Ohh..

I'm so tired and sore. I've spent the afternoon running back and forth between my office and two others trying to keep up with the demand of a Friday afternoon.

I spent three hours last night filling out the same job application for three different jobs at three different places and have a list of more to do.

I have other things to do so I have to call it quits early.

love ya!

Thinking back...

The more I read Mrs. Q over at Fed Up With school lunch, the more it has made me think about being in grade school. Trying to figure out if those school lunches I use to eat were really that unhealthy or if it's been in more recent years that they've headed south.

I remember that we never had food that came in a package unless it was ice cream or some kind of frozen slushie. And I know that I never ate the slushie because I never could get it open. And there were laways real trays with real utensils to eat with.

We would line up in class before we left for lunch, people who brought their lunch first and then the rest of the class in alphabetic order. We all had a number that we had to remember to say that we had eaten. There was a lady who sat at the entry to the lunch line with a legal sheet of paper with all the numbers on it and she marked out your number when you got to the door.

There was no chocolate milk until second or third grade, but we always hoped when we opened the carton that it would be chocolate. We had no concept that chocolate milk came in brown cartons.

I loved the pizza, and the days when we had steak fingers because it meant an ice cream scoop of rice sans gravy. I think that teachers got gravy but students didn't. I really wanted the gravy. To me that's the best part of mashed potatoes.

I remember that in second grade or so we transitioned to the plastic sporks. When there were carrot sticks there was no ranch dressing to be had, just plain jane carrot sticks.

I'm sure that there's more that I could wax on about but right now it's time to take a break.

love ya!

The internet...

I have to say as much as I can hate my job I love the perks that it affords me at times. Right now I'm sitting by the pond hooked up to the internet by Verizon's wonderful Mifi2200. It's the demo line and I must say that I like what I can do with it but probably will just add the tethering option to my husband's phone and go that route, it's about the same price and I won't have to worry about other people trying to steal my wifi. I was surprized to find that there are about four wireless networks that I can pick up in my living room half of which are protected and the others are too weak to even bother with trying.

I love it though it's nice and relaxing finally being able to get on the internet for fun while not having to worry about it.

love ya!

Post Wedding...

The wedding is over. I've got discs with pictures in my purse. I have stuff everywhere. My clothes are in a pile flowing out of the clothes. I have no idea where any of my clothes are that I wear on a regular basis. Every pair of jeans I can find have holes in them and not the ones you can see, those sly ones along the seams and pockets that are only visible when stretched across your hips and tailend. My husband has informed me several times this week what color panties I have on because of that.

I can't cook anything right now unless it goes in the microwave, toaster, crockpot, deep fryer or straight out of the box as is. That is my lunch time goal on Monday. Post office to pickup a package and then to the city to get the gas cut on because I want a fried egg!

love ya!

Oops...

It's been a while I know. I know. I'm workin' on it. Really I have to promise you that.

Trying to get ready for the wedding and all that. I may post some pics after I recover. Of course I've also come to the realization that I have no pictures of me with my sweetie. Yes totally embarrassing that we have no pictures together and the ones we have are cell snapshots. And those are always of such awesome quality.

Been pretty crazy at work and there and when I say that I kinda mean it more in a sense of the inmates running the asylum. (I think I mean it too.)

love ya! gotta run

37 days and counting down...

There are 37 days until the wedding and I feel completely unprepared. I'm having that whole I'm forgetting things feeling. Whether it's things in general or actually things that need to be done. I made a list of things that need to be done around the house before then and I have no idea how to get them all accomplished. It's gonna be insane for the next few weeks and I'm going to try not to get myself into too much trouble but I know that it's too late.

The sinus drainage kicked in the other night which means I'm on track to get strep throat which will make me unbearable until it's gone. Or it might be the fact that in all the chaos I haven't been able to clean the water bottle that I keep next to my bed. I'm betting on that being the culprit. It's too late now, I just need to start eating the yogurt in the fridge and maybe this will clear up before I kill anyone.

I finally got inventory done which has been the major thing keeping me from getting around to do blogging at work. We've hit the late winter lull. We survived the big freeze that had everyone in the state in a panic to cover pipes and plants. After all of that was finally repaired it's been good. There are still a few crazy bursts every once in awhile but they shouldn't start kicking back up until mid-March when people start needing to get out the mowers and the weedeaters. I've got one rider in the show that needs to be fixed. I should have that ready to go hopefully tomorrow if not Monday, which means once again that my shop will be completely done. Everything in there will be fixed and ready for pickup.

I wish I could say the same thing about the boards because they're starting to look like monstrous paper eating machines. I've got things that need to be looked at in the shop. I have more parts on backorder than I could ever imagine. Some with no eta, which makes me want to cry. Then there's the shelf of things that have been ordered which has fallen victim in the last few weeks to me stealing from there for new customers.

I'm not going to order a part that I've had sitting on the shelf because you said that you would come pick up 6 months ago. I keep the tickets in case someone decides that they really need it later on I can just reorder but at this point it looks pretty slim on that happening.

I ave to put two orders in today because it seems like right about the time I put an order in then someone comes in and wants one tiny thing and they want it asap.

Still looking for a teaching job but they're few and far between right now. I found one but I don't want to start this close to the wedding because then my head may actually explode and I go crazy psycho nuts on someone and ruin the chances of ever getting a job. But I'll be patient and wait and see what I can find a little closer to home.

We're still waiting for Swank to move out of the apartment so that they can get it cleaned up and then we can start trying to move in. Which is a whole 'nother story since furniture is few and far between at the moment. We have a couch, a tv, my furniture which I'm still using but will gladly start moving over there as soon as I can, and a bed sans mattress and box set. That's what we're waiting on. No point in hauling it to his place to have to haul it back and neither one of us have a place to store it yet.

gotta go, love ya!

Of course...

I had to post while I had this still on my mind. But ABC just cancelled 'Ugly Betty' and all I could say is duh.

I mean I loved the premise of the show. It was good it was what we all knew was going on. Normal people just trying to make it in a world where things aren't normal.

The article talks about the move from one night to the other and yes I can agree that killed it a little but it got off track. It got away from what it set out to do. I was watching a few weeks ago and that wasn't the Betty that I knew. She seemed...different. She seemed to have lost a few pounds, her hair was a little more coiffed and well she wasn't as 'ugly' in the way she was dressing.

She had changed. And not in a way that I was pleased with. I hope that if I had been religiously watching the show that it was a subtle change but this seemed like a real slap in the face to me how much she had changed.