Sunday, February 25, 2007
Why?
Taken From Us Too Soon
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Sunday started out as any other Sunday. It was beautiful; cool, sunny, just absolutely gorgeous. The perfect day to work out in the garden and start getting it ready for spring.
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Late morning the phone rank and it was my Niece calling to let me know that my sister had died.
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WHAT???
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My niece is pregnant and my sister was there helping her out with her other kids, and was getting ready to go back home to my BIL. Apparently Saturday night she had an upset stomach and complained that her hands and feet felt cold.
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She went to bed and died in her sleep.
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I am struggling with the emotions that I'm feeling right now. I'm so upset and numb that I cannot wrap my mind around the fact that she is gone.
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I talked to her last week and she sounded good. She was even talking to Big G on what type of trekking poles to buy for hiking. This is not right and is not fair. I am no help to my niece right now because I am in such disbelief. I want to know why so badly that I feel almost consumed. Even knowing the stages of grief doesn't make this any easier.
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I. Am. Numb
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Tag...I'm It!
Tagged by Christie:
When I started this, I asked Big G to help me out and tell me what is weird about me. He wouldn't help and just kept saying that it was a trick question and he wasn't going there.
I will tell you 6 weird things about myself, but one of them will be false. You have to choose the one that is false. Here we go:
- I have to sleep with three pillows; one between my knees, one for my head, and one to prop my hand up on.
- I cannot stand for the scrubby sponge to be left in the sink and get all yucky as things are put into said sink.
- I have this thing for kitchen gagets. Now I didn't say I liked to cook or that I was even good at it; but I love kitchen gagets.
- I dated this guy when I was in High School. The relationship was totally tabu. I was an American and he was from Bulgaria (cold war days). His father's job was that he was an Editor for a Bulgarian magazine in Mexico City. I only saw a 1969 copy of the magazine over the years.
- I just love going camping with my guys in the great outdoors, especially in summer.
- I am addicted to LOST.
There you go. I don't know how interesting this is? Now, if you can correctly identify the one fake then you win a...huh...something.
I'm tagging my partner in crime Sheri; however, she is disqualified from identifying my fake weird fact.
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Friday, February 23, 2007
Stuff Portrait Friday...List Style
IT'S FRIDAY!!! I can't tell you how thrilled I am that it is Friday. I think one more weekend and I can get well...FINALLY. Anyway this week Kristine wants to see our lists and maybe a doodle while we are at it. Well I am a list person and can't seem to function without them.
MY LIST
I have written lists everywhere (even the week's dinner menu on the fridge) but I thought that I would show you my attempt to bring out the geeky me with my PDA. This is a list of my coworkers. I don't like having my phone full of programed numbers so I have the numbers listed in my PDA as a quick reference when I need to contact someone.
MY DOODLE
So here is my doodle. I'm not artistic so I give you just a little game of tic-tac-toe to pass the time. This happened at the last continuing ed conference I attended, the therapist next to me and I had some fun.
So let us know if you played; and let Kristine know also.
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Thursday, February 22, 2007
Don't Get Mad, Get Even
Many of you asked what I'm planning on doing in regards to the post below. I said, "I'm going to use her game against her." Here is a small sample of what I've done thus far.
1) Never piss off the person who handles IT. The person below has the brain about the size of a pea. She is lazy. She talks about all that needs to be done, but doesn't due anything. When her boss asks why it's not done, it's always "because of her piece of shit computer or printer". Well folks, she is on her 3rd new computer in 3 years. The others-I've distributed them to other members of the firm and, believe it or not, they work quite well. This tells you that it must not be the computer, but the user. What's the best way to screw with someone who is clueless when it comes to computers? You use your network access to mess with her documents or block her access to certain things. You then fix it from the server before you go to her cube. When you (I) access her documents or files, everything works just fine. All fingers thus point to the aforementioned pea brained user. Oh, and let me add that you make sure her boss is always around when making her look like a fool!
2) Never mess with the person who cuts the checks. It's amazing how your check requests "get lost" and never make it to my inbox. It must be your computer (refer back to step 1 and make user look twice as stupid).
3) As I mentioned, she's nice to my face but stabs me in the back. Well, I'm not that special. She does that to everyone. What's one way to make a whole office (including the boss) turn against a person? You bring up the ugly things she's told you about that person then give that reaction of "Oh, I guess I shouldn't have said anything. I thought you knew."
And that, my friends, is just the tip of the iceberg. I've done many more things like, moved a file from her desk and put it somewhere else. Then, while she's frantically looking for it and blaming everyone else for her stupidity, I wait for the boss to come out. I "offer my assistance" and go to the place where "she must have left it". Always of course it's right under her nose. But she'd rather blame someone than look for it.
I will now leave you with the inspirational message that was on my calendar today:
"Inside me lives a skinny woman crying to get out. But I can usually shut the bitch up with cookies."
-Cora Harvey Armstong
"Life goes better if we are the first to laugh at ourselves."
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Wednesday, February 21, 2007
The Things We Do
Have you ever encountered someone that you knew didn't like you? Even more, you knew they didn't like you but were so nice to your face? Then you hear the things they say behind your back. People suck. Sometimes the flesh takes over and my evil twin comes out. I say this because, instead of being upset about what this person says, I fully attend to use her game against her. How mean is that? Yes, the world is run by three year olds!
In other news, the family and baby went home yesterday. It's going to take some time to get things back in order. My youngest son gave up his room and slept on the sofa while they were here. He said that as soon as his head hit the pillow last night, he was out! I checked on him before I went to bed. When I woke him up this morning, I swear he was in the same position!
My 18 year old son got a full dose of baby as his room is right beside the room they were sleeping in. Every time baby woke up, M woke up. He asked me yesterday if all babies cry like that. What do you think my answer was? YES! Then I told them they cry more! Don't want any baby thoughts in his or girlfriend's head!
I got the mouth guard as suggested by the dentist. Football Widow mentioned that hers stays in the cute little case in her bathroom. Now I know why. Can I get a yuck? Plus, it's very hard to, um, get jiggy with it if the moment....arises?! Not sure how long I'll use it. If it's anything like my resolve to floss my teeth nightly, it won't be long. I suck.
Enough boring dribble for today. Do check back tomorrow as I'm sure something exciting is bound to happen in our lives. Yeah, maybe not, but who knows, there's a lot more dribble where this came from!
Have a great day!
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Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Back in the Saddle
Yes, I know today is Tickle Tuesday. I hate to let you all down, but it's been a bit hectic in our household. If you all remember, this little guy was visiting......
I know, I've used this picture already. But darn it, he is just so darn cute!!!!! Besides, I've been far too busy being Grandma to download the other 300 pictures! If I remember correctly, he had a mouth full of green beans. This kid can eat. Of course I had to introduce him to the finer things in life like mac & cheese, girl scout cookies, etc. Always with mom's permission by the way. I remember what it was like when mine were little and people would feed them stuff they weren't allowed to have.
Well, they left at 5:30 a.m. this morning and let me tell you, the house is this eerie kind of quiet. I'm sure going to miss this little guy! Now I just have big, smelly guys to keep me entertained!
In light of all this baby stuff, I thought I'd leave you with this. Please read it. I'm sure every mom (and dad) will relate to what it says.
Have a great day and hug your babies. They grow up just too dang quick!
WORRY
Is there a magic cutoff period when offspring become accountable for their own actions? Is there a wonderful moment when parents can become detached spectators in the lives of their children and shrug, "It's their life," and feel nothing?
When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital corridor waiting for doctors to put a few stitches in my son's head. I asked, "When do you stop worrying?"
The nurse said, "When they get out of the accident stage."
My mother smiled faintly and said nothing.
When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little chair in a classroom and heard how one of my children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, and was headed for
a career making license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher said, "Don't worry, they all go through this stage and then you can sit back, relax and enjoy them."
My mother just smiled faintly and said nothing.
When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come home, the front door to open. A friend said,
"They're trying to find themselves. Don't worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. They'll be adults."
My mother just smiled faintly and said nothing.
By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being vulnerable. I was still worrying over my children, but there was a new wrinkle.
There was nothing I could do about it.
My mother just smiled faintly and said nothing.
I continued to anguish over their failures, be tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in their disappointments.
My friends said that when my kids got married I could stop worrying and lead my own life. I wanted to believe that, but I was
haunted by my mother's warm smile and her occasional, "You look pale. Are you all right?" Call me the minute you get home.
Are you depressed about something?"
Can it be that parents are sentenced to a lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another handed down like a torch to blaze the trail
of human frailties and the fears o f the unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue that elevates us to the highest form of life?
One of my children became quite irritable recently, saying to me, "Where were you? I've been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. I was worried."
I smiled a warm smile. The torch has been passed.
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Friday, February 16, 2007
Stuff Portrait Friday...Free Style
It is another Friday that has rolled around, and
Kristine wants our take on the word "Free". The first thing I thought of was Freedom, I could do a lot with that. But it is Friday, and I'm still a bit sick and half brain dead so the obvious "Free" this week is what a lot of us are searching for:
Fat-Free!
Always searching for the perfect, delicious, Fat-Free snack. Most of the stuff is disappointing (above), other stuff is quite tasty and satisfying (below).
So tell us...did you play?
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Thursday, February 15, 2007
So What Has Kept Me So Busy That I couldn't Blog Today?????
Need I say more? This cute little guy is our grandson, Grady. He's 8 months old. Being a grandmother really is as great as people say! I hug him, kiss him, feed him stuff like ice cream and mac & cheese, then give him back to mom & dad when he cries or has a dirty diaper! Ah, how sweet it is! Check back later......I'm sure I'll have a shit-ton of pics.
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Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Happy Valentine's Day!
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
Hope you all have a wonderful Valentine's Day. I have been sick, but getting better. The kid germs just got to me! It always amazes me how much snot your face can produce (yuck).
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Anyway, my dear friend Sheri gave me a
Lampe Berger for Christmas. I love the oils and it totally satisfies the pyro in me. So Big G who is such a romantic, gave me this:
The problem? I can't smell a damn thing! Big G says that is smells nice, maybe next week I'll be able to tell. Have a great Valentine's Day everyone!
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Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Tickle Tuesday....
It is no longer Monday, and it's not Humpday, it must be Tickle Tuesday. Tickle Tuesday is our attempt to make you smile and your week go a little smoother. Feel free to post a Tickle Tuesday on your blog and drop us a note so that we can come by and visit!
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One day a father gets out of work and on his way home he remembers that it's his daughter's birthday. He pulls over to a toy store and asks the salesperson, "How much is the Barbie on the display window?"
The salesperson answers, "Which one? We have: Work out Barbie for $19.95. Shopping Barbie for $19.95. Beach Barbie for $19.95 Disco Barbie for$19.95. Divorced Barbie for $265.95".
The amazed father asks: "What? Why is the Divorced Barbie $265.95 andall the others only $19.95?"
The salesperson annoyingly answers :
"Sir..., "Divorced Barbie comeswith: Ken's Car, Ken's House, Ken's Boat, Ken's Furniture, Ken's Computer and... one of Ken's Friends.Labels: Tickle Tuesday
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Monday, February 12, 2007
Look Out World........
Do you see that handsome boy in the picture? Well, as of today, he is no longer a boy, but a man. Eighteen years ago today, I gave birth to my first child. Where did the time go? Never could I have imagined what a fabulous guy that baby would turn out to be. He's my big Teddy Bear!
I love you, M. Have a wonderful birthday. I can only imagine what adventures this next faze of your life will bring! Enjoy, stay sweet, and be safe!
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Friday, February 09, 2007
Stuff Portrait Friday!
This week, Stuff Portrait Friday has us seeing RED. Taken by Kristine by suggestion of our "weather girl" wants us to take a picture of something RED. Let us know if you played and be sure to go and let Kristine know that you played too.
The only thing RED that stood out was this kitty. This is a cat toy, and I brought it home for Mercedes. She played with it one time, and then just ignored the thing. So why do I have still up? Because it is on the back door, and when Zeus (the dog) wants to go outside, he rings the bells. Pretty clever eh?
RED
BONUS
For a bonus shot I decided to share the last of my stash of Christmas Blend...sigh...don't know what I'm going to do!
Did you play?
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Wednesday, February 07, 2007
It's Someone's Birthday Today!!!!!!
It's someones birthday today!!! I'll give you some hints and you try and guess who it is.
It's............
Someone who puts up with my crabby moods - frequently
Someone who lifts me up when I'm down
Someone who takes care of me when I'm sick
Someone who loves animals as much as I do
Someone who accepts my children as his own
Someone who is a self proclaimed Geek and is proud of it
Someone who told me I could quit and be a kept woman
Someone who eats my cooking even when it's not edible
Someone who buys me Coach bags just to see me smile (love this)
Someone who, although is not a cartoon character is a character non-the-less
Someone who I love and admire
Someone who completes me
Did you figure out who? That would be my husband, Mr. JKOnTheRun! I love you baby! Enjoy your day!
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Tickle Tuesday
It's never a good sign when you try to post a picture and it doesn't work. Never the less, enjoy our attempt to make your day a little brighter and your load a little lighter.
SIXTEEN REASONS WHY ALCOHOL SHOULD BE SERVED AT WORK...
1. It's an incentive to show up.
2. It leads to more honest communications.
3. It reduces complaints about low pay.
4. Employees tell management what they think, not what they want to hear.
5. It encourages car pooling.
6. Increase job satisfaction because
if you have a bad job, you don't care.
7. It eliminates vacations because people would rather come to work.
8. It makes fellow employees look better.
9. It makes the cafeteria food taste better.
10. Bosses are more likely to hand out raises when they are wasted.
11. Salary negotiations are a lot more profitable.
12. Employees work later since there's no longer a need to relax at the bar.
13. It makes everyone more open with their ideas.
14. Eliminates the need for employees to get drunk on their lunch break.
15. Employees no longer need coffee to sober up.
16. Sitting "Bare Butt" on the copy machine will no longer be seen as gross.
"Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance"
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Monday, February 05, 2007
Monday Things To Think About....And I'm Giving My Notice Today
Can you cry under water?
How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?
Why do you have to "put your two cents in".. but it's only a "penny for your thoughts"? Where's that extra penny going to?
Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?
Why does a round pizza come in a square box?
What disease did cured ham actually have?
How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?
Why is it that people say they "slept like a baby" when babies wake up like every two hours?
If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?
Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV?
Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?
Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They're going to see you naked anyway.
Why is "bra" singular and "panties" plural?
Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?
If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a stupid song about him?
Can a hearse carrying a corpse drive in the carpool lane?
If the professor on Gilligan's Island can make a radio out of a coconut, why can't he fix a hole in a boat?
Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs!
If Wiley E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?
If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?
If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?
Do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?
Why did you just try singing the two songs above?
Why do they call it an asteroid when it's outside the hemisphere, but call it a hemorrhoid when it's in your butt?
Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride; he sticks his head out the window?
Have a GREAT Monday!
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Friday, February 02, 2007
Stuff Portrait Friday!
It is Friday again, so that means it is time for SPF! Kristine wants us to get our creative juices going this week and have given us this assignment:
Buttons.
"It could be a ‘button’ nose, butterscotch ‘buttons’, clothes buttons, button/pins, button flowers…you decide. Feeling creative?"
She even gave us hints and suggestions but there does not seem to be any creative juices flowing in my veins this week. I figure I'll just give you random buttons (get it...random and odd). What would be creative about this shot? Well I did find the black and white button (pardon the pun) on my camera.
Bonus:
Now...had Kristine wanted ribbon; I do have this gaudy sweater with all this ribbon on it.
So tell us...did you play?
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Thursday, February 01, 2007
My Office Is Bat Shit Crazy
No. I'm not lying. I walked into my office and not two feet from my chair in the spot I normally put my purse was a creature. From the way it was sitting, I thought it was a mouse or bug of some sort. I let out a little squeal. I said "Help, there's a creature in my office!" Being that no one came running, I let out a slightly louder squeal. This was met with the question "What kind of creature?" To which I responded "A furry, gross creature."
One of the partners finally wondered in, took a look and said, "Shit, it's a bat! Get out! Close the door!"
When he said "Bat", that was all I needed to hear. I ran so fast I think I hurdled one of my co-workers! We called Animal Control and the Building Management company. Apparently nobody understood that there was a BAT....IN MY OFFICE!!
Hmmm, then I realized that I had a slight problem. My purse was sitting on the floor..... in the office.....with the bat! Great!
Finally the building engineer showed up and was all like "Hmmmmm, don't see anything. He must be gone!"
Hello! Don't bats hide in dark places and shit?! The answer to that is YES! I had him pulling out drawers, moving files, looking in my purse! Couldn't find it.
The other partner walks in about now and says "what, did you find a rat in your office?" You all know what I wanted to say. But seeing as how I haven't given my notice yet I said, "No! It's a BAT!!!! He said "that's a health hazard! Get someone in here to find that bat!" Thanks, got that covered.
The bat is not found. It will be tomorrow before someone can come out. Yadda, Yadda, Yadda. I reluctantly sit down at my computer. My back facing where the bat was originally seen. I jumped at every creek, scratch, noise, or smell!
About an hour later one of my co-workers came in and was kidding me saying that she was going to walk in my office one of these days and I'll be working away, with a bat hanging from my back and never would know it! Not funny. Suddenly her face turns white and she says, "Uh, Sheri, your friend is coming out of the file cabinet!"
Um, I'm surrounded by cabinets. Do you really think I was going to take the time to look and figure out which cabinet? Nooooooo. I ran down the hall screaming as coherent words would not come out of my mouth. About this time Animal Control shows up....while I'm screaming....and clutching the wall.....and screaming some more. I was sure she would come in with her gun drawn (they do carry guns, don't they? Whatever). She calmly walked back to my office with her little rubber gloves and a small Ziploc type of bag. Two seconds later she came out talking about "you're scared of this little thing?" Uh, YES!! Then she said something about rabies, 24 hours, etc., etc. By this time I was no longer listening but trying to figure out why I reacted to that little creature the way I did. I mean, he was actually kind of pathetic looking in that plastic bag. Then he opened his mouth. Ah, I remember now why I was terrified.
The good news? Apparently a good scare gets Aunt Flo to show up quickly. This is good as tomorrow is weigh-in day. Maybe, just maybe I'll not be so bloated tomorrow!
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IT'S FRIDAY!!! I can't tell you how thrilled I am that it is Friday. I think one more weekend and I can get well...FINALLY. Anyway this week Kristine wants to see our lists and maybe a doodle while we are at it. Well I am a list person and can't seem to function without them.
