Saturday, December 29, 2007
see ya on the flip side!
The library will be closed for the next three days so, just in case I can't get to a computer in the next couple of days.......................
pack leader
Cesar would be so proud! I am staying at a house with 4 cats, 3 dogs and 1 beta fish. If you add in Big'un from the Mouse House, that's nine animals in my tender care for another week. These new pups and kitties are very low maintenance considering how badly they outnumber me :) I stayed at the new place last night and finally got a decent night's sleep AND the use of a microwave!
All my coworkers gave me a hard time about my oven-use complaint but I don't care. That's just one of the multitudinous harmless neuroses that I live with on a daily basis. There's worse in the world, let me assure you. We see most of them here on a daily basis.
Let me reveal the extent of nerdiness and tell you about the HE-larious book I read yesterday (and I read 3 books yesterday!). Don Borchert's Free For All: Oddballs, Geeks and Gangstas in the Public Library is going to have to be one of my favorite books of the year! This man has put some serious time in on the floor and lived to tell about it. Go find this book ASAP because what they found in the book drop one day alone makes the book worth reading! Mr. Borchert does have a potty mouth on him so if your grandmother, elderly aunt or other similarly fragile sensibilitied person was once a librarian or worked in one and you think this would make the perfect gift...think again! Think wicked funny, not warm funny.
All my coworkers gave me a hard time about my oven-use complaint but I don't care. That's just one of the multitudinous harmless neuroses that I live with on a daily basis. There's worse in the world, let me assure you. We see most of them here on a daily basis.
Let me reveal the extent of nerdiness and tell you about the HE-larious book I read yesterday (and I read 3 books yesterday!). Don Borchert's Free For All: Oddballs, Geeks and Gangstas in the Public Library is going to have to be one of my favorite books of the year! This man has put some serious time in on the floor and lived to tell about it. Go find this book ASAP because what they found in the book drop one day alone makes the book worth reading! Mr. Borchert does have a potty mouth on him so if your grandmother, elderly aunt or other similarly fragile sensibilitied person was once a librarian or worked in one and you think this would make the perfect gift...think again! Think wicked funny, not warm funny.
! ! ! this just in ! ! !
PATRON (with scrap of note paper in hand): I want this book, but I don't want it right now.ME & CARRIE: *blink, blink*....um....
PATRON: I want to check it out the first week in February because that is when I plan on reading it.
Carrie turns to me, "Well, Holley?"
ME: *blink, blink*.....well, there is not a way for us to do that really. The easiest thing to do would be to give us a call mid-January and we'll pull it for you if it's here or reserve it if it's checked out. (there is a "Not Wanted Before" field on the hold form, but it doesn't work and never has. Don't ask, because I don't know.)
He took the book with him while grumbling about the possibility of it accruing overdue fines if the first week in February rolled around and he wasn't finished yet.
Ummmmm, you are not allowed to MAKE AN APPOINTMENT to check your book out, you big DA. If you don't want the book right now, hey!...don't come in for it until you are ready to read it. If you are concerned about it not being here, call ahead. It's not rocket science. Better yet, send your telepathic brainwaves over here around January 20th or so and I'll wear a foil hat and try to receive them!
finally! an interesting barbie.....
.......and it gets recalled :)
but don't despair! If you're just dying to clean up after a fake animal, try this:
but don't despair! If you're just dying to clean up after a fake animal, try this:
Thursday, December 27, 2007
beasties reloaded
so the Pig didn't carry the spiffy new no-view-no-touch mouse trap that I wanted, only the bait pellets and glue traps. I wasn't willing to risk Coriander getting into either one of those so I just picked up some frozen dinners and went on my merry way. This lady has nothing in her house except weird pastas and organic milk so I was liberal in my choices. I got back to the house and discovered this lady also has no microwave. I have to cook something in the oven which takes 4-EVER! Most of the things I bought are microwave only and I begin to see my profits for this job, when combined with the thin, uncomfortable mattress, the rodent, the grumpy cat, and the pitiful mist that passes for a shower, steadily declining.
This morning, the rodent started up at 12:57. I turned the light on hoping the little bastard would run for cover and it seemed to work at first, at least long enough for me to doze off again. Alas, sleep was not meant to be. I ended up in her daughter's room on a bunk bed, a decent one too as far as that goes, where I tossed and turned fitfully until about 6:20. It was cold in there, but at least it was quiet. A better pillow and a fan for some white noise to drown out the rodent and I may get a decent night's sleep tonight.
Somedays I really feel like retiring from petsitting all together....then I remember my fun clients and smile to think of the next time I'll see them. I'm such a pushover.
Luckily for me, an emergency job (another new client from a referral!) has come up starting tomorrow night and lasting for the same amount of time so Cori is moving to visitation and I'll be staying at the other house. They have cats AND dogs so my presence will be more of a requirement there and I'll just have to hope that it will be perfect and quiet and have a microwave and good water pressure.
afternoon ya'll!
htw
This morning, the rodent started up at 12:57. I turned the light on hoping the little bastard would run for cover and it seemed to work at first, at least long enough for me to doze off again. Alas, sleep was not meant to be. I ended up in her daughter's room on a bunk bed, a decent one too as far as that goes, where I tossed and turned fitfully until about 6:20. It was cold in there, but at least it was quiet. A better pillow and a fan for some white noise to drown out the rodent and I may get a decent night's sleep tonight.
Somedays I really feel like retiring from petsitting all together....then I remember my fun clients and smile to think of the next time I'll see them. I'm such a pushover.
Luckily for me, an emergency job (another new client from a referral!) has come up starting tomorrow night and lasting for the same amount of time so Cori is moving to visitation and I'll be staying at the other house. They have cats AND dogs so my presence will be more of a requirement there and I'll just have to hope that it will be perfect and quiet and have a microwave and good water pressure.
afternoon ya'll!
htw
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
barbers, belle chevre, and beasties
Saturday the 22nd was the paternal side of the family Christmas extravaganza and it was just delightful as usual. If there ever comes a year when my brother doesn't show up, I may just throw myself in traffic to have a good excuse not to go...I love my dad, but that side of my family just doesn't give me the warm and fuzzies, you know? Now after that, my sister-in-law invited me to go with them to my brother's mother's house (technically, he's my half-brother with dad being the shared parent). I go to alot of their family functions anyway 'cause his mom's family is nicer than our dad's...if you follow all that. I had a great time hanging out with the niece and nephew as I rarely see them. I seriously need to change that.
Sunday, I hung out at the maternal family for a while then met my friend E for a movie...that's right people! I saw Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street(if you click through for the review, it is in-depth so here's your official spoiler alert if you aren't already familiar with the storyline)! It was beautiful in a very horrible way. It was just as bloody as I'd heard it would be and, if nothing else, go see Sacha Baron Cohen's performance as the rival barber :) It's dark, sad, and leaves you with a very faint taste of iron in your mouth.
Monday I was back out at my mom's house. She had to work a half-day (yay for working at the bank!) but I had a few hours to hang out with her. Neither one of us really had the money to do any kind of big gift thing so I told her all I wanted was a decent picture of her as I don't have one. All the one's she'd given me to that point could have been mug shots and I told her so. I wanted a picture of her smiling and happy whether she was or not! I got a good one too! :) In return, I framed a picture of us that I took when we were strolling the gardens of the Anniston Natural History Museum in October. We were both well pleased with our selections and our gifts. Late afternoon, I headed over to Mrs Roomie's family Christmas at her grandmother's house like I do every year. It was a good, rollicking time as usual since she has, what is to me, a huge family. She and DH arrived late, stayed long enough to eat and watch the kids open gifts, then they left. She didn't talk much and gave me a candle for Christmas. I'll leave it at that. I left about an hour later and as I was leaving her dad gave me an extra squeeze (not in a creepy fashion, mind you, but fatherly-like) and said, "I want to thank you for being such a good friend all these years." I admit, I teared up a little and said, "Well, I'm not going anywhere. You make it sound like I'm moving away." He replied, "Well, I didn't want to let you go without saying that. We've kinda taken you for granted all these years, that you're just always going to be there. I thought you needed to hear it." It was very sweet and just what I needed to hear, but I couldn't help thinking, "Shouldn't Mrs Roomie be the one to say that?" I have spoken to her maybe 3-4 times this month and only because I call. I don't want to chase somebody down but why do I always seem to get dropped like a hot rock? There was the weasel, Mrs Roomie, and another close (I thought) friend who had no problem cutting the strings when newer pastures rolled past. Why is that, I philosophically ponder? Ah well, enough of that. On to the belle chevre and the beasties!
Tuesday was the big day! Let me tell you, if you're feeling kinda down and just blah in general, go spend Christmas with some little kids! I'd forgotten, I really had, but KT's little girls reminded me of what Christmas used to feel like when I was a kid. They don't have credit cards, budgets, vacation requests, suitcase packing, driving concerns, nothing....it's just Santa and the swag. It's magic and fun and cookies and hot chocolate and staying up just five more minutes. It made me feel like a new person, let me tell you! I don't normally enjoy alcohol infused desserts but KT made some bourbon brownies that were to die for. If the bourbon didn't do it, the bacon crazies would. A Club cracker sprinkled with parmesan cheese and wrapped in a slice of bacon, baked at 250 for 2 1/2 hours. OMG! I want some right now. KT's husband fried a turkey, we had THREE KINDS of creamy, fatty casseroles....and the Belle Chevre goat cheese! KT rolled it in olive oil and garlic pepper seasoning and we ate it on scrumptious sesame crackers. A hot guy fanning me with a palm branch could possibly have been the only thing to make this day better...and I'm not even sure about that, he may have wanted some of the goat cheese.
After I left KT's house, it was on to my new petsitting job for Coriander the geriatric cat or, as I like to call her, Big'un. I finally found the house, tired and full of goat cheese and hot cocoa as I was, and got all my crap into the house. I unpacked, watched a bit of tv, then hit the sack since I had to get up early to got to PT this morning. At 1:25am, I woke up to the sound of the cat scratching like hell on something. I tried to go back to sleep, but it was SO loud. She's old, I thought to myself, and she doesn't know me. She's probably just nervous and anxious so I'm going to be magnanimous about this. Okay, this constant scratching went ooonnnnn and ooonnnn until I couldn't stand it. Just about the time I was turning over and heading for my glasses to dispense swift justice, Big'un lumbered in from the other side of the room.
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Okay.
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If that's not Coriander in the corner building a dam,......who is?
I had a feverish 5-10 minute talk with myself where I was firmly reminded that I am afraid of spiders, not rodents. Other kinds of jointy-legged bugs, but not rodents. My stuff was not on the floor. I was fine. I just didn't feel very fine. I did manage to doze back off, but the dam building continued through the night periodically. Construction halted whenever Big'un investigated but Big'un is about 17 years old so her mousing days are very definitely over. At 6am I gave up and started my day, bleary-eyed and severely irritated. I will be going by the store on the way back and purchasing some sort of trap 2-nite! I can't deal with this for the next 10 days or Big'un will be spending some of it with visitation instead of sleepovers. That's a little unethical, but my sanity may start to be at stake here.
As for today, sssssslllllllloooooooowwwwwwww! I was a little late getting in from PT, BUT for about 5 minutes after PT, while my arm was still frozen from the icepacks and tingling from the e-stim, I had a little feeling in my index finger. I could have turned a page, tried to read Braille, anything! I was just touching random things in the car, enjoying the moment. As soon as my arm warmed back up the sensations faded away again. So sad :(
I did KT's Brown Bag program since she's still on vacay. We watched a film on the history of the number "1". Even though it was math oriented, I followed along and was entertained. I feel smarter this evening than I did this morning :)
Now, it is almost time to head back over to Big'un. As I said before, there will be some mouse traps purchased on the way and I'll hope it is simply a mouse. It sounded too big to be a mouse, but hope springs eternal. More on the mouse mania on the morrow!
evenin' ya'll!
htw
Sunday, I hung out at the maternal family for a while then met my friend E for a movie...that's right people! I saw Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street(if you click through for the review, it is in-depth so here's your official spoiler alert if you aren't already familiar with the storyline)! It was beautiful in a very horrible way. It was just as bloody as I'd heard it would be and, if nothing else, go see Sacha Baron Cohen's performance as the rival barber :) It's dark, sad, and leaves you with a very faint taste of iron in your mouth.
Monday I was back out at my mom's house. She had to work a half-day (yay for working at the bank!) but I had a few hours to hang out with her. Neither one of us really had the money to do any kind of big gift thing so I told her all I wanted was a decent picture of her as I don't have one. All the one's she'd given me to that point could have been mug shots and I told her so. I wanted a picture of her smiling and happy whether she was or not! I got a good one too! :) In return, I framed a picture of us that I took when we were strolling the gardens of the Anniston Natural History Museum in October. We were both well pleased with our selections and our gifts. Late afternoon, I headed over to Mrs Roomie's family Christmas at her grandmother's house like I do every year. It was a good, rollicking time as usual since she has, what is to me, a huge family. She and DH arrived late, stayed long enough to eat and watch the kids open gifts, then they left. She didn't talk much and gave me a candle for Christmas. I'll leave it at that. I left about an hour later and as I was leaving her dad gave me an extra squeeze (not in a creepy fashion, mind you, but fatherly-like) and said, "I want to thank you for being such a good friend all these years." I admit, I teared up a little and said, "Well, I'm not going anywhere. You make it sound like I'm moving away." He replied, "Well, I didn't want to let you go without saying that. We've kinda taken you for granted all these years, that you're just always going to be there. I thought you needed to hear it." It was very sweet and just what I needed to hear, but I couldn't help thinking, "Shouldn't Mrs Roomie be the one to say that?" I have spoken to her maybe 3-4 times this month and only because I call. I don't want to chase somebody down but why do I always seem to get dropped like a hot rock? There was the weasel, Mrs Roomie, and another close (I thought) friend who had no problem cutting the strings when newer pastures rolled past. Why is that, I philosophically ponder? Ah well, enough of that. On to the belle chevre and the beasties!
Tuesday was the big day! Let me tell you, if you're feeling kinda down and just blah in general, go spend Christmas with some little kids! I'd forgotten, I really had, but KT's little girls reminded me of what Christmas used to feel like when I was a kid. They don't have credit cards, budgets, vacation requests, suitcase packing, driving concerns, nothing....it's just Santa and the swag. It's magic and fun and cookies and hot chocolate and staying up just five more minutes. It made me feel like a new person, let me tell you! I don't normally enjoy alcohol infused desserts but KT made some bourbon brownies that were to die for. If the bourbon didn't do it, the bacon crazies would. A Club cracker sprinkled with parmesan cheese and wrapped in a slice of bacon, baked at 250 for 2 1/2 hours. OMG! I want some right now. KT's husband fried a turkey, we had THREE KINDS of creamy, fatty casseroles....and the Belle Chevre goat cheese! KT rolled it in olive oil and garlic pepper seasoning and we ate it on scrumptious sesame crackers. A hot guy fanning me with a palm branch could possibly have been the only thing to make this day better...and I'm not even sure about that, he may have wanted some of the goat cheese.
After I left KT's house, it was on to my new petsitting job for Coriander the geriatric cat or, as I like to call her, Big'un. I finally found the house, tired and full of goat cheese and hot cocoa as I was, and got all my crap into the house. I unpacked, watched a bit of tv, then hit the sack since I had to get up early to got to PT this morning. At 1:25am, I woke up to the sound of the cat scratching like hell on something. I tried to go back to sleep, but it was SO loud. She's old, I thought to myself, and she doesn't know me. She's probably just nervous and anxious so I'm going to be magnanimous about this. Okay, this constant scratching went ooonnnnn and ooonnnn until I couldn't stand it. Just about the time I was turning over and heading for my glasses to dispense swift justice, Big'un lumbered in from the other side of the room.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Okay.
.
.
.
.
.
.
If that's not Coriander in the corner building a dam,......who is?
I had a feverish 5-10 minute talk with myself where I was firmly reminded that I am afraid of spiders, not rodents. Other kinds of jointy-legged bugs, but not rodents. My stuff was not on the floor. I was fine. I just didn't feel very fine. I did manage to doze back off, but the dam building continued through the night periodically. Construction halted whenever Big'un investigated but Big'un is about 17 years old so her mousing days are very definitely over. At 6am I gave up and started my day, bleary-eyed and severely irritated. I will be going by the store on the way back and purchasing some sort of trap 2-nite! I can't deal with this for the next 10 days or Big'un will be spending some of it with visitation instead of sleepovers. That's a little unethical, but my sanity may start to be at stake here.
As for today, sssssslllllllloooooooowwwwwwww! I was a little late getting in from PT, BUT for about 5 minutes after PT, while my arm was still frozen from the icepacks and tingling from the e-stim, I had a little feeling in my index finger. I could have turned a page, tried to read Braille, anything! I was just touching random things in the car, enjoying the moment. As soon as my arm warmed back up the sensations faded away again. So sad :(
I did KT's Brown Bag program since she's still on vacay. We watched a film on the history of the number "1". Even though it was math oriented, I followed along and was entertained. I feel smarter this evening than I did this morning :)
Now, it is almost time to head back over to Big'un. As I said before, there will be some mouse traps purchased on the way and I'll hope it is simply a mouse. It sounded too big to be a mouse, but hope springs eternal. More on the mouse mania on the morrow!
evenin' ya'll!
htw
Friday, December 21, 2007
hhhhhhheeeeellllllooooooooo! ! ! ! !
If this day goes any slower it could qualify for a part as a zombie extra in the next Resident Evil flick. I can't think of a time when Daxx and I have been more bored.
paging list - done!
books shelved -mostly done!
content patrons typing away and not needing our help today - plenty!
no emails, no voice mails, no reserve cards, no new books to process...........the bareness of the work landscape today stretches on and on to the horizon. I can hardly imagine what it will be like for KT and Daxx on the morrow.
Polly asked me today what my party was like as she hadn't had a chance to read my blog and that reminded me that I forgot to mention the Christmas party I had on the 15th! I personally thought it was fantabulous! KT came with her three cute girls AND her mom and our coworker Mrs. D. My coworker Mrs. Y, beleaguered head of the circulation dept, and her husband dropped by. My dad and stepmom came over as well as my friend T and her mom and MK came with them and brought her nephew. There was an additional T as well but only one of them answers to the letter "T"! So, 15 people more or less? T, the other T, MK and T's mom brought tons of food and my kitchen was maxed out with grazing areas. I had several kinds of wine available for everyone's sipping pleasure and some yummy, warm rosemary/olive oil bread I found at wl-mrt.
My favorite new purchase this Christmas season has been the Yuletide Fire DVD. I have my choice of crackling fire, Christmas music or both right on my tv screen. No ashes, no soot, no potential tragedy like burning the house down (not from this anyway!). I sit with the Christmas tree lights as the only illumination, a glass of wine, the fake tv fire crackling and Miss Binky purring away on my lap and life doesn't get much better than that, let me tell you folks! This is really the first chance I've had to start settling in to my house as a by-myself-kinda-girl. I really thought I'd have some what-was-that-noise moments at night but I haven't! I've opened all the doors to the rooms so Bink can have her run of the place. I was sure she'd keep me up at night for a while as she got used to all the space again but nope....when bedtime comes, she cuddles up and sleeps too despite the fact that I'm SURE quite a bit of napping goes on while I'm at work :)
On the subject of getting creeped out at night, the other night I was in the kitchen making myself some dinner when a commercial came on the radio (again, I don't have cable tv and have no plans to get it in the near future) advertising this show:
The radio spot was along the lines of, "Do you ever get the feeling you're being watched? Do you ever see things moving out of the corner of your eyes." It then went on to talk about the show, then at the end of the segment, the creepy voice comes back on again and says something like, "Do you get the feeling you aren't alone?......you aren't."
I just stood there, my overactive imagination filling in every blank those market research people ever thought existed. I had to pick out an especially funny movie to counteract my predisposition to be creeped out! I guess that means it was a pretty good commercial as far as that goes then :)
afternoon ya'll!
htw
paging list - done!
books shelved -mostly done!
content patrons typing away and not needing our help today - plenty!
no emails, no voice mails, no reserve cards, no new books to process...........the bareness of the work landscape today stretches on and on to the horizon. I can hardly imagine what it will be like for KT and Daxx on the morrow.
Polly asked me today what my party was like as she hadn't had a chance to read my blog and that reminded me that I forgot to mention the Christmas party I had on the 15th! I personally thought it was fantabulous! KT came with her three cute girls AND her mom and our coworker Mrs. D. My coworker Mrs. Y, beleaguered head of the circulation dept, and her husband dropped by. My dad and stepmom came over as well as my friend T and her mom and MK came with them and brought her nephew. There was an additional T as well but only one of them answers to the letter "T"! So, 15 people more or less? T, the other T, MK and T's mom brought tons of food and my kitchen was maxed out with grazing areas. I had several kinds of wine available for everyone's sipping pleasure and some yummy, warm rosemary/olive oil bread I found at wl-mrt.
My favorite new purchase this Christmas season has been the Yuletide Fire DVD. I have my choice of crackling fire, Christmas music or both right on my tv screen. No ashes, no soot, no potential tragedy like burning the house down (not from this anyway!). I sit with the Christmas tree lights as the only illumination, a glass of wine, the fake tv fire crackling and Miss Binky purring away on my lap and life doesn't get much better than that, let me tell you folks! This is really the first chance I've had to start settling in to my house as a by-myself-kinda-girl. I really thought I'd have some what-was-that-noise moments at night but I haven't! I've opened all the doors to the rooms so Bink can have her run of the place. I was sure she'd keep me up at night for a while as she got used to all the space again but nope....when bedtime comes, she cuddles up and sleeps too despite the fact that I'm SURE quite a bit of napping goes on while I'm at work :)
On the subject of getting creeped out at night, the other night I was in the kitchen making myself some dinner when a commercial came on the radio (again, I don't have cable tv and have no plans to get it in the near future) advertising this show:
The radio spot was along the lines of, "Do you ever get the feeling you're being watched? Do you ever see things moving out of the corner of your eyes." It then went on to talk about the show, then at the end of the segment, the creepy voice comes back on again and says something like, "Do you get the feeling you aren't alone?......you aren't."
I just stood there, my overactive imagination filling in every blank those market research people ever thought existed. I had to pick out an especially funny movie to counteract my predisposition to be creeped out! I guess that means it was a pretty good commercial as far as that goes then :)
afternoon ya'll!
htw
New Year's Eve excitement
look what I'm going to see!!!!
a christmas present from my brother...I'll be going with them to the TSO concert on New Year's Eve! I am überEXCITED!
a christmas present from my brother...I'll be going with them to the TSO concert on New Year's Eve! I am überEXCITED!
Thursday, December 20, 2007
i'm not sure....
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....i can handle Jet Li and Jackie Chan in the same film but I will be giving it a good college try because this movie, The Forbidden Kingdom, looks great to me! It's due out mid-April.
a hilarious random compilation of information
I just found St. Martin's/Minotaur's (for those not in the know, St.M's/M is a book publisher) newish blog, Moments In Crime. They have guest bloggers and this was Thomas Lakeman's last post. I giggled and snickered over several of them, especially the "rejection letter" entry.
htw
htw
truth...usually stranger than fiction....yep, still is!
(via Zooillogix)
I'm not too sure why exactly this cracked me up so much, but thank goodness I don't frequent this establishment anyway :) Beware Long John Silver's Buttered Lobster Bites with real langostino lobster!
I'm not too sure why exactly this cracked me up so much, but thank goodness I don't frequent this establishment anyway :) Beware Long John Silver's Buttered Lobster Bites with real langostino lobster!
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
if it ain't broke....
(via In Cold Blog)
....why does someone always feel the need to fix it? I just want to be able to watch Cops, Scariest police chases/shootouts, and various other caught-on-tape fun! WHYYYYYY?!?
Or maybe all that stuff will still be on CourtTV when it becomes TruTV, who knows? I'll try to remain optimistic. I just feel bad for all those people who will soon be back on the job market. It seems to be a cold and ugly place to be right now.
htw
....why does someone always feel the need to fix it? I just want to be able to watch Cops, Scariest police chases/shootouts, and various other caught-on-tape fun! WHYYYYYY?!?
Or maybe all that stuff will still be on CourtTV when it becomes TruTV, who knows? I'll try to remain optimistic. I just feel bad for all those people who will soon be back on the job market. It seems to be a cold and ugly place to be right now.
htw
broken wing
okay, so it isn't broken but I wish it was...that way we could slap a cast on it and go.
I have carpal tunnel syndrome in my left hand resulting in (what to me are) massive doses of steroids and anti-inflammatory medications. We won't talk too much about the pain pill rx the doctor gave me so I can start sleeping through the night without having to get up every two hours to walk my hand like a restless infant. I felt really stupid telling him I couldn't sleep 'cause my hand was hurting. We'll see how it goes tonight.
I had PT for the first time (for my CTS anyway) this afternoon and I have two more appt's this week. If it doesn't improve I'll be headed for the knife...either a professional can do it or I will. All of my fingers are numb except my pinkie. I want to shave my head. Getting my hair washed and in a towel nearly did me in this morning, not to mention trying to get some of it in a hair doodad to get it out of my face!
anyway, pity party is over for today. Typing with one hand is tiring. We have plenty of patrons who do it and now I'll never understand why.
night ya'll!
htw
I have carpal tunnel syndrome in my left hand resulting in (what to me are) massive doses of steroids and anti-inflammatory medications. We won't talk too much about the pain pill rx the doctor gave me so I can start sleeping through the night without having to get up every two hours to walk my hand like a restless infant. I felt really stupid telling him I couldn't sleep 'cause my hand was hurting. We'll see how it goes tonight.
I had PT for the first time (for my CTS anyway) this afternoon and I have two more appt's this week. If it doesn't improve I'll be headed for the knife...either a professional can do it or I will. All of my fingers are numb except my pinkie. I want to shave my head. Getting my hair washed and in a towel nearly did me in this morning, not to mention trying to get some of it in a hair doodad to get it out of my face!
anyway, pity party is over for today. Typing with one hand is tiring. We have plenty of patrons who do it and now I'll never understand why.
night ya'll!
htw
good Google-y moogly
my latest Google bait...someone in Kuala Lumpur arrived here by googling "dream of attacked by monkeys". with the monkey situation over there, I'm not surprised.
I bet that person was surprised that this 'bama girl had blogged twice about the monkey problem in that part of the world!
htw
I bet that person was surprised that this 'bama girl had blogged twice about the monkey problem in that part of the world!
htw
Monday, December 17, 2007
v.v. interesting....
I had two people (one from Colorado, the other from Michigan) arrive at my blog after googling "bumpuses", as in the redneck neighbors from A Christmas Story! Imagine that!
WTF?
How many of you have heard about this story??? I don't know how to say anything about it without running the risk of being labeled intolerant. Have any of you read Alice Walker's Possessing the Secret of Joy? Or Margaret Atwood's The Handmaid's Tale?
I don't like fundamentalism in any flavor.
htw
I don't like fundamentalism in any flavor.
htw
del Torro dirt
by now everyone should know about my fascination with and admiration of Guillermo del Torro. Here's some dirt on his current and upcoming projects...
For instant gratification,
- El Orfanato (producer) (due out December 28th!!!)
- directing an adaptation of David Moody's novel, Hater. The movie will be called Haters.
- an adaptation of 60's spy television show The Champions (directing)
- wrote an adaptation to H.P. Lovecraft's At the Mountains of Madness (which I blogged about here)
- interested in doing another adaptation of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein
- Hellboy II (I'm kinda ambivalent about this one)
- 3993, a Spanish Civil War ghost story!!!
he did not inhale...um, eat
....you may or may not remember a post I put up back in October about a man named Jose Luis Calva. Please, feel free to refresh your memory completely here. For instant gratification, he was arrested after police found seasoned and cooked pieces of his girlfriend on a fork and plate in his house. He admitted to cooking her, but insisted that he did not actually eat any of a fellow human's flesh. Well, last Tuesday little mister innocent hung himself in his jail cell. Feeling a bit guilty I imagine....
htw
htw
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Christmas meme
(via Lesa's Book Critiques)What is your most enduring Christmas memory?
One year, after all the Santa excitement and gift opening, my Dad casually mentions that he'd like me to drive him to the store to get a newspaper. Now, being the 14 or 15 year old glazed-over-with-Christmas-goodies kid I was, it never occurred to me that 1)it was MAYBE 6:30am (I never let them sleep, even when I was too old for it to make sense otherwise) and 2)the store wasn't open. I said sure, bounded off to change out of my pj's and went outside to get the car started. There in the driveway, with a big red bow on it, was a bobcat.
One of these:
Unbeknownst to me, my parents were videotaping me out of the window. I don't remember if I said anything embarrassing, but you know all those kids pushing cars and trains around their living room floors? I was out in the yard with the real thing pushing dirt and gravel around. There may have also been some minor tree carnage on a very small scale. It was great! I loved that little machine!
Do you have a favorite piece of Christmas music?
I must admit I like most of the old stuff better. The highlights: Nat King Cole/The Christmas Song, Andy Williams/The Holiday Season, Sandra Lee/Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree, Gayla Peevey/I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas, Boston Pops/Sleigh Ride, more of the same with Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, Bing Crosby, the Carpenters.....I could go on and on!Do you stick to the old family traditions?
What family traditions? :) My aunt was an emergency room nurse before she retired a few months ago so holidays were always scheduled around her off days and very rarely celebrated on the actual calendar day. We never had any traditions to follow. My father's side of the family was usually a little more on track with "traditional" activities but we didn't always figure into those. Now, I'm usually petsitting on holidays which gives me the perfect excuse to avoid some functions I'd rather not go to and attend the ones I like. I usually go over to KT's for either Thanksgiving or Christmas, T and her mom invite me over for both AND New Year's, I hang out with my Mom hither and thither and fit the paternal side in if/when I can. That's a big paragraph just to say "no" to the question, sorry.What makes your mouth water at Christmas time?
Mrs Roomie's mom makes a scrumptious red velvet cake. I usually buy a smoked turkey and heat it up in the oven...another of my favs. If I can get another helping of stuffing at Christmas, the world is great place. I make excellent spiced pecan halves, which are coated with a yummy, crunchy mixture of evaporated milk, sugar, cinnamon and vanilla extract.How soon do you put the Christmas tree up and when do you take it down?
The tree goes up while I'm off for Thanksgiving and I take it down on or a little after New Year's. This year I'll be petsitting til' the 3rd so who knows? I love to look at it. I'd leave it up and decorate it for every holiday throughout the year if I wouldn't be labeled crazy. Besides, I've never seen MLK or Christopher Columbus decorations :)
Tag! You're it!
htw
Thursday, December 13, 2007
! ! ! this just in ! ! !
A semi-regular patron just came in with her daughter to get a book for the daughter's school assignment and I was recommending a grown-up book for her since she was so slogged down with kids-in-school syndrome. The book I recommended by the way was Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat, Pray, L0ve....ya'll should read it too if you haven't heard of it! I asked her if she'd seen the Oprah interview, she mentioned their tv went out and they haven't gotten a new one yet, I mentioned I didn't watch tv unless I was petsitting, and her eyes lit up. "You petsit?!" I admitted that I did and she told me that she'd just had a petsitter stay over that she didn't know. While the fam was gone the petsitter had her dredded-out boyfriend over and they proceeded to "christen" the house, including the patron's family heirloom 200-year old bed which they
B
R
O
K
E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She mentioned finding dredlock hair in the shower as well.
I was speechless. I had to shoo her away as she kept sharing details about the horrible-ness visited upon her by the errant petsitter.
ick.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
I will survive....maybe
I can hardly express to you what has been going on since I got home on 12/8 from petsitting. There has been some HaRd LaBoR going on at Holley's (actual) House! I have scrubbed, swept, bagged, hauled and cursed more accumulated crap than any one person should have to in one week. I'm surviving on a variety of energy drinks and quite a bit of Aleve.
I'll just start with Saturday. I asked my dad if I could borrow his "little white truck" to finish moving the big stuff that Mrs Roomie had yet to get. Now, I've seen my dad's little toy before but never really looked at it. I get over to his house to pickup the truck and it is the tiniest, itty-bittiest thing you've ever seen! The steering wheel is on the right-hand side, all the stickers and labels where in either Chinese or Japanese, and did I mention it was tiny? I'm talking about the Daihatsu Hijet, people! The next big problem.....I am WAY TOO fat to be driving this little tin can. I had to roll the window down in order to have a modicum of comfort. Everytime I squirmed I turned the windshield wipers and the blinkers on with my knees. There was an AM radio, but it didn't work so I was alone with my thoughts....and my thoughts and I had a top speed of 25 mph, excuse me, 40 kmh on the
little Hijetj's speedometer. It was a long, arduous and humiliating experience. Based on the criteria above, the amount of staring I was getting could have been based on any number of factors.
I feel compelled to mention something I witnessed on the way to my dad's house to pickup the iron maiden. I passed a house and two kids were running around outside. They must have had a Christmas program of some kind to participate in because the boy was dressed as Santa and the girl had something festive as well. I'll describe it instead of telling you since I'm sure you'll guess it along the way. She had on an obviously (hopefully) home-made full length skirt that was green down to her knees, then red with gold embroidery down to her feet. The young lady also had on a green turtleneck with a green bath towel worn poncho-style and belted with garland. She had a star on her head and gift packages attached to her shoes. That's right! She was dressed as a Christmas tree! I am SO doing that for Halloween next year!
The only time during the day that the fat girl in the little truck was not the center of attention occurred late in the afternoon. I had just dropped off a load of belongings at Mrs Roomie's new abode and got in a bit of a traffic snarl. People were out in their yards and leaning out of their cars and I figured someone had had a fenderbender or someone's dog had bit the dust. A lady with blond mall hair and a very pretty pink sweater was marching purposefully down the road past 4 or 5 guys who were conferring about something. She walked out into the road and I lost sight of her because of the cars in front of me. She appeared quite quickly on the other side of the road pulling a dead goat by the horn. Someone had run over it and it took a blond in a pink sweater to just grab it and drag it out of the road. The men looked on admiringly, as if they wished they'd thought of that.
On the philosophical/esoteric side of that day's happenings, I was driving back to the petsitting gig so the dogs could have a last potty break before their mom got home. It was very nearly dark and I could see something small running down the side of the interstate. With visions of sweaters and goats running through my head, I began to honk my horn to scare the creature into the trees (and hopefully not into traffic). The little beast paid me no heed but continued pellmell down the shoulder. When I got close enough to identify the species of creature so enjoying the taunting of death, I discovered it was a witches' hat blowing down the road. New glasses, perhaps?
Yesterday I wrote a note to myself to blog about something a patron had done that annoyed me then promptly forgot about it...like I do. I found the note when I got to work today and it reminded me of the situation but I was no longer annoyed at the patron. They had asked me where Philip Margolin's books would be. I said they would be in the fiction in the "M" section (seemed pretty straightforward to me) under Margolin. The patron pointed at the aisle which is designated "K-M" on one side and "M-R" on the other and said, "So M will be down that aisle there?" That annoyed me, because I'd just showed him where the M's were not to mention the fact that he was in his 40's and should damn well know where M falls in the alphabet. In my note however, this is what I wrote,"...in the M's, down that I'll there..." I'm just as ignorant as the next person I suppose. Speaking of suppose, one of my regular freak brigade came in and wanted to know about the teen who was "supposively" killed in a car accident over the weekend. She knows I don't live around here. I live 47 miles away. How am I supposed to know what goes on here during the weekend, especially one I haven't worked?
Today's endeavors were legion. I made two trips with stuff over to Mrs Roomie's new abode, she and her nephew are supposed to come pick up the VERY LAST bit of her stuff tonight while I'm a work, I put my new coffee table and end tables together, cleaned the laundry room, put up hardware and a new shower curtain in the (now) guest bathroom.....All that's left to do before the big party on Saturday is just windowdressing. I'm in the homestretch and the house looks great! Not to mention I finally let Binky out and she has been having the best time rediscovering the rest of the house. She has systematically napped on all of the new furniture and I am thrilled with that!
I have usually been getting home from work and cleaning until midnight or 1am but my mom has to have some tests done tomorrow and we have to be at the doctors at 7:30am. If you imagine the doctor, my mom, and me as the points on an equilateral triangle, I have to leave my house at 5:30 to pick her up at 6:30 to get to the hospital at 7:30...but I like watching the sun come up with a cup of coffee in my hand and the sound of the road beneath my tires.
Okay, that bit of corniness signals that it is late, we still have 30 minutes til closing, and that I have obviously run out of things to share :) Thanks for hanging in there (if you did!)
evenin' ya'll!
htw
I'll just start with Saturday. I asked my dad if I could borrow his "little white truck" to finish moving the big stuff that Mrs Roomie had yet to get. Now, I've seen my dad's little toy before but never really looked at it. I get over to his house to pickup the truck and it is the tiniest, itty-bittiest thing you've ever seen! The steering wheel is on the right-hand side, all the stickers and labels where in either Chinese or Japanese, and did I mention it was tiny? I'm talking about the Daihatsu Hijet, people! The next big problem.....I am WAY TOO fat to be driving this little tin can. I had to roll the window down in order to have a modicum of comfort. Everytime I squirmed I turned the windshield wipers and the blinkers on with my knees. There was an AM radio, but it didn't work so I was alone with my thoughts....and my thoughts and I had a top speed of 25 mph, excuse me, 40 kmh on the
little Hijetj's speedometer. It was a long, arduous and humiliating experience. Based on the criteria above, the amount of staring I was getting could have been based on any number of factors.I feel compelled to mention something I witnessed on the way to my dad's house to pickup the iron maiden. I passed a house and two kids were running around outside. They must have had a Christmas program of some kind to participate in because the boy was dressed as Santa and the girl had something festive as well. I'll describe it instead of telling you since I'm sure you'll guess it along the way. She had on an obviously (hopefully) home-made full length skirt that was green down to her knees, then red with gold embroidery down to her feet. The young lady also had on a green turtleneck with a green bath towel worn poncho-style and belted with garland. She had a star on her head and gift packages attached to her shoes. That's right! She was dressed as a Christmas tree! I am SO doing that for Halloween next year!
The only time during the day that the fat girl in the little truck was not the center of attention occurred late in the afternoon. I had just dropped off a load of belongings at Mrs Roomie's new abode and got in a bit of a traffic snarl. People were out in their yards and leaning out of their cars and I figured someone had had a fenderbender or someone's dog had bit the dust. A lady with blond mall hair and a very pretty pink sweater was marching purposefully down the road past 4 or 5 guys who were conferring about something. She walked out into the road and I lost sight of her because of the cars in front of me. She appeared quite quickly on the other side of the road pulling a dead goat by the horn. Someone had run over it and it took a blond in a pink sweater to just grab it and drag it out of the road. The men looked on admiringly, as if they wished they'd thought of that.
On the philosophical/esoteric side of that day's happenings, I was driving back to the petsitting gig so the dogs could have a last potty break before their mom got home. It was very nearly dark and I could see something small running down the side of the interstate. With visions of sweaters and goats running through my head, I began to honk my horn to scare the creature into the trees (and hopefully not into traffic). The little beast paid me no heed but continued pellmell down the shoulder. When I got close enough to identify the species of creature so enjoying the taunting of death, I discovered it was a witches' hat blowing down the road. New glasses, perhaps?
Yesterday I wrote a note to myself to blog about something a patron had done that annoyed me then promptly forgot about it...like I do. I found the note when I got to work today and it reminded me of the situation but I was no longer annoyed at the patron. They had asked me where Philip Margolin's books would be. I said they would be in the fiction in the "M" section (seemed pretty straightforward to me) under Margolin. The patron pointed at the aisle which is designated "K-M" on one side and "M-R" on the other and said, "So M will be down that aisle there?" That annoyed me, because I'd just showed him where the M's were not to mention the fact that he was in his 40's and should damn well know where M falls in the alphabet. In my note however, this is what I wrote,"...in the M's, down that I'll there..." I'm just as ignorant as the next person I suppose. Speaking of suppose, one of my regular freak brigade came in and wanted to know about the teen who was "supposively" killed in a car accident over the weekend. She knows I don't live around here. I live 47 miles away. How am I supposed to know what goes on here during the weekend, especially one I haven't worked?
Today's endeavors were legion. I made two trips with stuff over to Mrs Roomie's new abode, she and her nephew are supposed to come pick up the VERY LAST bit of her stuff tonight while I'm a work, I put my new coffee table and end tables together, cleaned the laundry room, put up hardware and a new shower curtain in the (now) guest bathroom.....All that's left to do before the big party on Saturday is just windowdressing. I'm in the homestretch and the house looks great! Not to mention I finally let Binky out and she has been having the best time rediscovering the rest of the house. She has systematically napped on all of the new furniture and I am thrilled with that!
I have usually been getting home from work and cleaning until midnight or 1am but my mom has to have some tests done tomorrow and we have to be at the doctors at 7:30am. If you imagine the doctor, my mom, and me as the points on an equilateral triangle, I have to leave my house at 5:30 to pick her up at 6:30 to get to the hospital at 7:30...but I like watching the sun come up with a cup of coffee in my hand and the sound of the road beneath my tires.
Okay, that bit of corniness signals that it is late, we still have 30 minutes til closing, and that I have obviously run out of things to share :) Thanks for hanging in there (if you did!)
evenin' ya'll!
htw
an accent on quizzes
hardy har har :)
Where do they come up with that? I most assuredly don't call carbonated drinks "pop". Like any good southerner, I'd ask if you wanted a Coke. If you say yes, I'll ask you what kind.
:)
That's the way it is, live with it.
Where do they come up with that? I most assuredly don't call carbonated drinks "pop". Like any good southerner, I'd ask if you wanted a Coke. If you say yes, I'll ask you what kind.
:)
That's the way it is, live with it.
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Friday, December 7, 2007
WTF?
(via Zooillogix)
so some wanker vet in Ohio couldn't diagnose an ear infection and a rare Siberian tiger cub almost goes night-night because they think she has a tumor/brain infection.....
fortunately for little Simba, former SPCA officer and all-around rich guy Larry Wallach swoops in, gets a CAT scan for little Simba and the tiger version of a Z-pack clears up the problem.
sheesh....
I too care about needy apples...
;-D
htw
so some wanker vet in Ohio couldn't diagnose an ear infection and a rare Siberian tiger cub almost goes night-night because they think she has a tumor/brain infection.....
fortunately for little Simba, former SPCA officer and all-around rich guy Larry Wallach swoops in, gets a CAT scan for little Simba and the tiger version of a Z-pack clears up the problem.
sheesh....
I too care about needy apples...
;-D
htw
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
tired...sleepy....feet hurting....
After work (6pm for today) I made the 47 mile trek back to the house and muscled 2 recliners and a queen mattress and boxsprings out into the yard for Hannah Home to pick up tomorrow. I put them on plastic and did my best to cover them with plastic and copious amounts of tape but it's awfully windy tonight so who knows what it will look like when they get there tomorrow. I tried to find some service to come and pick them up while I was home but it didn't happen. The recliners weren't as difficult to get out as I had imagined them to be. I just turned them onto their sides and slid them across the carpet and down the stairs into the yard. Same for the mattress and boxsprings. People were slowing down as they passed the house so it must have been quite a spectacle indeed.
I spoke to my dad on the way home and he was concerned that I had no help but that is single/only child-life for you...I didn't have any help so I did it as best I could and made every effort not to hurt myself. I believe I was successful but I'll know for sure in the morning :) It must have been a pretty good workout at least because I'm quite sleepy right now. Oh yeah, that could be because these two sweet puppies try to get me up at 4:30-5am.....I shut 'em down this morning and told them to go back to bed, I wasn't getting up to feed them at dark thirty in the morning. They can eat in the daylight with the rest of us.
My first full day back at work, since the waspy wedding and the plague, was JUMPIN'! The phone rang off the hook and there was a couple of hours there where I had the phones going and 2 or 3 people in line at all times. Somebody must have put up a sign outside the library.
I tried to get the school Assignment Alert displays updated and the new fiction display out but just couldn't get the time in edgewise to do it. I'm veering away from the holiday book display this year and putting out mysteries...Sue Grafton read-a-likes actually. I don't care for her books but plenty of people do and I figure these will go like hotcakes while everyone is waiting their turn for T is for Trespass. I've said it before and I'll say it again: At least her reign of terror will end at Z. They are pretty easy to shelve, I guess.
I mentioned to my coworker CC today that I have been overdosing on HGTV this petsitting stint. I can't seem to locate Animal Planet or The Discovery Channel with any regularity but I can watch enough redecorating and flipping shows to reeducate myself as a realtor if I so chose. I keep hoping I'll see something I might be able to apply to my own abode but so far it hasn't happened. Ah well, hope springs eternal!
I have Saturday planned as the mass exodus for everything in the house that isn't staying. I'll have to remember to contact Mrs Roomie on the morrow to let her know she needs to come get anything else she wants to keep because Hannah Home is getting the rest on S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y, no exceptions (I say that now, she'll probably cow me into holding on to some of it). I want to have a Christmas party next weekend so I've got to get the house as spotless as possible so I can do all the holiday decorating I want to do with my bachelorette pad! Yeah, right.
anyway, evenin' ya'll!
htw
I spoke to my dad on the way home and he was concerned that I had no help but that is single/only child-life for you...I didn't have any help so I did it as best I could and made every effort not to hurt myself. I believe I was successful but I'll know for sure in the morning :) It must have been a pretty good workout at least because I'm quite sleepy right now. Oh yeah, that could be because these two sweet puppies try to get me up at 4:30-5am.....I shut 'em down this morning and told them to go back to bed, I wasn't getting up to feed them at dark thirty in the morning. They can eat in the daylight with the rest of us.
My first full day back at work, since the waspy wedding and the plague, was JUMPIN'! The phone rang off the hook and there was a couple of hours there where I had the phones going and 2 or 3 people in line at all times. Somebody must have put up a sign outside the library.
I tried to get the school Assignment Alert displays updated and the new fiction display out but just couldn't get the time in edgewise to do it. I'm veering away from the holiday book display this year and putting out mysteries...Sue Grafton read-a-likes actually. I don't care for her books but plenty of people do and I figure these will go like hotcakes while everyone is waiting their turn for T is for Trespass. I've said it before and I'll say it again: At least her reign of terror will end at Z. They are pretty easy to shelve, I guess.
I mentioned to my coworker CC today that I have been overdosing on HGTV this petsitting stint. I can't seem to locate Animal Planet or The Discovery Channel with any regularity but I can watch enough redecorating and flipping shows to reeducate myself as a realtor if I so chose. I keep hoping I'll see something I might be able to apply to my own abode but so far it hasn't happened. Ah well, hope springs eternal!
I have Saturday planned as the mass exodus for everything in the house that isn't staying. I'll have to remember to contact Mrs Roomie on the morrow to let her know she needs to come get anything else she wants to keep because Hannah Home is getting the rest on S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y, no exceptions (I say that now, she'll probably cow me into holding on to some of it). I want to have a Christmas party next weekend so I've got to get the house as spotless as possible so I can do all the holiday decorating I want to do with my bachelorette pad! Yeah, right.
anyway, evenin' ya'll!
htw
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
yay!
Folks, today my front door was up to the task! I have a new living room! I had to scurry out to work right after the delivery men left so I didn't get to push and shove everything to where I wanted it PLUS they did not assemble my end tables and cocktail table so they are just in boxes in the middle of the floor. I get through with this petsitting job Sat night so I'll get it all put together then. I can hardly wait to see what it looks like all set out and arranged.
I still have SO much cleaning to do! Everything I've kept from the first round of clearing out is shoved into one corner of the living room and it looks terrible. I'm waiting until Mrs Roomie can collect the rest of her things because there are some big furniture items that I plan on using in the extra rooms. I hate being away from home right now when I could be getting so much done!
Mrs Roomie got a bunch of her stuff last night, plus her kitties so the house was strangely quiet and empty when I got there this morning to begin preparing for the furniture. I've complained about her kitties' horrible litter box habits before and I feel duly vindicated when I say that the horrible odor that usually greets me at the front door was no where in evidence this morning! It's Mrs Roomie's DH's problem now....bwwahahahahaha! I just can't stand litter box odor! If the whole world would use Feline Pine, no one would have to endure it ever again! I discovered this wonderful product during my stint as a kennel tech at Riverview Animal Clinic. What a sanity saver when a vet clinic is boarding about 20 cats at a time :)
I've decided not to let Binky out into the rest of the house until I can get all the piles of belongings squared away. I don't know where/what the other two have used as a toilet and don't want her marking anything in a fit of temper so I'll just wait until I've gotten all that cleaned up. I don't think she would do that anyway, but why tempt fate?
I've had people ask before about what I do with Bink while I'm away petsitting and I'll tell you that she's a pretty self-sufficient girl. I have a feeder that holds about 4lbs of food and and a bubbling water bowl that holds about a gallon of water. I throw some extra toys (read: balled up paper...her fav!) in the floor and she's good to go. I try to get by at least once if I'm going to be gone longer than a week, but other than that I have to trust her on her own. I admit that she likes my absences less and less as she gets older (and she's quite vocal about it too!) and I'm dealing with that as I can by coming by more often during my longer jobs. I foresee a time when I won't be able to leave her by herself for very long at all but I figure I'll jump off that bridge when I come to it.
I still have SO much cleaning to do! Everything I've kept from the first round of clearing out is shoved into one corner of the living room and it looks terrible. I'm waiting until Mrs Roomie can collect the rest of her things because there are some big furniture items that I plan on using in the extra rooms. I hate being away from home right now when I could be getting so much done!
Mrs Roomie got a bunch of her stuff last night, plus her kitties so the house was strangely quiet and empty when I got there this morning to begin preparing for the furniture. I've complained about her kitties' horrible litter box habits before and I feel duly vindicated when I say that the horrible odor that usually greets me at the front door was no where in evidence this morning! It's Mrs Roomie's DH's problem now....bwwahahahahaha! I just can't stand litter box odor! If the whole world would use Feline Pine, no one would have to endure it ever again! I discovered this wonderful product during my stint as a kennel tech at Riverview Animal Clinic. What a sanity saver when a vet clinic is boarding about 20 cats at a time :)
I've decided not to let Binky out into the rest of the house until I can get all the piles of belongings squared away. I don't know where/what the other two have used as a toilet and don't want her marking anything in a fit of temper so I'll just wait until I've gotten all that cleaned up. I don't think she would do that anyway, but why tempt fate?
I've had people ask before about what I do with Bink while I'm away petsitting and I'll tell you that she's a pretty self-sufficient girl. I have a feeder that holds about 4lbs of food and and a bubbling water bowl that holds about a gallon of water. I throw some extra toys (read: balled up paper...her fav!) in the floor and she's good to go. I try to get by at least once if I'm going to be gone longer than a week, but other than that I have to trust her on her own. I admit that she likes my absences less and less as she gets older (and she's quite vocal about it too!) and I'm dealing with that as I can by coming by more often during my longer jobs. I foresee a time when I won't be able to leave her by herself for very long at all but I figure I'll jump off that bridge when I come to it.
Monday, December 3, 2007
the year in review
I stole this meme from the Book Diva, who stole it in turn from her friend Angela. You make a post of the 1st sentence of the first post of every month from the year and it is a sort of geological strata, if you will, of your blog's year. Without further ado.....
JANUARY--I hope the New Year finds all of my friends and family hearty and hale!
FEBRUARY--I'm back!
MARCH--Thanks to everyone who made my birthday great!
APRIL--So my young friend WV came in to the library tonight and worked on his math homework.
MAY--check out these photos of some of the crazy things living in our oceans.
JUNE--That's what I thought too!
JULY--I cruised in to work today, sipping my coffee, munching on my Nutri-grain waffle PB sandwich, tapping my fingers and nodding my head to the oh-so gentle notes of Rammstein issuing from my car speakers, thinking there's no school today....................................or tomorrow.........................................or next week.......................................or next month
AUGUST--Someone rants about the postumous and co-authoring publication trend...Robert Ludlum has been publishing like mad despite the fact that he died about 6 years ago.
SEPTEMBER--.....and I will shortly be taking my sick @$$ to the doctor, hopefully this afternoon.
OCTOBER--the spend no $ mantra falls dead in the face of selfishness
NOVEMBER--. . . . that Katie has now been tapped into the Anita Blake fan club!
DECEMBER--I had such high hopes for going to bed early.
Have you learned anything about me other than I whine and complain quite a bit???? I think my opening sentences need some work. That will be one of my New Year's Resolutions....better opening sentences on my blog posts :)
evenin' ya'll!
htw
JANUARY--I hope the New Year finds all of my friends and family hearty and hale!
FEBRUARY--I'm back!
MARCH--Thanks to everyone who made my birthday great!
APRIL--So my young friend WV came in to the library tonight and worked on his math homework.
MAY--check out these photos of some of the crazy things living in our oceans.
JUNE--That's what I thought too!
JULY--I cruised in to work today, sipping my coffee, munching on my Nutri-grain waffle PB sandwich, tapping my fingers and nodding my head to the oh-so gentle notes of Rammstein issuing from my car speakers, thinking there's no school today....................................or tomorrow.........................................or next week.......................................or next month
AUGUST--Someone rants about the postumous and co-authoring publication trend...Robert Ludlum has been publishing like mad despite the fact that he died about 6 years ago.
SEPTEMBER--.....and I will shortly be taking my sick @$$ to the doctor, hopefully this afternoon.
OCTOBER--the spend no $ mantra falls dead in the face of selfishness
NOVEMBER--. . . . that Katie has now been tapped into the Anita Blake fan club!
DECEMBER--I had such high hopes for going to bed early.
Have you learned anything about me other than I whine and complain quite a bit???? I think my opening sentences need some work. That will be one of my New Year's Resolutions....better opening sentences on my blog posts :)
evenin' ya'll!
htw
definitely on the mend!
the plague is abating! I have the use of most of both my nostrils now and am not constantly expelling stuff (sorry for the gross factor!). I have some fevery-type moments at night but am feeling pretty strong during the day. Tomorrow is Furniture Attempt #2 and I am on tenterhooks wondering if the stupid couch will fit through the door this time. But enough of that! It will fit, I measured!
I was reading KT's blog and she is having some holiday harried-ness :(
I feel somewhat responsible for that as I have been off work since last Tuesday, but I start back tomorrow at 5 so I can pickup up my slack and help take some of the pressure off of her hopefully.
Finally talked to Mrs Roomie today and she seems in pretty good spirits. We crossed paths at the house as I was leaving to come back over here to the pet sitting gig and she was picking up her pets to take them to her house as well as move another couple of loads of her stuff over there. I'm not putting any pressure on her at this point to have her stuff out by any certain time. Hey, I'm not there right now anyway and won't be back til Sat night so she's got plenty of time.
I'm going to have to rent a carpet cleaner of some kind and shampoo the carpets in her rooms as her cats have done a real number with their sloppy litter box habits. Not everyone can be as neat and clean as my Binky I suppose but I don't think a simple vacuuming will do the job. I want that smell O-U-T of the house.
Speaking of stinky pets, every time I come over here Tucker has the most horrible gas! I don't know how J stands it. Whew! ......ah, the glamour pet sitting life!
evenin' ya'll!
htw
I was reading KT's blog and she is having some holiday harried-ness :(
I feel somewhat responsible for that as I have been off work since last Tuesday, but I start back tomorrow at 5 so I can pickup up my slack and help take some of the pressure off of her hopefully.
Finally talked to Mrs Roomie today and she seems in pretty good spirits. We crossed paths at the house as I was leaving to come back over here to the pet sitting gig and she was picking up her pets to take them to her house as well as move another couple of loads of her stuff over there. I'm not putting any pressure on her at this point to have her stuff out by any certain time. Hey, I'm not there right now anyway and won't be back til Sat night so she's got plenty of time.
I'm going to have to rent a carpet cleaner of some kind and shampoo the carpets in her rooms as her cats have done a real number with their sloppy litter box habits. Not everyone can be as neat and clean as my Binky I suppose but I don't think a simple vacuuming will do the job. I want that smell O-U-T of the house.
Speaking of stinky pets, every time I come over here Tucker has the most horrible gas! I don't know how J stands it. Whew! ......ah, the glamour pet sitting life!
evenin' ya'll!
htw
Saturday, December 1, 2007
holley, the near-zombie
I had such high hopes for going to bed early. I had a nice invite from KT for butterscotch schnapps's, conversation and Christmas tree observation and I turned it down because I am exhausted. But here I am, unable to get to sleep....
Well, Roomie is a Mrs now and is spending the night with her new DH at the Tutwiller Hotel in Bham. She was a beautiful bride and a massive bridezilla today. Snapping and occasionally yelling at me or completely ignoring me. Now, I am trying to keep in mind that this was her day and it had nothing to do with me but I still got my feelings hurt. As KT told me earlier when I was sniffling at her on the phone, Roomie does have a tendency toward being somewhat selfish on occasion. I helped her into her dress and then her feet got cold so I sat down in the floor to put her slippers on. All that poofy stuff in the slip prevented her from even seeing her feet much less getting shoes on. Well, while I was doing that she turned to look at herself in the mirror and her dress brushed up against my somewhat heavily tarted up face. Instant crisis! There is now a light makeup mark on the dress. "Put some water on that! That has to come out! Put some soap on it! Will it leave a mark!" So while I'm already in the floor, I then begin to spot wash her dress. Someone brought me a hair dryer and the crisis was narrowly avoided. She got finished getting dressed and then everyone one disappeared.
I am still in my pajama top and lounging pants, the bathroom is a wreck, Roomie left all her clothes all over the place and now I have to get dressed. No help, no assistance, nothing. Everyone was gone. Strapless bras are not the most easily accessible little bastards either let me tell you. I couldn't find anyone to zip me up so I just walked around the church with my bra and fat rolls hanging out until I could find someone to do me the honor.
I learned yesterday that I was among the "family and friends" nominated to clean up. Now, I've been sick for a week. I've practically been freebasing Sudafed so I would hopefully (and I was successful I might add) not be sniffling and sneezing through her wedding. I have had a fever all day. We had to be at the hairdressers at 8:30am, pictures at 10:30 (didn't happen), wedding at 2pm, by 4:30 I'm clearing tables, wiping counters and putting up food in my dress and my feet are about to fall off screaming in pain. I finally got to change then mopped and loaded cars until 5pm.
I love my friend. I'm am thrilled that she looked so pretty and her DH was so excited by the wedding. I was miserable and I don't think she treated me very well today. Is this the normal maid-of-honor/bridesmaid experience? Am I whining for nothing? I know I need to get over it and I will, but it's early yet and I can't guarantee that ya'll won't have to endure more complaining over this from me in the future but I do promise to try...really I do.
Okay, I'm going to have another go at sleep now.
htw
Well, Roomie is a Mrs now and is spending the night with her new DH at the Tutwiller Hotel in Bham. She was a beautiful bride and a massive bridezilla today. Snapping and occasionally yelling at me or completely ignoring me. Now, I am trying to keep in mind that this was her day and it had nothing to do with me but I still got my feelings hurt. As KT told me earlier when I was sniffling at her on the phone, Roomie does have a tendency toward being somewhat selfish on occasion. I helped her into her dress and then her feet got cold so I sat down in the floor to put her slippers on. All that poofy stuff in the slip prevented her from even seeing her feet much less getting shoes on. Well, while I was doing that she turned to look at herself in the mirror and her dress brushed up against my somewhat heavily tarted up face. Instant crisis! There is now a light makeup mark on the dress. "Put some water on that! That has to come out! Put some soap on it! Will it leave a mark!" So while I'm already in the floor, I then begin to spot wash her dress. Someone brought me a hair dryer and the crisis was narrowly avoided. She got finished getting dressed and then everyone one disappeared.
I am still in my pajama top and lounging pants, the bathroom is a wreck, Roomie left all her clothes all over the place and now I have to get dressed. No help, no assistance, nothing. Everyone was gone. Strapless bras are not the most easily accessible little bastards either let me tell you. I couldn't find anyone to zip me up so I just walked around the church with my bra and fat rolls hanging out until I could find someone to do me the honor.
I learned yesterday that I was among the "family and friends" nominated to clean up. Now, I've been sick for a week. I've practically been freebasing Sudafed so I would hopefully (and I was successful I might add) not be sniffling and sneezing through her wedding. I have had a fever all day. We had to be at the hairdressers at 8:30am, pictures at 10:30 (didn't happen), wedding at 2pm, by 4:30 I'm clearing tables, wiping counters and putting up food in my dress and my feet are about to fall off screaming in pain. I finally got to change then mopped and loaded cars until 5pm.
I love my friend. I'm am thrilled that she looked so pretty and her DH was so excited by the wedding. I was miserable and I don't think she treated me very well today. Is this the normal maid-of-honor/bridesmaid experience? Am I whining for nothing? I know I need to get over it and I will, but it's early yet and I can't guarantee that ya'll won't have to endure more complaining over this from me in the future but I do promise to try...really I do.
Okay, I'm going to have another go at sleep now.
htw
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
sad goodbyes
Last night, I went to J's house to drop off my key, collect my petsitting pay and say goodbye to Dixie and Belle. They will be moving away sometime in the next 2 or 3 days. I'd like to say we had a nice visit but I started blubbering and had to make a quick getaway because I was embarrassed for myself. J was very nice about it and said that they'd miss me. I hope none of my other petsitting clients move away or subcumb to illness or anything like that ANYTIME soon because I need a break from sadness at the moment!
extended absence
I will be off work (at the library, at least) until Monday as Roomie's nuptials are on Saturday. I will be running errands for her and just being a general (or make that General) flunky since she has no time off from work. KT has asked for all the morbid details of my little 5-day adventure but I don't know how much of that I'll be able to deliver since I'm sans internet at home. I will try to get to an internet workstation somehow during my time off so KT won't be on pins and needles waiting :)
Monday, November 26, 2007
Monday update
Here's hoping everyone had a great Thanksgiving weekend! If you don't celebrate Thanksgiving, I hope you had a great weekend anyway!
I am still recovering from sectional sofa trauma. I did go into R-t-G Saturday and pick out another living room suit that will hopefully fit through my #!#*^$^%^ 31 inch wide front door :) We'll see on Tuesday....
Thanksgiving was nice and uneventful for me. I went over to my Mom's house (no more moving-in pressure from her, thank goodness) and watched her cook for a while then we ate lunch. Cornish hens, dressing, cranberry sauce, Sister Schubert's yeast rolls and pecan pie. It was a pretty modest spread by usual Thanksgiving standards but I figured it just provided less opportunity for extreme overindulgence. I left Mom's and visited my friend T and her mom for a little while. Several of my other friends were already there and then we had a treat when my friend A and her husband dropped by with their new baby, their first. Little N was as cute as a button and seemed to enjoy meeting all the new people and sitting in their laps. As cute as she was though, I still sat her in my lap, looked deep into her little liquid baby eyes and felt no desire whatsoever for any of my own.
The Day After Thanksgiving found me freezing my @$$ off at 4am standing in line at JC Penny for a pre-lit tree. Not only were there none left at 4:03 when I got to the disply, but the display model set out was capital U-G-L-Y and I wouldn't have bought it anyway. I decided to head down to Circuit City for my big girl tv, WHICH I DIDN'T GET after standing out in the cold for 45 minutes! The man in front of me got the last one. I traveled over to K-m to try for one of theirs, froze my @$$ off for another 45 min and didn't get one there either. Finally, in disgust, I went and got breakfast (and lots of coffee) at IHOP before heading back to my petsitting house and piling back up in the bed for a well-deserved nap.
I did end up getting a tv on Saturday, though not at the same great price. I have hooked it up and watched several movies and it is grand. The people on the screen look so BIG! They are like lifesize AND you can read the credits or the intro material some movies have. I usually have to go stand next to the tv if I want that kind of info...exciting stuff!!!
Yesterday, Roomie had her wedding shower so there was punch, cake and little sandwiches had by all. She got a ton of nice swag for her new house, including a pre-lit Christmas Tree! She and the future hubby plan to put it up Tuesday. I put up mine yesterday with Roomie's assistance for the last time. We both got a little teary-eyed, not like her new house is not 5 minutes down the road and her DH won't be calling going, "Is my wife there? Could you send her back home?" I'm beginning to get sad and have some random teary-eyed moments. We've been best friends for 18 years and roommates for 6-7 years. I'm just trying to adjust to not having her friendship to myself anymore. I just hope I don't have a crying jag during the wedding. She's already said she'll be crying and if she's crying, I'll be crying so it's waterproof mascara all around!
Another parting-is-such-sweet-sorrow moment: I'm losing another petsitting client, make that two!! Not to illness this time thank goodness, but Dixie and Belle (oh yeah, the owner too) are moving away Wednesday! Dixie is one of my top favorite dogs to take care of and I'm going to miss her something terrible :( I'm going over to their house briefly this evening to drop off my key, pick up payment for my last job and say goodbye. So sad...
Alright! 6pm has arrived and I'm headed home!
evenin' ya'll
htw
I am still recovering from sectional sofa trauma. I did go into R-t-G Saturday and pick out another living room suit that will hopefully fit through my #!#*^$^%^ 31 inch wide front door :) We'll see on Tuesday....
Thanksgiving was nice and uneventful for me. I went over to my Mom's house (no more moving-in pressure from her, thank goodness) and watched her cook for a while then we ate lunch. Cornish hens, dressing, cranberry sauce, Sister Schubert's yeast rolls and pecan pie. It was a pretty modest spread by usual Thanksgiving standards but I figured it just provided less opportunity for extreme overindulgence. I left Mom's and visited my friend T and her mom for a little while. Several of my other friends were already there and then we had a treat when my friend A and her husband dropped by with their new baby, their first. Little N was as cute as a button and seemed to enjoy meeting all the new people and sitting in their laps. As cute as she was though, I still sat her in my lap, looked deep into her little liquid baby eyes and felt no desire whatsoever for any of my own.
The Day After Thanksgiving found me freezing my @$$ off at 4am standing in line at JC Penny for a pre-lit tree. Not only were there none left at 4:03 when I got to the disply, but the display model set out was capital U-G-L-Y and I wouldn't have bought it anyway. I decided to head down to Circuit City for my big girl tv, WHICH I DIDN'T GET after standing out in the cold for 45 minutes! The man in front of me got the last one. I traveled over to K-m to try for one of theirs, froze my @$$ off for another 45 min and didn't get one there either. Finally, in disgust, I went and got breakfast (and lots of coffee) at IHOP before heading back to my petsitting house and piling back up in the bed for a well-deserved nap.
I did end up getting a tv on Saturday, though not at the same great price. I have hooked it up and watched several movies and it is grand. The people on the screen look so BIG! They are like lifesize AND you can read the credits or the intro material some movies have. I usually have to go stand next to the tv if I want that kind of info...exciting stuff!!!
Yesterday, Roomie had her wedding shower so there was punch, cake and little sandwiches had by all. She got a ton of nice swag for her new house, including a pre-lit Christmas Tree! She and the future hubby plan to put it up Tuesday. I put up mine yesterday with Roomie's assistance for the last time. We both got a little teary-eyed, not like her new house is not 5 minutes down the road and her DH won't be calling going, "Is my wife there? Could you send her back home?" I'm beginning to get sad and have some random teary-eyed moments. We've been best friends for 18 years and roommates for 6-7 years. I'm just trying to adjust to not having her friendship to myself anymore. I just hope I don't have a crying jag during the wedding. She's already said she'll be crying and if she's crying, I'll be crying so it's waterproof mascara all around!
Another parting-is-such-sweet-sorrow moment: I'm losing another petsitting client, make that two!! Not to illness this time thank goodness, but Dixie and Belle (oh yeah, the owner too) are moving away Wednesday! Dixie is one of my top favorite dogs to take care of and I'm going to miss her something terrible :( I'm going over to their house briefly this evening to drop off my key, pick up payment for my last job and say goodbye. So sad...
Alright! 6pm has arrived and I'm headed home!
evenin' ya'll
htw
Daft Punk
I'v never heard of them but I have become enchanted by this little song....so fun! Also, I wonder how long it took these two young ladies to get this routine down???
(via @ The Library)
(via @ The Library)
i covet...
the new Amazon Kindle! Unfortunately it's $400 :(
It'll be awhile before that's on my shopping list. Roomie moving out has put me in dire straights replacing furniture, dishes, etc.
um...plus I did go ahead and get my big girl TV this weekend! No more 17" tv for me!
It'll be awhile before that's on my shopping list. Roomie moving out has put me in dire straights replacing furniture, dishes, etc.
um...plus I did go ahead and get my big girl TV this weekend! No more 17" tv for me!
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
weird (read: scary) science
I have long labored under the impression that chimera's were mythological creatures, but I obviously need to revisit this. My Seed Daily Zeitgeist led me to an article about human chimeras. Interesting stuff, no doubt, but when they got to the two ladies who bore no genetic similarity to their own children I started to wonder. The article even brought up the question of DNA evidence in crimes. All we need is a psycho chimera serial killer and they'll never catch the bastard (I'll be fair: or the bitch)! I've just always thought of DNA (and it has been touted as such) as the do all and end all of proving all sorts of things and this information does away with that notion.
Of course, geneticists have been having a field day with this. For instance, did you know that in 2003 Chinese scientists merged rabbit ova and human skin cells to produce live stem cells for research? Or how about the group of scientists from Stanford U of CA's Institute of Cancer/Stem Cell Biology who have created mice with 1% human cells? Know about that? They want to study Parkinson's and Alzheimer's. There is a wild digression at that point where the author hypothesizes that the mice's human cells could migrate, produce human sexual organs and allow two mice to give birth to a human embryo. I'd say the jury is still out on that one but these are human cells people, not a playdoh set! Be careful with what you're doing!
Very good movie line for this post, very relevant, from one of the Jurassic Park movies when Ian (Jeff Goldblum) says something to the effect of "you were so focused on whether you could, you didn't stop to consider whether you should"......'nuf said.
htw
Of course, geneticists have been having a field day with this. For instance, did you know that in 2003 Chinese scientists merged rabbit ova and human skin cells to produce live stem cells for research? Or how about the group of scientists from Stanford U of CA's Institute of Cancer/Stem Cell Biology who have created mice with 1% human cells? Know about that? They want to study Parkinson's and Alzheimer's. There is a wild digression at that point where the author hypothesizes that the mice's human cells could migrate, produce human sexual organs and allow two mice to give birth to a human embryo. I'd say the jury is still out on that one but these are human cells people, not a playdoh set! Be careful with what you're doing!
Very good movie line for this post, very relevant, from one of the Jurassic Park movies when Ian (Jeff Goldblum) says something to the effect of "you were so focused on whether you could, you didn't stop to consider whether you should"......'nuf said.
htw
january flick
for my money, there are few things I enjoy more than a good monster flick! I have just scene a trailer for Cloverfield (haha, see that pun there?)which will be in theaters 1/18/08. Have a look and tell me what you think.
the cleanup effort...with tears
FURNITURE DELIVERY DAY
I have been up since 7am and cleaning like a mad woman! Roomie and I have been attending to our separate areas of the house all week. I helped her take some stuff over to her new house and I have been making (practically) daily trips to the Jimmy Hale Mission thrift store to drop off donations. I’m determined that this clean up will not be a rearrangement of the crap that is here. It will be a true cleaning in every sense of the word.
I’m now having a bit of lunch and trying to recover. I think my poor vacuum may revolt and leave. I really hope that they arrive on the 12 or 1 side of the b/w 12 & 4 delivery window so I a)won’t be late for work and b)can have time to drop off all the stuff in my car at the JHM thrift store on the way into work.
One of the local radio stations starts early and plays all Christmas music all the time until Dec 26th and that has been the only thing that has made the past few days bearable. I can sing and bop along while tidying and it doesn’t feel so much like work. I L-O-V-E Christmas music and look forward to this radio station’s programming all year long! I know it annoys some people beyond reason as it isn’t even Thanksgiving yet, but it makes the best season for me. Every task can be accomplished with a song on my lips :-D
With all that said, did I mention I have the air conditioning on in this house?!? You gotta love this southern weather :-D Last week I had to put salt on the porch in the mornings for the little crust of ice that had formed and this week shorts and flipflops are standard. Of course, this is also one of our tornado seasons here and it certainly feels promising, especially if another cold front comes through anytime soon.
Among the more interesting things I’ve found while cleaning…my ninth grade yearbook! What is it about school pictures that make them so utterly horrifying to look at later in life? Looking through these annuals makes me consider the question of which I hated more: high school or college (either time). I honestly can’t say at this point.
I could so go for a nap right now, but I know as soon as I drifted off the furniture guys would be here. I’m just so tired and it will only get worse since I have to eventually get dressed and go to work this afternoon. The library closes as 9pm and it’ll be another hour home just to get up and do it all over again. KT and her dh are heading to his parent’s house for Thanksgiving so I said I’d do her brown bag program tomorrow afternoon. I have vowed that this time I will go down early and make sure everything works including the remotes for everything.
I am not exaggerating when I say that EVERY TIME I’ve done the program for KT, something has not worked or has gone wrong. One time the scheduled speaker didn’t show up! Another time I received some faulty intel that no one wanted to watch the documentary that was scheduled so I just went to the library’s collection and selected another one. Unfortunately, I had to attend the state library convention that day so I got my coworker, Daxx the Magnificent, to put the movie in and he was nearly lynched by the contingent that had wanted to see the other movie. There were even complaints at the front desk. I should have outted my source of the faulty intel but I did not. It wouldn’t have accomplished anything if I had. Now though, I show what’s scheduled no matter what anyone has to say about it. It’s a free program after all and we feed them so it would be in their best interests to just be quiet. I never expect that of course, but it’s nice to think about sometimes.
Okay, so am now officially antsy. My feet hurt too bad to really begin a new cleaning project so here I sit at the dining room table….glued to the window. I feel like somebody’s dog, staring out the window in desperation for them to be home. I want to see that brightly colored truck slowing to make the turn into the driveway!
I’ve done 5 loads of laundry, started the dishwasher, dismantled my bed and slid it into the living room, moved the old recliners to make room for the new, vacuumed everything 2 or 3 times, had a talk with Binky concerning her upcoming stay in the cardboard Pet Waggin’ while my bed is being assembled, cleaned the kitchen, packed up Roomies silverware and spices, gone through the mail….I have nothing to do but wait now. But hey, at least there’s Christmas music! I guess I’ll have a look at my What On Earth catalog, maybe look through my slow cooker cookbook for some dinner ideas….
COME ON brightly colored truck!
Well, here I am, at work and only 30 minutes late. My lovely, beautiful sectional sofa WOULD NOT FIT THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I had to give up and return my lovely, beautiful sectional sofa :( :( :( After the delivery guys left, I cried like a spoiled baby. The salesman at R-t-G said it would not be a problem to swap the credit out but it HuRt My FeElInGs in the biggest way. Saturday, door measurements and tape measure in hand, I will head back to R-t-G and pick out another sofa. Since I'm off W, R and F next week, I'm hoping I can schedule delivery then.
Ya'll. Seriously. I'm sad.
...........and I didn't have time to unload my car at the JHM thrift store before work so I'll have to do it afterwards and I needed to go to store as well *sigh, long suffering* It'll be midnight before I get home and in bed.
Yes, I'd like some cheese with my whine thank you.
htw
11:45am
I have been up since 7am and cleaning like a mad woman! Roomie and I have been attending to our separate areas of the house all week. I helped her take some stuff over to her new house and I have been making (practically) daily trips to the Jimmy Hale Mission thrift store to drop off donations. I’m determined that this clean up will not be a rearrangement of the crap that is here. It will be a true cleaning in every sense of the word.
I’m now having a bit of lunch and trying to recover. I think my poor vacuum may revolt and leave. I really hope that they arrive on the 12 or 1 side of the b/w 12 & 4 delivery window so I a)won’t be late for work and b)can have time to drop off all the stuff in my car at the JHM thrift store on the way into work.
One of the local radio stations starts early and plays all Christmas music all the time until Dec 26th and that has been the only thing that has made the past few days bearable. I can sing and bop along while tidying and it doesn’t feel so much like work. I L-O-V-E Christmas music and look forward to this radio station’s programming all year long! I know it annoys some people beyond reason as it isn’t even Thanksgiving yet, but it makes the best season for me. Every task can be accomplished with a song on my lips :-D
With all that said, did I mention I have the air conditioning on in this house?!? You gotta love this southern weather :-D Last week I had to put salt on the porch in the mornings for the little crust of ice that had formed and this week shorts and flipflops are standard. Of course, this is also one of our tornado seasons here and it certainly feels promising, especially if another cold front comes through anytime soon.
Among the more interesting things I’ve found while cleaning…my ninth grade yearbook! What is it about school pictures that make them so utterly horrifying to look at later in life? Looking through these annuals makes me consider the question of which I hated more: high school or college (either time). I honestly can’t say at this point.
I could so go for a nap right now, but I know as soon as I drifted off the furniture guys would be here. I’m just so tired and it will only get worse since I have to eventually get dressed and go to work this afternoon. The library closes as 9pm and it’ll be another hour home just to get up and do it all over again. KT and her dh are heading to his parent’s house for Thanksgiving so I said I’d do her brown bag program tomorrow afternoon. I have vowed that this time I will go down early and make sure everything works including the remotes for everything.
I am not exaggerating when I say that EVERY TIME I’ve done the program for KT, something has not worked or has gone wrong. One time the scheduled speaker didn’t show up! Another time I received some faulty intel that no one wanted to watch the documentary that was scheduled so I just went to the library’s collection and selected another one. Unfortunately, I had to attend the state library convention that day so I got my coworker, Daxx the Magnificent, to put the movie in and he was nearly lynched by the contingent that had wanted to see the other movie. There were even complaints at the front desk. I should have outted my source of the faulty intel but I did not. It wouldn’t have accomplished anything if I had. Now though, I show what’s scheduled no matter what anyone has to say about it. It’s a free program after all and we feed them so it would be in their best interests to just be quiet. I never expect that of course, but it’s nice to think about sometimes.
1:45pm
Okay, so am now officially antsy. My feet hurt too bad to really begin a new cleaning project so here I sit at the dining room table….glued to the window. I feel like somebody’s dog, staring out the window in desperation for them to be home. I want to see that brightly colored truck slowing to make the turn into the driveway!
I’ve done 5 loads of laundry, started the dishwasher, dismantled my bed and slid it into the living room, moved the old recliners to make room for the new, vacuumed everything 2 or 3 times, had a talk with Binky concerning her upcoming stay in the cardboard Pet Waggin’ while my bed is being assembled, cleaned the kitchen, packed up Roomies silverware and spices, gone through the mail….I have nothing to do but wait now. But hey, at least there’s Christmas music! I guess I’ll have a look at my What On Earth catalog, maybe look through my slow cooker cookbook for some dinner ideas….
COME ON brightly colored truck!
2:45PM
THEY'RE HERE!!!
6:10PM
Well, here I am, at work and only 30 minutes late. My lovely, beautiful sectional sofa WOULD NOT FIT THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I had to give up and return my lovely, beautiful sectional sofa :( :( :( After the delivery guys left, I cried like a spoiled baby. The salesman at R-t-G said it would not be a problem to swap the credit out but it HuRt My FeElInGs in the biggest way. Saturday, door measurements and tape measure in hand, I will head back to R-t-G and pick out another sofa. Since I'm off W, R and F next week, I'm hoping I can schedule delivery then.
Ya'll. Seriously. I'm sad.
...........and I didn't have time to unload my car at the JHM thrift store before work so I'll have to do it afterwards and I needed to go to store as well *sigh, long suffering* It'll be midnight before I get home and in bed.
Yes, I'd like some cheese with my whine thank you.
htw
Sunday, November 18, 2007
blog reading levels
The blog reading level widget (or whatever...I just like the word "widget") is making its way around the blogosphere now. It was well represented when I just went through my bloglines account. All kinds of blogs from all kinds of places are having a go at it.....and everyone else's blog has a higher reading level than mine. I'm trying to decide how I feel about that.
I originally discovered the little device on one of the more politically aggressive blogs that I like to read and his level was College (Postgrad). The blog's author was bemoaning the higher rating, saying that he'd rather have a blog that everyone could read and understand than have one that limited his readership.
I'm leaning towards feeling that way about mine. Sure, I'm frequently childish and silly, but I do try to be entertaining as well as informative. One of the factors that I thought may have been a big contributor to the rating is that, due to the fact that I know my young niece reads my blog, I severely limit language and other....content. Sometimes I regret that when I find something SO freakin' funny that it just begs to be shared but I get over it pretty quickly and move on.
I do wish I had something profound to share, but I don't...or at least, not often. As my level of anxiety and frustration ebbed away after my last grad school class, I've been headed back down the slope toward my normal, relaxed, nonchalant self and that has been more precious to me than anything else. So, middle school-level readers and up, log on and have fun!
htw
I originally discovered the little device on one of the more politically aggressive blogs that I like to read and his level was College (Postgrad). The blog's author was bemoaning the higher rating, saying that he'd rather have a blog that everyone could read and understand than have one that limited his readership.
I'm leaning towards feeling that way about mine. Sure, I'm frequently childish and silly, but I do try to be entertaining as well as informative. One of the factors that I thought may have been a big contributor to the rating is that, due to the fact that I know my young niece reads my blog, I severely limit language and other....content. Sometimes I regret that when I find something SO freakin' funny that it just begs to be shared but I get over it pretty quickly and move on.
I do wish I had something profound to share, but I don't...or at least, not often. As my level of anxiety and frustration ebbed away after my last grad school class, I've been headed back down the slope toward my normal, relaxed, nonchalant self and that has been more precious to me than anything else. So, middle school-level readers and up, log on and have fun!
htw
Saturday, November 17, 2007
! ! ! this just in ! ! ! ....continued
OMG!
The patron I just told you about is filling out online applications for nursing jobs! Woe to the medical profession!
The patron I just told you about is filling out online applications for nursing jobs! Woe to the medical profession!
! ! ! this just in ! ! !
Patron: I'm on your library's homepage and I need to know how to get to the internet from here.
Me: ......
Me: You are on the internet.
Patron: Where do I put my little address thing in then?
Me: See where the address that says www.-----.org is? Erase that and put yours there.
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Oprah just chose Ken Follett's Pillars of the Earth for her latest book club choice so naturally we are experiencing a run on that, but did you know he also wrote a book called "Pillows of the Earth?" I have the reserve card here to prove it!
Me: ......
Me: You are on the internet.
Patron: Where do I put my little address thing in then?
Me: See where the address that says www.-----.org is? Erase that and put yours there.
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Oprah just chose Ken Follett's Pillars of the Earth for her latest book club choice so naturally we are experiencing a run on that, but did you know he also wrote a book called "Pillows of the Earth?" I have the reserve card here to prove it!
Thursday, November 15, 2007
book awards reading challenge
okay guys! I got my reviews for Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress and The Book of Lost Things up on the Book Awards Reading Challenge website if you want to check them out!Happy Reading!
htw
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
weird trivia
did you know that the literal translation of "coca cola" into Chinese is "bite the wax tadpole"?
hmmmmm..........
hmmmmm..........
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
of friends and furniture
Me, Allison, and Polly
So the Polly-Allison-Holley friendship trio struck out on seeing the Dolores Hydock concert…extra tickets did not present themselves. We ended up grabbing a quick dinner at Zoe’s and went to see Lars and the Real Girl. What a great movie! I don’t usually enjoy drama but this was one of the most entertaining movies I’ve seen in the theater in quite some time. There are funny elements to be sure but I sniffled plenty in the meantime.
It seems like mental illness is often portrayed as debilitating, but Lars’ delusion with Bianca empowered him to change into a better person, to relate to his brother in a more intimate fashion, to take part in the community like he’d never done before. Through this broadening of his horizons, Lars learns how to live. It was a real treat to see a drama in which there are no angst-ridden women. Now, don’t get me wrong…as an angst-ridden woman myself I understand the popularity of the stereotype but you don’t often see it from the other perspective. The only ones that come to mind most immediately (and on opposite ends of the spectrum) are Psycho and Failure to Launch.
To round off the movie in fabulous girls-night fashion we went to The Cheesecake Factory for after-movie dessert and coffee. Polly and I were so happy for the opportunity to really catch up with Allison. It had definitely been a year since I’d seen her but I think it hadn’t quite been that long for Polly. While we were all in library school together we spoke nearly everyday and saw each other at least once a week, then Allison graduated and got sucked into the work of a new job immediately. Polly and I weren’t on the same educational track since she’s getting school media specialization and I was a public library person so we didn’t have an opportunity to take another class together after that. All of this to say that it’s been awhile since we’ve been together and we had a FaBuLoUs time gabbing all night.
Sunday I had a fab&fun lunch with Katie and the kids at her mother’s house. We had yummy salad and lasagna, the girls ran around screaming and being incredibly cute, and we watched Mystery Science Theater 3000 The Final Sacrifice. I have never seen this program before and it was really similar to me and Roomie watching movies. Lots of commentary and laughter, not a lot of plot….
That afternoon Elizabeth and I (yes, I do indeed love the big screen) went to the movies to see Fred Clause.
1) I love Christmas movies.
2) I have a deep not-quite-polite affection for yummy, very-tall Vince Vaughn.
3) Hey, Paul Giamati, Rachel Weiss, Kevin Spacey?
4) I won’t ruin it for you, but it’s worth it for the Siblings Anonymous scene alone.
I will be purchasing this little gem for my Christmas Collection!
!!!!TRUMPETS AND FANFARE!!!!
Today was the big day and (I apologize for the brief third person narrative) Holley has grownup furniture! Said furniture will be delivered on the 20th so I have got SoMe MoRe ClEaNiNg to do before I can let strange people in this house without dying of embarrassment. I went to Rooms-to-Go and had the best time picking out what I wanted! It’s going to be a whole new place when the sofa and recliner get here and I also got a new bed! Mom and I had lunch and also went to Sam’s to look at TV’s…very expensive stuff there. I’ll be waiting to see what kinds of offers are made during the after-Thanksgiving and after-Christmas sales.
Tonight’s movie selections, so far, have been National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (complete with hot cuppa cocoa) and 9 to 5, one of my favorites!
It seems like mental illness is often portrayed as debilitating, but Lars’ delusion with Bianca empowered him to change into a better person, to relate to his brother in a more intimate fashion, to take part in the community like he’d never done before. Through this broadening of his horizons, Lars learns how to live. It was a real treat to see a drama in which there are no angst-ridden women. Now, don’t get me wrong…as an angst-ridden woman myself I understand the popularity of the stereotype but you don’t often see it from the other perspective. The only ones that come to mind most immediately (and on opposite ends of the spectrum) are Psycho and Failure to Launch.
To round off the movie in fabulous girls-night fashion we went to The Cheesecake Factory for after-movie dessert and coffee. Polly and I were so happy for the opportunity to really catch up with Allison. It had definitely been a year since I’d seen her but I think it hadn’t quite been that long for Polly. While we were all in library school together we spoke nearly everyday and saw each other at least once a week, then Allison graduated and got sucked into the work of a new job immediately. Polly and I weren’t on the same educational track since she’s getting school media specialization and I was a public library person so we didn’t have an opportunity to take another class together after that. All of this to say that it’s been awhile since we’ve been together and we had a FaBuLoUs time gabbing all night.
Sunday I had a fab&fun lunch with Katie and the kids at her mother’s house. We had yummy salad and lasagna, the girls ran around screaming and being incredibly cute, and we watched Mystery Science Theater 3000 The Final Sacrifice. I have never seen this program before and it was really similar to me and Roomie watching movies. Lots of commentary and laughter, not a lot of plot….
That afternoon Elizabeth and I (yes, I do indeed love the big screen) went to the movies to see Fred Clause.
1) I love Christmas movies.
2) I have a deep not-quite-polite affection for yummy, very-tall Vince Vaughn.
3) Hey, Paul Giamati, Rachel Weiss, Kevin Spacey?
4) I won’t ruin it for you, but it’s worth it for the Siblings Anonymous scene alone.
I will be purchasing this little gem for my Christmas Collection!
!!!!TRUMPETS AND FANFARE!!!!
Today was the big day and (I apologize for the brief third person narrative) Holley has grownup furniture! Said furniture will be delivered on the 20th so I have got SoMe MoRe ClEaNiNg to do before I can let strange people in this house without dying of embarrassment. I went to Rooms-to-Go and had the best time picking out what I wanted! It’s going to be a whole new place when the sofa and recliner get here and I also got a new bed! Mom and I had lunch and also went to Sam’s to look at TV’s…very expensive stuff there. I’ll be waiting to see what kinds of offers are made during the after-Thanksgiving and after-Christmas sales.
Tonight’s movie selections, so far, have been National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (complete with hot cuppa cocoa) and 9 to 5, one of my favorites!
quiz time!
I'm (not) sorry to subject you yet another get-to-know-you-quiz because I love them. I got this one from my friend Nancy via email and was supposed to send it back out that way...oh well.
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Holley Carburetors....does that count?
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? yesterday
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR OWN HANDWRITING? I don't dislike it, but it is quite illegible so I print everything. The only thing I sign is my name.
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? smoked turkey
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? nope, my brother has taken care of the continuation of the family name for me...thanks Dave!
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? definitely
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? Noooooo! Not me......
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? yep, the little suckers are still there and my appendix is still hanging around as well but I have managed to dump the gall bladder
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? uh, no.
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Mueslix. I feel like I should be ashamed of that but I'm not because I discovered it while I was in Ireland. Albeit the American version is not as tasty but I still enjoy all the textures. I bet you didn't expect this length of answer from a cereal question, did you?
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? nope, why bother?
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? about some things, yes. about other things, a resounding no.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? a nice natural vanilla bean is quite good if I feel like braving the lactose intolerance in return :)
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? eeeek....I plead the fifth. Oh okay, it's usually teeth and eyes.
15. RED OR PINK? flowers-pink, clothes-both(shirts only though), cars-red, shoes-neither
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? weight
17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? Dana
18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? I don't know if this applies exactly since I posted it on my blog instead of emailing it to everyone. Short answer, yes. I'd love people to post it on their own blogs. It's fun to learn about other people without having to ask.
19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? denim skirt, dingy white sneakers...hey people, I'm a librarian. We can get away with the skirt/sneaker combo.
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Nachos with Suzy not 30 minutes ago!
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? the HVAC blower, patrons typing, there's a kid whining downstairs, and a few tutors in the corner going over some reading exercises with their charges
22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? kelley green
23. FAVORITE SMELLS? cinnamon, pizza and horses....although not all at once.....ooooh, and puppy breath!
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Carrie (coworker)
25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? definitely, Nancy's rockin' cool!
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? hockey, steeple chase, curling, strong man competitions, ultimate fighting, ninja warrior, motor cross, monster trucks
27. HAIR COLOR? dark brown with a fairly healthy sprinkling of gray working its way in
28. EYE COLOR? dark brown
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? sometimes, but my glasses are more comfortable...I have dry eyes :(
30. FAVORITE FOOD? right now I am obssessed with Mexican food, but I do love pizza. Have any of you been to Red Robin? D-vine
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? if it doesn't feature C-4 and automatic weapons or prat falls and sophmoric humor, chances are good I'm not going to pick it on my own....I can be talked into others occasionally, as will be discussed in another post
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? 9 to 5 last night....Dolly, Jane, and Lily had me laughing just as much as the first time I saw it
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? kelley green
34. SUMMER OR WINTER? winter
35. HUGS OR KISSES? hugs
36. FAVORITE DESSERT? warm p-b cookies, or warm sugar cookies
37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? could be anybody...I'm not going to submit the whole process to scrutiny
38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? a$$holes of the world, unite!
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? Waiting: True Confessions of a Waitress (people....tip your servers, seriously!)
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? the library's logo
41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT? don't watch network tv...only DVD/VHS
42. FAVORITE SOUND? running water.
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? bleck! pink floyd
44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? when I didn't have one
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? does a smart mouth count? I do have a great library junk brain.
46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Birmingham, Alabama/Baptist Medical Center Princeton
47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK? haven't they asked this like 4 times now?
at your lie-zur-ay,
htw
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Holley Carburetors....does that count?
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? yesterday
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR OWN HANDWRITING? I don't dislike it, but it is quite illegible so I print everything. The only thing I sign is my name.
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? smoked turkey
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? nope, my brother has taken care of the continuation of the family name for me...thanks Dave!
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? definitely
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? Noooooo! Not me......
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? yep, the little suckers are still there and my appendix is still hanging around as well but I have managed to dump the gall bladder
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? uh, no.
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Mueslix. I feel like I should be ashamed of that but I'm not because I discovered it while I was in Ireland. Albeit the American version is not as tasty but I still enjoy all the textures. I bet you didn't expect this length of answer from a cereal question, did you?
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? nope, why bother?
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? about some things, yes. about other things, a resounding no.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? a nice natural vanilla bean is quite good if I feel like braving the lactose intolerance in return :)
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? eeeek....I plead the fifth. Oh okay, it's usually teeth and eyes.
15. RED OR PINK? flowers-pink, clothes-both(shirts only though), cars-red, shoes-neither
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? weight
17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? Dana
18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? I don't know if this applies exactly since I posted it on my blog instead of emailing it to everyone. Short answer, yes. I'd love people to post it on their own blogs. It's fun to learn about other people without having to ask.
19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? denim skirt, dingy white sneakers...hey people, I'm a librarian. We can get away with the skirt/sneaker combo.
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Nachos with Suzy not 30 minutes ago!
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? the HVAC blower, patrons typing, there's a kid whining downstairs, and a few tutors in the corner going over some reading exercises with their charges
22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? kelley green
23. FAVORITE SMELLS? cinnamon, pizza and horses....although not all at once.....ooooh, and puppy breath!
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Carrie (coworker)
25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? definitely, Nancy's rockin' cool!
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? hockey, steeple chase, curling, strong man competitions, ultimate fighting, ninja warrior, motor cross, monster trucks
27. HAIR COLOR? dark brown with a fairly healthy sprinkling of gray working its way in
28. EYE COLOR? dark brown
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? sometimes, but my glasses are more comfortable...I have dry eyes :(
30. FAVORITE FOOD? right now I am obssessed with Mexican food, but I do love pizza. Have any of you been to Red Robin? D-vine
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? if it doesn't feature C-4 and automatic weapons or prat falls and sophmoric humor, chances are good I'm not going to pick it on my own....I can be talked into others occasionally, as will be discussed in another post
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? 9 to 5 last night....Dolly, Jane, and Lily had me laughing just as much as the first time I saw it
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? kelley green
34. SUMMER OR WINTER? winter
35. HUGS OR KISSES? hugs
36. FAVORITE DESSERT? warm p-b cookies, or warm sugar cookies
37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? could be anybody...I'm not going to submit the whole process to scrutiny
38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? a$$holes of the world, unite!
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? Waiting: True Confessions of a Waitress (people....tip your servers, seriously!)
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? the library's logo
41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT? don't watch network tv...only DVD/VHS
42. FAVORITE SOUND? running water.
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? bleck! pink floyd
44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? when I didn't have one
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? does a smart mouth count? I do have a great library junk brain.
46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Birmingham, Alabama/Baptist Medical Center Princeton
47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK? haven't they asked this like 4 times now?
at your lie-zur-ay,
htw
! ! ! this just in ! ! !
another funny reserve card :)
this one I didn't know but the Amazon word search set me straight in no time....
on the card--Traveling Done the Nile on a Skift
according to Amazon--Down the Nile: Alone in a Fisherman's Skiff
the patron did not leave me an author's name, so I'm just guessing on this one
this one I didn't know but the Amazon word search set me straight in no time....
on the card--Traveling Done the Nile on a Skift
according to Amazon--Down the Nile: Alone in a Fisherman's Skiff
the patron did not leave me an author's name, so I'm just guessing on this one
Saturday, November 10, 2007
my life...bulletted
- so I'm petsitting Tucker and Cole for a few days and Tucker IS KILLING ME! I don't know what she's been feeding him but I have suspended the giving out of treats for the duration of my visit so hopefully he'll stop with the noxious clouds. On the other hand, I do have to look into his sad, liquid-brown eyes when we pass the treat-area of the house but I'm not giving in....the consequences are just too disastrous.
- My furniture shopping trip has been postponed until Monday (they're open, I checked) so I'll have reports on that later.
- I joined the book group (the store, Milestone Books, hosts its own bookgroup!) my friend Polly belongs to and attended my first meeting last Thursday. We'd read Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress. There was great discussion, I met a group of really great people, drank shiraz and ate white chocolate macadamia nut cookies. I don't know how the evening could have been improved! Possibly a stripper, but that would have been it.
- Tonight, the Polly-Allison-Holley trio of friendship is assembling for the first time in....gosh, a year! We are going to have dinner at the Bottletree Cafe, listen to some music, then hit Samford Univ's theater to see Doloris Hydock. There is a slim chance we won't be able to get tickets, in which case we will be going to movies to see Lars and the Real Girl.
everything will be discussed in gruesome detail tomorrow :)
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