Today, there was lots of interesting conversation around the Thanksiving preparations. I was told how the dog's urine turned to blood and they found crystals in it - and had to take her to the vet right away. Now, normally, someone would tell this story with the least amount of detail. Not my grandmother. She has to tell you everything she thinks and then what she does and completes every single detail for you. I think it's great... but there are some things I just don't want to know.
It was especially rough this summer when she had surgery. I got to hear EVERY gory detail of the surgery and the side effects and how much she urinated and didn't and where it wasn't comfortable... the whole nine.
[yep, if I have to hear it, so do you!]
I just don't know why older people feel the need to tell you every single gory detail of their medical conditions. Perhaps it's that they've lived long enough they don't really care what other people think of them? I know they didn't used to tell me all of this stuff. Perhaps because I was too young at that point? Who knows?
Thursday, November 22, 2007
10 Things I learned about my Great-Grandmother today
1. She's only ever flown on an airplane once. My grandparents bought her and my great-grandpa tickets to see them in Wyoming... in the early 70's.
2. While she was there, my uncle (12 at the time) took her on a snow mobile. Haha. I can only imagine what that had to look like!
3. She had to walk to school from elementary on up. It was 3 miles.
4. When I asked "what city did you live in?" She replied, "I lived in Franklin County" No, g-ma, what CITY? Oh... I didn't live in a city... I lived in the country. HAhahahaha... she had me rollin on this one.
5. She only went through 10th grade or so... they only had 11 grades back then.
6. Her sister passed away earlier this month. From "corn" cancer. (If you knew my great-g-ma, you would think this was hilarious) She's got a corn on her foot that she, in her mind, believes is cancer. Her sister really died of Colon Cancer. Not CORN. Haha.
7. My Great-Great-Grandparents owned a general store in Franklin County.
8. She went with them one time down to Gainesville to pick up supplies for the store and they bought her some black and white checkered overalls. She said "I thought I was dressed then!" (meaning she thought she was hot shit)
9. She doesn't like alcohol.
10. Her first car was a Chevrolet. She also used to drive a Nova in the 60's. Interesting.
2. While she was there, my uncle (12 at the time) took her on a snow mobile. Haha. I can only imagine what that had to look like!
3. She had to walk to school from elementary on up. It was 3 miles.
4. When I asked "what city did you live in?" She replied, "I lived in Franklin County" No, g-ma, what CITY? Oh... I didn't live in a city... I lived in the country. HAhahahaha... she had me rollin on this one.
5. She only went through 10th grade or so... they only had 11 grades back then.
6. Her sister passed away earlier this month. From "corn" cancer. (If you knew my great-g-ma, you would think this was hilarious) She's got a corn on her foot that she, in her mind, believes is cancer. Her sister really died of Colon Cancer. Not CORN. Haha.
7. My Great-Great-Grandparents owned a general store in Franklin County.
8. She went with them one time down to Gainesville to pick up supplies for the store and they bought her some black and white checkered overalls. She said "I thought I was dressed then!" (meaning she thought she was hot shit)
9. She doesn't like alcohol.
10. Her first car was a Chevrolet. She also used to drive a Nova in the 60's. Interesting.
Monday, November 19, 2007
10 Things I love about my new space
Woohoo! It's new office day! Yep, that's right... It's not got a door, but it's sure as hell better than any office I've ever seen!
1. "ambient" lighting... no more flourescents, thank God!!
2. The size of TWO cubicles put together comprise my desk.
3. The back wall is all whiteboard.
4. I have my own hallway...
5. And my 6 of my own windows...
6. And my own balcony...
7. No one ever comes back towards this hallway, and most don't even know where it is.
8. I don't have to be bothered by the million and five people walking by my cube to the printer or kitchen all day long.
9. I don't have to listen to the next cubicle's music of the "let me lick you up and down" variety.
10. I get to watch the sun set. From 7 whole floors up. Every day :)
Oh yes... can you tell i'm in LOVE with my new space?!?
1. "ambient" lighting... no more flourescents, thank God!!
2. The size of TWO cubicles put together comprise my desk.
3. The back wall is all whiteboard.
4. I have my own hallway...
5. And my 6 of my own windows...
6. And my own balcony...
7. No one ever comes back towards this hallway, and most don't even know where it is.
8. I don't have to be bothered by the million and five people walking by my cube to the printer or kitchen all day long.
9. I don't have to listen to the next cubicle's music of the "let me lick you up and down" variety.
10. I get to watch the sun set. From 7 whole floors up. Every day :)
Oh yes... can you tell i'm in LOVE with my new space?!?
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
A special "Thank You"...
... Thanks to Mo for submitting this for me. It's perfect. And it's incredibly sweet!
The definition of "Chicksta"... which has been my 'nickname' since 8th grade.
The definition of "Chicksta"... which has been my 'nickname' since 8th grade.
Crazy Tuesday
Ah, Monday was crazy... but Tuesday has been a bit crazier.
Meetings all day, a really late lunch, picking up kids from daycare and babysitting them until 11pm, etc etc.
Some funny stories for ya though. I think I laughed for about 20 minutes.
I went to pick up the 7 year old from school... and coming down the stairs extremely carefully, she's carrying a small round container telling me that she's not able to hurry because there are holes in the top of her container and "there's something live in there." I start to get the full scoup even before we've exited the building.
Apparently there are way too many ladybugs dying and she and her friends have decided to make flyers to stop killing the ladybugs. They're going to post these flyers around each of their neighborhoods to let people know that ladybugs are nice and shouldn't be killed.
Hrm. oooookay....
On the way home (a traffic-filled 30 minute drive for 7 or 8 miles) she falls asleep holding her precious ladybug (officially named 'lady') in her lap. Upon arriving home, the interior lights in the car come on and she awakens, takes a few seconds to realize what's going on, and then says,
"Woah. She's not killed."
I about died laughing. It was THE most hilarious thing I'd heard in a while. She kept asking me what I was laughing about and why I was laughing at her. I tried to explain (in some 7-year-old way) that I was laughing at the situation, not her. haha.
And the 3 year old... the letter of the day was "J". How lovely.
Flash forward a few hours... I open the door to enter my house to a smokey smell. Later, I find out my roommate almost burned the house down because he forgot about some macaroni while he was on the phone with his mother. The only thing that reminded him was the fire alarm going off. This makes me nervous.
:)
Meetings all day, a really late lunch, picking up kids from daycare and babysitting them until 11pm, etc etc.
Some funny stories for ya though. I think I laughed for about 20 minutes.
I went to pick up the 7 year old from school... and coming down the stairs extremely carefully, she's carrying a small round container telling me that she's not able to hurry because there are holes in the top of her container and "there's something live in there." I start to get the full scoup even before we've exited the building.
Apparently there are way too many ladybugs dying and she and her friends have decided to make flyers to stop killing the ladybugs. They're going to post these flyers around each of their neighborhoods to let people know that ladybugs are nice and shouldn't be killed.
Hrm. oooookay....
On the way home (a traffic-filled 30 minute drive for 7 or 8 miles) she falls asleep holding her precious ladybug (officially named 'lady') in her lap. Upon arriving home, the interior lights in the car come on and she awakens, takes a few seconds to realize what's going on, and then says,
"Woah. She's not killed."
I about died laughing. It was THE most hilarious thing I'd heard in a while. She kept asking me what I was laughing about and why I was laughing at her. I tried to explain (in some 7-year-old way) that I was laughing at the situation, not her. haha.
And the 3 year old... the letter of the day was "J". How lovely.
Flash forward a few hours... I open the door to enter my house to a smokey smell. Later, I find out my roommate almost burned the house down because he forgot about some macaroni while he was on the phone with his mother. The only thing that reminded him was the fire alarm going off. This makes me nervous.
:)
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Waking Up
For the past several weeks I've been in a complete fog. In light of the events last week [and today's the 4 year 'anniversary' (for lack of a better term)], things going south with Sam, busy busy busy - ness at work, finding a new roommate, and lots of stuff going on at school... I pretty much shut down.
I had to have a CYA meeting with my boss (not one of the more pleasing things in life) to let her in on why I was slacking off. It literally struck me in the middle of the day Monday.
It's quite odd how these things happen. You know something is wrong but you really can't pinpoint it for the longest time. You start searching inward, pulling things apart, putting them back together, etc etc... this long drawn out process... and then all at one moment... it just hits you over the head. And the first word that comes out of your mouth is "Shit."
The thoughts that ensue are "I have to talk to this person... and that person... and let them know this is why I've been acting this way..." blah blah blah.
I'm in recovery mode right now (which is a great place to be, I might add). I have a renewed "spirit", so to say, and can function so much better now. [thank God!!] I have tons of things to work on for work and school and my home life... I desperately need to get started on!
*sigh* Whew! That was rough.
I had to have a CYA meeting with my boss (not one of the more pleasing things in life) to let her in on why I was slacking off. It literally struck me in the middle of the day Monday.
It's quite odd how these things happen. You know something is wrong but you really can't pinpoint it for the longest time. You start searching inward, pulling things apart, putting them back together, etc etc... this long drawn out process... and then all at one moment... it just hits you over the head. And the first word that comes out of your mouth is "Shit."
The thoughts that ensue are "I have to talk to this person... and that person... and let them know this is why I've been acting this way..." blah blah blah.
I'm in recovery mode right now (which is a great place to be, I might add). I have a renewed "spirit", so to say, and can function so much better now. [thank God!!] I have tons of things to work on for work and school and my home life... I desperately need to get started on!
*sigh* Whew! That was rough.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
10 reasons you shouldn't date an avid sports fan
1. You're not 'forced' into attending his favorite teams' games... just 'asked nicely' to.
2. You always end up eating that not-so-healthy tailgating food... and drinking a few beers or taking a few shots = gaining unnecessary weight.
3. His favorite teams must instantly become your favorite teams.
4. Each Saturday, Sunday, and Monday during football season you are tied to either your living room, someone else's living room, or a bar showing the game. During Baseball/Basketball season... any given weekday or weekend.
5. Depending on his level of intoxication, he may start fights with fans of the opposing team. Watch out for offensive words thrown in the direction of people with kids. They get pretty angry.
6. If clearing out a section isn't enough, screaming during the whole game and arguing with other fans is clearly on the agenda for the evening.
7. Every insult has a comeback. Every single one.
8. Even while watching the games at a friends place... watch out for the name calling and rivalry talk
9. Beer toss. What a great way to end the night.
10. Every person in the bar with a same-team jersey or paraphernalia on... instantly becomes your best friend.
[Post dated... I talked with the "host" of the football watching party we attended. One of the guys that was there sent an email saying "hey, if you plan on inviting that guy again, let me know in advance so we can find some other place to watch the game. So and so was offended by some of his comments." YIKES!! Completely embarrassing!!]
2. You always end up eating that not-so-healthy tailgating food... and drinking a few beers or taking a few shots = gaining unnecessary weight.
3. His favorite teams must instantly become your favorite teams.
4. Each Saturday, Sunday, and Monday during football season you are tied to either your living room, someone else's living room, or a bar showing the game. During Baseball/Basketball season... any given weekday or weekend.
5. Depending on his level of intoxication, he may start fights with fans of the opposing team. Watch out for offensive words thrown in the direction of people with kids. They get pretty angry.
6. If clearing out a section isn't enough, screaming during the whole game and arguing with other fans is clearly on the agenda for the evening.
7. Every insult has a comeback. Every single one.
8. Even while watching the games at a friends place... watch out for the name calling and rivalry talk
9. Beer toss. What a great way to end the night.
10. Every person in the bar with a same-team jersey or paraphernalia on... instantly becomes your best friend.
[Post dated... I talked with the "host" of the football watching party we attended. One of the guys that was there sent an email saying "hey, if you plan on inviting that guy again, let me know in advance so we can find some other place to watch the game. So and so was offended by some of his comments." YIKES!! Completely embarrassing!!]
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