Well, not really - not at the rate I am going this week lol Monday began with a 'Healthier Me' appointment scheduled at work, which tested my cholesterol, glucose and other such related things. They have me scheduled at 8:42A for it - yeah, kinda odd that they didnt try the every 5 minute thing, like whats wrong with 8:45A? But anywhoooo...
Work began with me accidently clicking a file of mine and moving it somewhere else - and that somewhere else was a mystery to even me. I did not see where it went, it just disappeared. So off Lisa went to search her fussy computer for her lost file. Amazingly, this does not take too terribly long. What DOES take terribly long is figgerin' out how to move it back =/ My husband text messages me with the hint 'copy and paste is your friend'. I go to explorer, find my file and move it to the file it should go to - AND it starts a fairly lengthy process of copying the files. Feeling mighty proud of myself, I think' 'HA! I should text my husband and tell him Explorer is my friend and NOT copy and paste!' Altho, its a good thing I didnt, as once it was all done, there still was no file transfered to the correct spot.
The short story of this? Copy and Paste was INDEED my friend.
Anywhoooo! I fix the problem and head off to the other building for my 'Healthier Me' appointment. I am almost to the building and realize I forgot my Blue Cross/Blue Shield card I needed to show them to take the 'Healthier Me' appointment. Already running late, I run all the way back to the building I came from, got to my cubicle, grabbed my card and ran all the way back to the building I needed to go to. I get to where I need to check in and the guy asks me how I am doing. I breathlessly reply:
"Just great"
In probably the most sarcastic voice ever - which must have been detected by the guy, cuz he laughs and gives me the form I need to fill out. I stand and fill out the form - despite the 3 chairs that are available for me to sit down in. As I am doing so, another person walks up to check in and the guy asks him:
'Do you have your Blue Cross/Blue Shield card with you'?
'No, I forgot it', the guy replies.
'Thats ok', says the guy who is checking him in says, 'Just give me your last four digits of your social security #'.
I stop filling out the form and am almost tempted to give it back to the dude and say, 'SCREW YOU & YOUR HEALTHIER YOU CRAP - I almost had a heart attack running over here cuz I thought you needed the F'N card'
But I restain myself, fill out the rest of the form, hand it back to the guy and walk in. And guess what? When they take my pulse rate, its 92.....
Who wouldve friggin thought? lol
Anywhooo..... THAT was just the beginning of my week. I aint telling you the rest. Altho, I DO have to impart some other wisdom before I sign off on this blog post:
Do NOT use aluminum knitting needles as drum sticks when beating on your desk that has a glass top.
Just sayin'.....
=)
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
One of Those Days
Sometimes a day is just not meant to be I think. Sometimes I think you should just go to bed and wake up a bit later, ready to start it all over again.
I think that I am having one of those days. Altho, I suppose there is no guarantee I am gonna wake up and everything fixes itself. I actually do not even have that option, as I am now at work on my lunch break. I guess I could take a nap and see if that helps, but after the endless hassles I have had already, I think I need more than just a nap.
After I found my Discover card I have been missing for the last couple of weeks this morning, I thought this was a sign – that the day was gonna be pretty darn good. And almost as if someone proves me wrong, everything else after that did not go right.
I feed the dogs, only to have the younger one do a #2 *immediately* afterwords. I, umm….catch her in the act and send her outside. I clean it up and go into the bedroom and back out in a matter of 5 minutes. ANOTHER friggin spot on the carpet *sigh* I try to grab her, but she must realize I am pissed (no pun intended), and starts moving away from me on the stairs. I finally get ahold of her, only to bonk her head against the stairs. To her credit, she did not utter a sound, and it had to hurt just a little. Trying not to feel guilty about it, I put her outside again, clean up the carpet and let her in. The guilt sets in and I spend several minutes holding her, consoling her, and having a ‘talk’ with her.
That done, I needed to head off to work – as I was already running late. I put my stuff in the jeep, knowing I need my coat, which I decide to go back inside to get. I go back inside, and friggin forget what I came in the house for. I pet the dogs, waiting to remember and almost head out without a coat – and then I remember it. I grab it from the washer/dryer area, as I had recently just washed it and notice that there is paper residue all over it. I think, what the heck (rather, more like he double L, but…) and grab it anyway and head out again. I get in the jeep and hit the garage door opener to close the door. I hit it again. Again, AGAIN. AND FRIGGIN AGAIN.
It finally closes and I am on my way to work! *feeble yay* I am running so late I do not have time to put my makeup on at home, so at a stop sign I apply my foundation. And yes, it F’N falls out of my hands and splatters all over the side of my jeep’s door. I take deep breaths, not trying to let this get the best of me and grab a napkin. There were two problems with this:
#1 It smears the foundation instead of taking it off.
#2 The foundation hit the vented area on my door, so it now spreads the foundation INSIDE the vented area.
Screw it! I think…..I will just clean it later. I make it the rest of the way to work and am in the parking lot at 8:02 A. I open the door, grab my purse, and then reach back for my coat. And as if to say that even IT thinks its too cold (or for all I know, maybe it was embarrassed to go inside with paper particles over it), it grabs onto my passenger seat and I have to tug hard to get it out.
Satisfied I won the battle with the coat, I go inside, sit at my desk and clock in at 8:04A. Looking for the small victories where I can, I sigh a happy sigh of relief. I then look down at my coat and see the buttons on the coat had taken a beating when washed and now are all scratched up…..
&*%*%$^#&^I^&$*#$^%##
F’N WEDNESDAY – I HATE YOU
I think that I am having one of those days. Altho, I suppose there is no guarantee I am gonna wake up and everything fixes itself. I actually do not even have that option, as I am now at work on my lunch break. I guess I could take a nap and see if that helps, but after the endless hassles I have had already, I think I need more than just a nap.
After I found my Discover card I have been missing for the last couple of weeks this morning, I thought this was a sign – that the day was gonna be pretty darn good. And almost as if someone proves me wrong, everything else after that did not go right.
I feed the dogs, only to have the younger one do a #2 *immediately* afterwords. I, umm….catch her in the act and send her outside. I clean it up and go into the bedroom and back out in a matter of 5 minutes. ANOTHER friggin spot on the carpet *sigh* I try to grab her, but she must realize I am pissed (no pun intended), and starts moving away from me on the stairs. I finally get ahold of her, only to bonk her head against the stairs. To her credit, she did not utter a sound, and it had to hurt just a little. Trying not to feel guilty about it, I put her outside again, clean up the carpet and let her in. The guilt sets in and I spend several minutes holding her, consoling her, and having a ‘talk’ with her.
That done, I needed to head off to work – as I was already running late. I put my stuff in the jeep, knowing I need my coat, which I decide to go back inside to get. I go back inside, and friggin forget what I came in the house for. I pet the dogs, waiting to remember and almost head out without a coat – and then I remember it. I grab it from the washer/dryer area, as I had recently just washed it and notice that there is paper residue all over it. I think, what the heck (rather, more like he double L, but…) and grab it anyway and head out again. I get in the jeep and hit the garage door opener to close the door. I hit it again. Again, AGAIN. AND FRIGGIN AGAIN.
It finally closes and I am on my way to work! *feeble yay* I am running so late I do not have time to put my makeup on at home, so at a stop sign I apply my foundation. And yes, it F’N falls out of my hands and splatters all over the side of my jeep’s door. I take deep breaths, not trying to let this get the best of me and grab a napkin. There were two problems with this:
#1 It smears the foundation instead of taking it off.
#2 The foundation hit the vented area on my door, so it now spreads the foundation INSIDE the vented area.
Screw it! I think…..I will just clean it later. I make it the rest of the way to work and am in the parking lot at 8:02 A. I open the door, grab my purse, and then reach back for my coat. And as if to say that even IT thinks its too cold (or for all I know, maybe it was embarrassed to go inside with paper particles over it), it grabs onto my passenger seat and I have to tug hard to get it out.
Satisfied I won the battle with the coat, I go inside, sit at my desk and clock in at 8:04A. Looking for the small victories where I can, I sigh a happy sigh of relief. I then look down at my coat and see the buttons on the coat had taken a beating when washed and now are all scratched up…..
&*%*%$^#&^I^&$*#$^%##
F’N WEDNESDAY – I HATE YOU
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Bein' Educated
Most of my night has been spent doing three friggin' assignments for my Taxation college class. However, the beginning of my night started off with a different sort of education - at dinner I learned that people do eat dolphin. I was really starting to freak out when I thought I had been one of those people, as my husband casually informed me that Mahi Mahi is dolphin, WHILE we were at a seafood place. I automatically think he is kidding, cuz if anyone knows my husband, he loves to mess with people like that =)
Since I have a handy-dandy iPhone, with a spiffy-rific internet connection, I decide to investigate really quick before we order. At first glance, it did look like it was dolphin, but at second glance, I notice it said 'dolphin-like' fish. I breathe a sigh of relief, but yet..... I HAD to know whether people actually ate dolphin. So what do I google to find out?
DOLPHIN RECIPES.....
Uh huh.... there ARE dolphin recipes out on the internet. Take this one for instance:
GRILLED DOLPHIN
1 1/4 lb. thickly sliced dolphin
8 cloves fresh garlic, minced
1/2 c. olive oil
1/2 tsp. paprika
1/2 c. rice vinegar
Salt if desired
1/2 tsp. pepper, black lg. ground
Dinner for 4. Cut off any dark meat on dolphin. Marinate 4 even slices of dolphin in large bowl. All ingredients mixed for at least 6 hours. Grill 5-7 minutes on each side depending on thickness. Approximately 10 minutes total for 1 inch fillets. Baste with marinade mix while grilling.
Notice the thickly sliced dolphin?? *Lisa throws up a little in her mouth* How COULD people honestly feel good about themselves eating a dolphin? Did a trainer at the zoo just get really pissed off that a dolphin was not learning its tricks in a timely fashion and sent it off to be butchered? Ackkk... I weep for dolphins everywhere....
Since I have a handy-dandy iPhone, with a spiffy-rific internet connection, I decide to investigate really quick before we order. At first glance, it did look like it was dolphin, but at second glance, I notice it said 'dolphin-like' fish. I breathe a sigh of relief, but yet..... I HAD to know whether people actually ate dolphin. So what do I google to find out?
DOLPHIN RECIPES.....
Uh huh.... there ARE dolphin recipes out on the internet. Take this one for instance:
GRILLED DOLPHIN
1 1/4 lb. thickly sliced dolphin
8 cloves fresh garlic, minced
1/2 c. olive oil
1/2 tsp. paprika
1/2 c. rice vinegar
Salt if desired
1/2 tsp. pepper, black lg. ground
Dinner for 4. Cut off any dark meat on dolphin. Marinate 4 even slices of dolphin in large bowl. All ingredients mixed for at least 6 hours. Grill 5-7 minutes on each side depending on thickness. Approximately 10 minutes total for 1 inch fillets. Baste with marinade mix while grilling.
Notice the thickly sliced dolphin?? *Lisa throws up a little in her mouth* How COULD people honestly feel good about themselves eating a dolphin? Did a trainer at the zoo just get really pissed off that a dolphin was not learning its tricks in a timely fashion and sent it off to be butchered? Ackkk... I weep for dolphins everywhere....
Saturday, October 25, 2008
A Bunch of Toilet Paper
Uhuh.....Yep! THATS exactly what I found when I came home this afternoon after a trip to Home Depot. My husband walks in the door as I am still trying to get my purse and a couple of other things out of the truck. He soon walks back out and says:
"Sadie left a present for you"
OHHHHHH REEAAAALLYY??? I promptly go inside and find toilet paper across the hallway and a small dachshund laying on her backside in an attempt to look utterly adorable so that her shenanigans would suddenly seem cute.....
And yes...it DID help! =) But..... that small dachshund that was previously looking adorable had been in a state of boredom earlier. AND in that state of boredom, she had found toilet paper a GREAT outlet....
AND that toilet paper had met its demise due to this puppy's boredom....
AND this is what I walked into =)
Needless to say, it was the WHOLE roll of toilet paper wound up on our floor. So there was no saving any of the toilet paper, altho I kept it as a momento of things to do.....
SUCH AS ....SHUT THE F'N BATHROOM DOOR!
=)
"Sadie left a present for you"
OHHHHHH REEAAAALLYY??? I promptly go inside and find toilet paper across the hallway and a small dachshund laying on her backside in an attempt to look utterly adorable so that her shenanigans would suddenly seem cute.....
And yes...it DID help! =) But..... that small dachshund that was previously looking adorable had been in a state of boredom earlier. AND in that state of boredom, she had found toilet paper a GREAT outlet....
AND that toilet paper had met its demise due to this puppy's boredom....
AND this is what I walked into =)
Needless to say, it was the WHOLE roll of toilet paper wound up on our floor. So there was no saving any of the toilet paper, altho I kept it as a momento of things to do.....
SUCH AS ....SHUT THE F'N BATHROOM DOOR!
=)
Thursday, October 23, 2008
A Frustrating Week
This week has not been a good one for me so far. Between getting to work *barely* in time to clock in without being late to spilling triple berry freezoni on my pants at lunch, this week has been a real winner so far.
I do not understand how I seem to have lots of time when I wake up, but as soon as I get in my jeep to head to work, I lose another 5 minutes. Not that I do not know that I am running short on time before I get to my jeep. I have no time to even put on my jewelry, and instead, stash them in my purse and pants before I head out the door. That way, I can put them on in the jeep, or when I first clock in. However, it makes me feel like some sort of ‘thief’ of sorts – stashing my loot in my pockets and all. Then I get to work and fight with my computer all day long, as it simply seems fussy at anything I want it to do. I *could* call our help desk, but I do not have enough faith in their abilities to fix my problem. Plus, I do not have the time for them to figure it out. I have work to do darnit lol
It’s amazing I didn’t have to go home during lunch to change my pants on Tuesday when I spilled triple berry freezoni on myself. It was not a lot of it, but enough to look REALLY bad considering it was on my crotch area. Needless to say, my husband could not look at me without laughing, and I have to admit, it was a bit humorous. I start laughing with him, drinking the rest of my freezoni, and ended up getting more of the drink on my hands. Do I have any napkins to use? Heck no…. that would be WAY too convenient. So, my husband being the every-helpful one says:
“Oh hell! Just wipe your hands on your pants!”
Oh yes, dear. THAT would be just lovely, dear, I sarcastically thought. But one look of his face and hearing his laughter somehow made his crass remark all better lol
I do not understand how I seem to have lots of time when I wake up, but as soon as I get in my jeep to head to work, I lose another 5 minutes. Not that I do not know that I am running short on time before I get to my jeep. I have no time to even put on my jewelry, and instead, stash them in my purse and pants before I head out the door. That way, I can put them on in the jeep, or when I first clock in. However, it makes me feel like some sort of ‘thief’ of sorts – stashing my loot in my pockets and all. Then I get to work and fight with my computer all day long, as it simply seems fussy at anything I want it to do. I *could* call our help desk, but I do not have enough faith in their abilities to fix my problem. Plus, I do not have the time for them to figure it out. I have work to do darnit lol
It’s amazing I didn’t have to go home during lunch to change my pants on Tuesday when I spilled triple berry freezoni on myself. It was not a lot of it, but enough to look REALLY bad considering it was on my crotch area. Needless to say, my husband could not look at me without laughing, and I have to admit, it was a bit humorous. I start laughing with him, drinking the rest of my freezoni, and ended up getting more of the drink on my hands. Do I have any napkins to use? Heck no…. that would be WAY too convenient. So, my husband being the every-helpful one says:
“Oh hell! Just wipe your hands on your pants!”
Oh yes, dear. THAT would be just lovely, dear, I sarcastically thought. But one look of his face and hearing his laughter somehow made his crass remark all better lol
Saturday, October 11, 2008
A Happy Childhood
I went by a school the other day in Lawrence that had a sign that read:
"It's never too late to have a happy childhood"
Ever since then, this statement has been bothering me - probably cuz I overanalyze things too much lol But I always think to myself that this statement is not true - once your childhood is over, its over. If you had a bad one, you are unable to go back and fix what went wrong. You are continually moving forward, and if your childhood was bad, the only thing you can do is to make your adulthood the best it can be.
I suppose this sign was just supposed to be inspirational to the kids who go to that school. They probably never figured an adult (who doesnt even live in Lawrence - yet!) would drive by and think to herself that the statement was misleading lol BUT you are unable to change the situation you are in when you are a kid, you are unable to get different parents - so I think they shouldve said:
"Make as many happy moments in your childhood as you can"
See? You are not misleading a kid, you are only giving them hope for something better - despite his/her circumstances.
I am so friggin wise lol
"It's never too late to have a happy childhood"
Ever since then, this statement has been bothering me - probably cuz I overanalyze things too much lol But I always think to myself that this statement is not true - once your childhood is over, its over. If you had a bad one, you are unable to go back and fix what went wrong. You are continually moving forward, and if your childhood was bad, the only thing you can do is to make your adulthood the best it can be.
I suppose this sign was just supposed to be inspirational to the kids who go to that school. They probably never figured an adult (who doesnt even live in Lawrence - yet!) would drive by and think to herself that the statement was misleading lol BUT you are unable to change the situation you are in when you are a kid, you are unable to get different parents - so I think they shouldve said:
"Make as many happy moments in your childhood as you can"
See? You are not misleading a kid, you are only giving them hope for something better - despite his/her circumstances.
I am so friggin wise lol
Friday, October 3, 2008
Offended Neighbors
I figger any Friday should start off with a good laugh, so I am posting a link to an article that I found amusing =)
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2008/oct/03/offended_neighbors_get_utah_park_statue_moved/
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2008/oct/03/offended_neighbors_get_utah_park_statue_moved/
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