephew was IM-ing with his mom the other day and got on an anti-Kerry tirade for more than an hour. I am so proud! Another young Republican in the making.

Okay, this blog has been one tangent after another so I'll sign off for now.

Thursday, July 29, 2004

I Need Sunshine

Where have I been? Right here, hiding in my new house curled up on the couch. I haven't been in the mood to blog and to avoid posting something lame I took a blogging vacation. Am I back? Don't know yet. Work has been very busy and I am flat exhausted when I get home. The weather has been gray, which also makes my mood gray.

I am thrill to say that I had my very first house guest. Friend Shana came to visit and it was just what I needed. When my back went out so did my temper. She allowed me to forget about the pills, the ache and all the other stuff that goes with it. I hope the flood that hit Dallas missed her area of town.

The DNC has provided me some comic relif but has also terrified me at the same time. Do they really believe all that crap? Okay enough  of that.

I have been attempting my faux happiness lately and haven't been totally succeeding at it. Friend Shana and I discussed my refusal to be depressed but when I am hurt or sick and the weather is icky, my force field to repel that depression monster is not to strong. Oh! not to mention the gross poundage that I gained from having to eat every time I had to take medicine these last three weeks.

Must think happy thoughts! Must think happy thoughts! Must think happy thoughts!

Friday, July 23, 2004

Friend Shana Comes to Town

It's Friday and I have made it! I am almost back to my norm, just a little tinge that let's me know my back is still not happy. It's like when you are sick you fall into a void of nothing-ness and making it hard to blog.

Friend Shana is coming to see my new place on Saturday - I am excited. We have been rather busy this year and haven't been able to connect since she moved from OKC to Big D. Of course we do the e-mail thing but it's not the same as the face to face conversations over deserts (our norm was to retreat to Pioneer Pies for bitch sessions).
 
Work is work and there's nothing exciting to announce. The back to school crunch is in full swing - didn't we just say "yeah, school's out"? Where'd the summer go? Only five weeks left and I am feeling the time slipping away. The Boss was on vacation this week, so it was a good week - especially since I had pain killers to make it all the better.

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Back to Blogging

Although I feel like I should have died by now, I still live albeit in great pain but alive none the less. The problem with back pain is that sitting up is just as painful as standing. The only way to reduce the pain is to lay as flat as I can on my tummy. It's kind of hard to blog in that position. Keep your fingers crossed, I will attempt working a full day tomorrow for the first time in two weeks - I will be armed with pain killers, I have high hopes! I am walking better and the pain is manageable now. Thanks to all for your kind words - I expect to be as "normal" as dana gets real soon - these episodes just take time to heal. 

One good thing about my "episode" is that it came at a time when my homeowners insurance called and demanded that all the ivy had to be removed from my house by July 12th. We had most of it off anyway but it just put us on a deadline. I was unable to finish cleaning the flowerbed, so mom and dad did it for me. In the process mom got into some poison ivy or poison oak. She not real happy with me right now. LOL 

Monday, July 12, 2004

Oh My Aching Back

If you can die from a back ache, I am surely going to die. I have a ruptured disk that when pissed really creates a lot of pain. Well, I guess I pissed it off good and proper. Over the 4th of July weekend, I was working in my front planter and that's when my back went out. I have been in horrible pain ever since. There's no amount of pain killers that will deaden the pain. I have to just lay around and hope it gets better soon. The muscle relaxers work on making me stupid but I don't know how much they help my back. This is a condition I have to live with since there is no real fix for it but it's hard.

Today is my first day back at work in a week - I am hoping I will make it all day but pretty much think I will pass out from pain before 4:30 comes. It hurts to sit in one position for long and I can't find a good position at all in this stupid chair of mine.

Friday, July 02, 2004

Wired, Tired and Relieved

My poor parents were probably the first of this fourth of July car wrecks. Thank God they are okay but mom's Cadillac isn't. Some crazy driver came flying up behind them, hit the brakes making them scream for a long time and rammed into the back of a car behind mom and dad causing him to hit my parent's car. Mom's car then hit the car in front of them. The poor driver hit first had to be taken to the hospital and the cause of the wreck was handcuffed and taken to jail (we don't really know why). Oh, of course, he had no insurance. We can send men to moon and yet we can't stop uninsured from driving? Go figure.

One of my absolutely favorite movies is a Street Car Named Desire. Stella! I was sorry to hear Marlon Brando passed today - he was so sexy in his youth.

I have hit that exhausted wall again and really need a good nights sleep. I should be going to bed now but I am little to wired to crawl in bed yet. I have this problem of getting to tired and that makes falling asleep hard - once asleep, I am out it's just getting there that's the problem.

Happy 4th everyone!

Monday, June 28, 2004

Crushes Never Truly End

Tonight I watch the last 5 minutes of Taps, and it shook me to my boots, AGAIN. That was a movie that I absolutely loved when I was about 15 years old. I fell in love with Timothy Hutton and still have a crush on him to this day! I also still haven't forgiven Tom Cruise. For those of you who haven't seen it, gather your inner-child and watch it as a 15 year old! Man, I am old and this movie just brought out all my aches and pains.

I had a wild day at work but at last I was so busy that the day flew by before I had time to notice. I received my first job evaluation since I began working there, six years ago. No dings and Boss said some rather nice things about me. That felt good, so technically, this was a good day.

I have a couple of friends who are going to disown me if I don't email them soon. I don't know why but I have become a lousy e-pal. Why is it that I can blog (albeit inconsistently) but setting down and kicking out an email gets put on the back burner? Is this blog to blame or am I just a lazy friend?

Saturday, June 26, 2004

I am bored......someone call me, anyone I don't care (sigh).

Thursday, June 24, 2004

Improve Yourself - I am Staying Just As I Am

As I've been reading everyone's blog hearing how they are working so hard to improve their creditials with either a master's degree or a certification and I have to wonder, what's wrong with me? I have no desire to ever get my master's - the bachelor's darn near killed me. Kudos to all of you with new degrees coming and good luck to Ice on her up-coming exam.

Journalism is not area where a master's will help you even if I had the desire, therefore I'd have to chose another career (hmmm, maybe that's not a bad idea).

Friend Shana and Friend Maggie can attest to my hatred of higher education and group projects make me postal! Don't ask me to trust someone else for my grade, it's ridiculous! If it hadn't been for Shana, I would have failed Politics of Russia and if it hadn't been for Maggie, I would have whacked Prof. Morton at some point of the semester!

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

What's In a Name?

The Mongolians now have to come up with the once forbidden last name. See full article. I can't imagine not having or knowing my last name - it's my father's and my history; therefore, very special to me. But let's say for the past 80 years in America last names have been illegal and suddenly I am forced to chose, what would I choose? Would it be a name of someone famous in the past or something unique about me? That would be hard. I don't think I would take the last name of someone famous, even if I respected him or her, that would feel a little like stealing. Maybe, I'd take one of those names that describes your profession - Dana Lackey, Dana Dump-On? I truly don't know. I am glad, I have my name and don't have to choose to one - I fear I would have an identity crisis.

Sunday, June 20, 2004

Cable - My Friend Has Returned

Life is beginning to return to normal - as I blog here and now, the Charmed Ones are on the tube in the background. It is odd how the TV plays a vital role in our lives. I can stand to clean in the kitchen if I have the TV to listen too as I do it. For the last two weeks even though I was busy working on the house, I missed the background noise of the TV.

Here's another odd tidbit, when all's I had was my books and no TV - I didn't want to read. Today, I could have watched the TV but instead I chose to read from 9 to 11:30. I enjoyed so much more knowing I had the option. I fear that I am addicted to my TV.

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Christmas in June

I am exhausted and emotionally spent. I've been in my pj's since 6 p.m. trying to put myself together again. I unraveled yesterday and once that's done it's hard to get back raveled again.

I hid in my office most of the day but was forced out by the little boy who came back from a seminar/workshop. Where the man went, I have no idea, but the wee one sitting at his desk talking about the latest version of the Adobe video products was so refreshing, a little like Christmas morning. I jokingly teased him about trying to leave his office twice and getting pulled back in but it was nice to see him so stoked about what we do at work. These moments don't occur often and I am happy when they do.

Monday, June 14, 2004

Alls I need is a Hibachi, an Up-Do and an Apron

I've moved into 1969, complete with children on bicycles, families working in their yard every evening and one little gentleman who walks daily with khaki walking shorts, safari straw hat and white calf high socks who waves hello every time you drive past. I like my neighborhood - it's good for a single girl. Harold and Benny, my immediate neighbors, will watch over the place for me.

My office is now set up in my house, my computer is set up and my books are out. I have the neat things I enjoy surrounding me - I hope to have some time to relax and enjoy them - soon real soon. Imagine 7 shelves 9.5 feet long from floor to ceiling covered with books and smiley faces and you will have a small idea what one side of my office looks like.

This new house has all the sounds of a new strange place and I am easily scared. One night, I got spooked and had to turn the hall light on but in time these things will pass.

There are things about buying a home of your very own when your single that just aren't right. One, it's a lot of work and without my parents I couldn't have done one-quarter of the work. Two, it's reminds you that life didn't turn out the way you wanted and you have to push forward anyway. And three, I have managed for 37 years to never have mowed a yard and I am going to have to learn. I've always said that a man's job was to fix the car and squish the bugs but now I add mow the yard - I think I need a man quickly, I don't want to learn how to mow (sigh).

My cable goes in on Saturday, I am so out of the loop. Can anyone tell how goes the political race? Who's stuck his foot in it this week?

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Drizzle and Fizzle-My Life And the Weather

Rain, Rain, go away and don't come again - EVER! I hate the rain, I really and truly hate the rain. When it rains the custodial workers either fix the freaking A/C or crank it down, I swear I would have froze today had it not been for my space heater.

I am back to waiting for work to come in and that just drives me batty! Everyone needs everything now, so I get to them the jobs now and then they sit on the proofs for a week or two. It just pisses me off.

My brain isn't wire on straight right now, so I have very little to say. I feel so out of touch without my fox news channel. Bill, Greta and the rest - I am missing out on my politics and this isn't a good year to miss out on politics. I will get my cable hooked up and I'll be plugged in then. I knew the first month in the house would be busy so I scheduled the install as late as I could - it'd be okay if I could calm down enough to actually sit and read but I am to wired for that.

anyway...enough for now.

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

I've Blogged Down and I Can't Get Up

Here's the problem with blogging, when you first start out your excited about this then you develop a routine of jotting down all those brilliant thoughts in your head that others must know. Then life happens and you get busy and miss a day here or there, when you do finally sit down to dump a few quips into this cyber world you go blank. How was it possible that I used to blog daily and enjoyed it? Now that I am out of the groove and I feel guilty for not blogging but I am not blogging because I am blank of anything relevant to say. How do you get back that creative spastic one once you've ignored her? I need my spastic mojo back!

Sunday, June 06, 2004

Jazz Better Than Any Drug!

I am sitting here in my make-shift office/study, drinking my coke with Nina Simon (the greatest jazz singer ever) belting out "I put a spell on you," and I have to smile. My house, my coke and my jazz - life is good at this moment.

So, here's the thought - who would you put a spell on, if you could? I'd fly straight to Ireland and work that mojo on Gabrielle Burne. The sexiest man alive - that accent, that demeanor, that class that oozes out of him just sends chills down my spine.

I wonder if I'll ever date again? If I do, a quiet classy guy with dark hair and tall (6 foot or more) would be nice. The jazz is getting to me....man, I love her! Enough for now, got music to relish.

Friday, June 04, 2004

Bored Silly, Stiff and Out of My Mind

Today has been a total waste of time! The Spanish translator came down to make the correction to the Spanish version of our handbook, this she has to do because she doesn't have Indesign on her computer. I was bumped off my machine around 8:15 a.m. and she finished at 3 p.m. I am not angry at her it's just one of those things we have to do but man, has this day been long. I cleaned the office, hung out with Waldo, played computer games on L.'s computer when she was away. It's only 3 p.m. and I feel as though I have been here an eternity.

Random question of the day...why do hair and nails continue to grow after we die?

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

I'm Working My Butt Off - T's Playing!

I am covered with paint, attacking a bedroom door painting as fast as I can to get two doors painted so they can dry enough to get the final coat of paint on today and all of suddened my cell phone begins ringing. I drop the roller in the tray, grab my nice leather Coach purse (smearing paint on the handle) dig for the phone only to discover another Commencement crisis at work. I talk co-workers through the issue and worry that chaos is happening. At 10 p.m., I get back to my apartment and check Co-worker T/Waldo's blog to see if he was going mad in my absence - low and behold what do I see? BOOB's - I am not going to worry about T anymore!

I wish I could have the same kind of fun at work that T does!

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Does Any Body Know How To Proof Any More?

Final proof means just that final. Why is it so hard to proof something for print but so easy to spot the errors after print? I find it amazing too, when I send something to proof and say check my corrections they don't but when something is left off they are quick to grab their copy of the edits and say "we made the corrections on the proof we sent you." Yeah, but there were more than 50 corrections to make and I sent the final proof for them to make sure I'd made all the corrections! If they are going to keep edits to proofs to use against me, why don't they save us all the trouble and money, and use them as comparison on the final proof as they are supposed to do!

I hate graduation time!

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Nodding Off In Front of My Monitor

Fair warning fellow bloggers, I got a taste of what weeks ahead of me are going to be like and I fear my blog entries will be sparse. I am trying to keep my all consuming house information separate from my spastic personal blog; however, currently there is very little in my brain but house thoughts and ideas. My body is reeling from one nights work and I fear by Friday, I will be crawling into work. I need sleep. My eyes are burning from the lack of sleep. My arms are aching from removing shower doors, curtain rods, a million and five screws strategically placed in the most bazaar places, etc., etc.

While you might not hear from me nightly, I will be check everyone's for the latest tidbits of news. Why not blog at work, you ask? Mainly, because I really don't feel creative here and don't want to bore you or myself.

Anyway, enough for now.

Sunday, May 16, 2004

A Question from Venus to Mars

I never laughed so hard when I saw Andy's blog and the photos he had posted and then thought about the pic of naked men on my blog. We must be on opposite sides of the polar universe. I love to ask the annoying question "Why?" and that photo of many naked men running and flapping in the wind inside a football stadium made me ask why? These men need a hobby or women to control them. This really has to be a guy thing and therefore, I cannot wrap my brain around this. Would some male please explain why men would want to bare all and expose their trinkets?

Saturday, May 15, 2004

Things You See On the Internet


Why? Boys are confusing! Posted by Hello

When Good Things Happen - Look For the Bad

Why is it that when really good things are happening to you, some incident comes along and sucker punches you? What's worse is that since I am a girl, I cry and I've cried a lot today. Some days I wish I only knew myself and no one could effect my world and I couldn't effect theirs. I hate interpersonal relationships, I suck at them.

Thursday, May 13, 2004

Guilt Trip By Seamus

Things are so crazy right now with trying to pack and buying all the things I will need once I own my home. Everyday at lunch I am either buying something or pricing things. Today I thought "I've had enough, I'll go see mom and Seamus." It was icky misting and I didn't feel like getting out in it. However, when I got home, mom wasn't there and Seamus was standing at the gate very depressed to be out in the cold.

Since I couldn't let him in the house for longer than 20 minutes, I decided to just go say hello through the gate. He pressed his nose through the bars and as I petted his little face and brushed off the dirt around his nose and mouth, he closed his eyes and kept them closed. It was as if he were saying "if I close my eyes she won't go." It was horrible when I went to leave, he just sat there as if I had just killed his best friend.

I don't think I'll ever do that again - made me feel like dirt!

Enough for now.

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

Blogger Changed, So I Thought ... Why Not?

It doesn't take much to inspire me for change. I embrace change after I get over being pissed that it changed. I was bored with my colorless blog so this gave me a good excuse. I also thought now that we can add pics you all might like to meet Seamus who was the subject of so many entries. He's a sweetie who believes if he's not in your lap the world is about to crash. By the way, he's twice as big as he is in that pic.

Will this week ever end? I am amazed at how slow it has gone. I needed time to move just a little faster...do you know where H.G. hid his machine?

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

I am craving conversation that doesn't include my house or my work. I need one of those phone calls where the caller calls to chats about all the stuff that is happening in their life. I need all the distractions I can get. I feel as though I have become self absorb and I don't like it. I want to hear about others and their news.

Maybe I'll call that ex-boyfriend who called me a couple of weeks ago just to see how he's doing. lol! I want my little uncomplicated life back.

I need outside interference - hit me with your best shot! I am a webble, I wobble but I won't fall down!

By the way, this new blogger system is okay until you can't find something that was once there and is now moved, however, it is easier to maneuver.

Sunday, May 09, 2004

Help me! Help me! I've got nothing creative left to blog about. I've got no spastic energy to move me. Help me! Help me!

Today is Mother's Day and with all the chaos in my life I couldn't do one of my favorite things - make her dinner. My kitchen is packed, my dining room table is broke down, so I did the next best thing I could. I went to the grocery store and bought bread, lunch meat, chips, potato salad and a cheese cake. She laughed and laughed and then thanked me for not coming to house and making dinner, which would have left her with a wreck of kitchen. I love my mom and wanted her to know I wanted to make her dinner to show her I appreciate her.

Enough for now!

Thursday, May 06, 2004

This morning was the like something out of the Twilight Zone. Co-Worker T's wee one was a little puny and he called in saying that he would be out. Then the Boss calls in with bad heart burn and says going to stay home and come in after lunch. Then Co-worker T. IM's me stating he's coming in after all.....Are they coming? Are they staying? It was rather funny.

I need more work to come in! I am pinging off the walls waiting for the proofs to come back. I have only three more commencement programs to complete and I will be done with that hell!

Enough for now, me sleepy.

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

I didn't know that stress could zap all your creative juices but since I began my quest to purchase my own home, my blogs have been rather dull. My apologies to anyone who reads these. I can't tell but am I projecting my stress on to others or is everyone about to go under?

Andy, friend, I fear you are in a losing battle over the land business. They send those letters out after the fact and usually the battle is already over. That's what happened to my parents. I wish you all the luck in the endeavor. It's wrong that you can purchase a place in the country with land and water and the city moves in. Just plain wrong!

Dawn and Kim are causing me to relive the terror of the end of a semester. I feel for you all and wish you well on the tests! You are both bigger than I, once I achieved my bachelors I vowed never to do that again!

Geez, Sarah, I can't identify with rotten oysters, I don't eat seafood EVER! But I am sorry you were feeling icky!

Waldo..............hmmm, I do feel bad for you having to run all over creation on that mission impossible.

Here's to better weeks (raise glass of whatever) we will survive! Oh yeah, must think happy thoughts, must think happy thoughts, must think happy thoughts.

Tuesday, May 04, 2004

I am so hungry that I am having to fight the urge to chew on the desk. Why is this day dragging so? Why does my brain feel like mush? WHY! WHY! WHY! Would somebody please tell me why?

Okay, I'm better now...had dinner. I got zapped by that stupid worm and had to reformat my computer spent the weekend fixing that then downloading all the stupid patches. Then I had to go to mom and dad's and download the patches to their machine so they don't get the worm. Fun!

I had a nice chat with my nephew tonight and have to say that I really like getting to know the man he's becoming. I missed much of his childhood with him living five hours away but we are connecting now that he's half the world away.

Enough for now.

Sunday, May 02, 2004

I feel as though I have been on the go constantly, now I am longing for those bored-out-my-mind evenings that I complain so loudly about. It's been a hard weekend with packing, shopping for the best deals, meeting with the house inspectors, and reformatting my computer.

The house is no big deal in purchasing, I can do it. The question will be whether or not I'll have the finances to get it decorated to my liking. If my dad says no one more time about an idea I have, I will bop him on the head! He's one who always see the glass half empty, so he tells me my idea won't work then he does some measuring and later says it can be done. ARRRGGG. Mom knows how to work him and I will be depending on her to keep his negativity away from me. After the house inspection she let him have it. Then he and I went to this home building supply place and everything he said was "we can do it," "that can be done," and "that's no biggie" even when I didn't ask if something could be done. I love my mom and dad (even his negativity)!

Poll questions got boring....gone! Enough for now!

Thursday, April 29, 2004

I have spent the evening leisurely packing here and there, watching TV, playing a computer game, and blog a little.....it's the best night I've had in two weeks! My head is so full of real estate lingo, graduation juggling and helping mom finish decorating her bedroom, what I have dubbed "the bordello" that I have had very little time for myself.

Either I am too efficient or work is dragging in. I spend the morning busy and the afternoon waiting for proofs to come back or a new job to come in. Boss allowed me to take the last week of May off - if she doesn't help me with the print shop, she's gonna be sorry. That will be the week the print shop will be scrambling to finish the printing for all the commencements. It will fall to her to make sure and ride them to get the jobs done on time. Not my problem, I've got a signed okay to take vacation.

Enough for now, I'm sleepy.

Tuesday, April 27, 2004

Teachers are mean and hateful and hard to work with! It's a bad day.

Monday, April 26, 2004

Sleep. I need sleep. I didn't sleep at all last night over this house business and I am feel every waking moment from it. My normal routine is so off, I haven't had a chance to read my book and it's a bit better than the last one and I want to. Stress does strange things to me - I stop eating and I can't sit still. By May 21st, I may actually fit in my skinny clothes. Who knows?

Waldo has gone awol and it's boring at work. I have work to do but there's no one to chat with when I need a break. Boss is out so we could be silly and relax but nooo...Waldo's gone awol.

  1. Elastic: stretchy
  2. Intervention: help me
  3. Risk: buy a house
  4. Junk food: life
  5. Arrogance: Not me!
  6. Responsibility: a hassle
  7. X: Mutant
  8. Marshall: John
  9. Kill: Bill
  10. Brother: Big

Sunday, April 25, 2004

Well, it looks like I am buying a house in Yukon. EEK! What have I done? No one will be allowed to visit for two years. When I say the inside is rough it's rough! However, it has much potential. There will be much elbow grease and sweat but that's okay. May 21st will be my closing date should nothing go wrong. Keep your fingers crossed. I will be keeping a journal on this topic called The Green Door.

Friday, April 23, 2004

Well, I saw the inside of the green door house. Horrible green carpet, very bad wall paper in the dining room, all the wood work is dry and needs staining and oiling, the frig is too big for the kitchen, the kitchen cabinets are beyond bad with bazaar scallops and the curtains are hysterical! So what do I do....make an offer on the house and I am actually excited! I like the floor plan therefore the rest can be fixed.

I'll let you know come Sunday, if they accept my offer and what will happen. This is all moving so fast for me that I am now very overwhelmed.

Thursday, April 22, 2004

Looking for a house is exhausting! The green door house I saw yesterday is still in the lead. I will be looking at the inside of the house tomorrow. Wouldn't it be awesome if it happens to be the one? I am not really liking driving all over the city to check out each hit my realtor sends me. For me, the inside of the house really doesn't matter - I will remodel, that's my nature. What I am looking for is a brick house in a nice neighborhood that's it. Let's face it, any two or three bedroom house is going to be more than enough for me, after all I am in a one bedroom apartment right now.

Mom suggested that I move the tin carport to my backyard and she was freaking serious. I find those things repugnant and it would not stay anywhere in or on my property! Dad thinks I need it so that my electric blue car won't get hailed on. Not at the expense of sacrificing a cute property!

Anyway....too zapped to be zippy. Enough for now!

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

I have renamed Co-worker T. "Waldo." For those who have noticed Waldo has gone missing. Every time I go to his office to blow time or rant .... he's gone! I've checked my guest map a couple of times to see if he might check in. No luck. If you know where Waldo is tell him to go home...don't leave dana alone in that office!

My brain is mush, spent the evening filling out mortgage loan application papers. I don't think I understood half of what I signed, but what the hey. I looked at the outside of two houses and didn't like one at all but really liked the other. I can't wait to see the inside of it - it's tiny but cute and has a wonderful green front door. Should I purchase that house I've already decided that the tin car port goes! I told mom that we could take it over to their house and put it in the backyard to create a shaded area for Seamus - she wasn't amused (but dad thought it was a good idea). I am in trouble again.

I am a little overwhelmed (and scared). Enough for now.

Tuesday, April 20, 2004

It's 1:30 in the afternoon and I call mom to let her know that something I had planned on at work and truly hoped for, fell through. The reason? My boss delayed acting on it. Normally rational and calm mothers can get quit funny about things such as this. By 4:00 p.m. she has an appointment with the bank for tomorrow morning to sign paper work and get a loan for me to pay off that freaking Student Loan and my credit card. She then informs me that I will buy a house now so that I can begin looking for a new job!

I know finding a new job won't be easy but as soon as soon I sign the mortgage papers I will begin looking in earnest. I would like to obtain a federal job for the benefits and security plus I already understand bureaucracies!

Gracious! It's been eons since I have been spastic and silly that I fear I have forgotten how. Maybe it was the paint fumes from trying to paint mom's bedroom cranberry (BAD IDEA - IT TOOK FIVE COATS TO GET TO THE TRUE COLOR EVEN WITH A PRIMER). Maybe it was that Seamus zapped all the silly out of me by trying to play ball all night long when I babysat him. Maybe it was the planets. I don't know but I feel good (insert James Brown's OOOOUUUWWW) and don't have a darn thing to say! Shoot!

Enough for now!

Thursday, April 15, 2004

T. and D. are always putting song lyrics in their blog.........so, as I sit blank of anything to write about, I thought why not share one song that has stuck with me for years. It's by the band called "The Call."

The Morning

I am standing at the edge of my mind
If I look in, I might fall in - I sense danger
I'm divided, but I've decided it's my nature
But if I look back I might fall back to yesterday
He was weeping as the morning has just broken
He says, "I'm a young man. I got nothing to say.
I got reasons for my feeling so disheartened
I am shocking to myself everyday".
I am standing at the edge of my mind
I wanna run, I wanna shout, I wanna make thunder

Wanna know what kind of spell I've fallen under
Show me, show me
I wanna live, I wanna breath, I wanna love hard
Wanna give my life to you
Lose me in you
He was standing I this dark, dark corner
He says, "I'm a poor man. I got nothing to show."
He said, "Please, please remember me when you leave here,
Or I just might follow you home."
I am standing at the edge of my mind

from Reconciled
written by Michael Been
published by Neeb / Tarka Music

I feel as though I've been standing at the edge of my mind and it scares me!

Enough for now. I got nothing else!

Wednesday, April 14, 2004

I hate to complain but darn it comes so easily! I am exhausted and needed to get my life back. Six or seven days to go (I've lost count) and I get to return to normal. Living between two homes is strange....I want a coke and have none here at my apartment but there is some at mom and dad's. Every day, I go home after work and slam some food down my throat, grab the mail and a change of clothes and head off to play with Seamus. He's a good baby and just as confused as me but I guess we'll hang in there.

I also hate blogging this early after work - I haven't had time to process the crap out of my system so I end up blogging about the place. That's not what I want to write about - I want to be relaxed and spastic - you know, true to my nature. Instead lately, this blog has been rather snarky....hince the absence of an entry yesterday.

I am getting worried, I haven't heard from Friend Shana and worry about that. I hope she's just busy. For that matter, I haven't heard from Friend Suzie or Friend Maggie either - Girls what's going on?

Anyway, enough for now.

Sunday, April 11, 2004

My parents live on a half acre piece of land with their house sitting at the back making a very large front yard. We have been teaching Seamus to stay in the front yard but allow him to run free like the big dog he thinks he is. That was the best thing we have ever done! Yesterday, I get over there and go to let him out of the back to run a little as I get the mail. He's barking his mean bark and I just think that he didn't recognize me or my car at first and hasn't settled. So I am talking to him, "Don't you recognize me?" and I open the gate. He tears off toward the far side of the yard in a dead run. All of a sudden three big black dogs run out from under a pecan tree. Terrified, I began screaming at him, knowing that the pack is going to turn and fight. Fearless Seamus chases them and telling them off in his most fierce voice. The pack goes out the yard and Seamus stops right at the edge of the yard right where we taught him. Shaking, I get his attention and he comes running back to me - happy and spastic as if to say "Did you see what I did? I am the big dog!" Had those dogs turned to fight, I can say without a doubt, he'd be dead today. When I got him in the house - I about cried. Why is that when all is okay, you break down?!

Thursday, April 08, 2004

Well were do I start? Work was unbelievably busy. I am amazed that the faculty advisors for graduation programs are responding well and I am ahead of schedule (SHOCK). I am afraid that I may have to eat some of my gripey words. That's okay, I will gladly do it. Other than that - pretty bland day.

It's too early to blog as that I normally have the night to ponder what I am going to write about but since I begin Seamus duty tonight I must blog now or forget it. It is impossible to type around him. He finds the sound of the keyboard funny and thinks you are playing so he attacks your hands. I make enough errors on my own - don't need his help!

I'd better go...so, enough for now!

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Well if it had to rain thank goodness I didn't have to leave the house today. Another day to burn my vacation days and try to make that magic number of 44. There is something so wrong with the place that I work when so many talented people are hating every morning that I they have to get up and report to work. I am included in that bunch and had to put plans to look for work elsewhere on hold until I could purchase a house. (Who wants to risk lending someone money who's only been on the job for two weeks.) Therefore, I have no hope for reprieve from the madness I call "my job" for at least six months! (whimper)

Is it the system or the managers creating the problem? Partially both. Where I work there seems to be a system wide right to be rude! People who I don't know and have never work with directly will e-mail hateful letters or call me and talk down to me so much so that I have grown to hate answering my phone. At least I can delete an email - if I hung up on someone, I'd get written up! The managers.............dare I go there - what's the point those who know mine know the point but let me just say this they are part of the problem. Enough work - tonight I refuse to allow it infect my evening.

Today I had to sit by the phone and couldn't go on-line to even check my messages. I contacted my mortgage broker and we chatted. She took my information and went to work to see how much house I could get for the payment I wanted - six hours later she called. I qualify for a 103 percent loan, which is good since I don't have any money for a down payment or closing cost. Then she tells me how much house I could get and I about swallowed my tongue - it's modest for most but it was 15 to 20 thousand over what I thought I could get. YIPPEE - some good news at last. Now the work begins, before I can do this at all I have to pay off that pesky credit card and that means campbell's soup for the next six months and no going out - nada every spare penny goes to that card. My realtor is ready and she seems pretty good and has a handle on what I want - SAFETY! She's checking into Yukon and Mustang - I think I want to go back to that small town with big city close.

I go on Seamus duty tomorrow as mom and dad have to go back to California for L memorial. Dad will be an honorary pallbearer since L choose cremation. I never tell mom and dad how hard it is to live in two places and Seamus is a sweet baby that I feel guilty over dreading doing these babysitting jobs. It will be easier when I have a house and backyard then he will come live with me.

Enough for now....oh yeah, mini poll changes Sunday - send questions as to what should be polled next and/or summit your vote.

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Gray and ugly day! It was such a long day (sigh). I think I am officially an "Anti-Upgrade" computer software girl! Adobe upgraded its Acrobat program and muck it all up! 6.0 is a piece of crap! I want my 5.0 back! I fought for two hours to reset or clear a form I had created and tested on my machine. Once my test gibberish filled all the fields that darn thing wouldn't clear. I had to create a special button to tell the form to clear itself! I was so frustrated that I was rather short with L who works in my office and had to apologize. Bless her heart, she walked in my office at the height of my frustration!

It's official I am in Graduation Hell! Two senior sponsor who torture me more than others, both sent their information in at that same time. I had to talk and explain and talk and explain to both of them and I know that I will still have a mess with them in the days to come. (Must think happy thoughts, must think happy thoughts, must think happy thoughts)

Enough for now.

Monday, April 05, 2004

Don't look for this post to happy or chipper; today, my heart hurts. We lost Friend L. this morning. He died at home as he wanted. Dad was able to visit with him a couple of weeks ago and they got to say all they needed to. Although, we were preparing ourselves for this eventual end - you're never truly prepared. Friend L. was good for and to my dad. He was always kind to me complete with rib splitting hugs and constantly chuckling. Earth lost a little of its luster today.

Saturday, April 03, 2004

Seamus has shredded his millionth baby and I spent a good 5 minutes picking up stuffing and prying it out of his mouth. To remedied the situation I emptied his baby of all its stuffing! Now Seamus runs around the house carrying the carcass of his baby - it's sad really.

I didn't realize how exhausting shopping for curtains with mom could be. We hit two stores and plotted and planned, counting measurements and finally checked out. Then armed with the curtains and proper color palette, we went paint shopping only to discover that mom hadn't thought everything through - first we had buy wall paper solution to stripped the border from the walls, then check out wall paper books for her bathroom. After picking a couple of styles for her to bring dad back to say yea or nay to, we headed over to the paint counter. There we discovered that putting burgundy paint on the walls really requires a coat of primer as well as the paint. By the time I left to go home a quick jaunt to the store to buy curtains turned into an all day affair.

Friday, April 02, 2004

A walk down memory lane....the medieval fair is this weekend in Norman. I lived there for ten years and haven't felt at home since I left. In 1985 I moved there to go to college and vowed I'd never leave. Had the town stayed the same, I don't think I would be in Oklahoma City now. It tried to become a mini-Edmond and destroyed all its traditions and uniqueness.

There were many wonderful landmarks that spoke of the bohemian 1970s. Town Tavern, a dive of a restaurant, complete with duct tape on the booths stayed open all night with unlimited bad coffee - perfect for drunken philosophical conversation became a video arcade. Pinks and Denco's, home of the Denco Darling (a very gross dinner with beans, something else and fried egg on top), became trendy restaurants that had no aura of collegians from the past. New cookie-cutter houses started popping up all complete with the modern look that no matter how beautiful they are, where not of the old style that complimented the city perfectly. Then Old Navy moved in - I moved out!

I miss the old Norman, where I walked my Irish Setter (Chauncey - rest his sweet soul) all over the duck pond to play with the other puppies in town or the campus, where I walked my Dalmatian (Henri - rest his sweet soul) who I couldn't take to the duck pond because the ducks scared him(?). I miss sitting outside at the Mont chatting for hours over beer and queso. I miss the peace I felt in the town versus the chaos here. Alas, that peace and friendship is now gone replaced by yuppie styles and attitudes. I thought that yuppie crap had died but noooo it alive and strong in Norman!

I doubt that many college freshmen today would learn that elmer's glue doesn't hurt your hair that much and jello is great style setter. Man, I had fun being punk, slam dancing and generally scaring the izod off those preppies! I had fun being a hard core to all the guys who would ask me to dance and when I politely said no, they would ask "Why Not?" My favorite line in reply was "Do you really want me to insult you?" GUYS NEVER ASK WHY - YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW!

So I leave you with one question: is progress truly progress?

Enough for now.

Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Today was one of my "burn vacation" days and I don't think I like taking a day in the middle of the week off. I don't want to go to work tomorrow! How did I spend my off time - hold on to your hats, I scrubbed the shower, toilet, sink and mirror (yep, let the toothpaste flicks build up a little to much). Wow, such a thrill.

Mom is planning for her and dad's death and I don't like it. She's buying new furniture but qualifies it by saying this is the last bed we will buy. The lazy boys she's just bought are supposed to last them through to the end too. Ugh! I wish she would quit saying that stuff. They are both in their middle sixties and I just don't need her pointing these things out to me. They've done all the proper planning but do I need her to tell every word of it- I want to live in denial! Anyway, tonight was another heavy hauling getting the new recliner in the house. Mom has a tendency to laugh at us while we are doing all the heavy lifting. Dad gets somewhat pissed when she does then I start giggling - I have a bad habit of finding "Angry Dad" funny. I always have and it's always got me in trouble. At this time in my life I realize I needed to have a brother or get a husband before mom orders anymore furniture or start demanding that they pay for delivery (which will never happen!).

I've learned that I hate MSN messenger! I signed up because Army Nephew uses that and basically said that email was too tedious. Since he wanted me to get this I did but it's way squirrelly. We chatted a little last night which was a hoot! He is venturing out and learning a little about the country. He tried Kimshe (don't know if I am spelling that right) but it is fermented cabbage - ugh! He's learned how to say dog - I think as precaution not to accidentally order that a restaurant. He's doing well, so I am calm right now.

I've got nothing else so I guess that's enough for now.

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

I think I've waited to late to start this. I am tired so I'll apologize in advanced for the spastic nature in this posting. I am sitting here watching Greta (Can't Spell Her Last Name) on Fox and Henry Kissinger is on - I love that man but hells bells he's so hard to understand and I want to help spell out whatever he is saying! Okay, okay, I won't go onto the issues but he is my hero!

Sorry guys, but I have to do some blog slamming here. ICE IS NOTHING SCARED? Please, DD's pooping habits are no place for a blog! LMAO! I believe those over in the small building have entirely too much time on their hands. Next we will discussing "Tampons versus Pads."

For all you parents out there I think you can get a hoot out of this. My Friend Maggie (who's a fabulous writer even in emails) sent me this note. It had me rolling in the floor and very envious of her even her troubles with her two-year-old son.

She wrote: "Remember that garage sale I told you about? Well, I had a bunch of stuff sitting on the dining room table (including a permanent black magic marker) and while I was in the laundry room doing some laundry THE BOY somehow got the marker and decided that he was the next Picasso! I mean, in less than 5 minutes he had almost every wall on the first floor covered with permanent ink! And not just little scribbles, not my boy, he had to do BIG markings (at least a foot high by 1 to 4 feet in length) no kidding! I about had 10 cows! Permanent ink pretty much lives up to its name, too. The only thing that I found that even faded it a little was finger nail polish remover. Of course, that ate the paint off the walls! So, now we have to repaint the downstairs, and it was just completely painted 2 years ago!

Then, later on in the week, he slammed his hand in the front door! His thumb swelled up and I had to take him to the ER. 6 x-rays later the doctor tells me that it's not broken (a good thing) but it is severely sprained. So, they put a splint on it and told me to keep it on him for 3 days! A lifetime for a child -he had that thing off before I even got him back to the car! And to top it all off, C's new health insurance (which has zero deductible) doesn't start until April 1st. His old health insurance has a $500 deductible (of course) which started over at the beginning of the year and we which we hadn't met yet. So, we are probably going to end up paying for the ER visit, the x-rays, and the splint, the doctor's fee, etc. out of pocket which will meet the deductible I'm sure. A lot of good it will do us since we will be switching over to the new company on the 1st! Insurance companies ~ can't stand 'em!

Anyway, N is 2. In his short life he has made 5 trips to the ER! He has had stitches, staples, and now adds x-rays to his growing list of accomplishments.

Oh...we got the kids a trampoline this last weekend! We ARE gluttons for punishment."


Enough for now!

Monday, March 29, 2004

"Monday, Monday" I am hearing Neal Diamond singing to me. After my plumeria bath salted soak and relaxing...I started catching up on my all my friends I've neglected lately. The strange things about blogging - if I have nothing to say I tend to just be spastic and that's okay but if you send spastic emails people think your strange...why is that?

I've finally heard from Army Nephew and he sent me pics of Korea. I am so envious of his opportunities to see the world but here's a mental picture for you...Private Dana. Okay, stop laughing, I know my limitations and joining the military would have been beyond the limit. I can't pee outside in the woods - they would have had to discharge me on that alone. Don't know why, I just have a mental block on that one. Running? Yeah, right! I would have had a stroke before basic training would have been a week old. The gun stuff I would have been okay on, being raised by a hunter and all - but I'd blow that too somehow. Anyway, Army Nephew is getting to see some really neat things!

Free Association time:
  1. Pitbull: Run Seamus Run
  2. TD: OU
  3. Carter: Reagan
  4. Japan: Ninja
  5. 50: to close
  6. Streak: "Don't look Ethel"
  7. Rifle: Bambi
  8. Trap: Thumper
  9. Easter: "Thank You Easter Bunny
  10. Mitt: Hot Dogs.

Okay to tired to throw these into a story. Happy day! Happy day!

Sunday, March 28, 2004

Whirlwind weekend! Friday night, I helped mom and dad take up a new king size head board and foot board for their bedroom but there was a snag. First those things where way to big to make the turn from the stairs into the bedroom. So we decided to pull them over the balcony. Problem - dad, mom and me only make three and they were too heavy for one person to manipulate by him or herself. So, once again the whirl wind of idiots was in play. I stood on the ladder and hoisted the headboard up to my dad. He held on to the headboard dangling over the balcony while I ran into the house through the entry way, kitchen, living rom up the stairs out to the balcony to help dad pull it over - then repeated! It scared me to death - I thought dad might drop the thing before I could get up there or that he would try to pull it over by himself and hurt himself or bend mom's wrought iron balcony (the other problem!).

Then on Saturday - dad and I went to Sam's Warehouse - our ritual in father/daughter bonding. To understand this, first you need to know that my dad is a very quiet man and doesn't really chit chat and emotional displays are non-existent. Don't get me wrong, he feels strongly he just doesn't show it. We tease him but he just sits there and takes it, usually not responding. Mom and I will be rolling in the floor laughing and dad will just grin - it is the funniest thing. Okay, back to the original thought....we went to Sam's and dad's the driver of the shopping cart. I only needed new pillows for my bed but I know that dad has to stroll through the tool section. We start strolling down that isle -

"there's my next air compressor," he says.

"What's wrong with yours?"

"Nothing, but that's my next air compressor," he starts grinning.

"When do you plan to get this?" I tease.

He grins bigger not answering...

"Dad?"

"When either mine breaks or I get the nerve to ask your mother for something I don't need," he said not looking at me.

"Better hope it breaks soon then," I replied.

He chuckled out loud.

I love these silly moments we have together. I am a luckiest girl in the world - I know this and I am truly thankful for both my dad and my mom.

I received email from Army Nephew and things seem to be going well. I am so excited for him getting to see the world and hope he able to enjoy and appreciate it as well as do his job.

Enough for now, I am hungry!

Thursday, March 25, 2004

I am so happy! (Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy!) At this moment, I am sitting in my living room, in my pj's with a soda - BLISS! My puppy sitting days are done for now. Mom's not thrilled that I've allowed Seamus to sit in my lap in the lazy boy. The first thing he did when they got home was to try to sit in my dad's lap and dad, not knowing what was going on with the dog, tried to make him stop. Mom said that it looked a whirl wind of two idiots. Whoops!

It feels so right to be home that I am about spastic! If ever there was a perfect time to call me - tonight would be it! The Silly Girl has returned.

Work was work - nothing special, nothing bad. I wish my boss would write an article and get another written so I could get our parent newsletter published. I wish my boss would find out if the big boss wants a certain article in the employee newsletter so that I could publish it. I wish the faculty advisors at the high schools would send in their graduation information so I can start the programs. I wish six more business card requests would come in so that I can print the other 14 business cards already on the flat. I wish I didn't have to wait on other people to do my job!

I am thinking about getting a part time job in order to pay off my credit card in time to buy a house in October (when my lease is up). I only need an extra $100 a month to meet my goal and I would really love to be able to eat fast food again instead of the tv dinners that are cheaper. I am too much of a Capricorn to have debts - I hate it and will live like a bum eating out a dumpster to get debt free! I have to fight my parents over money way too often. They would pay off every debt I have if I would let them but I couldn't respect myself if I allowed that. It's not their fault that I drove a crappy car that required a lot of repairs and cost me a mint before I sold it.

Yes I know I have been rambling - I don't care I am happy, happy, happy!

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

I am so tired - not sleeping more than normal. House sitting at mom and dad's is about to kill me! I decided the lack of sleep is a bad combination if you don't have enough work to do. Usually when I am in a holding pattern at work (i.e. waiting for proofs or new jobs to come in) I will create work for myself. However, when I am exhausted I don't have the energy to create work. So I took a half day of vacation.

I am somewhat panicked about how to use all my vacation days. I current hold 44 vacation days and will earn another six before the new fiscal year (June 30). That means I have to burn the six days I earn or lose them. After April 15th, I will be swamped at work and won't be able to take any days until at least May 15th due to all the high school graduation programs I will have to create. I refuse to take vacation at the same time as my boss (call me a double dipper) but I want my vacation from her and her vacation from me - two weeks versus one! So that means I have about 7 weeks to burn this time but since the graduation information has already started coming in there is no way to take a week off until after May 15th. I also hate people who run to their boss and beg for the last two weeks of the fiscal year off because they didn't manage their time.

Tonight I will spend the entire night doing laundry (making good use of mom and dad's washer and dryer). My last night there - hopeful I get some sleep!

I need to travel more to the places I haven't been but tend to revisit my favorite places over and over again (New Orleans and Vegas).


create your own personalized map of the USA
or write about it on the open travel guide

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

I am plum exhausted! Today started off slow and turned into a tornado. Co-worker T. hates it, I am sure, when I don't have work to do mainly because I go to his office and bug him while he works (sorry T.). Tomorrow I will have work to start off with but I am afraid that I will be done at 10:30 a.m. So much of my work is out on proof and there is nothing I can do until other people do their job!

Mom and dad may come home early and I will get to have my life back! I have not slept in my own bed since Tuesday a week ago! It's amazing how the house you grew up in becomes a stranger to you. I hear every noise, sleep lightly and wake up tired. I did fix dad's shower last night by replacing the shower head with the one from my old bathroom (woo hoo, I am woman hear me roar with crestent wrench in hand)! Why am I not sleeping in my old room? Because it has been taken over by mom's collection of teddy bears! De-bearing the room is not an easy feat.

Army Nephew hasn't sent an email or notified anyone that he's is in fact in Korea. Note to any army big wigs who might read this blog: make/allow all under 19 year olds who are deployed to a foreign country CALL HOME! My sister was told that the Army would notify her immediately if he did not show up, so no news is okay (I guess - dang it the Army Aunt business is going to be harder than I expected.)

I started reporting all the spam that I get that won't let remove my e-mail address from their database. I am not sure it's worth it since it requires me to forward the offending e-mail then wait for a response from SpamCop then I click on the URL they send, then click on the button to report the darn thing! It's a butt load of work that who knows will probably hack off the original email jerk and he'll beginning sending more emails than I can report. My email address that I use primarily, is very girlie sounding so why would you send an email with the subject content of enlarging your penis to me? Makes no sense - I am sure that I don't have one to enlarge! Take my word on it!

Monday, March 22, 2004

That silly meme on free association I found.
  1. Wife:: Husband
  2. Criminal:: Jail
  3. Campaign:: Whiners
  4. Infection:: Ouchy
  5. Portland:: Rain
  6. NASCAR:: Boring
  7. IMAX:: Big
  8. Martian:: Bugs Bunny
  9. Nike:: Running
  10. Trial:: Scott Peterson


Now for giggles - try using those words in a paragraph.

The WIFE visits her CRIMINAL HUSBAND in JAIL. The WHINERS in his CAMPAIGN headquarters created such an INFECTION that the feds had to step in. His TRIAL stirred up a storm close to the magnitude of SCOTT PETERSON's that there was no RUNNING away from it (even with the best pair of NIKE's on!).

After returning home, his wife sat in the house listening to the PORTLAND RAIN beating on her windows. Their newly purchased BIG IMAX tv screen with a NASCAR race on. She didn't notice the BORING routine her life had taken since her husband's conviction.

Her daughter rocked her out of her self-pity with shrill scream "Mommy! OUCHY!" She snatched up her daughter soothing the scraped knee with a band aide and a kiss. "Why don't I put in your favorite video - the one with the MARTIAN and BUGS BUNNY?"

Not bad for free association? Quite fun! Okay, I survived today but felt I was somewhat on display. Everyone was really nice about the new "DO" but I could have done without "Oh, you frosted it too?" "No," I replied. "That's your gray then?" Swell!

Sunday, March 21, 2004

blah, blah, blah - I need a diversion and Seamus isn't cutting it! I don't want to go to work tomorrow but I don't want to sit around the house another day. I need a purpose! Got one?

Friday, March 19, 2004

"Why is it that when a person tells you there are over a million stars in the universe you believe them, but if someone tells you there's wet paint somewhere, why do you have to touch it to make sure?" I stole this from another blog basically because it speaks volumes to my personality. Made me giggle....

I have been wondering, are there nothing left in this world but impotent men? If judging by the commercials, the men of this world are nothing but a "let down." My point, you ask? They have ruined a great song and I take offense to it! We are the Champions is nothing short of a kick ass song but when they use it as a back drop to a vigara like pill with middle aged men running through the streets as if they've just won the Super Bowl - it's just wrong! WRONG, I say! Is it as much of a problem as I am led to believe?

Unlike Ice I did put my comments on these post as decorations - it needed a touch of color. I actually was more afraid of what people's comments might be but now, I am glad I did! Thanks for the encouragement DD! I need those.

Okay enough rambling here's this weeks Friday Five:

If you...

1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve?
Easy, Mexican with all you can eat chips and cheese and salsa dips!

2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?
Used Books, I love the hunt for old books and if I did that for a living it would be fab!

3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be?
Sci-Fi....outside this world with magicians and other worldly creatures and a 6 foot hero with black hair and Scottish accent (even though there's no Scotland in my world) that makes all the reader's drool!

4. ...ran a school, what would you teach?
origami! Why not?

5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it?
It would have to be instrumental since I am tone deaf and would send every dog over the edge in pain!

Thursday, March 18, 2004

Okay, 24 hours laters and I am still not sure if I like the "do." Things I have to get used to: my hair is a lot darker now (very little sun ever hit the hair that I now have exposed); I look a lot like my sister and we've never looked alike (in fact, people often couldn't believe we where sisters); I might have to trash my waffle boots (little to butchy and I am gonna have ready stress the femine points); and I need eyeliner now (maybe I needed it before but the long hair was extremely girlie didn't need to emphasis those points). Things I don't have to get used to: no blow dryer needed; I can eat a meal without pushing my hair out of my face; I can go out in the wind and not mind; and my hair looks just like I fixed two hours later.

I am not one who really regets things like these but I haven't seen anyone since I've cut it. This is causing me a small case of the nerves....if I ran into who someone knew me with the long hair and gasped then I could start preparing myself for a bad first day of work. Truly, with this cut it really doesn't matter because it will be gone in 4 weeks (if I decide not to maintain the look). So what's a month?

I am off to spend the evening with Seamus, it's not as hard when I don't have to work all day. Next week will be the killer though.

Friend L. is not doing well at all. They were going to make him comfortable today and move him home tomorrow with hospice. I don't think they expect him to make it past the weekend. I hope he is able to hold on long enough for mom and dad to get there today so they can talk and say all that needs to be said. It's sad and the world is going to a lot dimmer without him.

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Well....ummm, it's severe and I am not sure that I was ready for it, but it's done and you can't very well glue it back on. There is not one hair on my head that is an inch long - they are all shorter! I am not sure if I like it - it's shorter than I've ever had and shorter than I expected. Let me pass on some advice - if you are blind like I am, wear your contacts. I sat through the entire haircut not being able to see what she was doing. So when I did put my glasses on - I was shocked! Oh well, why should I be the only one shocked - if you do something do it big - shock everyone! You don't cut 12 inches of hair and not shock someone. Joyce, at work, will probably call me "silly girl" for two or three months as she did the last time I drastically cut all my hair off.

I am worried that Seamus won't recognize me and go into his quasi-attack mode. Oh boy, what have I done?

Sunday, March 14, 2004

If it's not one thing it's another. Our family friend L is in the hospital again and things look very very bad. Mom and dad have changed plans from going to California at the end of March to leaving this Tuesday. The fear is that they won't make it before L passes away. Everyone has been scrambling to get them packed and prepare to take Army Nephew to Dallas today, return home tomorrow and pull all the ends together to get ready to go.

Mom is about to go under with the stress of changing hotel reservations and getting people to cover for her at work. Poor dad is trying to ignore that this is happening and doesn't want to face it. It's a very emotional time with Army Nephew leaving alone but to add this to it we're all about sick. Poor Army Nephew has no memory of meeting L since he was a baby when he did but he knows grandpa is upset.

If it's not one thing it's another.

Thursday, March 11, 2004

I can't help but think about that hilarious FedEx Commerical where co-worker #1 at an place of business comes running in the room and slams a stack of papers on the table and

Co-Worker #1: "This must go out tonight or we're doomed"
Co-worker #3: "Doomed!"
Co-worker #2: "Good God man what are we going to do? We're doomed!"
Co-worker #3: "Doomed!"
Co-worker #1: "Doomed!"

Dana: "I must steal this code or I am Doomed!
Conscience: "Doomed!"
Dana: "I am not spending one more minute on that stupid computer program. Doomed!"
Conscience: "Doomed!"
Dana: "I am going to cut my hair very very short!"
Conscience: "Doomed! Doomed"

I can amuse myself far to easily! One more day and it's a week off to do absolutely nothing! I plan on enjoying my sloth-ness! I might just re-invent myself with a chic-y new haircut - who knows!
I am not working in First Class - it's a piece of crap. One and a half days and the darn thing wiped my entire form out, more than 300 fields. Forget it I am not doing it...I am not a trooper - I am very angry!

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

To blog or not to blog? I am having a spastically good mood going and don't want to reflect on the day....I wanna look forward. Maybe it's the over stuffed tummy, maybe it was the hour and a half soak in the tub or maybe I just feel good - who knows - who cares! FORWARD!

Poor Ice - I can totally relate to not wanting to substitute. I have never done it and quite honestly if the powers that be say I have to - they'd better be ready to produce the graduation programs themselves or hire a graphic artist real quick! Yesterday, I somehow got suckered into being the "celebrity" for National Breakfast Week at an elementary. Let me tell you, children can smell fear a mile away and I was less than 2 feet away! As I wondered around the cafeteria trying to chat with these foriegn little entities, they thought I was nuts! Some would chat and some only answered my questions with yes no answers - yeah, that helps carry a conversation! The older kids were totally intimidating! So I gravitated to the kindergarten to first graders - they are just sweet to everyone! I love kids but...ONE OR TWO AT A TIME NOT 60!

I am on page 500 ish of my Dederfield book and it's great (hince, my hour and a half soak in the tub). I am half way through and will review it when done. But I must say that I will be sad to see the end of this one!

FirstClass designer is exceptionally quirky! I have spent at least 3/4 of today trying to create a form (yes, I chose a very extinsive form to start with, which was real bright of me!). One, it closes itself randomly without warning. Two, since my form is so big it requires scroll bars that randomly disappear (meaning, I had to expand the form to full window then downsize again). Three, my form opens up as untitled while I have given it a name??? Four, the form doesn't want to hold the size I have given it therefore, scrunching the last four or five fields together. MUST THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS! MUST THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS! MUST THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS! This darn program will not beat me!

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Didn't have a good day but didn't have a bad one either. As I was thinking about this blog, I find myself falling into the "poor me" episodes we all have. Yea, I have bad days but honestly, I am very content with my life. It is rather uncomplicated. If I am not going to find Mr. Right, well I can't think of a better way to live.

-I clean the house that I messed up when I want.
-I cook (badly) and throw away the carton - no dishes.
-I hog the covers.
-I don't shower on the weekends if I don't want to (however, I don't leave the house that day either).
-I usually agree with everything I say.
-I never irritate myself (almost never).
-It's not as offensive when I look in the mirror and say "you need to loose a little weight."
-I don't have a disapproving mother-in-law.

I have accepted my life and I am happy.

Monday, March 08, 2004

Let me start off saying thanks guys! How many of you (my friends) are college educated, yet none of you noticed that I spelled the title of my alternate blog and on all related links wrong! No one, not Friend Shana, former reporter/currently Law Association PR person; Ice, English Prof and computer trainer; Co-worker T, media spokes person; or Dawn, teacher/trainer mentioned the error to me! It's tomes not tombs!!!!!!!!! I was looking at that today and thought - something's wrong and it then it hit! Thanks guys. lol.

Do you ever have days that regrets hit you hard? When they come back out of the blue and you thought that you had put them behind you - its hard. BAM! There they are again. People, you truly wished you had never met. Things, you wished you had never done. Words, you wished you had never said. All these will haunt you forever. When my nice little box with that little red satin ribbon that I put them in, down deep inside my heart, comes untied - I just want to scream "Go Away!" but they never do. For some reason tonight I have spent the evening trying to get those darn things back in their box!

Nephew #2 won the Texas State Wrestling tournament for his weight in the TAWA Organization (it's a wrestling league outside high school sports). This was a fabulous feat since his high school season was ruined when he dislocated his elbow early in the season.

Army Nephew graduated with distinction from his tech school. He asked Dad to pin his medal on him during the ceremony. This was so touching, even Dad said that it was "Emotional" (that's all - he wouldn't elaborate). Army Nephew feels a bond with his grandpa with both of them being service men. He wouldn't tell or talk about what happened with his girlfriend. Nothing. Year long tour of duty can be a huge hurdle for the most mature people or relationships - too much for 18 year olds. But he hurts and this Aunt hurts for him. However, that boy is very goodlooking with a very charming personality. He will have another girl two weeks after reporting to the base in Korea - this I know.

Sunday, March 07, 2004

Why am I so tired? I have done nothing today! When I say nothing, I mean I was the true human slug. It's days like today that I relish. I am such a home body. At the same time it gives you too much time to think about things and quite frankly that can be a bad thing.

My duties with Seamus is over...but I am worried. It's 9 o'clock and he has never been left alone this long. I know he's probably afraid in that big backyard in the dark. Mom and dad want to see how he does because a situation like this may pop up again. They should be home in an hour so all will be well then. I do hope he's okay though.

I wonder what next week will be like? I always hate it when I get breaks from the office. It's so hard to go back and get in the swing of things. I am not looking forward to it!

Saturday, March 06, 2004

As I sit here, watching Star Trek, I wonder will these reruns ever get old? Geez, I hope not! For some odd reason, I can watch and watch these episodes but at the same time I can't stand reruns of anything else. Why is that?

It was a productive day! Cleaned the kitchen, really cleaned - the microwave, mopped the floor, bleached the counter top (didn't help), and discovered the garbage disposal doesn't work. Vacuumed the livingroom only to discover that the linen closet (that I keep the vacuum in) door doesn't work! Now it won't close or fully open and I am irked. My house is clean yet, I can't put the vacuum up and that door is very visible from the couch. So I don't feel as though I am done cleaning.

My Army nephew graduated from his technical training and will be flying off to Korea for a year long tour in two weeks (I am proud and nervous at the same time). Nephew #2, won his first two wrestling matches at the State Tournament - I will have to post tomorrow if he won first or second place! Keep your fingers crossed.

Friday, March 05, 2004

This has been one of the hardest weeks I've had in a long time but there was nothing bad that happened. It was just tough, babysitting "The Baby," training in on a very complex computer program and bad weather. I am so thrilled this week is done!

I have to admit this blog has been boring lately, so let's see if another's prompting will help it.

The Friday Five...

What was...

1. ...your first grade teacher's name?
Gosh, I hate to admit this...........I can't remember. Miss Burpo (yes, that was her name) was my kindergarten teacher and Mrs. Scott was my 2nd grade but for the life of me I can't remember 1st grade.

2. ...your favorite Saturday morning cartoon?
Scooby Doo Rules!

3. ...the name of your very first best friend?
Johna Marie B.

4. ...your favorite breakfast cereal?
Captain Chrunch Wild Berries....save the berries for the last! Oh! Oh! Frosted Flakes are grrrrrrreat too!

5. ...your favorite thing to do after school?
Take Geronimo (my Irish Setter) on an adventure that usually ended with me climbing the mulberry tree getting all purple or climbing in the back of my dad's truck, then onto the top of the cab and finally then onto the roof of the house with Mo tagging along! Mom and Dad didn't like this adventure - they were afraid Mo would get hurt!

Maybe next week will be more dynamic!

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Was today a crappy day or what! Rainy and then I was kind of sickly - don't know what it is but it started last night! I always hate all day training. I don't mind what I am learning but man it's hard to sit all day. My brain feels like mush (that's been happening a lot lately).

Major milestone, Seamus made it to my apartment without pee-ing in my car! Woo Hoo! He's actually doing quite well. He ran around a bit but I gave him one of those rawhide bones and he laid done is going to town on it. I never knew rawhide bones could be such a gift.

Average Joe never watched but here's my rant! Everyone can be shallow when comes to looking for love but when you put what probably thinks of herself as a model-like with geek/nerd on tv that's just wrong! I like a goodlooking man just like the rest of the world but I have always dated (with the exception of my last beau) what would be considered nerds - two engineers in college, two english majors, one wanna be fighter pilot (okay he doesn't count-he was stupid) but they were all sexy to me and their brains and ambition made them sexier. You can't find the person behind the looks on national tv!

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

I am to exhausted to say anything but I started another blog and I truly think I've gone over the edge! Check it out - Tombs to Remeber.

Sunday, February 29, 2004

Decisions, decisions, decisions...do I shower now for work tomorrow or pack up all that crap take it over to mom and dad's and do it in the morning? Since nephew #2 did so well at his tournament - won 1st place - they couldn't leave New Mexico till 5 p.m. Being that, Seamus needs a babysitter for one more night because they can't make it back tonight...........aaaarrrrgggg! I love that dingbat but I hate packing up my life just because he's terrified of my apartment!

Okay, yes I got bored and changed the look of the blog again. The dark look was too... well, dark. Don't know if I like this one either but it gave me a challenge playing in HTML land.

The plant karma has gone from bad to worse....the peace ivy finds no peace in my house. It's so sad, if it lives out the month I'll be surprised! It's not all my fault, when you live in an apartment that is half underground there is not sufficient light to make my plants thrive. No more plants till I move into a more plant friendly place.

Saturday, February 28, 2004

I am glad Seamus enjoys my company but is he killing me! He hogs the bed and keeps up half the night! Boy howdy, does he ever snuggle. At 2:30 a.m. 45 pounds landed on me and darn near knocked all air out of my lungs. He sleeps with is head on your pillow with his leg flung across you. Not very comfy. I am exhausted and need sleep and alls I have to look forward to is another sleepless night.

Nephew #2 won his wrestling matches today. One by forfeit and one by pin, he continues on tomorrow. So far, elbow is holding out!

Finally, went grocery shopping and totally fell off the wagon and bought a 2 litre of Coke and big bag of chips! I've eaten so much I hurt!