Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Nix the snowday plans

No staying in pajamas until 2pm. No "helping" Papa shovel the driveway. No making snowmen in the backyard. No hot cocoa with marshmallows falling out of the cup.

We got up and made it to work and school this morning on time. Here's hoping the drive home is as easy as the drive to work was this morning. Thank you Dane County road crews for doing such a wonderful job cleaning the roads. Even my little street in Oregon was plowed a few times before I left. Even during the snow last night, I could tell the roads were being taken care of. Thank you!

Monday, December 20, 2010

Get me outta here!

Today is spiraling from bad to worse. I'm not sure what to do to stop it either. It's more than I'm willing to share here currently, but suffice it to say, work is not helping. The co-worker is workin' my last nerve, just with his very presence. The other one isn't doing much better. I'm definitely in need of the break from here I have coming up. And for that, fingers crossed for a snow day tomorrow.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Yes it snowed. That's what it does here.

My lovely friend, Princess Mikkimoto, has offered some thoughts on driving in our area in this snowy season. She's right, it isn't winter yet. Quit whining. It's Wisconsin, what do you expect?

I would like to offer that some of that white stuff on the road is neither snow nor ice. It's actually salt. If it is white in appearance, it is safe to drive the speed limit on. If that is not to your liking, get the hell out of the left lane. Better yet, if you're too scared to drive the speed limit on almost all of the roads currently, stay home. You're sure to NOT be eaten by a snow bank monster then. Also, if the road is straight and you're not anticipating a turn in the next 6 miles, you can go a bit faster (this is not permission to speed), as 25 in a 55 is a tad on the poky side.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

What to wear v. What not to wear

I knew I should have looked through my closet last night. I'd like to go to a fancy dress party tomorrow night with Monkey. She's set. Me, I'm not sure what I'm going to wear. The dresses I have, I've already worn the heck out of. I want something new. I've found a pretty wine colored one online, but will they have it in the store when I get there tonight? That's the real question.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

I'm new and old fashioned all rolled into one gal

Get rid of my books? Not hardly!

book shelf project 1 ~ striatic {notes}

I have an e-reader already. After a fashion. I have an iPod Touch with all the e-reader apps on it. I get the free books, so I always have something to read. Growing up as a librarian's daughter, a book always lived in my bag. Now it's just a lot lighter. I still read paper books. You can't get an author or illustrator (Mom's a children's librarian) to sign your e-book. A real book is a much more fun way to receive a gift. I love the convenience of having e-books though. I will never get rid of my books, it's sentimental for too many. But I won't say "never".

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Monday, December 13, 2010

Gettin' In The Mood (for Christmas)

Tonight is the rescheduled holiday performance for Monkey's dance studio. Now, instead of eating lunch leisurely and getting her hair and make-up ready at home, we have to cram dinner/hair/make-up/driving to the auditorium into less than an hour. Thankfully, I have all her dance things with me.

I am excited to see the kids do their swing on stage. That will be fun.

*Update: Monkey's partner (T1) wasn't able to make it last night due to prior sports scheduling. His brother (T2) was injured so his partner (A) never came. We didn't get the message until I had pulled in the parking lot of the auditorium. The other couple in the class T3 and M were there, but I'm not sure what they did.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Oh the weather outside is frightful...

Who here remembers the Pizza Pit tv ad (that they still air, YAY!) with the toy car and the kids singing "Let it snow"? Because of this weather, that's what's going through my head.

I'm sitting in bed, watching it snow out my window, thankful that Monkey's dance performance for this afternoon has been postponed until tomorrow night. Marti is curled up RIGHT behind my laptop (to enjoy the heat coming off it) -- he must be chasing something in is sleep, he's twitching something fierce.

I'm working on a new hat for Nana. Her actual Christmas present is finished, though I need to figure out how to wrap it. She bought a hat a few years ago from Urban Outfitters and it has since stretched out so bad that her glasses are the only thing that keeps it from covering her eyes. Bad design or poor quality. I've also never seen a hat that needed elastic in the brim of a knitted hat. Is that something that's is usual?

While I wait for Monkey to come home from her dad's, I've been watching movies. Last night was Inception (really well done!) and Assassination of a High School President (Patrick plays the president; is a family friend of my boss -- and he's such a cutie). Now to another movie.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Early onset?

I miss my blog. I remember the good times when I had something witty and cute to say. Or when I had something to vent about and the internet patted me on the back and said that everything would be ok. I miss that. Now I can't remember the cute things my kid does more than 10 minutes after Monkey does them. It's sad.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

You can tell it's time for the Winter Choir concert

Why? Because it's flipping snowing. I would like to lodge a formal complaint with Mother Nature. WHY does she always have our first snow storm of the season either right before or the day of Monkey's winter choir concert? One year it was so bad, it was canceled. Last year, I almost missed the concert because of the weather (and stupid drivers, but that's a whole other post). We have four more years of choir. Could ONE of those not have a damn storm for the winter concert? Is that really too much to ask? This year, I wised up. I took a half day of vacation for the concert. That should guarantee that I get home in time for the concert.

Friday, November 12, 2010

It's vacation time!

Not for me. Not directly anyway. The co-worker has all of next week off. It's the best news I've had in a long time.

I had yesterday off. To go watch Monkey sing with her choir for the Veteran's Day program held in our town. It was an hour. I spent the rest of the day shopping at Best Buy with Uncle Watusi and watching tv. I like how I spend my odd vacation days. Much better than the last two days. I raked Nana's entire yard. It's really big. Ugh.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Big D, and no I don't mean Dallas

I want a divorce. From my work husband. (No silly Internets, I'm not even dating anyone, let alone married anymore.) Back to the work husband. I can't stand him. I no longer find him amusing or smart. I never thought he was attractive. He's irritating and I want to not be around him anymore.

This makes me feel like I complain a lot. Particularly about him. But I'm not allowed to throw heavy objects at him. I have to let it out some how, right?

In any case, I want him gone. Or me, whichever ends up being easier for me. He gets all jealous when I've started dating someone else. Or have mentioned (not to him, he eavesdrops all the freaking time) when I think someone else is attractive.

Someone at work mentioned that she thinks all this is because I'm in love with him. HA! Not even a little bit. If I was in love with him, I would be excited to come to work and see him. I loathe Mondays even more because I know he'll be there. I constantly wish for him to be home sick or have to be off-site all day. A vacation for him is a vacation for me.

I can not stand him and I want this over. Now.

Monday, August 9, 2010

You don't know what you've got till it's gone

I miss my laptop. The fan died. (A moment please.) I'm working on getting it replaced. But because I have almost no money, it has to be on the cheap. So I'm waiting to order parts from Singapore. I didn't realize how convenient having it was. Think of something blab about, hop online. Poof, instant post. Instead I'm left with either pecking something out on my Touch or firing up the slowest computer left. I'm reluctant to posh at work anymore. Even though I'm farming ALL the time. I miss is. A new one isn't in my budget. Thankfully I don't have sponsors to worry about yet. *Le sigh.*

Thursday, July 29, 2010

I'll get there

One day. Cryptic, maybe. In the meantime... I've missed Monkey a lot while she was at her dad's. It has only been a week and even though I still have a house full, it seems quiet without her here. I'm picking her up tomorrow. Thank goodness.

Monday, July 26, 2010

More suggestions, please

In the effort to actually get on a working budget, I'm trying to track my spending. My mother would just say, "Use a piece of paper." I'm far too gadgety for that. Can anyone recommend an app for easy tracking of spending? Specifically cash. I'd like it to total for me as well. Yah, coz I'm lazy like that. This would be for my iPod. While I love my BlackBerry, it's a pain to load apps on it. Tiny memory. Sheesh.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Toto, where's my sparkling vampire?

I drove into work this morning enjoying the rain, listening the my Twilight Saga soundtracks. Good fun, right? I thought so. Someone genius at work burned popcorn and opened the microwave door, sending us all out in the rain. I didn't even get to see any firemen. They turned it into a drill. Hmph. Then, I obviously wore the wrong shoes with all the tornado sirens we had going off. I should have worn the ruby red slippers. Then maybe I wouldn't have been stuck in a room with too many people. At least tomorrow is Friday. Jeans. Tennies. Comfy. I wouldn't even mind more rain.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

This is so NOT fair

I'm sick. Again. I'm not even over the cold I had the first time. Add in my springtime allergies and I'm miserable. The first time all the nose running happened the first two days. Now it just happens when it's time to go to bed. I've gone through two boxes of Kleenex in two days. Tomorrow I have to go buy more. I just opened my last box tonight. I spray the front desk down with Lysol after I do breaks. It's a wonder anyone can sleep with all the sneezing and nose blowing I'm doing. I'm not a quiet sneezer. And I sound like a goose with a battle honk when I blow my nose. In this post alone I've used at least 10 Kleenex. I should buy stock. *sigh*

ah, teenagers...

last night monkey told me that she and beatrice have decided reconcile their friendship. i'm glad. i know how much beatrice's friendship meant to monkey, and i was sad to see it go. hopefully things will go better this time. :)

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Feed readers

I downloaded the reader my dad recommend for my iPod Touch. It's great but I don't think I can comment on posts. I like being able to do that.

Any other recommendations for a reader for my Touch that will let me comment? Man I miss being online at work. This blows tiddlywinks.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Monday, March 15, 2010

Rhetorical questions I'd like answered

Why do drivers that cut you off get mad when you call them out on it?

Why do other parents jump down your throat when they don't think you're doing a good enough job but can't seem to control their child in public?

Why does the chicken want us to continually ask why it's crossing the road? At this point, isn't it old enough to not need someone holding it's wing?

Why can't we all just get along?

Why does the co-worker think he's hot stuff when I have continually pointed out his many faults? Hygenie being at the top of the list. Dude, you stink. No girl wants that in a man. Take a shower. Use soap. Lots of it. Cut your hair regularly. Shave your face. You can't grow a beard. Those sploches make you look like someone played a prank on you but missed your eyebrow. Quit smoking. Throw away your clothes and get some that fit. No. Even the hobo down the street doesn't want your stanky rags. And finally figure out you are just too damn scrawny to drink any more than one beer. When you come to work smelling like a brewery (and not a good one mind you) it makes us all want to vomit. Oh. And he fish in my office. He's mine. I've bought everything for him and cleaned his bowl 10 times more than you. He belongs to me. Now, quit looking at me because you want to tell me some poor taste nerd joke you've already told me at least 12 times. It ain't happenin'.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

boo hiss

i don't like this one bit. I'm going to miss everyone except for the 45 minutes i'll be allowed online. i can guarantee y'all this won't improve productivity. it'll just make us all crankier. and i can now say that since i won't be blogging at work anymore. hmph.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

a letter to my bad day

dear bad day,

it was a valient effort you made in trying to make my day horrid. first with the drivers who couldn't decide on what speed they wanted to go, then with the spilled chai while putting my cinnamon in it, and finaly my entire venti chai latte spilling all over the rest of me just before i walked into work. but thanks to friends like princess mikkimoto and susan mercedes, and then all the yummy food at work's breakfast potluck (yes, my quiche was a hit -- they ate it all!) i'm finding it hard to care about you anymore. i know you'll understand. we just can't be together today. in the effort to leave you with a positive comment, please try again another time. things like being on time for work make your job just too difficult. i'm sorry. can we still be friends?



p.s. on second thought, i'd rather not be friends with you. don't take it personally. it's not you, it's me.

p.p.s. wait, it IS you. you understand. please do not contact me again.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

from this point forward...

i hereby banish drama from our lives.

coz frankly i'm sick of it. i have had enough of it to last 10 lifetimes. i am done. done i tell you!

we'll have no more of you, drama. begone. leave and never return.

i know, it's a bit over the top. but, that's what i feel like i need to say. it's my space, i can do that.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

oh the drama!

i have to say, i'm pretty happy i'm not a tween anymore. monkey is having trouble with her bestie, beatrice. it seems there was a misunderstanding. poor monkey is flumoxed. she has apologized for her end. she told beatrice she would like one in return for the hurt she caused monkey. unfortunately beatrice doesn't seem to think she needs to offer one. monkey says she's always been the one to have to apologize when they fight. my advice was for monkey to let beatrice know, again, that she is truely sorry for any hurt she's caused but that she would like an apology and that she still wants to be friends. i'm sorry to say that i think this might be the end of them as besties. monkey has put up with a lot from beatrice lately. this might be it if beatrice can't unbend. i feel bad for my monkey. she's a sweet, caring, sensitive girl. i hate to see her in pain because of friends.

*update: i have changed monkey's bff's name to respect her privacy.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

problems? no, not really

so now that i'm doing the whole "better living through chemistry" (for the record, i did pick up more meds, thanks for y'all who worried), i've discovered i don't have as much to say.

i'm leading a pretty boring life. funny though, i don't feel bored. i go home after work and i hang out with monkey. we watch our shows. we do the laundry. we play with the cats. we play spider solitaire and try to beat each others' percentages. i have grand plans of painting our bedrooms and finally getting the house cleaned. these are long term plans.

ok, so maybe it's not boring to me and just boring to others. that's fine. i'm not asking you to live my life. i like what's going on in my life right now. it's good. i'm dating vicariously through princess mikkimoto and sizzlesays. i'm vicariously being a mom to a baby (he turns 1 this saturday -- happy birthday little dude!) of sweetie-pie. and i'm pregnant, vicariously again, through barbie. she's due in april. it's a boy. i'm ecstatic! so i'm having fun in my own way.

not to worry internet. i'll keep you updated. i'm sorry if it's not exciting for you. things always change. who knows. right?

Friday, January 15, 2010

better living through chemistry

amen! i know the meds have helped me get over the whole stupid ex-boyfriend (who completely messed up my life and head) but now they seem to be actually helping my mood. i'm not so angry. i don't have that burning hatred of everything. there are plenty of things i still don't like, but i don't hate them. the co-workers for instance. one still gets on his high horse far too often for my liking, but this week... rolled right off me. the other one was sick this week. and it didn't bother me. let me repeat for those of you in the back. THE SICK CO-WORKER DIDN'T BOTHER ME. at all. i love my meds. i'm working at remembering to take them. before bed. so i don't notice the nausea one gives me. now, if only i had the money to actually get them every month. *sigh*

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Wednesday, January 6, 2010


this started out as me blabbing about how i want things but cost/funds is not working out just now. i've changed my mind.

i've been making decisions.

these are the kind of decisions you don't really realize you're making, until they've been made and you actually put them into action.

january 1st, i let go of some friendships that were no longer healthy for me. it's a start. i was never really sure why we were friends in the first place. so, i chose to end them. i don't know if they noticed. i don't care. this is my life and i'm done with not being happy with it.