I’m starting to regret my snide comment from before, so let me take an honest crack at this.
I would say that you are stressing over your various responsibilities. You are tempted to let some of them drop. Perhaps you perceive that other people cheerfully blow off their responsibilities and just sweep the resulting mess under the rug. However, putting in the extra effort to handle your tasks, instead letting them drop, has its own rewards. Here those rewards are symbolized by a grateful sheep.
On the other hand, maybe you just like farm animals.
Today I got my grade from the last class in my master’s (an A of course : ) ) I now have a master’s in technology in education.
Soon I’ll get a pay raise. Yay!
Gail
“Any major dude with half a heart surely will tell you, my friend–
Any minor world that breaks apart falls together again…”
-Steely Dan
My car has a dented back door from where my daughter thought she knew better than my screaming husband as she praticed parallel parking for her DL test.
Both she & my car are now humbler.
She passed her diver’s license test, on the basis of “extra credit”. HUH??? Means the commercial driving school didn’t want to have to give her another free lesson, I guess.
On Thursday, being efficent woman, I decided to drive (12m) north to do my grocery shopping and our good car decided to overheat. I haven’t had a car leave me stranded since 1990. And I had my son with me. Fortunately, I was able to pull into a gas station/snack food emporium and figure out that it was out of anti freeze. So I filled it up and it rushed right out. Nothing like pouring $6 down the toilet. Called hubby stating that it looked like a radiator line blew, but I couldn’t tell for sure because I cannot stand the smell of antifreeze or the like and would not get down on the ground to check things out from that angle.
I had to wait over an hour for hubby to make his way north and I had a dozen guys ask if they could help me. All gave me armchair quarterback prognosis and all were very nice. Everyone of these guys was wrong too. The thermastat died and caused the a line to something to blow out from the heat and the antifreeze overflowed. Hubby told me to take his car to do the shopping with the baby and he’d get it running again. I dunno about alot of you, but this guy is a saint. I question his sanity every day for him marrying me.
In other mundania, my sister in law and her pack of inlaws are back from their 3 week jaunt overseas with her 2 month old. I know I will never ever hear it, but a fantasy moment that I crave is hearing her say,
" You were right, taking a 2 month old on such a busy busy busy trip was such a dumb ass thing to do." I can guarantee you that she will never utter “You were right” to me in her life. I suppose my mantra, which is my sig line, will never sink in with her.
People change not because they see the light but because they feel the heat.
Junior cat is still beating the other two, so badly so that we’ve taken to keeping him locked on the porch (screen with his box and food and toys) when we’re gone or can’t otherwise supervise him. I feel bad, like I’m raising a little veal calf or something, but I just can’t stand to have him stalk and beat the other two cats. And he is vicious too!
STILL looking for a job. Went to lunch with my boss as he, looking through his rose colored glasses, proceeded to tell me how much things are going to improve and etc etc. I didn’t make any promises and after visiting the home office on Thursday for a meeting, I’m even more sure I want to GET THE HECK OUT OF HERE!!! Had sent in a resume to the STate for exec assistant to Exec. Director of Enforcement and got a “thanks but no thanks” letter. ::sigh:: Give me a chance here, people! I’m the best assistant you could get; you just don’t know it. Pretty frustrated right now. Want to hear SOMETHING!!
On the other hand, got the bedroom painted this weekend and the entire weekend was absolutely gorgeous!!!
And can it be that in a world so full and busy, the loss
of one weak creature makes a void in any heart, so
wide and deep that nothing but the width and depth
of vast eternity can fill it up!
-Charles Dickens “Dombey and Son”
Our computer system at the hospital was down all day. Half my patients from today will have to try to come back tomorrow to get labs done, pick up prescriptions, etc.
Turns out the “upgrade” this weekend caused a whole lot of orders to be entered under the wrong patient & as soon as they figured that out out, boom, they crashed the system. Everything entered sice midnight Saturday will have to be re-entered. But, not to worry - there’s a green smiley face on the PC in my office ASSURING me that my PC is Y2K compliant.
Sorry, Byz, I meant the legal kind. It’s right pretty, though
I got a new chair at work today. It’s purple and very cushy. My old chair wasn’t ergonomically correct enough.
I’ve started taking Creatine so hopefully soon I’ll be the next Mark Maguire. Actually, it’s been shown to help people with neuromuscular disorders regain muscle mass and strength with few to no side-effects (so far as they know). Right now I’m in the “loading” phase which means I’m choking down 28 honking horse-pills a day, but soon I’ll be in the “maintenance” phase and will only have to choke down 14 honking horse-pills a day. But some of the articles I’ve read said that participants in studies experienced increased strength within 10 days of starting the program. I’m on day number 3 and I don’t feel any different yet. I’ll let you know how it’s going in a week
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy
My son went off to college this weekend. Definitely a boy. More boxes for “stuff” (CDs, etc.) than for clothes. And the house seems strangely quiet. My daughter’s reading just doesn’t create the same number of decibels as her brother’s screaming over the stereo. She takes off next year.
I can’t wait.
About two years ago I loaned my “Godfather” book to a friend. Since I paid ten cents for this at a garage sale, I wasn’t too worried if I would ever get it back. I’ve been hankering to read it again and did not want to pay full price at the store. I waiting patiently and knew it would turn up at a garage sale and just the other day, I found a really good copy of it for twenty five cents.
My garden harvest is slowly coming in. I have tomatoes up the wazoo here and lots of corn too.
We are driving to Gettysburg area and Washington DC over Labor Day to see the Smitsonian and go to IKEA. I’ve only driven thru DC before about 12 or 13 years ago, so this will be pretty cool for me. Hubby’s best friend lives near Gettysburg, but we’ve already did the battlefield scene so we don’t have to reinact it again (thankfully).
I’ve been jobhunting for the last few weeks, and I have several different employment agencies submitting my resume, because I knew no one agency was going to take a personal interest in my welfare. How right I was. This morning I called XYZ Agency* to find out if CandyLand Insurance* had reached a decision about me. I was told that the agent I had been dealing with was on vacation (news to me), but I could talk to someone else. The someone else said, “CandyLand couldn’t hire you because of your scheduling problem.”
“I have no scheduling problem.”
“You didn’t tell them that you had to go to school at night?”
“No, I don’t go to school at night.”
“You didn’t say anything to indicate that you had a scheduling problem?”
“I told them my schedule was completely open.”
“Who did you interview with?”
“Betty Rubble*.”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh! I thought you were the one who interviewed with Wilma Flintstone*! Ohhhhhhhhhhh! That makes things entirely different! I’ll call them back and let you know by the end of the day.”
Well, of course, by 6pm my time, I still had not heard anything. As I said, I never expected to be nursemaided, but I at least thought that if I called up and said, “This is Rilchiam”, that they would know which interviews Rilchiam went on and how I was evaluated, and not confuse me with Borogove* or Gryphon*.
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.
—Red Green
Today is my second anniversary with Brian. Two years ago today, we were lounging on the beach as friends…then, well, we figured it out. It was absolutely the most romantic night of my life (and we didn’t even kiss–in fact, we hardly spoke–we simply figured it out).
Two years…neat!
“Me fail English? That’s unpossible!”
“English? Who needs that? I’m never going to England.”
We (the Choral Union) had our first rehearsal of the season last night. We’re doing three performances of Eugene Orff’s Carmina Burana (my favorite!! Wafna!) with the Phoenix Symphony at the beginning of November. We also rehearsed some music for the Christmas concert that we’ll also be doing with the PSO. Hokey stuff. (I’m kind of hum-buggy when it comes to our Christmas selections sometimes.) One of the Xmas pieces is “Let There be Peace on Earth,” which is usually performed by middle school students. In fact, when I opened the music, one staff had “Girls” written above it; the lower staff was designated “Boys.” The age range for the group is 18-80 by my estimate. Also, there was this stuff written below the staff that made me think “Hebrew translation?” at first glance. Closer inspection revealed that it was a pronunciation/phrasing guide. ::Sigh:: Can you tell that I prefer the heavy, more advanced stuff? One redeeming item about the Xmas concert – it looks like we’ll be performing “O Holy Night” with Shirley Jones. Yep, Ms. Partridge!
Y’all are probably familiar with the “O Fortuna” from Carmina. It’s used in manny places. Download the “Southpark: The Movie” trailer (if it’s still available) and listen to the background music - that’s it.
Swampers don’t work well on “humid” days (humid in El Paso = ~ 50%). But since we’re transients here, and supposedly the locals here in El Paso won’t even consider buying a house with “refrigerated air”, we’re stuck with swampers if we ever want to sell our house…
El Paso seasons:
Mar-May = the windy season. Dirt everywhere. Can’t see the sun (no clouds).
June = the hot season - highs in the 100-110 range every day.
Jul-Sep = the monsoon season - might rain every day; will be hot & “humid”.
Oct-Feb = the nice season, highs in the 80s, little rain.
Strainger, how fabulous it would be to do Carmina Burana. I did it once when I was only a freshman in high school, but have been away from singing for the last several years. I love the gritty feel of the language on my tongue and breathtaking range of styles in the piece. Best wishes!
It’s been a busy week at the Ujest household. Monday, I’m sure I did something, but I can’t seem to recall. Tuesday, Hung out for two hours with my braindead neighbor and her whiney daughter.
WEDNESDAY I went to the Michigan State Fair for the first time with my son. I’ve never gone and it was very nice except for the nearly ear shattering rap music done by local talent. Since I don’t do carnival rides ( the workers all look like they would fail a drug test)and I am too old to be bantered into try-your-hand-at-some-kind-of-toy-store-reject-game, we looked at all the animals and the art exhibits, which my mom was one of them. I voted for her painting only because I want to be in the will. (Actually it was one of the better ones.) Great fun.
Thursday we went to a petting zoo/berry farm up by us. Saw more cows, chickens, goats, rabbits and turkeys. Total two day expense?
$7.50 ($5 to park at the fair. I had a free pass to get in courtesy of my mom. and $2.50 for me to chase the goats around at the petting zoo.)
Friday: Ran a thousand errands, bought some clothes and dropped my son off at Camp Oma for the night. We went as a group to the Beef Carver and it was the first time in god knows how long that I wasn’t trapped between my inlaws (both brilliant non-conversationalists) and husbands Grandmother( who doesn’t speak english) and my son( who speaks no language know to mankind.) and didn’t suffer for two hours. I sat with some of their friends and we chatted away for two hours.
I’m trying to get the house and car ready for our driving trip. We leave Wednesday.
Oh, I know what I did monday, I went to see Mickey Blue Eyes. Cute little harmless brainless film that you could watch with your grandma and not have to cover her ears.
Went to an arts-n-crafts fair with mum-in-law last wknd. Amid the usual crap (slapdash door signs made by people trying to recoup the cost of their jigsaws) was a woman selling cut coin jewelry. I’d never seen it before and was really fascinated. She had beautiful coins from all over the world in which the words and backgrounds had been cut out to highlight the main artwork and they were stunning. I asked what sort of machine was used to make them and she replied they were done by hand with a saw, and then showed me the actual saw that looked like a cheese slicer! Well I took about a half hour to decide and finally settled on a Pegasus coin from Greece. If you want to take a peek I found one online here: http://www.usastores.com/coinarts/foreign4.htm (for some reason it’s listed as a Canadian beaver coin – wrong pic, I suppose, but you get the idea!) I never wear jewelry but I just love it. I’ve been wearing it all day and fiddling with it, haha.
Oh yes, and my brother’s wife just had their second baby today. Ava Grace. (I know, weird, huh? The other one is named Carter Grant!)
Our computer system at the hospital was down all day. Half my patients from today will have to try to come back tomorrow to get labs done, pick up prescriptions, etc.