Friday, November 27, 2009

Saturday-ish kind of day

When I'm given a day off BEFORE and AFTER Thanksgiving from work, it can kind of throw me off balance a little here.  This is the 2nd year in a row that my place of employment did this "energy savings" kind of deal, and oh yeah, we always have the Friday after Turkey day off every year. But adding Wednesday to it, it's just really awesome.

And can really confuse this person here. Me. Yeah. Me. Woke up thinkin' it's Saturday. Then I turn on the tv, or read my FaceBook, and everyone's talking about Black Friday. Uhhh huh. Ok. 

Nah, I'm not a fan of Black Friday anyway. I tried it one year. I wish I never tried it.  So, I will never go again.

Ate leftovers for breakfast, then lunch, then midafternoon snack. Yum. It's always the best.

So, ok, today is Friday. Josh is now at Milkboy's birthday party, and Ashley is at her friend's house.  All is quiet, and my house is halfway decorated for Christmas. I just seem to be missing ONE...ONE of my nativity set and it is not sitting well with me. So, tomorrow, I plan to dive into that closet and see if I can locate it.  I just cannot believe it is not there with the other Christmas Stuff I stored with.

My sister is enjoying 80 degree weather in Tucson, AZ right now. I'm just so envious of her at the moment. I'm glad she is down there visiting with the grandfolks with her husband and baby.  It'll be good for G'pa and G'ma to meet the newest baby.

Alright, off I go to relax this evening.  Have a good evening, y'all.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving....

To everyone. Don't forget to be very thankful wherever you are.

Usually I'd come up with something witty or something silly or something serious.  The past week was pretty hectic for me.  And during all that time, I surely do have a lot to be thankful for.

I am thankful for my family, my friends, a roof over my head, food on my table (well, you know what I mean!), clothes on our back, and a warm place to be.  A big family that are loving and watches out for each other. And many friends who are there for each other.

So, with that being said, this is probably gonna be a very short blog.

Have a very Merry, Happy Thanksgiving.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Life in general...

Last night I realized this one person met me when I was 19. "That long ago?"  Wow.  22 years later, and still here.

Life has flown by so fast, it comes to the point where a representative of your Retirement Plan (mine is MSPERS or something like that) is coming around to talk about our choices...or options or...what to expect.   So in a few weeks, there'll be a 2 hour presentation about that...oh yeah, the Great Bobini and I both requested an interpreter to be there.

Anyway, onto other things that has been on my mind lately....when looking back over my accomplishments and my failures. And how TIME has been to me during those years.

There is:

A time to heal. To heal wounds that have been caused by my past actions. I'm looking forward to closing that chapter soon.

A time to ponder...about many things going on in everyone's lives.   And mine.

A time to pray...for many things. And not forgetting to give praise as well.

A time to laugh...laughter is the best medicine. I can be feeling really crappy but if someone can make me laugh, then it is all right in my world.

A time to cry...a way of releasing things that one holds inside oneself. I have to stop holding in so much...and just release ...

A time to become stronger mentally, physically (pffft), emotionally, spiritually and more mature.

But...need to give all my time to God. Not just, you know, open up an appointment book and slot Him in for some of my time. No. It should be the 24/7 ongoing deal.  I need to remember to keep doing consistent about that.

So, at this point, I have to: "be still and know that I am God" and remember that He is always in control.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Twenty years ago today...

I remembered my first real job interview in a real job an University!

I had applied for a full time position in the Admissions Department.  I had worn my "work suit" which was a pretty plum colored jacket with skirt, and a nice blouse. It was one of the few High School Graduation gifts given to me. "For your future, honey..."  I'm sure many ladies out there remembered those days where you try to match up many things with one skirt, right? And wouldn't that scarf look lovely around your neck?

Anyway, during the interview, I sat with one leg crossed over the other. Answered the questions and shared little bit about myself.  When the interview was over....

My foot fell asleep!


So I carefully and tried gracefully to cover up my sleepin' foot.  As I shook hands with the 2 interviewers and saying thank you, I carefully but, dragged my foot out of there.

Didn't dare to look back.  Went to my cubicle...and sat down. Oh, why the cubicle? I was working as a temp for that department I interviewed for. Yeah.

I angrily told my foot to wake up...shook it and all.

What do you know...a week later, I got the job.  

That time, I started out in Admissions, then moved up the ladder a bit to the Library. In the Library, I called myself sort of a floater...but not really. 

In the Library, I worked in:
  • Circulation
  • Acquisitions- book mending/donations
  • Government Documents
  • Cataloging
  • Government Documents
  • finally, Acquisitions in the wonderful world of Interlibrary Loan with 2 other teammates.
During my years at the University:
  • I've had 3 children, losing one to cancer.
  • Lost my mother to brain cancer 7 years later.
  • Lived in 8 different places.
  • Went through 10 vehicles.
  • Got myself married to a wonderful man...(I love you, honey)
  • All my sisters married and had children...bringing me to a total (both sides, y'all) of 6 nephews and 7 nieces. 
  • Healthy children, healthy home...
and truly blessed.

And I'm starting to feel the 20 years in me now...

Sunday, November 8, 2009

This post was brought to you by the letter...W!

Okay, Jedi couldn't say W.... did you know you say it, "double U"?  Yeah? Yeah, I thought so. Sometimes we never think about how things are sounded out.

My evil sister woke me up from a delicious nap I groggily woke up, and being so disoriented, I agreed to go shopping with her...and her daughter...and my son.

Uhhhkay....and she felt so guilty, she bought me a mocha from McD's. That sure helped!

We hiked around Walmarts, and I think we did a 5 mile walk. I'm feelin' it already.  But a great work-out!

Stopped at JcPenney's so my evil sister could buy some jeans or something. Took turns taking each kid to the restrooms.

Came home, and niece wanted to hang out with I held her hostage for a couple hours.

After a while, I took her home, and her brother, Jedi, was ready to read me his ABC book. Oh how precious, except for a very runny nose and gunk all over his face. I gently wiped his nose for him....little more presentable.

I just...LOVE being able to hear him read the abc's to me....until we arrived at the W. He just mumbled something...I asked him again. He just looked at me, grunted, and I said, Double U?  He just smiled and laughed as if to say, "yeah, that's it!".


I realized Sesame Street is celebrating their 40th ... birthday? Anniversary? 40th year of being on the air. How awesome is that. Grew up watching them and now today, so many characters still the same, but also new characters, or some characters have moved on.

I haven't watched Sesame Street in a long time...

Today is a very sunny day...on Ottawa Street. I can't wait to see what this day brings. 

Thursday, November 5, 2009

This post is brought to you by the number 8..."eighteen!"

My 2 1/2 year old nephew, "Jedi" can read.

Oh yes he can! He's such a smart boy! A genius. Who could not speak for the longest time. Until he had his tonsils taken out.

Last night I went over to my sister's house to use her digital camera to take picture of my son.

As I entered the house, he came running up to me, and bows his head, wanting me to kiss the top of his head. Satisfied, he runs off to hug Josh and play with toys.

After snapping a picture of Josh, I sat down to visit a very short time with my sister.

Jedi comes over with his book with numbers.

He read it to me.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five (he's rapidly pointing at each number as he goes along). Six. Seven. Eighteen! Nine. TEN! I think he likes saying eighteen instead of eight for the number 8.

Recognizes 20, 50 and 100 (I didn't quite catch him saying hundred...)

Yay! We clap hands. Then I randomly pointed out a number to him, he'd shout with glee the number (and correctly!). Eight is still eighteen!

Made such a huge deal.

He probably read it to me 3 or 4 more times. Then I said, I gotta go now....Josh has a lot of homework to do.

He just glared at me. So he reads the book to me. One. More. Time.

Ever since he had his tonsils taken out over a month ago, his vocabulary just burst wide open and talking up a storm. I may be hearing-challenged, but I did love hearing his voice. So sweet.

I'm sure when I see him on Saturday, he'll read the Alphabet Book to me.....I can't wait.

Such a smart boy....

Wednesday, November 4, 2009


Well, I have found it harder to make myself get up in the mornings.

While it's nice to have some brightness for my morning commute to work...not having to worry (a little) about running into bucks and skunks and such....*knock on wood*

It's still hard to get this ole body to adjust to the time change.

By 7 pm, I'm yawning wider than a tired dog....and ready to go to sleep.


Yesterday the family treated me to a birthday dinner at Lone Star. It was quite very lovely, and good eats. It is also extremely nice to have my appetite back as well.

A couple days ago, I hurt Betty. I am a very good driver, and I'm very good about staying on the road, etc.

However, no matter how GOOD you are, you are still bound to have a little or big accident.

I looked down for a brief second...(that's all it took, folks) for me to find myself hitting the curb and scraping the side of Betty against a sign pole.


So I pulled over into someone's driveway, and got out to check the damage.

Oh, whew. My tires are fine. But man, OUCH! I scraped the side of her "nose" and the "hip" of Betty. It's not deep, and no dents (well, maybe one tiny one)...and it's all cosmetic damage.

I could feel my heart falling down to my feet....and I just felt so bad.


At least Betty forgave me because she kept going...and knows it was not on purpose.

I would never do that kind of quicklookingdownforaquicksecond where it might cause me to jerk the wheel little and hit a curb. And scrape against a sign pole.

Well, it's 6 am, and I need to get my rear in gear and get going.