Sniff... need a shower. We arrived after fighting the massive hoards leaving MD as if we were all extras in the movie Independence Day... except it is Memorial Day...
We got to do the short drive to Nana's enjoyed dinner which I then proceeded to enjoy well into the night... can't take all that good Western PA fried food then expect to sleep... really have to stop that thinking.
Today we head to the in-laws. I am optimistic as it's just the parental units so less stress plus Mum-in-law is on drugs for her medical issue so she should be mellow. If I am lucky she'll be chatty. ;-) Remember boys and girls "If you don't have anything nice to say about somebody come sit by me" (bonus points if you remember the movie - Gigs you don't count)
Of course Mom and I enjoy a heaping dose of catty last night as we kicked a bottle of wine - I have plans for the weekend that don't involve a great deal of movement and enjoying time with all the nieces... totally cool.
Ok coffee is ready and so am I have a great weekend!
Honor a Vet and remember Freedom isn't Free.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Almost... there....
Almost - almost to the weekend! Shhhh!!! Do not want to shake the computer gods that will smite your hard drive or mother board just to screw with a weekend. Trust me. Yesterday was so dead we thought about holding a seance to see if we could contact the team. (har har har)
I did have things to do and did get things done, so it was good, just way too quiet. I'll remember that when I'm on a deadline with 6 things to deal with and the email keeps coming and coming and coming. For now we will enjoy the calm before the storm.
Bubba is off at work with promises of arriving home before midnight, and he keeps calling with things for me to do. I keep reminding him I too an working this morning and have things of my own to complete. And -- darling husband I do not need reminded of who and what to pack... I will be packed ready and waiting on your happy fanny - all without your prompting. Trust me. The only person I don't pack for - is you.
I have a number of errands to run today, but they shouldn't take too long, then home, take care of any issues and generally be ready to go well before Bubba promises to be home... of course he could surprise me and actually get home when he said he will... and Shelby is going to talk to me about her thoughts on life and kibble.
I won't post this weekend unless I have time Saturday - we are going to enjoy some in the woods time and time with Baby M.. .can't wait to see her again. She's fun. Hopefully Bubba will find some happiness this weekend - its family and more family and that generally doesn't make for happy Bubba... but at least I will come back with some fun stories - or I could just say... unreal Bubba was happy, enjoyed his weekend - and I drove since I was the one who kept spiking his drinks... (no not really)
Now to figure out how to get a manicure before I leave today...
Have a great weekend and remember to thank a Veteran for his or her service to our country. Freedom isn't Free.
I did have things to do and did get things done, so it was good, just way too quiet. I'll remember that when I'm on a deadline with 6 things to deal with and the email keeps coming and coming and coming. For now we will enjoy the calm before the storm.
Bubba is off at work with promises of arriving home before midnight, and he keeps calling with things for me to do. I keep reminding him I too an working this morning and have things of my own to complete. And -- darling husband I do not need reminded of who and what to pack... I will be packed ready and waiting on your happy fanny - all without your prompting. Trust me. The only person I don't pack for - is you.
I have a number of errands to run today, but they shouldn't take too long, then home, take care of any issues and generally be ready to go well before Bubba promises to be home... of course he could surprise me and actually get home when he said he will... and Shelby is going to talk to me about her thoughts on life and kibble.
I won't post this weekend unless I have time Saturday - we are going to enjoy some in the woods time and time with Baby M.. .can't wait to see her again. She's fun. Hopefully Bubba will find some happiness this weekend - its family and more family and that generally doesn't make for happy Bubba... but at least I will come back with some fun stories - or I could just say... unreal Bubba was happy, enjoyed his weekend - and I drove since I was the one who kept spiking his drinks... (no not really)
Now to figure out how to get a manicure before I leave today...
Have a great weekend and remember to thank a Veteran for his or her service to our country. Freedom isn't Free.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Let's Chat...
And let's chat about pet peeves shall we? We all have them - some are obvious, neatness, sloppy, foods, habits... mine of course all involve the man I married. Frankly I can't remember a time when something so annoyed me as some of the things my darling husband does on a continuing and regular basis... let's discuss a few shall we?
First, the phone call from the car with the windows down so he has to shout to be heard, you have to shout for him to hear you and all you hear is the sound of rushing wind and traffic. Roll up the flipping windows turn on the AC and then attempt to have a conversation. This is a nightly occurrence.
Also nightly is the discussion of what is for dinner... did you have to plan/shop/cook/clean it up? No! Shut up and eat it and I frankly don't care if you had Chinese/Mexican/burgers/whatever for lunch this is what I have cooked eat it or starve - not really concerned with your opinions on the matter.
How tough is your life? Seriously? Your day consists of up, shower, go to work which is half the commute of your wife, home, change, you eat dinner, sit in your chair watch the TV program you want to and then go to bed.
My day is somewhat different - even working from home... up, dogs, you shower, you gone, me shower, make breakfast, log on, work all day, run errands in the afternoon to beat the get home from work crowd - including mailing a gift to YOUR friend, AND get a gift card for your mother. Rush home to make a conference call, did 5 loads of laundry while reviewing documents, left the folding until post work time, planned, shopped, prepared dinner, cleaned the kitchen, gave the dog her shot, folded all the laundry then helped you with your little fit on the computer to order drugs from some pharmacy in Florida rather than pay the extra $5 per script for the dog's meds. I personally would rather deal with people I know... now it might be more than 5 bucks but I don't know frankly if shipping is close to the difference in price - go with the doc you know - you know? (we'll get into tight wad later too)
Last night you asked ME to order the meds... I said no because you had done the research... tonight you get all pissy because I didn't "help you".. i.e. do it for you. Finally tired of listening to you bitch at me from another room (another peeve we will get to) I came in and you sit there are pissed off and frustrated because you couldn't type in a simple form. For the record it took me 2 minutes. What was so freaking hard? How do you get through a day without someone to handle these details for you - and I won't even mention nose wiping or the other side of your body where your head resides regularly.
Another pet peeve is this conversational walking away, you start a sentence or conversation then find it necessary to walk away usually to another room or floor, ensuring that I cannot hear you and them must shout and either (usually) get up from what I am doing - or remain where I am - doing dishes or laundry and ignore the mumblings from another room. And when I look lost at some statement you say later - remember the walking away and water running rule.
A large peeve in my world is this idea that I do nothing all day - because I have someone clean my house every OTHER week, and have the kid next door let OUR dogs out so they aren't bouncing off the walls when I get home. Especially when your pampered fanny is traveling... getting back to that tight wade thing again. I don't want to spend my weekends cleaning up after you - and I will NEVER give up my cleaning lady as long as I'm working full time. Live with it. Again - what did he have to do for Mother's Day? Call his Mom were there flowers delivered to her home? You betcha - did he lift a finger to deal with it? Oh heck no - when I grump about it - I get the half hearted, "Yeah I really appreciate you handling that." Kiss my grits.
One just occurred - finished his stuff and stayed on the computer -- either that or murder him - this was healthier. And he's in another room - and he shouts - "What are you doing?" I am in the room with the computer and the dog crates, if you can't hear the typing then I must be napping in the dog crates. Really. My response, once he mutes the TV is a pithy - "On the computer" (duh) I may try the napping in the crates next time just to see if he's listening.
My final peeve for this session is the regular appearance of Captain Tightwad, and his ship the SS "You're spending all our money". Well dear I could stop shopping which means we'd stop eating, having clean clothes and bodies as all those supplies require things to be purchased. Then there is the shopping for gifts - "all the time", yes once or twice per month a card or gift must be purchased for said family member - cards mostly unless you are a kid in the family or just have birth to one. For the record I don't spend $100 per gift - you get a card and if your a kid books, usually in the 20-30 range with shipping. Adults get a card with a stamp, unless you are parental units - then we come up with something. Then I come up with something. Yes dear I buy shoes - 1 to 2 pairs per year to replace the ones with cracked soles and broken heels - my word will it never end?
Oh sure I do drop a buck or 5 here and there, books mostly which really sends him over, clothes, manicures, pedicures, waxing, something silly now and again. But I managed to still pay all the bills - please note I pay the bills - he balances the check book once per month. I pay the bills, put everything into the check book then get yelled at when it doesn't balance. That is why we keep you dear. Not that he can log on the bank accounts on line and look at things... even with the bank site bookmarked and the password noted in a location of his choosing. I still have to log on for him - which I do from memory. (mostly)
So in closing - of this rant of peeves? He's really annoyed me tonight - and I needed a little Cheap Therapy. Have a good night stay cool and enjoy your freshly cleaned and folded laundry - thanks again to the magic fairy who makes it all happen in your house.
(yeah yeah decaf would help but it wouldn't be as much fun- would it?)
First, the phone call from the car with the windows down so he has to shout to be heard, you have to shout for him to hear you and all you hear is the sound of rushing wind and traffic. Roll up the flipping windows turn on the AC and then attempt to have a conversation. This is a nightly occurrence.
Also nightly is the discussion of what is for dinner... did you have to plan/shop/cook/clean it up? No! Shut up and eat it and I frankly don't care if you had Chinese/Mexican/burgers/whatever for lunch this is what I have cooked eat it or starve - not really concerned with your opinions on the matter.
How tough is your life? Seriously? Your day consists of up, shower, go to work which is half the commute of your wife, home, change, you eat dinner, sit in your chair watch the TV program you want to and then go to bed.
My day is somewhat different - even working from home... up, dogs, you shower, you gone, me shower, make breakfast, log on, work all day, run errands in the afternoon to beat the get home from work crowd - including mailing a gift to YOUR friend, AND get a gift card for your mother. Rush home to make a conference call, did 5 loads of laundry while reviewing documents, left the folding until post work time, planned, shopped, prepared dinner, cleaned the kitchen, gave the dog her shot, folded all the laundry then helped you with your little fit on the computer to order drugs from some pharmacy in Florida rather than pay the extra $5 per script for the dog's meds. I personally would rather deal with people I know... now it might be more than 5 bucks but I don't know frankly if shipping is close to the difference in price - go with the doc you know - you know? (we'll get into tight wad later too)
Last night you asked ME to order the meds... I said no because you had done the research... tonight you get all pissy because I didn't "help you".. i.e. do it for you. Finally tired of listening to you bitch at me from another room (another peeve we will get to) I came in and you sit there are pissed off and frustrated because you couldn't type in a simple form. For the record it took me 2 minutes. What was so freaking hard? How do you get through a day without someone to handle these details for you - and I won't even mention nose wiping or the other side of your body where your head resides regularly.
Another pet peeve is this conversational walking away, you start a sentence or conversation then find it necessary to walk away usually to another room or floor, ensuring that I cannot hear you and them must shout and either (usually) get up from what I am doing - or remain where I am - doing dishes or laundry and ignore the mumblings from another room. And when I look lost at some statement you say later - remember the walking away and water running rule.
A large peeve in my world is this idea that I do nothing all day - because I have someone clean my house every OTHER week, and have the kid next door let OUR dogs out so they aren't bouncing off the walls when I get home. Especially when your pampered fanny is traveling... getting back to that tight wade thing again. I don't want to spend my weekends cleaning up after you - and I will NEVER give up my cleaning lady as long as I'm working full time. Live with it. Again - what did he have to do for Mother's Day? Call his Mom were there flowers delivered to her home? You betcha - did he lift a finger to deal with it? Oh heck no - when I grump about it - I get the half hearted, "Yeah I really appreciate you handling that." Kiss my grits.
One just occurred - finished his stuff and stayed on the computer -- either that or murder him - this was healthier. And he's in another room - and he shouts - "What are you doing?" I am in the room with the computer and the dog crates, if you can't hear the typing then I must be napping in the dog crates. Really. My response, once he mutes the TV is a pithy - "On the computer" (duh) I may try the napping in the crates next time just to see if he's listening.
My final peeve for this session is the regular appearance of Captain Tightwad, and his ship the SS "You're spending all our money". Well dear I could stop shopping which means we'd stop eating, having clean clothes and bodies as all those supplies require things to be purchased. Then there is the shopping for gifts - "all the time", yes once or twice per month a card or gift must be purchased for said family member - cards mostly unless you are a kid in the family or just have birth to one. For the record I don't spend $100 per gift - you get a card and if your a kid books, usually in the 20-30 range with shipping. Adults get a card with a stamp, unless you are parental units - then we come up with something. Then I come up with something. Yes dear I buy shoes - 1 to 2 pairs per year to replace the ones with cracked soles and broken heels - my word will it never end?
Oh sure I do drop a buck or 5 here and there, books mostly which really sends him over, clothes, manicures, pedicures, waxing, something silly now and again. But I managed to still pay all the bills - please note I pay the bills - he balances the check book once per month. I pay the bills, put everything into the check book then get yelled at when it doesn't balance. That is why we keep you dear. Not that he can log on the bank accounts on line and look at things... even with the bank site bookmarked and the password noted in a location of his choosing. I still have to log on for him - which I do from memory. (mostly)
So in closing - of this rant of peeves? He's really annoyed me tonight - and I needed a little Cheap Therapy. Have a good night stay cool and enjoy your freshly cleaned and folded laundry - thanks again to the magic fairy who makes it all happen in your house.
(yeah yeah decaf would help but it wouldn't be as much fun- would it?)
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I got nothin'
For two days... Monday at work was so quiet it was a little scary so I got a lot of busy work done just because I was enjoying the lack of email and phone calls and the dreaded "call me" emails from the boss in Florida... then came home did a few things, headed out to my meeting, nice meeting, came home to .... Bubba.
Now my father had called asking how to scan a document on his printer and email to someone, when I have walked Mom through this process previously I thought we did it to a file for ease or because, well, it was too confusing for Mom and me to do it direct to email. So with dear old Dad I figured we could do that -- I didn't listen to the voice in the back of my head that said "it won't work that way.. internet mail..." and it didn't so we had to start over again that didn't work, we had to reboot - that didn't work, frustration on both sides, so we bagged it for then and I went to my meeting.
Came home to Bubba -who, poor baby, had to stop and get his own dinner, I was enjoying a snack (nothing healthy) he grumped and asked if I had dinner, I said no I was helping Dad. No worries, any who the folks called about 10:20 PM still having trouble with the scanner, now when the phone rings it apparently is directly wired to Bubba's cranky button. Please don't ask me to explain it - it rings he gets cranky. I don't even attempt to understand that whole mess...
So I helped the folks, 10 minutes later I'm upstairs with the hubby - and of course he's in the best of moods due to phone-to-cranky-button connection. And he says to me (seriously quoting) "why is it necessary to answer a call that hour of the night?"
Ah - the phone rang?
What was so important?
Dad was having trouble scanning something and apparently needed to get it done tonight - we were awake - it's not like he called at midnight.
It was too late.
What are you 12?
No - I thought it was (annoying girl's group adult)
I haven't talked to her in weeks... what is the big deal?
It's annoying.
And?
I want my peace.
I raised an eyebrow and stopped talking. Didn't mention that peace he could enjoy if he slept in the garage... but that was probably for the best. I also refrained from emailing everyone I knew from calling the house every 15 minutes from 9:30 until 11 PM.. Tuesday night just for fun... LOL of course when his head exploded I would have had to clean up the mess...
Today is Wednesday, work from home day... its hot as all get out, got my running done, with one whoops when I forgot to grab and address so I will have to talk another trip to the post office. I got dinners planned for tonight and tomorrow night. All the laundry is done, except for the folding as I'm am working and I can unload, reload in the time it takes me to go to the ladies room and walk back at work. (long trip other side and end of the floor from my office-- I plan ahead.)
And in the yes-I-am-a-15-year-old-fan my new move poster arrived yesterday and it's on my wall at work... you know the one... Robin Hood, starring the one and only Russell Crowe.. (insert sigh here). I'm such a girl. But the best part? Other than a larger than life Russell on my wall? The note put on the bottom of my poster.... "And your problem with my QA review would be?"
Love it! Just wish the Huntsville folks would come up for a visit - and soon.
That is all for today... still holding that calling all night idea... perhaps I will do it on a night when I know I'm not going to home... LOL oh yeah that will have his head spinning... (insert evil laugh here)
Later.
Now my father had called asking how to scan a document on his printer and email to someone, when I have walked Mom through this process previously I thought we did it to a file for ease or because, well, it was too confusing for Mom and me to do it direct to email. So with dear old Dad I figured we could do that -- I didn't listen to the voice in the back of my head that said "it won't work that way.. internet mail..." and it didn't so we had to start over again that didn't work, we had to reboot - that didn't work, frustration on both sides, so we bagged it for then and I went to my meeting.
Came home to Bubba -who, poor baby, had to stop and get his own dinner, I was enjoying a snack (nothing healthy) he grumped and asked if I had dinner, I said no I was helping Dad. No worries, any who the folks called about 10:20 PM still having trouble with the scanner, now when the phone rings it apparently is directly wired to Bubba's cranky button. Please don't ask me to explain it - it rings he gets cranky. I don't even attempt to understand that whole mess...
So I helped the folks, 10 minutes later I'm upstairs with the hubby - and of course he's in the best of moods due to phone-to-cranky-button connection. And he says to me (seriously quoting) "why is it necessary to answer a call that hour of the night?"
Ah - the phone rang?
What was so important?
Dad was having trouble scanning something and apparently needed to get it done tonight - we were awake - it's not like he called at midnight.
It was too late.
What are you 12?
No - I thought it was (annoying girl's group adult)
I haven't talked to her in weeks... what is the big deal?
It's annoying.
And?
I want my peace.
I raised an eyebrow and stopped talking. Didn't mention that peace he could enjoy if he slept in the garage... but that was probably for the best. I also refrained from emailing everyone I knew from calling the house every 15 minutes from 9:30 until 11 PM.. Tuesday night just for fun... LOL of course when his head exploded I would have had to clean up the mess...
Today is Wednesday, work from home day... its hot as all get out, got my running done, with one whoops when I forgot to grab and address so I will have to talk another trip to the post office. I got dinners planned for tonight and tomorrow night. All the laundry is done, except for the folding as I'm am working and I can unload, reload in the time it takes me to go to the ladies room and walk back at work. (long trip other side and end of the floor from my office-- I plan ahead.)
And in the yes-I-am-a-15-year-old-fan my new move poster arrived yesterday and it's on my wall at work... you know the one... Robin Hood, starring the one and only Russell Crowe.. (insert sigh here). I'm such a girl. But the best part? Other than a larger than life Russell on my wall? The note put on the bottom of my poster.... "And your problem with my QA review would be?"
Love it! Just wish the Huntsville folks would come up for a visit - and soon.
That is all for today... still holding that calling all night idea... perhaps I will do it on a night when I know I'm not going to home... LOL oh yeah that will have his head spinning... (insert evil laugh here)
Later.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
What a weekend!
And it's not over yet! But let's start at the beginning shall we? Left work did the beltway crawl all the day home, got to the store, loaded up with party essentials, came home and Bubba took me out to dinner! Nice but ordering in would have been more helpful with the party prep-- but we let that one go!
Got 9/10's of everything done and then my guests of honor arrived!! She was tired and not terribly social but since sister dear brought the baby we forgave her. ;-) Everyone crashed and I was up at the crack of dawn with my inners in full revolt so 2 tums and puppy breakfast later, I was making bread (from a mix -seriously people) and for the party. Finished up the last minute stuff, we had play time and toast with peanut butter for breakfast, showered changed, played, got stuff ready and the baby crashed. (so did Mommy)
So folks arrived, not as many as planned but this happens we sampled and savored and laughed and enjoyed. Vodka slushie was a big hit - sauces and dips all enjoyed beer bread was sampled with everything and for dessert Almond pound cake, strawberry cream cheese ball and a strawberry and rubarb sauce. I stuck with the pound cake as the strawberry stuff didn't do much for me...
So, party enjoyed, everyone went home, we munched and played and took the puppies for a walk, Uncle Bubba was a good doobie and went and got calzones and salads for dinner, and we all crashed hard.
Sunday morning we were up and playing and having fun again Uncle Bubba was the good guy and went to get bagels... which we all enjoyed... then a doggie walk while Mommy was showering and we all noted that a certain little one was getting nap time cranky. Kisses, hugs, smiles and last minute scoops - and away then went. And they left home - alone - with Bubba. Yeah...
Now as I type this "we" are working on putting his resume onto the government get me a Fed Job site - so then he won't have to work again. ;-) Now I used the "we" for a reason - HE is looking through records to see if we have this piece of information and that Army number but the other "we" is doing all the typing, all the questions and all the form filling out. In between he's grumping at me since we had company "all weekend" and I "opened my mouth" and invited the neighbors over to help eat all this left over dip (and get more orders) he's cranky that they are coming over... deal with and have some more vodka slushie.
So neighbors came and went, I am not done with party stuff... kitchen has been cleaned and sprayed, had to toss a bucket full of Violet food as it was ant infested - sprayed down the entire laundry room scrubbed out her bucket and will refill in the AM. It's a life.
Now the one story that is sooo Bubba... Saturday, he's up and moving and about to leave the house before the invasion - and with the Munchie party lady in the house (remember baby and sis are sleeping) 30 minutes before the START of the party he decides NOW is a good time for lunch - oh yeah heat me up this - and that and I'll be back down after I shower off mowing the lawn. (the chant now is "we have company and witnesses) - I feed his royal highness tossing dishes into the magic machine and then my guests arrive Bubba leaves and i am oh - so greatful for vodka slushies and witnesses.
Now for those of you who would ask "why could he heat up his own lunch of leftovers, 1) it makes him cranky to do things for himself 2) it's his mother's fault 3) it got him out of MY kitchen and out of the house that much faster and 4) because he's Bubba and doing for himself is something so completely out of character and see reasons 1 AND 2 ... and an unhappy Bubba is a PITA Bubba and I was having a party and a good time...
So now... resume "we" were working on is done, neighbors have come and gone, kitchen is clean and again sprayed for ants, and Mr. Happy is in his throne, watching heaven knows what on TV and I'm in here... googling CSI techniques and how to defeat them. No not really ;-) really - no - yes ... no I'm not.
Stay tuned for what fun filled adventures Monday will bring - like - oh Bubba being unhappy about some mundane thing or something totally out of my control.. you know the easy things Or maybe if we're really lucky - there will be major traffic added to southern idiot code jockies and Staff meeting fun - all that and a barrel full of monkeys and you've got yourself a par-ty.
Got 9/10's of everything done and then my guests of honor arrived!! She was tired and not terribly social but since sister dear brought the baby we forgave her. ;-) Everyone crashed and I was up at the crack of dawn with my inners in full revolt so 2 tums and puppy breakfast later, I was making bread (from a mix -seriously people) and for the party. Finished up the last minute stuff, we had play time and toast with peanut butter for breakfast, showered changed, played, got stuff ready and the baby crashed. (so did Mommy)
So folks arrived, not as many as planned but this happens we sampled and savored and laughed and enjoyed. Vodka slushie was a big hit - sauces and dips all enjoyed beer bread was sampled with everything and for dessert Almond pound cake, strawberry cream cheese ball and a strawberry and rubarb sauce. I stuck with the pound cake as the strawberry stuff didn't do much for me...
So, party enjoyed, everyone went home, we munched and played and took the puppies for a walk, Uncle Bubba was a good doobie and went and got calzones and salads for dinner, and we all crashed hard.
Sunday morning we were up and playing and having fun again Uncle Bubba was the good guy and went to get bagels... which we all enjoyed... then a doggie walk while Mommy was showering and we all noted that a certain little one was getting nap time cranky. Kisses, hugs, smiles and last minute scoops - and away then went. And they left home - alone - with Bubba. Yeah...
Now as I type this "we" are working on putting his resume onto the government get me a Fed Job site - so then he won't have to work again. ;-) Now I used the "we" for a reason - HE is looking through records to see if we have this piece of information and that Army number but the other "we" is doing all the typing, all the questions and all the form filling out. In between he's grumping at me since we had company "all weekend" and I "opened my mouth" and invited the neighbors over to help eat all this left over dip (and get more orders) he's cranky that they are coming over... deal with and have some more vodka slushie.
So neighbors came and went, I am not done with party stuff... kitchen has been cleaned and sprayed, had to toss a bucket full of Violet food as it was ant infested - sprayed down the entire laundry room scrubbed out her bucket and will refill in the AM. It's a life.
Now the one story that is sooo Bubba... Saturday, he's up and moving and about to leave the house before the invasion - and with the Munchie party lady in the house (remember baby and sis are sleeping) 30 minutes before the START of the party he decides NOW is a good time for lunch - oh yeah heat me up this - and that and I'll be back down after I shower off mowing the lawn. (the chant now is "we have company and witnesses) - I feed his royal highness tossing dishes into the magic machine and then my guests arrive Bubba leaves and i am oh - so greatful for vodka slushies and witnesses.
Now for those of you who would ask "why could he heat up his own lunch of leftovers, 1) it makes him cranky to do things for himself 2) it's his mother's fault 3) it got him out of MY kitchen and out of the house that much faster and 4) because he's Bubba and doing for himself is something so completely out of character and see reasons 1 AND 2 ... and an unhappy Bubba is a PITA Bubba and I was having a party and a good time...
So now... resume "we" were working on is done, neighbors have come and gone, kitchen is clean and again sprayed for ants, and Mr. Happy is in his throne, watching heaven knows what on TV and I'm in here... googling CSI techniques and how to defeat them. No not really ;-) really - no - yes ... no I'm not.
Stay tuned for what fun filled adventures Monday will bring - like - oh Bubba being unhappy about some mundane thing or something totally out of my control.. you know the easy things Or maybe if we're really lucky - there will be major traffic added to southern idiot code jockies and Staff meeting fun - all that and a barrel full of monkeys and you've got yourself a par-ty.
Friday, May 21, 2010
The calm before...
It all hits the fan... things at work are -- ah nope not going to do it. I have had plenty to do, plenty to keep my busy little hands busy - no worries. (cross fingers turn around three times and spit on the ground)... next time I should probably aim for the trash can...
Ok, - now with THAT out of the way. My first person rant SOOOOOOOO tired of the LOST advertisement on my sports radio - yeah yeah I get you are all one big happy corporate family and its supposed to be this is a big deal could not care less...
That vented... I am on the down slide of the week, the day and my willingness to deal with all things work. Now... we've got the munchies party tomorrow! Up side sis and baby coming for visit - down side - dealing with all the stuff tonight. Upside, bought the beer and wine in VA - so much cheaper - and at Target. Down side Bubba grumpy about (insert topic here)
I've got a handful of details to deal with and frankly it's not that big of a deal, the cleaning lady was hear Tuesday so the bulk of the mess is tended, I cleaned the kitchen last night - OF course there was a glass in the clean sink this morning... people how long have you read along? Check your calendar - he's home - there is a glass in a clean sink.
So, make sure there are towels for sis and company, I got the baby a special bottle of soap for her visit - run to the grocery store I have a list, get things together -and wha-la it's all good.
Bubba will get cranky when I tell him to order dinner in - because I'm doing all this other stuff for the party and don't want to cook for him... plus this week he's had hot dogs and leftovers for dinner. Although he seemed to like the hot dog dinner - go figure. I know I did. ;-)
I probably won't post much this weekend at least until the baby heads home - want to spend plenty of time with her... :-D So check back for the chronicles of grumpy Bubba and we can all enjoy together... enjoy the sun - it's super nice outside!!
Ok, - now with THAT out of the way. My first person rant SOOOOOOOO tired of the LOST advertisement on my sports radio - yeah yeah I get you are all one big happy corporate family and its supposed to be this is a big deal could not care less...
That vented... I am on the down slide of the week, the day and my willingness to deal with all things work. Now... we've got the munchies party tomorrow! Up side sis and baby coming for visit - down side - dealing with all the stuff tonight. Upside, bought the beer and wine in VA - so much cheaper - and at Target. Down side Bubba grumpy about (insert topic here)
I've got a handful of details to deal with and frankly it's not that big of a deal, the cleaning lady was hear Tuesday so the bulk of the mess is tended, I cleaned the kitchen last night - OF course there was a glass in the clean sink this morning... people how long have you read along? Check your calendar - he's home - there is a glass in a clean sink.
So, make sure there are towels for sis and company, I got the baby a special bottle of soap for her visit - run to the grocery store I have a list, get things together -and wha-la it's all good.
Bubba will get cranky when I tell him to order dinner in - because I'm doing all this other stuff for the party and don't want to cook for him... plus this week he's had hot dogs and leftovers for dinner. Although he seemed to like the hot dog dinner - go figure. I know I did. ;-)
I probably won't post much this weekend at least until the baby heads home - want to spend plenty of time with her... :-D So check back for the chronicles of grumpy Bubba and we can all enjoy together... enjoy the sun - it's super nice outside!!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
A love letter to Corporate IT
My dear friends at Large Nameless Corporation IT division:
I just had to write this morning to thank you for the 2 hours per day you all shave off my busy busy working time. I am required to put in an 8 hour day and thanks to you all and all those wonderful big brother lock downs and software checks, rechecks and scans that must occur every time I boot up my laptop, I just know I've got a good solid 90 minutes to do what I want.
Each morning when I arrive and boot up my computer I know I have plenty of time, to walk a block to the good breakfast place, enjoy a really good cup of coffee, enjoy those wonderfully hand prepared breakfast sandwiches, and enjoy the weather of the morning on my way back to the office. Then, I can happily attempt to log in, but then discover something didn't boot correctly so I have to re-boot - and now - I can finish the back sections of the newspaper. I can't tell you how well read and informed I've become thanks to all this additional time I have each day thanks to all your hard work and extra software on my computer!
Oh and I can't begin to express my delight when I discover you have installed another new piece of software on my machine overnight! Because then I just know I've got at least another 30 minutes in my morning routine to stop and not only smell the roses - but plant a few - providing the manicure isn't too new. Not to mention the sheer joy I feel when I get to call into the helpful help line when the new software doesn't do what it was supposed to, removed something I need to do my job (with the remaining 30 minutes of my day) , or my personal favorite requires me to reboot every hour on the hour because the new big brother software can't figure out how to install itself so the auto reboot thinks THAT will solve the problem THIS time. And the music while I'm hold - well it's all I can do not to get up and dance along... cha cha cha.
And while I'm gushing about the Help line, that voice when you first dial in, that soothing male voice with all the assuring warmth of HAL - simply calms the beast of panicked user while he rattles off all the currently crashing servers and the small wait times for assistance - my personal favorite is when he informed all who called to leave a number and "we" will get back to you, as VA Department of Transportation had yet again cut a major trunk line into HQ and the entire Northern VA email system simply couldn't talk to anyone else. While not up to your usual service levels - the royal "we" was something new and fun! And we're always up for that!
And it's not just my mornings that you have made so much better - my routine to shutdown at night... super-fab!! Now as I live in one state and work in another I must plan ahead to beat the traffic, AND my laptop. While shutting down should be a fairly simply and straight forward process you boys and girls have turned it into a game of beat the clock. Will it or won't it finally finish sending every key stroke of my day to Big Brother Server in time for me to make my meeting... 3 hours from the time started the shutdown. Don't get me wrong! This kind of guessing game is really a fun thing to end your work day with, shut down all your work applications, clean out everything, hit the magic shutdown button, wait, make that last restroom run, pick up your office, set your trash can out, wash out your mug, clean up the office kitchen, stroll back to your office, redo the notes on your white board, scrub down a wall or wash the window, pace then see the countdown clock begin wondering if you're going to get to your car before they lock down the garage for the night and you have to call your buddy Jamil, for him to approve you to get out of the garage. My co-workers and I have made it a parlor game and are looking into a patent.
In closing I just wanted to say thank you for force feeding all this wonderfully slow, painful technology on my old laptop so it grinds along at the lightening fast speeds currently listed as Snail-Hertz vs the usual industry standards of Megahertz, I just know this is the latest thing as we are always on the cutting edge - after all we are research to fixes right?
Oh hey look a new directive - we get to use Office 2007! WOW and it's already 2010 - you guys you're going to spoil us!
Thank you again, oh and if you could plan my scan during the lunch hour that would make make that 60 minute commute to work the most productive part of my day!
Signed with Love and kisses,
The Lone Corporate Drone
as if you couldn't tell I've been having a bit of computer trouble these last couple of days...
I just had to write this morning to thank you for the 2 hours per day you all shave off my busy busy working time. I am required to put in an 8 hour day and thanks to you all and all those wonderful big brother lock downs and software checks, rechecks and scans that must occur every time I boot up my laptop, I just know I've got a good solid 90 minutes to do what I want.
Each morning when I arrive and boot up my computer I know I have plenty of time, to walk a block to the good breakfast place, enjoy a really good cup of coffee, enjoy those wonderfully hand prepared breakfast sandwiches, and enjoy the weather of the morning on my way back to the office. Then, I can happily attempt to log in, but then discover something didn't boot correctly so I have to re-boot - and now - I can finish the back sections of the newspaper. I can't tell you how well read and informed I've become thanks to all this additional time I have each day thanks to all your hard work and extra software on my computer!
Oh and I can't begin to express my delight when I discover you have installed another new piece of software on my machine overnight! Because then I just know I've got at least another 30 minutes in my morning routine to stop and not only smell the roses - but plant a few - providing the manicure isn't too new. Not to mention the sheer joy I feel when I get to call into the helpful help line when the new software doesn't do what it was supposed to, removed something I need to do my job (with the remaining 30 minutes of my day) , or my personal favorite requires me to reboot every hour on the hour because the new big brother software can't figure out how to install itself so the auto reboot thinks THAT will solve the problem THIS time. And the music while I'm hold - well it's all I can do not to get up and dance along... cha cha cha.
And while I'm gushing about the Help line, that voice when you first dial in, that soothing male voice with all the assuring warmth of HAL - simply calms the beast of panicked user while he rattles off all the currently crashing servers and the small wait times for assistance - my personal favorite is when he informed all who called to leave a number and "we" will get back to you, as VA Department of Transportation had yet again cut a major trunk line into HQ and the entire Northern VA email system simply couldn't talk to anyone else. While not up to your usual service levels - the royal "we" was something new and fun! And we're always up for that!
And it's not just my mornings that you have made so much better - my routine to shutdown at night... super-fab!! Now as I live in one state and work in another I must plan ahead to beat the traffic, AND my laptop. While shutting down should be a fairly simply and straight forward process you boys and girls have turned it into a game of beat the clock. Will it or won't it finally finish sending every key stroke of my day to Big Brother Server in time for me to make my meeting... 3 hours from the time started the shutdown. Don't get me wrong! This kind of guessing game is really a fun thing to end your work day with, shut down all your work applications, clean out everything, hit the magic shutdown button, wait, make that last restroom run, pick up your office, set your trash can out, wash out your mug, clean up the office kitchen, stroll back to your office, redo the notes on your white board, scrub down a wall or wash the window, pace then see the countdown clock begin wondering if you're going to get to your car before they lock down the garage for the night and you have to call your buddy Jamil, for him to approve you to get out of the garage. My co-workers and I have made it a parlor game and are looking into a patent.
In closing I just wanted to say thank you for force feeding all this wonderfully slow, painful technology on my old laptop so it grinds along at the lightening fast speeds currently listed as Snail-Hertz vs the usual industry standards of Megahertz, I just know this is the latest thing as we are always on the cutting edge - after all we are research to fixes right?
Oh hey look a new directive - we get to use Office 2007! WOW and it's already 2010 - you guys you're going to spoil us!
Thank you again, oh and if you could plan my scan during the lunch hour that would make make that 60 minute commute to work the most productive part of my day!
Signed with Love and kisses,
The Lone Corporate Drone
as if you couldn't tell I've been having a bit of computer trouble these last couple of days...
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Is the sun ever coming back?
Just a random thought as I'm digging out more and more clothes - even though the calendar says it's freaking MAY! And rapid approaching late May... what the heck? I guess on the up side it isn't raining... so it's just grey and depressing without the liquid falling from the sky.
I've been productive today but not exclusively to the work type productive. But those were things I needed to get done - and now they are. Plus now I have to make a run to the post office for stamps, and mail all this girls group stuff, my work type paper work that Bubba has been hounding me to complete, and I found the paperwork that I needed for the stock stuff - have to make a copy... so more busy work to deal with tomorrow.
Thankfully work has been quiet today, but it's all good. I got the major thing off my desk yesterday and haven't had much else to deal with. I've gotten some actual work type busy work to finish and I'm really not in the mood to deal with it... I know shame on me. But it gives me something to do tomorrow...
I've been bouncing back and forth about what to do for dinner -I searched the food network for ideas and nothing sounded that interesting and frankly reading about summer salads while I'm wearing long sleeved shirts and slippers wasn't really working for me. I want casserole. But I've done my two favorites fairly recently - AND we just did red sauce, plus BBQ pork from the pork I cooked previously so we need to back off the sauce a bit. And last night I tried a new chicken thing - I wasn't thrilled with it - Bubba loved it - it was crusty. Direct quote. *sigh*
Frankly I'm down to hot dogs. LOL Hey it's been a while since we've had them - and I just might get motivated to get moving, go to the post office tonight, make a grocery store run then be home, no muss no fuss... fighting everyone else coming home from work - but I don't have to fight the beltway and the major road north - so I think I can be more patient with the post work rush, and plus I won't have to pee and face public restrooms. ;-)
I think that might be my plan, plus it's cool enough I could take the pups along - nah - I'll be quicker without them. They can survive an hour in the box without mommy.
Trying to coordinate Memorial Day weekend - per usual the in-laws including Bubba don't talk to anyone so any plans are made in a vacuum and we'll end up making everyone mad and having us drive hither-tither and yon then another 6 hours home. Drinking will be done - a lot.
Hey! Just got a voice mail from my sister - she going to try and come down this weekend! How freaking cool!!! I have to go call her back... Weekend with the baby... too much fun.
And for those keeping score - Aunt Ing has to get up early again tomorrow morning... the gods of sleep hate me. I hate 7:15AM conference calls - in another state. Sheesh. But I'll get home early I'll hang on to that one.
Stay warm! in flipping May... grumble grumble
I've been productive today but not exclusively to the work type productive. But those were things I needed to get done - and now they are. Plus now I have to make a run to the post office for stamps, and mail all this girls group stuff, my work type paper work that Bubba has been hounding me to complete, and I found the paperwork that I needed for the stock stuff - have to make a copy... so more busy work to deal with tomorrow.
Thankfully work has been quiet today, but it's all good. I got the major thing off my desk yesterday and haven't had much else to deal with. I've gotten some actual work type busy work to finish and I'm really not in the mood to deal with it... I know shame on me. But it gives me something to do tomorrow...
I've been bouncing back and forth about what to do for dinner -I searched the food network for ideas and nothing sounded that interesting and frankly reading about summer salads while I'm wearing long sleeved shirts and slippers wasn't really working for me. I want casserole. But I've done my two favorites fairly recently - AND we just did red sauce, plus BBQ pork from the pork I cooked previously so we need to back off the sauce a bit. And last night I tried a new chicken thing - I wasn't thrilled with it - Bubba loved it - it was crusty. Direct quote. *sigh*
Frankly I'm down to hot dogs. LOL Hey it's been a while since we've had them - and I just might get motivated to get moving, go to the post office tonight, make a grocery store run then be home, no muss no fuss... fighting everyone else coming home from work - but I don't have to fight the beltway and the major road north - so I think I can be more patient with the post work rush, and plus I won't have to pee and face public restrooms. ;-)
I think that might be my plan, plus it's cool enough I could take the pups along - nah - I'll be quicker without them. They can survive an hour in the box without mommy.
Trying to coordinate Memorial Day weekend - per usual the in-laws including Bubba don't talk to anyone so any plans are made in a vacuum and we'll end up making everyone mad and having us drive hither-tither and yon then another 6 hours home. Drinking will be done - a lot.
Hey! Just got a voice mail from my sister - she going to try and come down this weekend! How freaking cool!!! I have to go call her back... Weekend with the baby... too much fun.
And for those keeping score - Aunt Ing has to get up early again tomorrow morning... the gods of sleep hate me. I hate 7:15AM conference calls - in another state. Sheesh. But I'll get home early I'll hang on to that one.
Stay warm! in flipping May... grumble grumble
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
And the in-laws strike again...and other idiocies
Last night the phone rings later in the evening past 9 PM and it's the Father-in-law (aka Bubba Sr.) He called "to find out how his interview went last night" Now my first thought was "who is this and why did you call yourself Bubba Sr?"
But like the good wife (don't go there) I passed the phone over and knew within 1 minute that the true purpose of the phone call was something else. Mom-in-law had a medical issue - they were at the ER, she's home, and on her way to another doctor but still come on... just ask to talk to your son and be done with it... yeesh.
Now on to issue number 2-- there is a co-worker of Bob's who apparently is getting married this August - there appeared on MY fridge a magnet that said "save this date" I had no clue who these people were... next it was a trip to New York area where he was asked to chip in $30 bucks, drive up there, buy a new air mattress (see previous post on THAT mess), and back home -- a mere 12 hours after being gone for a week at work!!!
NOW - we're on to the bachelor party IN MIAMI FLORIDA!! Are you freaking kidding me?? So now it's airfare, hotel, car, deep sea fishing and a night club - to which idiot man had the stones to say to me "I'll need club wear - what is that?" Excuse me? You're a married 40 plus year old man - you'll wear dockers and your wedding band if I have weld it to your hand... feeling me skippy?!??
For some reason I was -- screw that -- AM very put out by all this. He isn't your best friend from high school, this isn't the one guy at work you talk about - who is this guy and why can't he party local? There will be NO MORE comments on my trip with Mom in June and if there is - I will not be held responsible for my reaction. Period. Then he says its in mid-July - what else is in mid-July yes the anniversary of the date I graced this earth - just never you mind exactly how many years ago - it's just the day... besides most of you know that number already.
Lucky for Bubba he dodged a bullet and he'll be home in time to lavish me with gifts and things... which we all know isn't going to happen but if I make him feel poopy enough about this trip I should cop a nice gift. ;-) Greed thy name is Aunt Ing. And I like sparkly things - sue me.
And now I am on my way home - to thankfully a clean house, and will come up with something to feed is royal globe trotting highness - and dream up other ways to torture my husband for having idiotic friends-- who apparently make entirely too much money.
Tomorrow is work from home day - I think we all shall enjoy it - and I may take a long lunch. :-)
But like the good wife (don't go there) I passed the phone over and knew within 1 minute that the true purpose of the phone call was something else. Mom-in-law had a medical issue - they were at the ER, she's home, and on her way to another doctor but still come on... just ask to talk to your son and be done with it... yeesh.
Now on to issue number 2-- there is a co-worker of Bob's who apparently is getting married this August - there appeared on MY fridge a magnet that said "save this date" I had no clue who these people were... next it was a trip to New York area where he was asked to chip in $30 bucks, drive up there, buy a new air mattress (see previous post on THAT mess), and back home -- a mere 12 hours after being gone for a week at work!!!
NOW - we're on to the bachelor party IN MIAMI FLORIDA!! Are you freaking kidding me?? So now it's airfare, hotel, car, deep sea fishing and a night club - to which idiot man had the stones to say to me "I'll need club wear - what is that?" Excuse me? You're a married 40 plus year old man - you'll wear dockers and your wedding band if I have weld it to your hand... feeling me skippy?!??
For some reason I was -- screw that -- AM very put out by all this. He isn't your best friend from high school, this isn't the one guy at work you talk about - who is this guy and why can't he party local? There will be NO MORE comments on my trip with Mom in June and if there is - I will not be held responsible for my reaction. Period. Then he says its in mid-July - what else is in mid-July yes the anniversary of the date I graced this earth - just never you mind exactly how many years ago - it's just the day... besides most of you know that number already.
Lucky for Bubba he dodged a bullet and he'll be home in time to lavish me with gifts and things... which we all know isn't going to happen but if I make him feel poopy enough about this trip I should cop a nice gift. ;-) Greed thy name is Aunt Ing. And I like sparkly things - sue me.
And now I am on my way home - to thankfully a clean house, and will come up with something to feed is royal globe trotting highness - and dream up other ways to torture my husband for having idiotic friends-- who apparently make entirely too much money.
Tomorrow is work from home day - I think we all shall enjoy it - and I may take a long lunch. :-)
Monday, May 17, 2010
Mondays...
Start too early in the week - and this one earlier still. Hate those early morning wake ups especially when my twisty brain never really takes the night off... you know those nights - you're pretty sure you slept but in the front of your brain it kept going and you feel like you laid there for 15 minutes then the alarm went off...
So to work, yeah... same pile of poo, moving it from one place to another.
Monday morning staff meeting was mostly uneventful - some shots across the bow from the southern contingent - they want the file name, line number and error noted for them in a 14 point font in flashing fuchsia so its easier to find. Kiss my grits boys - here is the file and the line number - you figure it out - and here is the link the report we generated that started this discussion. Open the freaking file and read it! Because if I have to travel down there and spoon feed you this information it ain't going down smooth skippy.
Ahem. Where was I?
I have to relate this story to you all, another example of how we gals must stand in front of the large box with the picture and blinky lights - (The TV) We must stand there long enough for the male brain to register that something is different - (you're standing in front it) THEN and only then when direct eye contact has been made between you and said male can you effectively convey your message. Because if you don't follow those specific steps - you will end up with "Hey!--- HEY! did you give the dog her pill? Did you let them out?"
Those questions will be put to you TWO HOURS after you've gone to bed, and then your husband decides to come to bed. You-- are sound asleep when the shouting and the talking start and you roll over into a blinding light and try in vain to put meaning to the jumbled mess of words he is blathering at you because he couldn't be bothered to listen when you went to bed, because you HAD TO GET UP EARLY - that you had not given the dog her pill and you ALWAYS let the dogs out before you go to bed because most nights they go to bed with you!
Yes, you have surmised the story correctly, I went to bed early as I had to get up at 4:45 AM and Bubba did not - so yes, 2 hours later he comes up, I was finally fully asleep then I was greeted with "HEY!" To which I mumbled something along the lines of "yes I said that 2 hours ago - good night...." and never you mind what the .... was.. it was mumbled and not very nice - trust me.
This morning - as I was up and moving at the promised 4:45 AM I made sure Bubba knew the important information I stood in front of his face, (couldn't get Shelby to lick him though) and spoke loudly, clearly and with full knowledge that I woke him out of a dead sleep. "Dogs have been fed, Shelby needs her pill - see you tonight -" Mumbled butthead on my way down the stairs. And I held off 'accidentally' hitting the doorbell - again.
Don't mess with us boys - and those precious few hours of sleep - he's lucky he doesn't have a limp he has to explain away in an interview.
And yes Bubba has an interview today... cross your fingers boys and girls..
On a final note, went bowling with the Rainbow girls yesterday and PITA Dad 2 was there, there is PITA Dad 1, his daughter joined first so he got the one. Any who... PITA Dad arrived late due the the fact he couldn't find his bowing ball and shoes, he belonged to 2 leagues and had great shoes and bla bla bla.... now the girls are bowling they are having a good time, no worries. Dad arrives and starts giving advice - the girls roll their eyes and of course he's shouting all this "good" advice about the din of the bowling alley. I got tired of hearing it - and he's not related to me!
And when we (the grown ups) got to bowl the second game Mr. I belonged to 2 leagues (or 3 depending upon to whom he was telling the tale) bowled ZERO in the first two frames - and got beat by ME! I haven't bowled in 2 years! Ok Mr. 200 plus average sure... sit down shut up and let the kids have a good time... yeesh. I like the kids - the adults can stay the heck home.
Off to enjoy more quality time with the girls - then with the hubby. Oh and did I mention I have to get up early again tomorrow? Perhaps I'll leave Bubba a note - signed with a threat of waking for stupid questions. I'll refrain from stapling it to his forehead. Not that I'm holding a grudge or anything..
So to work, yeah... same pile of poo, moving it from one place to another.
Monday morning staff meeting was mostly uneventful - some shots across the bow from the southern contingent - they want the file name, line number and error noted for them in a 14 point font in flashing fuchsia so its easier to find. Kiss my grits boys - here is the file and the line number - you figure it out - and here is the link the report we generated that started this discussion. Open the freaking file and read it! Because if I have to travel down there and spoon feed you this information it ain't going down smooth skippy.
Ahem. Where was I?
I have to relate this story to you all, another example of how we gals must stand in front of the large box with the picture and blinky lights - (The TV) We must stand there long enough for the male brain to register that something is different - (you're standing in front it) THEN and only then when direct eye contact has been made between you and said male can you effectively convey your message. Because if you don't follow those specific steps - you will end up with "Hey!--- HEY! did you give the dog her pill? Did you let them out?"
Those questions will be put to you TWO HOURS after you've gone to bed, and then your husband decides to come to bed. You-- are sound asleep when the shouting and the talking start and you roll over into a blinding light and try in vain to put meaning to the jumbled mess of words he is blathering at you because he couldn't be bothered to listen when you went to bed, because you HAD TO GET UP EARLY - that you had not given the dog her pill and you ALWAYS let the dogs out before you go to bed because most nights they go to bed with you!
Yes, you have surmised the story correctly, I went to bed early as I had to get up at 4:45 AM and Bubba did not - so yes, 2 hours later he comes up, I was finally fully asleep then I was greeted with "HEY!" To which I mumbled something along the lines of "yes I said that 2 hours ago - good night...." and never you mind what the .... was.. it was mumbled and not very nice - trust me.
This morning - as I was up and moving at the promised 4:45 AM I made sure Bubba knew the important information I stood in front of his face, (couldn't get Shelby to lick him though) and spoke loudly, clearly and with full knowledge that I woke him out of a dead sleep. "Dogs have been fed, Shelby needs her pill - see you tonight -" Mumbled butthead on my way down the stairs. And I held off 'accidentally' hitting the doorbell - again.
Don't mess with us boys - and those precious few hours of sleep - he's lucky he doesn't have a limp he has to explain away in an interview.
And yes Bubba has an interview today... cross your fingers boys and girls..
On a final note, went bowling with the Rainbow girls yesterday and PITA Dad 2 was there, there is PITA Dad 1, his daughter joined first so he got the one. Any who... PITA Dad arrived late due the the fact he couldn't find his bowing ball and shoes, he belonged to 2 leagues and had great shoes and bla bla bla.... now the girls are bowling they are having a good time, no worries. Dad arrives and starts giving advice - the girls roll their eyes and of course he's shouting all this "good" advice about the din of the bowling alley. I got tired of hearing it - and he's not related to me!
And when we (the grown ups) got to bowl the second game Mr. I belonged to 2 leagues (or 3 depending upon to whom he was telling the tale) bowled ZERO in the first two frames - and got beat by ME! I haven't bowled in 2 years! Ok Mr. 200 plus average sure... sit down shut up and let the kids have a good time... yeesh. I like the kids - the adults can stay the heck home.
Off to enjoy more quality time with the girls - then with the hubby. Oh and did I mention I have to get up early again tomorrow? Perhaps I'll leave Bubba a note - signed with a threat of waking for stupid questions. I'll refrain from stapling it to his forehead. Not that I'm holding a grudge or anything..
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Series of great and OK...
First let me start with the Great! That would be Friday. I worked from home -so fab-o commute. Worked half day... great-o.. then... ah... zen and bliss wrapped in laughter and happiness... (not to poetic is it?)... Let me 'splain.. Lunch with my good friend D - at our favorite place, Cheesecake Factory - then then 2 plus hours of Russell Crowe playing Robin Hood (he's in leather pants - it's all good)
Then post movie cheesecake, laughter and movie recap. Boys and girls it doesn't get much better than that one. I mean really. The only cherry would have been going back to see the movie again.. but floating the loan for parking in DC wasn't in the cards. Wouldn't it be nice if I could talk Bubba into going tonight... unlikely but fun to think about. hee hee hee.
Came home, Bubba ate my lunch left overs and we crashed in front of the TV... no hockey but mindless stuff just laid like broccoli.
This morning, up moving, and off to do my good deed for the day. The Men's Group (of which Bubba is a member) asked for the Girls' Group to help out with getting kids, Id, CD's and DNA kits... good thing. Problem? While the gentleman were inside with the computers - Aunt Ing and the one kid who managed to show up sat in the sun. I was out in the sun from 11:00 AM until 3:00 PM, my arms, hands and face are burnt - to a crisp.
On the up side, Bubba was busy, lawn, car, massage...
So I went to get a manicure - omg red I believe is indeed the official color name. But it is red, even my manicurist said I usually do a pink color - and I do but I figured the finger tips should match the rest of me. Next to my arms the nails are just another shade of red.
We have quiet plans for the evening... home dinner, me reading Bubba watching heaven knows what the TV... Sunday he's off to work, I'm off to bowling with the girls - and bad pizza. It's a life.
So off to put some cream on my face, and drink another gallon of water.
The weather is fine, the dogs need fed and life today - ain't so bad. Stay cool everyone.
Then post movie cheesecake, laughter and movie recap. Boys and girls it doesn't get much better than that one. I mean really. The only cherry would have been going back to see the movie again.. but floating the loan for parking in DC wasn't in the cards. Wouldn't it be nice if I could talk Bubba into going tonight... unlikely but fun to think about. hee hee hee.
Came home, Bubba ate my lunch left overs and we crashed in front of the TV... no hockey but mindless stuff just laid like broccoli.
This morning, up moving, and off to do my good deed for the day. The Men's Group (of which Bubba is a member) asked for the Girls' Group to help out with getting kids, Id, CD's and DNA kits... good thing. Problem? While the gentleman were inside with the computers - Aunt Ing and the one kid who managed to show up sat in the sun. I was out in the sun from 11:00 AM until 3:00 PM, my arms, hands and face are burnt - to a crisp.
On the up side, Bubba was busy, lawn, car, massage...
So I went to get a manicure - omg red I believe is indeed the official color name. But it is red, even my manicurist said I usually do a pink color - and I do but I figured the finger tips should match the rest of me. Next to my arms the nails are just another shade of red.
We have quiet plans for the evening... home dinner, me reading Bubba watching heaven knows what the TV... Sunday he's off to work, I'm off to bowling with the girls - and bad pizza. It's a life.
So off to put some cream on my face, and drink another gallon of water.
The weather is fine, the dogs need fed and life today - ain't so bad. Stay cool everyone.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
So - what's new?
Weather here is not great... its cloudy, grey and frankly depressing - or maybe that is just my mood....
Nope not going to go there - didn't watch it -- much. Bubba had it tivo'ed but I cheated and checked the score when we out to dinner with his Dad. I knew things were going well... watched the first 3 minutes and knew - they weren't in it to win it.
What? you were expecting ranting - raving - rending of garments. No.
All CAPS - shouting at the poor play and sportsmanship? No.
Wailing and crying at the stupidity - well perhaps a little last night.
A lot of unhappy Yinzers on Facebook last night - hang tight gang we went one level over the Caps - I hang on to that. I will suffer the smirks and smiles of said Caps Fans as they "happen" to wander by my office today... I did wear Red today - not that they are going to see it... (don't go there - I know I just did ... but you stay out...)
Now - what am I going to do with my evenings? How will I plan my meals and be assured that Bubba might get home on time? Frankly this sucks. Mellon Arena closed with that pile of poo? Shame on you boys. Coffee sucked this morning - even treating myself to a good cup of joe... oh whoa is to me.
But wait - the small shining light on the horizon - could it be? Another sport - please the only thing worse than Pittsburgh Baseball is DC Baseball... but it is... Russell - his new movie - only a mere 27 hours away from my viewing eyes. Sidney who? Gino what? And yes boys and girls - I can be that fickle. Based on that crap-taskic performance last night - oh yeah baby. Kiss my grits boys...
(And now a moment!...) I just so mad! I wanna hit someone until they feel as bad as I do! I wanna hit hard!!! Here - hit this! Knock her nights out Aunt Ing.
OK I took a few liberties. Feels the same though - heaven help me if there French Officers in the elevator today. I could cause an international incident - if they are French Canadian - oh boy am I in trouble.
I'm going to have chocolate for lunch - life sucks.
(Friday - hanging on for Friday... Cheesecake and Robin).............................. hum? Oh never mind - later.
Nope not going to go there - didn't watch it -- much. Bubba had it tivo'ed but I cheated and checked the score when we out to dinner with his Dad. I knew things were going well... watched the first 3 minutes and knew - they weren't in it to win it.
What? you were expecting ranting - raving - rending of garments. No.
All CAPS - shouting at the poor play and sportsmanship? No.
Wailing and crying at the stupidity - well perhaps a little last night.
A lot of unhappy Yinzers on Facebook last night - hang tight gang we went one level over the Caps - I hang on to that. I will suffer the smirks and smiles of said Caps Fans as they "happen" to wander by my office today... I did wear Red today - not that they are going to see it... (don't go there - I know I just did ... but you stay out...)
Now - what am I going to do with my evenings? How will I plan my meals and be assured that Bubba might get home on time? Frankly this sucks. Mellon Arena closed with that pile of poo? Shame on you boys. Coffee sucked this morning - even treating myself to a good cup of joe... oh whoa is to me.
But wait - the small shining light on the horizon - could it be? Another sport - please the only thing worse than Pittsburgh Baseball is DC Baseball... but it is... Russell - his new movie - only a mere 27 hours away from my viewing eyes. Sidney who? Gino what? And yes boys and girls - I can be that fickle. Based on that crap-taskic performance last night - oh yeah baby. Kiss my grits boys...
(And now a moment!...) I just so mad! I wanna hit someone until they feel as bad as I do! I wanna hit hard!!! Here - hit this! Knock her nights out Aunt Ing.
OK I took a few liberties. Feels the same though - heaven help me if there French Officers in the elevator today. I could cause an international incident - if they are French Canadian - oh boy am I in trouble.
I'm going to have chocolate for lunch - life sucks.
(Friday - hanging on for Friday... Cheesecake and Robin).............................. hum? Oh never mind - later.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Is that the heater?
Yes! Our heating system kicked on this morning!! It's freaking the middle of MAY and the heater kicked on!!! Cripes and holy cow. On the up side it got warm enough this afternoon to open doors and have pups sleeping outside. And of course no matter the weather Wednesdays are always good as it is work from home day. I have been busy work wise, some of which take longer due to the long string between work and home... but then I can do laundry while waiting for things to save. Hit save, rush into laundry room, move clean clothes from washer to dryer, drop in basket fold when done with work today. Try and catch the fabric softener cycle, it's a life.
And I still have time to kill waiting for a save...
Speaking of time to kill... I have an "appointment" with large nameless phone company today the exact time is "before 6 PM" seriously. So I have the front door open, it's latched but has a note to knock loudly as I am downstairs with the sports radio on and the washing machine running. I shut the door to the laundry room so I could possibly hear the world's most quiet door bell - but still I didn't want to be sitting down here and miss him. Plus every time Shelby barks I go upstairs thinking phone guy might be poking about the house... no such luck. He'll arrive at 6:15 and I won't be happy. (knock wood) today the Internet has remained up and I am happily sending and receiving bits and bytes and all is right in my world.
Today is also Shelby shot day - since I was home, and Bubba was on his way into work, I gave her the shot - at lunch time. I had to work up to it. Poor pup - for 1/2 a second then she got a treat and all was forgiven. She shifted on me ... but it's done. Not quite the shakes of last week but still not general happiness.
Bubba Sr. is due in tonight - that means dinner out -yeah! Bubba just called and said he would be home about the same time as his dad... a good thing. With any luck we'll get some good gossip - and Bubba will not be happy... because he knows - I'm a woman. And as we have discussed before if we don't discuss certain bits of information that comes our way we will literally explode... gurgle it - there have been studies. Really pay attention.
D-2 days to the perfect afternoon, cheesecake and Russel Crowe - now......... hum? OH sorry my mind wandered. Ahem. Married woman - yes. Ahem.
Another topic - yes another topic Game 7 tonight - cripes I'm nervous. AND it could be the last hockey game in the Civic (Mellon arena) let's go boys!! I will not wear Red! I didn't gloat when the Caps lost - I refrained from walking by his office and making choking noises - I didn't send mails with altered pictures of their superstar... but yes I stupidly accepted the bet... he IS going to wear black and gold - red is so not my signature color. SCORE SID SCORE!! I need an angry Malkin!! Eat mama Gino's cooking!! Yeeesh!!! OK in and out...
A lot of cautious talk on Yinzer Radio... stay cool da burgh! We shall prevail... Verizon guy just called on his way.. yeah. in and out in and out.... we need a repeat... (yes I am chanting what is it to you?)
And I still have time to kill waiting for a save...
Speaking of time to kill... I have an "appointment" with large nameless phone company today the exact time is "before 6 PM" seriously. So I have the front door open, it's latched but has a note to knock loudly as I am downstairs with the sports radio on and the washing machine running. I shut the door to the laundry room so I could possibly hear the world's most quiet door bell - but still I didn't want to be sitting down here and miss him. Plus every time Shelby barks I go upstairs thinking phone guy might be poking about the house... no such luck. He'll arrive at 6:15 and I won't be happy. (knock wood) today the Internet has remained up and I am happily sending and receiving bits and bytes and all is right in my world.
Today is also Shelby shot day - since I was home, and Bubba was on his way into work, I gave her the shot - at lunch time. I had to work up to it. Poor pup - for 1/2 a second then she got a treat and all was forgiven. She shifted on me ... but it's done. Not quite the shakes of last week but still not general happiness.
Bubba Sr. is due in tonight - that means dinner out -yeah! Bubba just called and said he would be home about the same time as his dad... a good thing. With any luck we'll get some good gossip - and Bubba will not be happy... because he knows - I'm a woman. And as we have discussed before if we don't discuss certain bits of information that comes our way we will literally explode... gurgle it - there have been studies. Really pay attention.
D-2 days to the perfect afternoon, cheesecake and Russel Crowe - now......... hum? OH sorry my mind wandered. Ahem. Married woman - yes. Ahem.
Another topic - yes another topic Game 7 tonight - cripes I'm nervous. AND it could be the last hockey game in the Civic (Mellon arena) let's go boys!! I will not wear Red! I didn't gloat when the Caps lost - I refrained from walking by his office and making choking noises - I didn't send mails with altered pictures of their superstar... but yes I stupidly accepted the bet... he IS going to wear black and gold - red is so not my signature color. SCORE SID SCORE!! I need an angry Malkin!! Eat mama Gino's cooking!! Yeeesh!!! OK in and out...
A lot of cautious talk on Yinzer Radio... stay cool da burgh! We shall prevail... Verizon guy just called on his way.. yeah. in and out in and out.... we need a repeat... (yes I am chanting what is it to you?)
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
My twisty widdle brain...
I had encounter in the elevator this morning that I have to share... but first I want to remind those who apparently have some sort of short term memory thing... I am a Russell Crowe fan (and we'll leave it at that...)
So - with that in your head, I get on the elevator, it's Tuesday I've already had a Dr appointment, in-out-done... no biggie, made the 8:30 conference call, made the 9:00 AM conference call, got to work in time for the 10 AM conference call... but the fun part of the day? Those 20 minutes between 9 and 10 calls when I was in the elevator (not for 20 minutes it was all of 5) Why? I will tell you.
Two very tall, good looking gentleman, in uniforms, not American - I know those too well - but they spoke --- AUSTRALIAN... oh baby. ;-) They greeted the lone woman on the "lift" they are there for a conference all week, stationed in the Pentagon for 2 months for "training" then back home. Crap - I'm married. Fine time to remember that! It would be wrong to just ask them to talk for a bit no? Yeah. Nice enough, gave them some suggestions as to what to see, and where to eat, and started my day with a nice lift - and accents in my head. I am hopeless.
Sorry Bubba - I still wuv you honey. Besides I've tried Vegamite - ick doesn't even come close to that mess! AND they think Peanut butter is ICK - I'd starve. Bubba had an intern a LONG time ago - his parents were Australian diplomats, they invited us to dinner to thank Bob for the job - that is where I tried Vegamite, and learned about Peanut Butter down under. So much for that little bubble (pop!)
So the rest of my day is being consumed with busy work, (and 2 more telecons) and a quick visit from the boss. Got good news I don't have to be on the manager conference call tomorrow - bonus. Wednesday at home - no calls, busy work, oh and my father-in-law is coming for a visit. He's headed North to see his wife and his money and decided to stop by for a over night to save himself a bit of trouble traveling. Smart - but now I have to adjust dinner plans - I don't Bubba Sr. as a Mexican fan... in fact I know he's not. We'll adjust no biggie.
Finally -- Pittsburgh Penguins... boys - Game 7 seriously? Are you kidding me? I WILL NOT suffer the taunts of Caps fans if you boys blow this series-- shoot the puck - cute ain't cutting it boys - Wednesday night - win or there will be riots in 'da 'burgh... and a big fat groan in DC... I don't look good in red! Get it together boys!
Ahem - that is all... off to ride the lift for a bit - do you think the boss will miss me? ;-)
So - with that in your head, I get on the elevator, it's Tuesday I've already had a Dr appointment, in-out-done... no biggie, made the 8:30 conference call, made the 9:00 AM conference call, got to work in time for the 10 AM conference call... but the fun part of the day? Those 20 minutes between 9 and 10 calls when I was in the elevator (not for 20 minutes it was all of 5) Why? I will tell you.
Two very tall, good looking gentleman, in uniforms, not American - I know those too well - but they spoke --- AUSTRALIAN... oh baby. ;-) They greeted the lone woman on the "lift" they are there for a conference all week, stationed in the Pentagon for 2 months for "training" then back home. Crap - I'm married. Fine time to remember that! It would be wrong to just ask them to talk for a bit no? Yeah. Nice enough, gave them some suggestions as to what to see, and where to eat, and started my day with a nice lift - and accents in my head. I am hopeless.
Sorry Bubba - I still wuv you honey. Besides I've tried Vegamite - ick doesn't even come close to that mess! AND they think Peanut butter is ICK - I'd starve. Bubba had an intern a LONG time ago - his parents were Australian diplomats, they invited us to dinner to thank Bob for the job - that is where I tried Vegamite, and learned about Peanut Butter down under. So much for that little bubble (pop!)
So the rest of my day is being consumed with busy work, (and 2 more telecons) and a quick visit from the boss. Got good news I don't have to be on the manager conference call tomorrow - bonus. Wednesday at home - no calls, busy work, oh and my father-in-law is coming for a visit. He's headed North to see his wife and his money and decided to stop by for a over night to save himself a bit of trouble traveling. Smart - but now I have to adjust dinner plans - I don't Bubba Sr. as a Mexican fan... in fact I know he's not. We'll adjust no biggie.
Finally -- Pittsburgh Penguins... boys - Game 7 seriously? Are you kidding me? I WILL NOT suffer the taunts of Caps fans if you boys blow this series-- shoot the puck - cute ain't cutting it boys - Wednesday night - win or there will be riots in 'da 'burgh... and a big fat groan in DC... I don't look good in red! Get it together boys!
Ahem - that is all... off to ride the lift for a bit - do you think the boss will miss me? ;-)
Monday, May 10, 2010
A post of two minds...
I know, funny guy, "just two?" you're slipping... har har har... Any who... I didn't post yesterday because I couldn't get Bubba off the computer, after balancing the checkbook I have no idea WHAT he was doing all day but he wasn't bothering me -so have it honey. I enjoyed the sun from inside and out of the "breeze" bringing wind chills and basically freezing things that shouldn't be cold in MAY!! (like me!)
Sunday overall a good day, putzed about most of the day, read my book, went shopping, planned my weekly meals and actually cooked dinner for Bubba homemade sauce, meatballs, (thanks Mom) and I actually cleaned the kitchen. As I didn't the night before, then noticed the ants came out to play so it was a double edges sword between lazy and ick. Ick over came and I got the kitchen clean - but you KNOW what was in my clean sink this AM... you know it; it's now in the dishwasher-the magic fairy strikes again.
Now where does the two minds of this post come into being? Right about now... we have a story of Sunday, Mother's Day... I texted Bubba as he was out getting good bagels and debating a car wash, to remember to call his Mama. I talked to my Mama, all good, gossip, chat, the usual - we don't need a holiday. ;-)
Now Bubba did call his mama, it's not like he had to do anything else - I made sure there were flowers at her home with the usual heartwarming note "Happy Mother's Day" ;-)
So he calls, and she's out with her usual Sunday 'date' with a girl friend and could she call him back? Ok, cool fine, she out - no problem. Right? then I get to thinking - isn't that a bit selfish? I mean it's not like you see him all that often but on the other hand she knows he's calling just because it's Mother's Day and she's probably given it a passing thought that his wife made sure he did... plus he's not the world's best conversationalist and he does get that tone... where exactly was I going with this?
Cripes my head hurts.
I've talked myself out of this 3 times, no it's not selfish to want to be home or in a place where she can talk to her son, give her undivided attention and not have to hurry him along or explain anything to the gal sitting at the table, not to mention the rude factor of taking the call while with someone else... Plus that is probably the only time in her week that she doesn't feel pulled in several directions, most of which her own making, but it is a release she probably desperately needs - so who am I to knock it?
OK climbing down from that knobbly high horse ... it is Monday. Heaven only knows what this week will bring. I frankly am seriously considering some kind of chant or Gris-Gris to sprinkle over this project and it's schedule so we don't have ANOTHER weekly major delivery. Because I don't care if there are flames coming out the back of the computer and the customer is blaming our software - I'm not working Friday afternoon. I have a free ticket, I'm going to enjoy some serious one on one time with Robin of the Hood. Yes boys and girls - Russell Crowe. 'nuf said no? And no I won't be going with Bubba. This is Aunt Ing time - and let's just leave it at that shall we? I will gush later... :-)
Now I've got stuff to finish work wise - I've got a meeting tonight and must cook something for Bubba because he can't figure out how to do it himself - and frankly this is easier --- trust me.
Final note for today... Go Pens. Also 'nuf said. These games are killing me. I would be wrong to shout "Yes!" during my meeting -- I will refrain myself. Mostly.
Enjoy your Monday and will someone please tell Mother Nature its May! Cripes had to turn the heater on in car this morning!!
now where did I put that aspirin... and the boss isn't even here yet..
Sunday overall a good day, putzed about most of the day, read my book, went shopping, planned my weekly meals and actually cooked dinner for Bubba homemade sauce, meatballs, (thanks Mom) and I actually cleaned the kitchen. As I didn't the night before, then noticed the ants came out to play so it was a double edges sword between lazy and ick. Ick over came and I got the kitchen clean - but you KNOW what was in my clean sink this AM... you know it; it's now in the dishwasher-the magic fairy strikes again.
Now where does the two minds of this post come into being? Right about now... we have a story of Sunday, Mother's Day... I texted Bubba as he was out getting good bagels and debating a car wash, to remember to call his Mama. I talked to my Mama, all good, gossip, chat, the usual - we don't need a holiday. ;-)
Now Bubba did call his mama, it's not like he had to do anything else - I made sure there were flowers at her home with the usual heartwarming note "Happy Mother's Day" ;-)
So he calls, and she's out with her usual Sunday 'date' with a girl friend and could she call him back? Ok, cool fine, she out - no problem. Right? then I get to thinking - isn't that a bit selfish? I mean it's not like you see him all that often but on the other hand she knows he's calling just because it's Mother's Day and she's probably given it a passing thought that his wife made sure he did... plus he's not the world's best conversationalist and he does get that tone... where exactly was I going with this?
Cripes my head hurts.
I've talked myself out of this 3 times, no it's not selfish to want to be home or in a place where she can talk to her son, give her undivided attention and not have to hurry him along or explain anything to the gal sitting at the table, not to mention the rude factor of taking the call while with someone else... Plus that is probably the only time in her week that she doesn't feel pulled in several directions, most of which her own making, but it is a release she probably desperately needs - so who am I to knock it?
OK climbing down from that knobbly high horse ... it is Monday. Heaven only knows what this week will bring. I frankly am seriously considering some kind of chant or Gris-Gris to sprinkle over this project and it's schedule so we don't have ANOTHER weekly major delivery. Because I don't care if there are flames coming out the back of the computer and the customer is blaming our software - I'm not working Friday afternoon. I have a free ticket, I'm going to enjoy some serious one on one time with Robin of the Hood. Yes boys and girls - Russell Crowe. 'nuf said no? And no I won't be going with Bubba. This is Aunt Ing time - and let's just leave it at that shall we? I will gush later... :-)
Now I've got stuff to finish work wise - I've got a meeting tonight and must cook something for Bubba because he can't figure out how to do it himself - and frankly this is easier --- trust me.
Final note for today... Go Pens. Also 'nuf said. These games are killing me. I would be wrong to shout "Yes!" during my meeting -- I will refrain myself. Mostly.
Enjoy your Monday and will someone please tell Mother Nature its May! Cripes had to turn the heater on in car this morning!!
now where did I put that aspirin... and the boss isn't even here yet..
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Well haven't the stars just aligned?
And since it's daylight - we'll just say they did it some time before dawn and let it go with that shall we? Because I KNOW some of you nit-pickers out there will say "But you posted during the day.. what stars..." And we're off...
Saturday - ah Saturday - in which I am not working not sitting hunched over a keyboard staring at the screen full of letters and numbers looking for that one single line that tells me - "yes - yes I did what I was supposed to do" That was all day Thursday and Friday.
Today - I was up before I wanted to be, got the car's oil changed, got a clean bill of health on the rest of the vehicle, popped into Wal-Mart for the latest Nora Robert's installment, paid with my work provided gift card, popped home, made myself and egg and some grits - enjoyed them with the paper...
Then it awakened and I heard... "BOO-BOO!!" *sigh*. It was up.
On the up side he was in a good mood, showered and came downstairs and gave Shelby her shot... so I didn't have to do it... yeah! Of course I offered twice, why make Bubba the bad guy in the pup's eyes... But it was over and done with - and forgotten about the time he rattled the treat bag.
I have paid the bills, contacted large nameless phone company about my Cybil Internet access - (it's up it's down its up its down) .. and there is basically no rhyme or reason for it. Oh - and did I mention the kitchen is clean - AND Bubba got a breakfast sandwich made for him before he left for his massage? I mean does the man have it good or what? Of course now he's out mowing the lawn and I frankly consider that - justice. ;-)
He wants to go see Iron Man today - and he's hinting he wants to go downtown... we'll see how far that goes when he's done with the lawn... I don't care either way I have just been warned not to point out the real life felonies committed by the defense contractor to the government official. Apparently that was a boo-boo when I did it in the last movie. I will refrain this time.
And finally Pens play tonight... 'nuf said.... OK well I am off to enjoy a brief moment of relaxation before Bubba decides I look too peaceful and tries to find something for me to do...
Enjoy your day and remember to appreciate you Mom tomorrow.
Saturday - ah Saturday - in which I am not working not sitting hunched over a keyboard staring at the screen full of letters and numbers looking for that one single line that tells me - "yes - yes I did what I was supposed to do" That was all day Thursday and Friday.
Today - I was up before I wanted to be, got the car's oil changed, got a clean bill of health on the rest of the vehicle, popped into Wal-Mart for the latest Nora Robert's installment, paid with my work provided gift card, popped home, made myself and egg and some grits - enjoyed them with the paper...
Then it awakened and I heard... "BOO-BOO!!" *sigh*. It was up.
On the up side he was in a good mood, showered and came downstairs and gave Shelby her shot... so I didn't have to do it... yeah! Of course I offered twice, why make Bubba the bad guy in the pup's eyes... But it was over and done with - and forgotten about the time he rattled the treat bag.
I have paid the bills, contacted large nameless phone company about my Cybil Internet access - (it's up it's down its up its down) .. and there is basically no rhyme or reason for it. Oh - and did I mention the kitchen is clean - AND Bubba got a breakfast sandwich made for him before he left for his massage? I mean does the man have it good or what? Of course now he's out mowing the lawn and I frankly consider that - justice. ;-)
He wants to go see Iron Man today - and he's hinting he wants to go downtown... we'll see how far that goes when he's done with the lawn... I don't care either way I have just been warned not to point out the real life felonies committed by the defense contractor to the government official. Apparently that was a boo-boo when I did it in the last movie. I will refrain this time.
And finally Pens play tonight... 'nuf said.... OK well I am off to enjoy a brief moment of relaxation before Bubba decides I look too peaceful and tries to find something for me to do...
Enjoy your day and remember to appreciate you Mom tomorrow.
Friday, May 7, 2010
gasp............wheeze..............choke...........arrrgggg
Here we are finally late Friday afternoon... testing - is FINALLY done. We had a major system puke, and had the guy running the test had known how to properly kill the demon operating system we wouldn't have wasted a good 2 hours this afternoon wondering what the heck was filling up a VERY large hard drive. ...
Thankfully we had a gal who know how to put a wooden stake into the heart of said demon operating system, and once killed completed, restarted within it's cage, we restarted the software and ran the LAST test we had to finish.
That's right boys and girls Aunt Ing got down to the last step, of the last test procedure and then (brawwwrrfff) -- fun fun fun ensued... then kill, restart, re-run...ahhh but it's 5:20 Friday afternoon - another 2 hours past when I was supposed to be heading home.
Of course I won't mention that I was here at 8AM the tester guy managed to stroll in at 8:45! Butthead... then he had to leave early because he had furniture being delivered... of course then I discovered that I am faster at the copy paste stuff than the guy doing it - so lesson learned there - I will run things next time... we'll be done in half the freaking time.
Oh and more good news? Bubba is jetting his way home - yeah more commentary on what I don't have done this week. Really have to figure out how to smother him while making it look like an accident. And probably not post it on a public blog would be step number one.
Yeah well. Shelby would miss him - until she remembers she gets to share the pillow with Mommy...
All right I'm off to surf the web and kill some time waiting for final check in... then I'm going to have a large glass of wine.... a LARGE glass of wine (or maybe just 2 normal size ones eh?)
Final thought - Stupid Penguins.
Thankfully we had a gal who know how to put a wooden stake into the heart of said demon operating system, and once killed completed, restarted within it's cage, we restarted the software and ran the LAST test we had to finish.
That's right boys and girls Aunt Ing got down to the last step, of the last test procedure and then (brawwwrrfff) -- fun fun fun ensued... then kill, restart, re-run...ahhh but it's 5:20 Friday afternoon - another 2 hours past when I was supposed to be heading home.
Of course I won't mention that I was here at 8AM the tester guy managed to stroll in at 8:45! Butthead... then he had to leave early because he had furniture being delivered... of course then I discovered that I am faster at the copy paste stuff than the guy doing it - so lesson learned there - I will run things next time... we'll be done in half the freaking time.
Oh and more good news? Bubba is jetting his way home - yeah more commentary on what I don't have done this week. Really have to figure out how to smother him while making it look like an accident. And probably not post it on a public blog would be step number one.
Yeah well. Shelby would miss him - until she remembers she gets to share the pillow with Mommy...
All right I'm off to surf the web and kill some time waiting for final check in... then I'm going to have a large glass of wine.... a LARGE glass of wine (or maybe just 2 normal size ones eh?)
Final thought - Stupid Penguins.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Like grains of sand through the hour glass...
I watch my day slip away waiting for code jockeys in Alabama to get their crap together... oh I will be working late - and it's getting later and later because these boys can't get the code up here to test... come on!! It's a hockey night! Major game - they need to win this one too - it's the playoffs!!
Come on!
But I do have other things to do so I'm busy - I'm not happy but I'm busy. Just sent a message to the boss -- very nicely asked him to light a fire under this crew... cripes.
On the home front life is quiet, Bubba has called home - at a decent hour every night - and early in the week he called twice in one day! He sounds just beat down and I feel bad... of course my job has been sucking wind too - but I have others to grump to (see above). He will be home Friday - late of course but he'll be home - so I'll get half a night's sleep. Thankfully there is nothing planned for the weekend, the upcoming weekends are a bit busy which will make cranky Bubba more cranky - but lately it seems to me that is becoming a more permanent mood... versus the up and down cranky we usually live with.
Ordered some new tops from Macy's... hey free shipping I'm a sucker -- arrived super quick and today get to wear a new top and sweat like a fat lady caught with her hand in the chocolate jar at the fat farm.... in the test lab - if they ever get the freaking software up here... come on!
I have to share this email I sent to a co-worker who claimed this job wasn't good for our health - really just because we're on call 24/7 and must jump the nano second the code jockeys cry out in anguish over some issue ... of course it's good for our health...
I get exercise from this job - running from issue to issue and airport to airport--
We live on a limited sleep supply so we've got to be a living testament to the value of good make up...
the heart pounding stress of what new pile of poo will be hurled our way is great cardio
The ducking and dodging is good for our core strength-- wait that's them..
The bending over backwards and sideways is good for our core flexibility...
Not to mention the strength training of hauling all this poo - to prove to them - yes you did send this s*** up here...
With his job we're going to live forever - or be drunks by 4
I love my job... no I don't Love my paycheck... and my paid time off...
UPDATE: (exciting no?) NO - Aunt Ing will most likely be working this weekend film at 11.. going OUT to lunch.
Come on!
But I do have other things to do so I'm busy - I'm not happy but I'm busy. Just sent a message to the boss -- very nicely asked him to light a fire under this crew... cripes.
On the home front life is quiet, Bubba has called home - at a decent hour every night - and early in the week he called twice in one day! He sounds just beat down and I feel bad... of course my job has been sucking wind too - but I have others to grump to (see above). He will be home Friday - late of course but he'll be home - so I'll get half a night's sleep. Thankfully there is nothing planned for the weekend, the upcoming weekends are a bit busy which will make cranky Bubba more cranky - but lately it seems to me that is becoming a more permanent mood... versus the up and down cranky we usually live with.
Ordered some new tops from Macy's... hey free shipping I'm a sucker -- arrived super quick and today get to wear a new top and sweat like a fat lady caught with her hand in the chocolate jar at the fat farm.... in the test lab - if they ever get the freaking software up here... come on!
I have to share this email I sent to a co-worker who claimed this job wasn't good for our health - really just because we're on call 24/7 and must jump the nano second the code jockeys cry out in anguish over some issue ... of course it's good for our health...
I get exercise from this job - running from issue to issue and airport to airport--
We live on a limited sleep supply so we've got to be a living testament to the value of good make up...
the heart pounding stress of what new pile of poo will be hurled our way is great cardio
The ducking and dodging is good for our core strength-- wait that's them..
The bending over backwards and sideways is good for our core flexibility...
Not to mention the strength training of hauling all this poo - to prove to them - yes you did send this s*** up here...
With his job we're going to live forever - or be drunks by 4
I love my job... no I don't Love my paycheck... and my paid time off...
UPDATE: (exciting no?) NO - Aunt Ing will most likely be working this weekend film at 11.. going OUT to lunch.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
My Wednesday Zen... shattered...
On two fronts..
First up moving, logged on LOVE the commute on Wednesdays then remembered I had to get to the Blood work place BEFORE I could have breakfast, coffee... you get the idea. So off I go thinking I have missed the before work and school crowd and it should be pretty quick... joke on Aunt Ing.
40 minutes later which was sit for 37 of them then the blood work. Stopped by the grocery store, got breakfast, lunch and dinner so I'm set for the day me and the girls can enjoy just being home. Oh and a side note - weather is LOVELY! I expect Shelby to spend most of her day outside, Violet - will be wherever the comfy blanket is. They are mine.
So the Zen shattering... that started early. Shelby needed her shot, now as Bubba was explaining to me this past weekend it sounded strangely familiar... and it did. Fast forward to this morning... pill given - easy add peanut butter and gone. Then pulled out the shot-giver-things,(not even trying for that long syrn...word) fought with the cover, felt like a dork when I finally figured out how it worked, filled it up, looked into those big brown puppy eyes... fought hard not to panic, moved to her back end... she ironically gets her shot in the back thigh (also very familiar--less chub on Shelby though) anyway... hands shaking, breathing shallow - I hold my breath thinking that would help one of us... and in it went. She flinched a 1/2 second, then it was over. Shelby was fine, gave her a cookie and done. I, on the other hand, was a wreck. I loved her, fought tears, my hands weren't quite study... cripes...
So I logged on to work computer - remembered the blood work thing.. while sitting... got an email stating - yet again boys and girls we've got our 4th major software boo-boo... groovy. SOOO here we go again, rush rush rush, test test panic panic... and boy oh boy is the CYA starting with the lead tech nerd in Alabama... he's trying to tell his "beloved" QA that we aren't doing our jobs again... think again skippy. We document our stuff.. .do you? Oh no! Hee hee hee...
Today I will pull back the Zen - enjoy the day at home, look outside at the blue sky listen to the rolling sounds of Violet snoring behind me and Shelby running in and out because she can't decide whether or not she wants to stay outside in the hot sun or stay cool in the house with mommy.
Find your Zen today... or just go outside and enjoy the sun.
First up moving, logged on LOVE the commute on Wednesdays then remembered I had to get to the Blood work place BEFORE I could have breakfast, coffee... you get the idea. So off I go thinking I have missed the before work and school crowd and it should be pretty quick... joke on Aunt Ing.
40 minutes later which was sit for 37 of them then the blood work. Stopped by the grocery store, got breakfast, lunch and dinner so I'm set for the day me and the girls can enjoy just being home. Oh and a side note - weather is LOVELY! I expect Shelby to spend most of her day outside, Violet - will be wherever the comfy blanket is. They are mine.
So the Zen shattering... that started early. Shelby needed her shot, now as Bubba was explaining to me this past weekend it sounded strangely familiar... and it did. Fast forward to this morning... pill given - easy add peanut butter and gone. Then pulled out the shot-giver-things,(not even trying for that long syrn...word) fought with the cover, felt like a dork when I finally figured out how it worked, filled it up, looked into those big brown puppy eyes... fought hard not to panic, moved to her back end... she ironically gets her shot in the back thigh (also very familiar--less chub on Shelby though) anyway... hands shaking, breathing shallow - I hold my breath thinking that would help one of us... and in it went. She flinched a 1/2 second, then it was over. Shelby was fine, gave her a cookie and done. I, on the other hand, was a wreck. I loved her, fought tears, my hands weren't quite study... cripes...
So I logged on to work computer - remembered the blood work thing.. while sitting... got an email stating - yet again boys and girls we've got our 4th major software boo-boo... groovy. SOOO here we go again, rush rush rush, test test panic panic... and boy oh boy is the CYA starting with the lead tech nerd in Alabama... he's trying to tell his "beloved" QA that we aren't doing our jobs again... think again skippy. We document our stuff.. .do you? Oh no! Hee hee hee...
Today I will pull back the Zen - enjoy the day at home, look outside at the blue sky listen to the rolling sounds of Violet snoring behind me and Shelby running in and out because she can't decide whether or not she wants to stay outside in the hot sun or stay cool in the house with mommy.
Find your Zen today... or just go outside and enjoy the sun.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Monday... *sigh* -- postponed until Tuesday... ;-)
Yeah its a Monday, I was up before the sun, the birds and generally anyone with half a brain was up... but I came in got stuff done... screwed it up, fixed it, sent it along, realized I still made a mistake - a nice co-worker took pity on me fixed the last whoops and sent it along. All before 8 AM... THIS is why I don't early mornings regularly boys and girls... my brain cannot handle it.
Bubba is gone for the week, which means no cooking no dishes and sole control of the remote... life is good.
Sunday afternoon got to watch a crappy Hockey game then shifted over to a Russell movie - much, much better. Another fav line... "Name a shrub after me Stephen, something prickly and hard to eradicate." Love it!
=== And apparently it was blog-us-interrupt-us... and I never got back to it...
My humble apologies for not posting yesterday. I had to leave early to make the Doctor's office because I'm a dork, and managed to "misplace" my script and had to get another one... apparently I'm not alone in this stupidity - which did not make me feel any better.
Had a Girl's meeting last night - things went well if not warm because the business meetings are in the part of the building where the A/C doesn't work that well... but it was short.
Home to the pups and bouncy pups but finally we all settled in, enjoyed some mellow TV time, got the house ready for the cleaning lady... unloaded a CLEAN dishwasher, reloaded, tended to a few other things and night-night.
Now on the other side of the house - talked to Bubba TWICE yesterday! I mean holy cow and man even... but he sounded beat and unhappy I felt bad for him. I told him he could come home no harm no foul. He could be the house husband - of course we would have remedial dish washing and how to work the strange machines in the room the dogs' food it kept, and that wonderful room called the kitchen, what pots and pans are for... oh cripes - stay working honey it will be easier on me! ;-)
Today at work is the usual Meeting Tuesday - but it started well... Russell Crowe on the Today Show - and aren't I glad it was Matt doing the interview and not Meredith - she did it once - yeesh honey get over yourself - she was awful. Pretty Boy Matt gets it - and it was an enjoyable interview and a great way to start the day... late - but good.
My week is blissfully unplanned the weekend remains the same way... the girls have sucked up a Sunday with Bowling and my munchies party has been rescheduled for another Saturday... its nice to have a life - until Bubba gets his undies in a wad and it makes him cranky. Really there needs to be a device that one can engage from a remote control to un-bunch a person's under-type garments which would then relieve the pressure they feel and also then that would de-stress the need to snip at other people. I should get some geeky intern working on that... "trust me kid - plenty of application - just make me an un-bunch remote control" ;-)
And Aunt Ing's brain has just wander off again hasn't it...
Any-who.... wow... did you guys see that thought kinda get up and walk away.. apparently it was lonely in my brain ... it went off to find a friend.
On that note, enjoy your Tuesday and we will chat from the happiness that is working from home Wednesdays.
Bubba is gone for the week, which means no cooking no dishes and sole control of the remote... life is good.
Sunday afternoon got to watch a crappy Hockey game then shifted over to a Russell movie - much, much better. Another fav line... "Name a shrub after me Stephen, something prickly and hard to eradicate." Love it!
=== And apparently it was blog-us-interrupt-us... and I never got back to it...
My humble apologies for not posting yesterday. I had to leave early to make the Doctor's office because I'm a dork, and managed to "misplace" my script and had to get another one... apparently I'm not alone in this stupidity - which did not make me feel any better.
Had a Girl's meeting last night - things went well if not warm because the business meetings are in the part of the building where the A/C doesn't work that well... but it was short.
Home to the pups and bouncy pups but finally we all settled in, enjoyed some mellow TV time, got the house ready for the cleaning lady... unloaded a CLEAN dishwasher, reloaded, tended to a few other things and night-night.
Now on the other side of the house - talked to Bubba TWICE yesterday! I mean holy cow and man even... but he sounded beat and unhappy I felt bad for him. I told him he could come home no harm no foul. He could be the house husband - of course we would have remedial dish washing and how to work the strange machines in the room the dogs' food it kept, and that wonderful room called the kitchen, what pots and pans are for... oh cripes - stay working honey it will be easier on me! ;-)
Today at work is the usual Meeting Tuesday - but it started well... Russell Crowe on the Today Show - and aren't I glad it was Matt doing the interview and not Meredith - she did it once - yeesh honey get over yourself - she was awful. Pretty Boy Matt gets it - and it was an enjoyable interview and a great way to start the day... late - but good.
My week is blissfully unplanned the weekend remains the same way... the girls have sucked up a Sunday with Bowling and my munchies party has been rescheduled for another Saturday... its nice to have a life - until Bubba gets his undies in a wad and it makes him cranky. Really there needs to be a device that one can engage from a remote control to un-bunch a person's under-type garments which would then relieve the pressure they feel and also then that would de-stress the need to snip at other people. I should get some geeky intern working on that... "trust me kid - plenty of application - just make me an un-bunch remote control" ;-)
And Aunt Ing's brain has just wander off again hasn't it...
Any-who.... wow... did you guys see that thought kinda get up and walk away.. apparently it was lonely in my brain ... it went off to find a friend.
On that note, enjoy your Tuesday and we will chat from the happiness that is working from home Wednesdays.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Well welcome to the weekend...
And guess what boys and girls! Aunt Ing ain't working it... at work that is. No sir-re-boy... we actually got the testing done at the home base! Successfully Friday night - worked a much longer day than planned but it was totally worth it not to have to sweat the stuff at all this weekend....
Now two days home alone with Bubba. I think the last time this happened was some time around Christmas -- New Years maybe... right now he's baling the yard. I say baling because the boy genius next door didn't get to it last weekend before the rains came so - to say it's a bit high is like asking if the Pope is Catholic... y'know? K'
Saturday started late - well sort of Shelby graciously let me sleep in until 8:00 AM then we had breakfast and I figured I hang out and enjoy the peace and quiet. The girls had other plans and after much running up and down the stairs I go the hint we were supposed to be back in bed... me with a book and the lovely tones of Bubba's snores. When he finally awoke I had finished one book and had a good start on a second. But it has been a productive morning, showered, up dressed, emptied my large and looming pile of clothing next to my bed, gathered up the laundry, cleaned the kitchen started the dishwasher, washed the leftovers, did the puppy land mind patrol and weeded one of the 3 barrels in the back yard.
Why only 1? when I yanked up the weeds I was suddenly covered in ants - ran inside washed them all down the laundry room tub and sprayed the living high heck out of that barrel... ick and double.
Now Bubba Friday called the Vet - and in luck only Bubba has managed to snag an appointment because someone cancelled. Those Saturday appointments are hard to get. Anyway... he and Shelby went to see Dr. Brad... came home with pills and inject able drugs. Kill me. Now why -- Shelby was limping a bit ago I took her they did x-rays and found her front right elbow is all screwed up and we have done all we could but she's an active dog and when she's got a day out of the crate she limps around. So Bob took her in and these drugs are to give her a good quality of life without pain in the elbow. Twice a week she gets a shot, and pills daily. Pills are easy add peanut butter or cheese and down it goes. The shot will probably be harder on me than the dog...
The rest of the day was spent putzing about the yard, washing the dogs, doing all the laundry, THEN we went to Home Stores-R-Us and got mulch for the front yard, and new plants for the buckets in the back.
Sunday morning started earlier. We were up and moving to get the front yard weeded and mulched before 1) Bob had to leave and 2) it got too stinking hot to be doing this outside... especially for us "full figured" gals... ;-) So the front is done - note to self do NOT let Bubba spread the mulch again... cripes what a mess.
Now I get to sit here, update my thoughts, listen to Yinzer pre-game, and enjoy the peace and quiet. Until the dogs bark... see?
Enjoy your Sunday - I know I'm going to...
Now two days home alone with Bubba. I think the last time this happened was some time around Christmas -- New Years maybe... right now he's baling the yard. I say baling because the boy genius next door didn't get to it last weekend before the rains came so - to say it's a bit high is like asking if the Pope is Catholic... y'know? K'
Saturday started late - well sort of Shelby graciously let me sleep in until 8:00 AM then we had breakfast and I figured I hang out and enjoy the peace and quiet. The girls had other plans and after much running up and down the stairs I go the hint we were supposed to be back in bed... me with a book and the lovely tones of Bubba's snores. When he finally awoke I had finished one book and had a good start on a second. But it has been a productive morning, showered, up dressed, emptied my large and looming pile of clothing next to my bed, gathered up the laundry, cleaned the kitchen started the dishwasher, washed the leftovers, did the puppy land mind patrol and weeded one of the 3 barrels in the back yard.
Why only 1? when I yanked up the weeds I was suddenly covered in ants - ran inside washed them all down the laundry room tub and sprayed the living high heck out of that barrel... ick and double.
Now Bubba Friday called the Vet - and in luck only Bubba has managed to snag an appointment because someone cancelled. Those Saturday appointments are hard to get. Anyway... he and Shelby went to see Dr. Brad... came home with pills and inject able drugs. Kill me. Now why -- Shelby was limping a bit ago I took her they did x-rays and found her front right elbow is all screwed up and we have done all we could but she's an active dog and when she's got a day out of the crate she limps around. So Bob took her in and these drugs are to give her a good quality of life without pain in the elbow. Twice a week she gets a shot, and pills daily. Pills are easy add peanut butter or cheese and down it goes. The shot will probably be harder on me than the dog...
The rest of the day was spent putzing about the yard, washing the dogs, doing all the laundry, THEN we went to Home Stores-R-Us and got mulch for the front yard, and new plants for the buckets in the back.
Sunday morning started earlier. We were up and moving to get the front yard weeded and mulched before 1) Bob had to leave and 2) it got too stinking hot to be doing this outside... especially for us "full figured" gals... ;-) So the front is done - note to self do NOT let Bubba spread the mulch again... cripes what a mess.
Now I get to sit here, update my thoughts, listen to Yinzer pre-game, and enjoy the peace and quiet. Until the dogs bark... see?
Enjoy your Sunday - I know I'm going to...
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