Monday, January 29, 2007
Anyway, here's the update.
Pooh, our 18yr old diabetic kitty (now known as Grandpa Cat) began acting odd. (don't worry...this doesn't end badly) Saturday morning I went to his upstairs suite (aka our bedroom) and couldn't find him. "Poooh. Pooooooh." ::Scratch head:: Eventually I turned him up. He was sleeping inside the nightstand. This is an odd act for him. He's never done it before. The first thing that went through my mind was that he knew his time was short. Kitties will go hide when they know that.
I panicked. Called the hubby at work. Panicked him. He came home...kitty was fine. "Fine" is a strange statement with Pooh. He can't see much and I think his hearing and his smeller may be off too. He's only happy when he's being cuddled in his daddy's arms. He doesn't sleep much at night. It's been a year or so since we've had a full night's sleep and some nights he wakes us every couple of hours. Much like having an infant I guess. You get up, give him food, warm his water (because those old teeth are sensitive to cold), pick him up, pet him....hope he goes back to sleep. He doesn't.
He's a waif of his old, plump self. I don't suppose he's long for this world...but I didn't suppose that last year. Ah well. He's with us today. That's enough.
We did "The Big Clean" this weekend. I hate it but it must be done. The two new kitties shed white fur. I had two black cats before and all I have is dark furniture. I had to do something about all that fuzz. LOL It's done. Carpets shampooed, floors mopped, couch vacuumed. Fun, fun fun. (ouch I ache)
Since that's pretty much all I've got, I'll go ahead and drop an inspiring frac. We all need a little Monday inspiration, right? Here's one for the Star Trek theme. LOL
I'll try to stop by tonight for a visit. Thanks all for continuing to peek in here on occasion.
Happy Monday love and hugs.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
If a man is called to be a streetsweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause and say, here lived a great streetsweeper who did his job well.
-Martin Luther King, Jr.
The first and most important step toward success is the feeling that we can succeed.
Your most unhappy customers are your greatest source of learning.
Every oak tree started out as a couple of nuts who stood their ground.
If people concentrated on the really important things in life, there'd be a shortage of fishing poles.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Yeah, so...I got the job. The new job. The old job is going away at some very secret, predetermined date. (about a month from now)
Anyhoo, I interviewed and I got the job. The new guys seem very nice....(and very financially stable. hah!) I hope I don't eat those words.
Everyone at the new place has worked there for a rediculously long time. Most in the double-digit years. And they don't even seem disgruntled. That's a good thing. Right?
It's less than 5 miles from the house. That will be fantastic when I need to go home for lunch so I can scream at the top of my lungs. Sometimes a gal needs that, you know?
Finally, it pays right. I mean, it isn't a gazillion but I can live on it. LOL
I start in two weeks.
I'm a little sad and trepidacious. I LIKE the job I have now. I like the people. I'm going to miss the security of it.
Let's hope the next one fits like a glove and I never want to leave it.
Happy Tuesday Hugs to All.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Well, that was one long Thursday, huh?
Actually, I spent the weekend nursing the flu. Yum. Lots o' fun. hee hee
A week ago Saturday I drove home from Houston. I did it at the same time that the cold front was coming down across Texas. About 100 miles out of Houston the temperature started to drop about 1 degree every mile.
When I left Houston the temperature, according to the ol' overhead temp gauge in the truck, was 80 degrees. I watched it fall. 79-78-77-76...69-68-67-66...59-58...49-48...39.......
34 degrees when I got home. A difference of 46 degrees in less than an hour.
And so...I got the flu. lol
It stayed cold in Dallas. I stayed sick.
Yesterday was the first sunny day in over a week. Yesterday, the antibiotics FINALLY kicked in. I can wholly attest that Alka-Seltzer Colds Plus works infinitely better than Thera-flu and twice as long.
I'm off to work. The sun will shine again today. YAY.
I owe you all an update about the job prospect/situation. I promise I'll toss that into the next post. There's a real good quote post coming our way soon too.
I sincerely hope today is filled with sunshine for each of you - inside and out today.
Hugs and love to all.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
~ Rodney Dangerfield
"There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual arousal, particularly in women. Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz 380SL."
"Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope."
"Sex is one of the 9 reasons for incarnation. The other 8 are unimportant."
"Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake a whole relationship."
"Hockey is a sport for white men. Basketball is a sport for black men. Golf is a sport for white men dressed like black pimps."
"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch."
" Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is."
"Ah, yes, divorce, from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's genitals through his wallet."
"Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place"
"According to a new survey, women say they feel more comfortable undressing in front of men than they do undressing in front of other women. They say that women are too judgmental, where, of course, men are just grateful."
~Robert De Niro
"There's a new medical crisis. Doctors are reporting that many men are having allergic reactions to latex condoms. They say they cause severe swelling. So what's the problem?"
"There's very little advice in men's magazines, because men think, 'I know what I'm doing. Just show me somebody naked !"
"See, the problem is that God gives men a brain & a penis, & only enough blood to run one at a time."
"It's been so long since I've had sex, I've forgotten who ties up whom."
"Sex is one of the most wholesome, beautiful & natural experiences money can buy."
" You don't appreciate a lot of stuff in school until you get older. Little things like being spanked every day by a middle-aged woman. Stuff you pay good money for in later life."
" Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy is the same."
" It isn't premarital sex if you have no intention of getting married."
Monday, January 15, 2007
She smiled. I know it was gas. She's very gassy. haha Doesn't matter does it? Smiling infant ranks up there on the top of the list of "great things to see". :)
Big brother hasn't really figured out his place in all this. He's hoarding attention. Why doesn't the world revolve around him anymore?? Very confusing when you're only 3.
His daddy is teaching him, "Don't mess with my sister or I'll give you a knuckle sandwich." Nice, huh? lol All in fun.
To help out - and to remind Riley that he's still special - his parents bought him a Superman outfit. ("Oh, give me a red cape, I wanna be Superman" ~ John Mayer '83) Riley spent the evening running around and looking behind him to see if the cape was flying. I was lucky enough to catch that on camera:
No worries little boy. You will always be Superman to me. :)
Now I'm home in frozen-over Dallas. The roads are iced up and everyone is bumping into one another. Me...I'm watching from the couch.
Everyone bundle up and stay warm.
Hugs and love.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
Secondly, the interview went just fine. Well, phenomenal really. They didn't intend to pay what I want/need but the gentleman I interviewed with said he didn't want to miss the chance to snatch me up. :D I think they're going to meet me where I need to be. I'm thrilled.
Finally, I have an interview tomorow with the president of the company I went to this morning. That's a damned good sign.
Christa, keep those eyes crossed. I think you and Autumn pulled it out for me. Tree - I'm not sure you should cross those two particular things. Sounds painful. It worked though. LOL
Hugs and love and thank you all for sending a little vibe of luck my way. :)
And now...time for a fractal.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
...who'll be judging your every action while you try desperately not to snicker or stare at his hairpiece. OMG.
Ok, that's just silly. I'm qualified. OVER-qualified, if I do say so myself. I look pretty good. I have a very nice outfit - all pressed and ready. I have a copy o' my re-su-me and a copy of an award I won once for outstanding service. I'm good. He can't possibly turn me down. I mean, if Miss USA can have a boozefest AND a second chance, I'm golden, right??
Everybody cross everything and wish me luck. All I really want is for this company to answer the question "How much does the position pay?" with "Well, it pays an enormous sum of money! You'll be set for life." Is that too much to ask?
Hugs and love all Monday long.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
I step inside myself. I stop and look around and all of my surroundings seem distant, somehow disconnected. I am taken aback, just for that second, by how vast the world is and how small a piece of it I am. I am aware of my existence and of my impermanence all at the same time.
How to explain it? I don't really know. Today it came upon me as the thought (more the feeling really) of how far I am from my family crossed my mind. It was "Wow. I'm REALLY FAR from them. They have NO knowledge of this mundane thing I do right now. It is as if this thing I do does not exist to them."
Isn't that odd.
If you're not really feeling it, I beg you to take a look at this little movie. It might illustrate the feeling a bit. The movie is of a fractal. The movie continues to zoom in on the fractal....WAY in. Somewhere, in a place that never crossed your mind, is yet another fractal. Yet - it was there all along.