Isn’t that one of those oxymorons or some such?
we have a oe to two inch layer of slushy ice, which will likely freeze overnight, and since I didn’t go out today, my car will be impenitrable tomorrow <sigh>
I’ve been a little bit productive today. I washed the sheets (they’re still in the dryer though) and made up the bed with fresh ones. (It’s Valentine’s after all! :D) I’m crocking a pot roast, with which I will serve Green balls of death! We love fart blossoms at our house.
And I’m still ripping CD’s to the puter. Damn, we have a lot of CD’s.
Oh yeah, I think I’ve taught my dog Lucy to shake! I just started that one yesterday. She can sit, lay down (yes I know it’s lie down, but I can’t teach it that way!), stay, come, speak, and now shake. She’s not as stupid as she looks! Heh.
Stay warm, all you of the frozen north…
Yep. Not to mention that I had to get the Youth Director’s permission, so all of them will know why I’m there…hardly scientific. Plus, I’ve known most of these teens since pre-school.
Not the most scientifically accurate sampling or research method. Good thing it’s neither.
I want badly to sleep. I also want to take a Flexeril for my neck and shoulder. I am getting old. <looks for BenGay and walker…that’s Zimmer frame for you Brits)
We’ve got a roaring fire going and the family room is nice and toasty. In case you were wondering.
**FCD ** is snoring on the loveseat with Scruffy snuggled on his belly. Snow days are so exciting in our house.
And, no, I didn’t clean the kitchen floor…
Ah, y’all are killing me…
My budget meeting was pretty painless actually. We have a new business manager here this year, he and I have spent the last couple months laying the groundwork for this anyway, so we just had a talk over a couple issues, and wrapped it up. While I was at the Castle of Big Cheeses, I stopped to see my boss for a bit, then came home early. I did a last clean of the driveway, then came in to nap.
Now I’m going to get a fire going and start the romantic dinner for the Wife.
Oh, and the cats feel they should be fed, so that’s on the list too.
I’m glad you’re enjoying the weather. 
I jumped in snow piles all the way to work this morning. It’s awesome! My only big regret is that it’s Mr. Lissar’s birthday, so I can’t go over to Attacks Husband’s house and play in the snow tonight.
Snow!
Oh, yes. I came home to a rose placed across the keyboard. I’ll clear off the table and arrange his birthday presents before he gets back from class. I think this is the tenth time or so in eight years that I’ve gotten flowers.
We, being the wild men we are, went to dinner at a quarter of five, so we’re all snug in da swampcave now. I’m thinkin’ some quality hot tub time is in order cause it’s cold outside. Plus, we have discount chocolate! We did a pretty fair job of cleaning out a Valentine’s candy display at Eckerd’s Drugs after dindin. They had stuff discounted up to seventy-five percent!
I’m sure they were glad we dropped by because I spied an Easter display sittin’ in a corner ready to go up. Well, there are only seven more shopping weeks til Easter after all. :rolleyes: Which reminds me, next Wednesday is Ash Wednesday. Whatever shall I give up for Lent? The usual red meat? Beer?[sub]yeah right![/sub] I must study upon this.
:eek: :eek:
I just saw a young girl (teen) get arrested! Just around the corner from me! Out of her house (I think?)
Well, your homework’s done then. 
That was mean wasn’t it?
Well, I made it home. Y’know, for such a winter walloping closing down so many stores, we sure as Og’s nob were insanely busy today. Way more end-user calls than normal. “Why won’t my snowblower start?” and “I lost the key to my snowblower” seemed to be common themes today.
The snow stopped in Mississauga around 2pm or so, but the wind is still blowing all the loose stuff around pretty good. I survived though, dropped by to pick up coffee and headed home. Made it in surprisingly good time, too – it doesn’t seem like the snow has affected traffic flow at all, considering I made it home in the same time I usually do.
We’ve been looking at a new vacuum, since the one we have sucks. Or rather, doesn’t suck, at least not well, and it constantly gets clogged. We’re checking out the Bissell Healthy Home vacuum, which seems to be being praised as a Dyson-killer, or at least a very comparable unit. It’s quite a bit cheaper, though, which is why we’re looking at it, and there’s a $30 rebate on Bissell’s site for it, so it could end up being a pretty good bargain. It certainly looks good.
Had a scare with my iPod this morning, too. The left ear of my Shure E3’s went deaf. I could barely hear anything through it. Don’t know why. I tested it out later in the day though and now it works fine. Weird. I’m thankful I didn’t have to drop another $100+ on a new pair, especially when these are only a few months old. I mean, you pay good money for something and you expect it to last, especially when you baby them like I do.
LiLi - If, by sending all this crap my way instead, you’re trying to get me to like this evil white stuff, you are sorely mistaken. The only reason I even tolerate it to any degree is because grass makes a lousy skiing surface. Now, if it weren’t so gall-dang cold and windy I might even have been able to appreciate it. In wind-chills of -30 due to 50MPH winds slamming into my face however, it can just bite my quivering, frost-covered tuchus.
Swampy - Give up beer and steak? Great spluttering Og, man, are you mad? Give up fart blossoms. I mean, you don’t eat them or even like them, but have you actually given them up in an official capacity? Well there you go, then. Problem solved.
So sleepy. Don’t want to do housework.
Must do it before Mr. Lissar gets home from class, but that’s at nine.
Neurotic Co-Worker reiterated that she would love to sew, but she just can’t, because someday she might drop a pin, and her cats might eat it, and then they’d diiiiieeeeee!
Look, I love my cats, but I’m not about to heavily restrict all my activities on the off-chance that one of them might kick the bucket. Is that callous? It probably is. She also won’t do beadwork because cats sometimes eat beads. And thread.
Argh.
Or, she could just, I dunno…NOT drop a pin?
swampsy my man, years ago, I gave up giving up things for Lent, for Lent.
It was hilarious. And thanks for the link - it made my day. I send Scottish Darling one, about a good cuppa being better than a bad shag.
AUGH I have SO MUCH WORK TO DO tonight, plus I have to get my house clean before my friend comes to visit me for the weekend. At least there’s the party on Friday to look forward to. I would post pics of my two dresses, but I had to get one of them altered to fit me, so I’ll have to wait till tomorrow.
there have been many occasions I’ve drops things that Smokey would sniff, bat, and ignore. It’s been my experience that if it ain’t food, it ain’t mouth worthy (to a cat anyway) but it can be chased all over the house
I lost all my cable channels! which is f%&ed up because I should be getting all of them. So I called for “a hit” (a reinforcing signal sent via the cable to the boxes to remind them what they are supposed to be doing) and we’ll see.
Taters is not a happy camper. :mad: 
This has been an Og awful day.
Long story short: I’m being moved to another department to augment/support them, in addition to still belonging to my department. The problem with this is that my boss didn’t get to tell me; I was blindsided by another employee from that department telling me this when we departed a meeting today. I was astounded, furious, sort of embarrassed, and hurt all at the same time. I do not know how I managed to contain my composure during this exchange, but somehow I did.
Upon my return to my office, I searched for my boss, but was unable to find him. After more than an hour (and time to calm down), I composed and sent him an e-mail basically asking him what the HELL was going on, and what had I done to have this happen to me.
Short answer: CG wants all analysts centralized on cell. There are many problems inherent in this, not the least of which are space issues. Additionally, I foresee many problems, as I will now have two major departments in my rating chain and, I’m sure, many of tugs of war will ensue between taskers for both.
I’ve already pointedly, but respectfully, told the boss that something is going to have to give, because I cannot keep up with what I’ve got going on now. He promised that we will all have a sit down to discuss what is going to happen in regards to my duties. His main concern, is ensuring that he has a direct pipeline to me.
I’m telling you now, this isn’t going to work, I’m going to be caught in the friggin’ middle, and I am going to be one big stressball because I basically want to please everyone and do good work. I might get pissed for awhile and basically say “fuck it”, but in the end, I do my level best to turn out products that the chain and command are pleased with and reliant on.
The boss did apologize profusely for how this happened. He wanted to tell me. He knew it was being briefed, but expected to hear something so HE could tell. Basically, it’s the “it’s for the good of the hospital, and it will advance your career spiel”. Mmmm-hmmm…whatever. He did promise that if things went to hell, he’d pull me back up here, but with space being at a premium here, I’m sure I’ll lose my space here. Besides, the boss is leaving this summer. Where the hell does that leave me?
I did tell him, firmly, but politely, I didn’t like it and I wasn’t happy. However, he is my boss, and he told me he’s not changing his mind at this point. All I can do now is to suck it up and deal.
Well, time to go home. Thank God, because I’ve had enough for one day.
That’s awful, Taters. Sounds like a bad decision, badly executed. It amazes me how organizations can yo-yo back and forth between “centralize” and “de-centralize” and every time they think they’re being original. Hope it works out better than you’re expecting or that your new boss decides that a different scheme is better.
Ooooh, that sounds bad, rigs. Hope it was a mistake.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Lissar!!!
I like your car, FCM! It’s purty.
Work was actually quite good. Not too many people, no meetings. Got a couple of things done that I’d been wanting to do for ages. We even had clear directions on how to account for time by the end of the day. I get an extra $8/hour for the two extra hours I was there when I didn’t need to be there. :rolleyes: Woo hoo. Or I can flex them out by Friday (not likely).
That is a beautiful and touching song, swampy.
And, Sean, it is sweet babboo, but someone upthread misread it at first.
Interesting dream, SCL…(Isn’t this your journal?)
I’m tired, but it’s too early to crawl into bed. Guess I’ll go find something to do. Maybe laundry. That sounds like fun.
GT
Wow! You guys have had a lot of life while I was at work. I took a long nap, because I didn’t get much sleep the last few days(Hockey > sleep). I am baking chicken boobs, with stuffing and broccoli.
Nava, my eyes are a brownish green. Does that mean I am a good liar?
BooFae, my dad likes Brussel Sprouts. Other than that he’s a good dad.
Spats, can I join you in rock throwing?
Sean, it is baboo. BooFae just thought the “s” was an “n” Gives a new meaning to “hot monkey sex”, though.
SCL, if you want dancing hockey players, here you go.
rigs, I’ll have a drink for you.
Mork, Lent is about suffering, so swampy should eat fart blossoms. :eek:
Taters, that sucks. Hope things work out.
Happy Birthday Mr. Lisslar!!!
**Taters ** - that bites. I was in a similar situation several years ago and it felt like the two managers involved had me in a tug-o-war. I had set times during the week I was to work with A, but B always managed to overload me with work so that I couldn’t devote as much time as needed to A. And add to that the phones. If I was on the phones during B’s time, I was expected to forfeit my A time to make up for lost B time, which always sent A into B’s office to discuss the matter. I was so stressed during that time.
-Drive by-
It is snowing in Kodiak, all is well with the climate again.