Archive for January, 2006

Tell Me A Story

Tuesday, January 31st, 2006

Saw this over at Erika’s, where I had quite the good time making up a story about the two of us. Here’s the deal:

Assignment from your English teacher:

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don’t speak often or don’t really know each other) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want – good or bad – BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you’re finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON’T ACTUALLY remember about you!

Post away – and be creative!

Big Sigh

Monday, January 30th, 2006

I used Superglue to fix the hearing aide. Hopefully it lasts for a while. In the mean time, I need to compile a list of hearing aide specialists in the area and start comparison shopping. Fun!

Tonight was the first parent orientation at the JUNIOR HIGH. I can not believe that I have a child that is going into 7th grade next school year. How in the world did he grow so fast? And how am I getting so darn old? Last night Connor was drinking from a coffee mug that I got for my 30th birthday, so it’s got “the Big 3-0″ on it and he asked whose it was. I sort of gasped and said, “Oh my goodness. Mine. And how the heck has it been almost 6 years since my 30th birthday party?! That was like… a year or two ago!” I am not doing this growing old thing very gracefully. It’s painful!

Sitting in the auditorium tonight listening to the teachers, administrators and students talk about Junior High life got me super emotional. I had to fight back the tears and I looked around. Was anyone else feeling like this? Why does everyone else seem to be taking this in such stride? This is hard stuff for me, people! When we had to leave the auditorium to walk to another area, I felt like we were all changing classes… we were all high school students. We could be high school students, right? After all, everyone else looked about my age and I still feel like I could be in high school.

I asked my mom if she felt this way when we were growing up, because it sure didn’t seem like she felt this way. She seemd to accept the part of mother to teenagers very naturally, as if she was ready for it. As if this was just the next natural step in the progression of life. But, maybe that was just my perception and maybe she did feel out of sorts the way I feel right now. Maybe I wasn’t really noticing or caring about her feelings too much in the midst of all my teenage angst. Mom tells me that it didn’t bother her – so my self-absorbed teenage self was still perceptive enough to pick up correctly on that. I wonder what it is that helps some people accept the aging process with dignity and grace … and leaves others kicking and screaming?

I tell you what, though, I’ve got to get a handle on myself or these next few years are going to be brutal. I just don’t want to admit that I’m closer to 40 than 30… hell, that I’m even in my 30′s bothers me. I honestly still feel like I’m about 24-25 years old on a mature day and about 16-17 on a not-so-mature day. And besides just how I feel inside – I look damn good, too! :-)

I think the thing that is really underneath all of this, though, is the reality that we’re all mortal. The farther I get from being that kid who is walking the halls of the junior high, the closer I get to that big unknown. And the closer my parents get there, too. The thought of losing them scares and saddens me. The thought of life on this earth ending does, too. Maybe because I don’t know what comes after this? But I like this so much, I want it to last forever. Ahhhhhhhh…. and once again, the answer is always – more spiritual development.

More tales of woe from the HOH

Sunday, January 29th, 2006

So guess what happened this morning! I was getting ready to go to my meeting and I went to the bathroom to Q-tip my ears and clean my hearing aides up… and I dropped one. It fell into a lined wicker basket we have for magazines so I wasn’t too concerned. It’s fallen LOTS of times over the years. Well, I guess that one was the final straw because I picked it up in TWO PIECES. :-( I can still get it to work by taping it together… but it’s not gonna be much of a fix. This sucks. Now I have to get it fixed, at the very least, and possibly get a new hearing aide. Not what I wanted to add to the budget when saving for the house. And the thing about being HOH that sucks more than having a vision problem is that when I send my hearing aide in for repairs, I’m completely without it. I don’t have a backup plan like another pair of glasses or contacts or whatever, YK? I just have to be 65% deaf in one ear until the aide comes back.

That’s Entertainment

Wednesday, January 25th, 2006

I was just reading my Newsweek magazine and saw they have a plug for Go Fug Yourself on their cyber page. I thought that was pretty cool. Man, good week for the Fug girls – nominated for three Bloggies and a mention in Newsweek!

In other media news, I just read the jurors found Richard Hatch guilty in his tax evasion trial. Now he might be going to jail for up to 13 years! What a greedy idiot! Man. Way to ruin one of the potentially best things to ever happen to you.

So we’re watching American Idol, of course. I was just reading an article on how the show is changing and turning into more of a best of the worst type thing. I agree that it is, but I disagree with the tone of the article which wants us to believe that this is not a good thing. I think it’s entertaining! We’ll get to see the truly talented for a limited amount of time during these auditions and then for the rest of season once auditions are over. What’s wrong with getting a few laughs now at the expense of the disillusioned people who come on thinking they are the next Roberta Flack or Marvin Gaye? Having said all that, though, I have to say that I hated how much time they gave to the trash-talking sluttily-dressed black girl that was on last night. She didn’t deserve the air time in my opinion! I did love the segment where the one truly horrific guy said he learned from a DVD tutorial of Randy’s! Ha! I thought Simon was going to piss his pants. Okay, that’s enough talk about AI…. except to say that I can’t wait for tonight’s episode!

True Stories

Tuesday, January 24th, 2006

I swear both of these things really happened to me at work this week.

Item #1: The new marketing chick asked me for a graphic of our logo to send to affiliates. Nothing wrong with that. However, she wanted the special kind of graphic that already includes a link. “Give me our logo that’s already a link so when I give it to them, they can just put it on their site and it will link back to ours.” Um, yeah.

Item #2: Another marketing chick send me a PDF of a form they created and asked me to make it an online form that users could fill out and then make it accessible for any one at the corporate office and also assign it a job number. And could I have it done today? A form? Oh, THAT kind of form? You mean the database-driven job tracking system kind of form? Oh sure. I can whip that out in 10 minutes – BRB!!

My job is nothing if not interesting!!