I took last week off and it was really nice. Sadly, I woke up at the same time as if I was going into work and was just as busy. I tried to let Mark work, but that didn't go so well as soon as I knew it Thanksgiving came and went. Shopping, eating and movie watching happened and now it's back to same old crap but with bangs.
On my last visit to the best hairdresser ever - I asked her to give me bangs. This has caused a stir at social engagements and at work. I have received a lot of comments about my bangs. Mostly good. One of the bunko ladies asked me if I cut them myself. I guess since they are not straight across my forehead, some may think I would try such a thing. I told her no, but I don't think she believed me. It was better than the Sarah 'Rogue' Palin comment I received when I wore my new glasses though.
The reaction I received at work tells me how much I don't change my look. Some have given me blank looks like they never seen me before, one proclaimed - 'you look totally different'. I don't know if that was a compliment or she was simply stating a fact. I blame my lack of change on the logo'd items we have to wear. Day in and day out, I wear some sort of t-shirt, black slacks and a polar fleece. Not much variety there, but there's an upside - I can get dressed in about 5 minutes flat. I have a chance to shock and awe others with my hair. Nothing has happened yet, but I do resist the urge every morning in re-creating the hair wall that I wore during the '80's. Who knows - I could be bringing it back. At least to the business casual set.
- Location:Den Chair
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Kim and Jesse by M83
I thought this season of Big Brother was a big pile of doggie poo when Jesse from last season came back. Look at him. If this isn't a true snapshot of a douchebag, I don't know what one is. I don't know why I think this about him. Maybe it's his stance or his hair or the fact he poses in his underwear. All I know is he is gone off Big Bro, and now I have no reason to watch it. Of course there is some exciting stuff brewing between Chima and some other douchebag on the show. There are so many.
Bye-bye Jesse, and please don't invade my reality TV anymore. Please.
- Location:Couch
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:Debby Deb - Lookout Weekend Here We Come!!
Anyway, I turned the hose to the plants where the sprinkler doesn't sprinkle, and gave them a drink. I steered clear from the rat bbq house and noticed some plants who have grown over the walkway. I was merrily snipping away at them when I noticed how much the weeds have taken over my yard. I'm losing the battle. Panic set in because I saw clover too. Where did we go wrong? It's been a couple of weekends since a good weeding, but really. Really?
I tried to calm myself by thinking - I'll get out here tomorrow night. But jesus - there's a weed that is almost as tall as me. It looks like really hard work. Plus, I got freaked out and didn't want to be out in 'nature' due to the bug bite I discovered on my foot the other day. That happens when one is eating rum soaked pineapple at a back yard luau. I hope it's not a spider bite.
Just when I thought I have nothing to do when I get home from work, now I have this weedy pressure. Crap. At least my toilets and floors are kleen. Super clean.
- Location:Clean Couch
- Mood:
disappointed - Music:HGTV
Anyway, it gave me a creepy feeling in the beginning then left me a little 'AWWWW REALLY?' in the middle. By the end, I was scanning the pages, forcing myself to stay awake (this happens to me a lot - it's personal problem rather than the book I'm reading). Might not sound like a good read to you? It has twists that might be a little predictable, but if you don't take vamps too seriously or look at simply for entertainment purposes - you will like the direction the story goes in.
I can't decide on my next book. I might read SWEETHEART by Chelsea Cain or HP Lovecraft 's sorted little tales. Mark wants me to read SHARP OBJECTS too, so I'll scan them tonight and make a decision.
So - for 50 books in 2009. I have 45 to go!
- Location:Clean Couch
- Mood:
busy - Music:Watching Kathy G trying to buy a house on Star Island
Today my paper is finalized and ready to go out the door. PRAISE JESUS. I've been working on this for the past six or so months and it really has driven me to the point of hate. I don't know what happened in the Henry house over the last six months, but it's been a struggle to get anything done. My floors have not been cleaned in months - it's so disgusting. So, I'm done, but what does it mean? Clean floors?
Being done with school will mean a lot of things: accomplishment (perhaps), advancement in my job (Hmmm. I don't know), ability flash my MBA in the faces of others in order to win battles against evil (possibly).
But, this is what it will means most to me: I will be able to come home from work and not think. Not think about going to class, writing papers, or worrying about prioritizing my time in order to get shit done. I can clean my house (more than my toilets) AND I get to be a somewhat normal person again. I can also enjoy reading about something else other than the economy and watch reality TV - with NO GUILT that I should be doing something else.
Screw knowledge - I want to watch TV. And, now - I CAN! Yippppppeeeeee!
- Location:Study
- Mood:
bouncy
If you all don't know by now, we have a new member of the family, and his name is Yoda. He is adorable, cranky and furry. He comes to us from Goldbar or some place where the sun doesn't shine. Well, they don't have a major shopping center nearby - so that's the sticks. Like where we live. However, I did have the pleasure of seeing two bald eagles flying around the other day. So, there are tradeoffs. Anyway, despite his small town background, he has settled in quite nicely - holding his own.
Linzey, of course, is acting like a mom and keeping the two Yorkies at bay. The first night he was a little apprehensive. Didn't know what to make of four dogs and two adults on the bed, but he soon got used to the idea. Now, he is walking free as can be and feisty little bugger.
I hope he brings some sense to the others - he actually uses a puppy pad - which was a little strange to me at first, since I'm used to my jackasses pissing all over my house. But, I bought him some more 'pads' at Walmart and while I was making my purchase decision I was surprised to see doggy diapers for sale too. Can you do that? I didn't know there was such a thing. So, we will see if he continues with his good manners, but he will soon learn that everyday is a PISS and POO party at the Henrys - that spells F-U-N in dog speak.
Welcome YODA!!!
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In other news, I'm still working on my paper. Yes, quite sad - I've gotten to the point where I'm telling my boss, 'I'm 90% complete...', but hey - it's progress and all the closer to being done.
The yard is shaping up where I'm thinking I'm winning the battle against the dark force - weeds. I'm also excited about seeing Metric on Thursday night, but not as excited to see Tori Amos (I think in July). Mark won't let me listen to her new songs - which I take that as a bad sign. I can stand to listen to her in small quantities when she pops up on the ipod, but usually she irritates me, and I yell at Mark to turn it to something else - anything else. It's strange - because I've seen her in concert several times. A highpoint during one of these events was witnessing drool or a little spittle, to be dainty, hanging from her mouth. Jesus - can we have a little composure? This time, I don't think we are that close, but I'm sure it will be good all the same - spit, babble, wig and all.
Now, I must go and reformat my paper a little more. I think I have focused more on the formatting than the actual content. I hope to have news about it being done, soon.
- Location:Couch
- Mood: cheerful
- Music:Heavy Doggie Breathing
Since Mark is on deadline hell, I've been cooking this week. Yes, please hold the gasps.
Menu:
Monday - I made tacos which turned out purrfect.
Tuesday - hamburgers with sliced potato and blue cheese dip - it was good.
Wednesday - was bunko night, so Mark had left over taco meat.
Tonight - stirfry chicken. Which was disappointing.
Nothing too exciting, but it's progress for me. The recipes were from Cooking Light which usually turn out good, but the stirfry had no flavor (its the recipe, not my seasoning abilities). Plus, I was grossed out because I had to cut raw chicken. I like to see the finished product. Ewww.
This weekend I plan on getting this paper done (what else would I be doing?) and work in the yard. My weeds grew back from my last effort, so its back to work I go.
Oh, I do have a shiny spot to this week. Watching the DVR of HELLS KITCHEN, I have a new favorite Chef Ramsay saying - 'YOU DONUT'. I think it means fat person or ass but I don't care. I love, love, love IT.
- Location:Couch
- Mood:
blank - Music:Hells Kitchen - what else?
I haven't posted in awhile from RT due to the crappy internet access and being swept away by Disney. Also, I have no pictures. I need my own camera -
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mdhenry says they are on Flickr - but, quoting Heather Osborn - our Disney partner - 'what is this witchrey?' We successfully visited both Magic Kingdom and Animal Kingdom and all I have to say is Disney knows their shit. It's really scary how they know wait times, marketing placement and how to attend to your needs. We were forced to eat at mostly fast food establishments, due to poor planning and every time - EVERY TIME - there were three spots for us to eat. Scary shit - I tell ya.
My favorite ride was Everest at Animal Kingdom where a Yeti (sing: Yetttiiiii) is after you. You are in darkness and going backwards. Nothing finer. And, Splash Mountian can kiss my arse - EVERY TIME - a splash happened it went right in my mouth. Gross. Can anyone say or sing - Swine Flu? I also was sucked into purchasing the trading pins. Drawn to them. The last time I was at Disney - it was magnets. So I have a nifty pin to add to my flair that I wear at work.
We are at home and Yolanda had a good time (or not) with our dogs. I think it worked out well for the dogs being able to stay at home, and thank Yolanda for her time. We gave her some books as she walked out the door and yes, she had a copy of BE's book.
My one word for RT is madness. I have never seen a convention that gives readers so much access to authors, and the readers are so excited about books. As I was sitting in the lounge, I overheard several readers discussing who they met and talked with. They sounded so excited. Also, for the authors it's nice to be able to meet people they talk with over the internet and get them away from their laptops.
Next year, it's in Columbus and on the ride home Richelle reminded us there is a roller coaster theme park nearby. Hmmm. I might have to check that out.
- Location:Couch
- Mood:
drained - Music:DVR of AI
Thursday night about did me in. I think I had about seven rum and diet cokes and I felt my liver churn - a little. So, I drank water all day and left the drank alone. We attended the RT award ceremony and the place was packed. After the ceremony, we received free books!! How we will get them home I'm not sure, but we don't have to worry about that until Tuesday.
We decided not to be held captive by the vampire ball(s) and ventured out to explore the Orlando International Drive countryside. We almost saw an accident and secured our tix for PIRATES: THE HAPPENING for tonight. I don't think that's the name of the dinner show, but I like it.
Some might describe our group as a gang of groupies, drunks or dirty birds. However, we keep each other entertained and that's what counts. Some members have been MIA - like Caitlin and our sunshine Michelle Rowen. Thankfully, they have been in and out of our various outings. We finally saw Caitlin at lunch and Michelle was with us last night. We also saw BE on Thursday night, but he's too nice and I think he left his spy days behind. He is not part of our group. Also, the Florida humidity has taken control of his hair, so it wasn't as flippy. Consensus on BE - underwhelming.
We ended up at the pool bar (same as with every night so far) where I almost had a stroke because a "june bug" jumped on me. My water almost spilled as my cat like reflexes took over to protect myself. Now, I don't think anyone likes bugs - let alone ones that hop. Due to my dramatic reaction, I was told not to look at this bug so I'm intrigued by what this sucker looks like. I'm a little disturbed by the caption of this pix "...can june bugs see?". I'm also thankful that Dakota told me not to look down at my shirt as she brushed this bugger off me.
After the bug incident, we sat over by the pool for a dramatic reading by Mark and Heather. Needless to say, the codeword SALMON was used several times as children wandered by. It was dirty, but funny.
Then, Mark and I headed back to the room where he went off to another event. I watched Goodfellas and played Bejeweled. It turned out to be a typical Friday night.
Then, Mark and I headed back to the room where he went off to another event. I watched Goodfellas and played Bejeweled. It turned out to be a typical Friday night.
- Location:Lounge
- Mood: okay
Today (Thursday) it's about 80 degrees and the sun feels like the fires of hell on my pale skin. It's hot, but not August hot - so it's very nice to be in a climate where it's consistent. Sunny, everyday - all day. I tried sitting by the pool but it was too hot and the air had a faint smell of dog poop, so I'm in the only place where there is wifi - the hotel lobby. I really wish the rooms had easy internet access or access. What kind of hotel doesn't have this? Obviously this one, but come on - really, REALLY?
Tonight, Mark and Richelle have their publisher party (drank included, praise jesus) and we might catch the Faery Ball and here's the run down of this event:
- 8 doors open to handicapable;
- 8:15 doors open to public;
- 8:30 Dinny and given a voting token (oooh);
- 8:40 introduction of Faery Court (hmmmm.);
- 8:50 Costume competition;
- 9:20 attendees give token to their favorite competitor (just like Valentines Day - and remember how you felt when you didn't receive one? Well, maybe that was just me);
- 9:30 Dancing begins;
- 10 Competitors will bring their tokens to the tally table;
- 10:30 Attendees choice and the Faery Court costume winners announced;
- 10:40 Dancing begins (or continues);
- Midnight - Deidre Knight God of Midnight Party Commences (no comment since I don't know what this means).
- Location:Lounge
- Mood:
curious - Music:Musak
The hotel is nice enough with no bugs, but it's wifi sucks and I can't believe how dependent I've become. The mere thought of no wifi seems to send me into a tizzy. Scary. However, the lobby isn't so bad and I'm thinking of moving out to the pool. It's 80 degrees outside so I need to catch some of that action, plus the a/c inside frickin' cold.
The rooms are old but I don't think they are THAT dirty. Not from what I was reading on past reviews. Perhaps they cleaned - not sure. However, my tub is old and I won't be taking a bath due to the huge crack in the bottom. I'm sure this contributes to the huge bubble in the bottom of the tub. Perhaps.
We camped out in several places last night and found where NOT to order drinks. That is the first priority in these situations. We went to suite party which was hopping with a cover model fishing for mr RT votes, and then landed at the pool bar where everyone was screaming it was late, but being on PST it was 9 for us - so I was fine. And, the three Tequila shots with three Corona's also had me feeling fine. Not so much this morning.
No sighting of BE or Caitlin, but I'm sure they will both pop up soon enough. Caitlin doesn't have the training BE has - so I'm sure her appearance won't be as spy fantastical, but just as exciting.
From what I can figure out so far, this conference is about booze, food, romance cover models, and a little writing.
- Location:Lounge
- Mood:
cold - Music:Musak
After a successful shop at Target, we ended up at Taco Bell (where I determined - I LOVE their fresco menu items), then home. I then weeded and enjoyed a repeated visit by a humming bird with a silvery brown head. Who used my newly acquired Walmart hummingbird feeder. So, you wonder - DAMN she was productive today.
Yes - it was a great day indeed due to and unexpected cost savings on our hotel room in Orlando.
Nothing - and I mean nothing - gets my fur up more than finding out I'm paying more for something than I should be. While I was reviewing all the Orlando Wyndam comments in horror, '...those are not cockroaches but are blah, blah...', and '...it's Florida so it will smell musty and I think the floor had mold on it...', I found one comment interesting, '...well, it's good for the price...'.
Hmmm. Well, I don't think $140 around here buys you a night sleeping with mold, so I took a looksee on their website, and realized - the rooms were magically $69 a night.
What...what...what? And, availability too.
Oh hells no.
In what fresh hell do we have to pay double the price to sleep amongst bugs that are not cockroaches, and moldy floors? Mark used his friendly voice, canceled the reservation, and got us a bigger room at a cheaper price. We are hoping bigger is better. And, I will demand they clean my room again if I see one frickin' bug or mold. Then, I'm off to the pool and sauna. Oh, this trip is becoming very interesting.
- Location:Couch
- Mood: busy
- Music:Some English horror movie...what a gory mess.
A week from now, I will be preparing for departure to Orlando with Mark, Caitlin and Richelle to the Romantic Times convention. Some ask - why? Apparently there are many reasons, mainly to be with my hubby and go to DISNEY, but there is an air to this event that I don't know how to explain it. There's a cover model contest, vampire ball and many, many, many women who are seeking romance. I'm seeking DISNEY and quiet time for me to finish my paper.
However, I plan on writing about MY experiences during RT. An introspect, if you will, of the reasons I choose to attend this particular event, and also writing about all the crazy shit that happens. Last year, I thought it would bore me to tears - since I'm not a romance reader or a writer - so what fun could I have? Surprisingly enough, I found it to be a lot of fun in a quirky, you gotta see it, kind of way. Mark and I have been unsuccessful with communicating this experience and it's wonderous qualities to our friends. They might think I'm a closet romance reader. Perhaps.
So - starting April 21st - let the romance happen.
...and I leave you with a little taste of last year's guest (who carried his own luggage thru the hotel). He's kind of angelic in this pix...
- Location:Couch
- Mood:
creative - Music:the F word intro on BBC. New Gordon Show? But he's doing something to piglets.
Anyway, by lunchtime I was glad to be back to my usual meal of half of a sandwich and ACTIVIA laced products. I had to buy them again.
Then, the email popped up.
ICE CREAM IN THE BREAK ROOM - 10 FLAVORS.
Bejeezus. Really? I screamed out - "I WILL ALWAYS BE PHAT WORKING HERE!!!"
Conversation with my co-hort after lunch:
SHE: 'So what flavor did you have?'
ME: 'you mean flavors'
SHE: looking puzzled, 'Oh, you had more than one bowl?' snickering.
ME: thpppth, 'What, no - I mixed chocolate, strawberry and butter pecan' shrug.
SHE: looking bewildered, 'oh....' walked away.
Her reaction has me wondering - doesn't everyone have a little bit of everything when offered 10 different flavors, or is a sign of an eating disorder? I would of had more flavors, but the bowls were small.
- Location:Study
- Mood: curious
- Music:Klassical
BUT, but...WTF is up with this crap? AND..I mean C-R-A-P. For THAT's all I have been doing since I consumed yogurt and sugar free chocolate pudding on Monday for lunch, by the way BOTH laced with ACTIVIA. Shhh.
I didn't listen - no, I didn't and I'm really sorry. I gave it a couple of days - let it settle a bit - ya know. Tried it again today - had my pudding with ACTIVIA inside for lunch and 2 hours later - BAMMMM - gotta go. In the ladies for about 15 minutes, and I didn't have that kind of time with deadlines and all (re: March 2nd's entry) plus I was out of balance and I really, really dislike that. For my afternoon break, I chose not to eat the yogurt.
So I feel the public service announcement about this crap should be this:
WARNING: NOT FOR PEOPLE WHO POOP DAILY. THIS IS FOR PEOPLE WHO CANT POOP AT ALL.
Somehow, I don't feel Jamie Lee's modest circling motion around her tummy in her ACTIVIA commercials describes the outcome to it's fullest extent.
Okay people - I'm back at it.
Can't say I didn't tell you so. I just did - sucka. See what happens when I'm alone? The thoughts - help me.
- Location:Kitchen
- Mood: drained
- Music:XM something or other...
Jo came over Saturday for a movie night - courtesy of the public library. We saw CHOKE and something else with the name CHARLIE in it. It was good, but hey - that was Saturday - I can't be expected to remember from that long ago.
Anyway, over our low calorie cake and coffee - Jo witnessed a domestic violence episode. Not between Mark and myself, but between Linzey and Smokie. Smokie was sitting on the corner of our couch with his pink long dog toy and my lil' Linzey jumped up and pushed him off the end, and took his pink long dog toy. He went thump on the wood floor - I ate the rest of my cake and Mark yelled at me to yell at Linzey. So - I did, but it came out weak and she knew it.
Needless to say - Sunday morning - we bought another long dog toy - this one in green. However, it doesn't soothe their rivalry or comfort my Linzey. The fighting continues. All I can think is THANK THE LORD they don't have thumbs and can't operate guns or some sort of other crude weapon. If they could, I'm sure they would use it for evil. Not for good.
So - basically - the green long dog toy - cannot calm MY agony of hearing the high pitched chirping barks from Smokie, and low growling from Linzey. She keeps the toys - yes, both of them - just at muzzle reach. It's a trap - when he goes to pull it from her. She SNAPS and growls at him harder.
So, he turns to me to fix it. He's barking right now and I'm about to suffocate him with both the pink long dog toy and the green. Now Linzey is moaning at me. Please stop - please. It was just a toy. We won't do it again. I promise.
- Location:Couch
- Mood: distressed
- Music:Smokie's whining...
Oh and I will never, ever create a list again. My last list kind of went by the wayside and I'm thinking if you plan too much - it just opens you up to a huge disappointment and eerie things happen. NO MORE LISTS.
But, I can't get away from it completely so I started to use my home outlook calendar like I do at work. So now I have reminders popping up reminding me where I should be at. Of course, since it's inception yesterday - I have revised it twice and thinking about revising it again. Ho hum. Ho hum. Needless to say it's making me a nervous wreck and I can see that I have two reminders waiting for me. The pressure leaves me breathless.
- Location:Study
- Mood:
hopeful - Music:Have no idea...
This isn't just any vacuum. It has a telescoping duster, where I stick the duster in that tube on the left, and it sucks all the dirt away. However, the most exciting piece of this machinery is....**BAM**
Behold the POWER PAW. Equipped with RISER VISOR. I attach this baby to the vac hose, and the brushes inside turn into a powerful cleaning tool like no other. I can flip the RISER VISOR and go up and down, back and forth - every which way I choose. HOW did I survive without this for so long? Why wasn't this on some infomercial? Well, I have to say that my vacuum was more than $19.95, but it wasn't a bad price and I didn't really understand what the POWER PAW could do for me until I got it home. During this afternoons test run, I stuck it on the end of the hose and saw those brushes turning around and all I could say was - AWESOME, TOTALLY AWESOME.
- Location:Clean Couch
- Mood: impressed
- Music:Dull Hummmm
mdhenry has left me alone with the dogs and my own mad thoughts for this week and I HOPE to get this chapter two outlined, written and sent off to my advisor. IF, if only I could get through the chapter 2 literature review, everything else will fall into place. So - I've mapped out this week and weekend: Tonight:
- Finish reading and writing up notes on the remaining 4 articles.
Wednesday Night:
- Finish what I began last night.
- Determine key words.
- Create outline.
- Review background piece, make sure all articles used are included in chapter 2.
- Finish outline.
- Review background piece again.
- Start writing chapter 2 - whooo hooo!
- Watch 30 Rock and The Office - um, priorities.
- Eat and either shop for essentials at Target;
- or kick some ass playing Scene It.
- Write chapter 2.
- Could be either - shut in mode/stressing out: will write some more;
- or don't give a rats ass: will bug Kevin and Jo and/or kick some ass at Scene It.
Sunday Day:
- Proof read chapter 2 - correct grammar. Wonder how I made it this far by writing sentences like that.
- Undecided - but I will have to put the garbage out and recycling.
Monday Day:
- Look at it AGAIN - possibly send off to advisor.
- Clean house
- Watch TV;
- Wait and see if Mark makes it home from Portland.
Tuesday Day:
- Help Mark and Mario make it to University Bookstore for their reading.
- Green Beer?
Wednesday Day:
- Work on chapter 1 to flow with chapter 2.
- Possibly send to advisor to take a look at it.
- Prepare to begin chapter 4.
- Collapse and veg out in front of the TV.
That's it. Seems easy enough. So, you are asking why am I on here writing this post? Get to work?! Take it easy - I'll get to it.
- Location:Couch
- Mood: excited
- Music:American Idol - MJ week, really? really..ick.
I'm also excited for the work week because of my favorite activity at work called "month end". Every first week of the month, I get to balance my complicated spreadsheets, go through all of our accounts, and decline meeting requests because I'm very, very busy. This gives me the excuse to sit in my cube and not talk to anyone. So, it really caters to my anti-social behavior.
I'm also in charge of two exciting entries that can either make or break my bosses' and CEO's day, week, and if it's "month end" and "year end" - yes, I have the power to make or break their YEAR. Ahhh, the power. You say - HOW CAN SHE STAND IT? THAT SOUNDS SO BORING?? Oh, you would be jealous if you saw my collection of pens. Yes, you would.
- Location:Forza
- Mood: calm
- Music:Three is the Perfect Number - Schoolhouse ROCK!!
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