Tuesday, April 29, 2003
I've been far too busy to post lately - I'll try to get caught up later today.
Friday, April 25, 2003
Busy day at work today! I still have about 6 major projects going on and all due at the same time (NOW!!!!!). Plus I got "volunteered" to participate in a video shoot for a training video for the FTS Program
. I'm not an actor, at all, and these things get used for years. So 5 years from now, new employees will see my pitiful performance. Oh, well, the media guys are a lot of fun, and it was a good time overall. I don't know how it will turn out, and I always hate
to watch myself in these videos. But it's over, at least. Now I'm back to fighting with two particularly fussy databases that are acting up. Good times, good times . . .
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
Boy, that was FUN. What a great way to spend a birthday.
On the down side, I got home to see a sticker from the police on my old car, which is parked in front of my freaking house
. Apparently, it's at risk of being towed if it's not moved, because there's a 24 hour parking ordinance. Remember, now, it's in front of my freaking house, and several people on our street park their cars in front of their house. It's the crazy yard people across the street, I'm quite sure. I've gotten a nasty note before, as have two other neighbors. Apparently, we have in some minor way disturbed their view of how the world should be
. No signature, of course, just from "A Concerned Neighbor". Mind you, our house and yard are well cared for, as are others around here. But most of the folks who live here are very busy, raising children, working, and generally trying to keep up with life. They need a hobby other than their yard - they have no kids and she stays at home. She apparently doesn't have enough to keep her busy, since she has all this time to observe her neighbors. I call them the crazy yard people because I have seen her out trimming the edge of their lawn with scissors, on her hands and knees - no joke. And of course the lawn is mowed in beautiful patterns, and there is no chance a leaf or litter would stay in their yard for more than 5 minutes. Their lawn is gorgeous (in the frighteningly obsessive sense), but they are never outside just sitting on their beautiful grass, or enjoying an iced tea, or whatever - if they are outside, they are working on their yard. We just don't have the kind of time it would take to maintain a perfectly manicured lawn. I called the police to find out if there was a complaint, and there was - apparently patrol officers don't check on cars without a complaint. I did find out that moving the car 2 or 3 inches would be considered moving it, so that's what I did. And that's what I plan to do every day until we can get the car donated to Goodwill. I may move the car to the main road so that the body damage is facing their house. Just for fun, dontcha know. So there, crazy yard people!!!!
Back on the plus side, when I got home I also found some beautiful tulips that my sister-in-law Kirsten had delivered for my birthday. Thanks, chick!
Here's my hope: If I write about all of the adorable things that Lauren does here
, then maybe I won't be one of those tremendously boring parents who are unable to discuss any topic other than their child. Plus, as my dear brother said a minute ago on the phone, we need to remember these times for when our toddlers are having a horrible fit of the screaming mimis, or God help us all, become teenagers. Of course, it means you all will find a lot about Lauren here, but you don't have to come back, I suppose.
Today is my birthday. I am 34 years old. Eeeeeeeek.
Mark told Lauren it was my birthday this morning, and she yelled "Happy birthday, Mommy!" She was still upstairs, and I went up to get some clothes for her to wear today. She looked over the landing, and spotted the basket of cookies that Carol sent me (only 2 left, they are yummy) on the counter. So she pointed it out to me - "There's your present, Mommy, from Aunt Carol! See, on the counter? And there's my big basket from the Easter bunny. Where's Daddy's present?" I said that Daddy didn't have a present right now, we'd get him a present for his birthday this summer. So she ran back into her room, picked out one of her very
favorite books, and brought it out. She walked partway down the steps, handed it to Mark, and said "Here Daddy, now you have a present too!"
As I said the other day, I love that child more than air. OK, I think I have that out of my system now. I'll try very hard not to stop strangers on the street to tell them how sweet my kid is. I'll try, anyway.
Tuesday, April 22, 2003
Mark has strep throat and an ear infection. And it looks like my mom caught it from him, because she has it too! Fortunately, Lauren and I both seem to have missed it. Thank goodness! Mark and Lauren stayed home today, because I had to go to Louisville early this morning for a meeting. I was supposed
to meet the guy to transfer the title on the car late this afternoon, but that all fell through. When I called him to confirm that we were meeting, he said that they had changed their minds. He said it's just more work than they want to put into a car right now. I can see his point. The brakes need to be checked - I think they've rusted because the car has been sitting still for so long, because they were fine before the accident a few months ago. Plus there's the slight body damage from the wreck, new headlight, and the line to the windshield washer fluid was damaged in the accident, so it would need to be replaced. He said that they called me over the weekend and left a message, but I never got it. So we're planning to donate the car to Goodwill, where it will do someone some good. With a little work, it's still a great car that will run for years. It's a Toyota, for goodness' sake. As is, it's only worth a few hundred bucks, and donating it to a charity had been our original plan anyway.
On the plus side, it meant that I left work early, so I was able to come on home and spend some time with L. Always a good thing . . .
Mark told me the cutest story about Lauren today. She is really into Clifford
lately, so I picked up some character band-aids for her. Now she occasionally says that she has an owie and needs a band-aid, just because she wants one. She pointed out an imaginary place on her arm that needed one, and Mark said "No, you don't have an owie." Now I usually just give her one, because she only does this every few days, and she just wants one. Band-aids aren't that expensive. But Mark said no. He said he was watching her out of the corner of his eye, and she immediately threw herself on the floor - hard
, then looked up at him and said "I felled - I need a band-aid!" He said it was tough to get the band-aid out of the box and open it because he was laughing so hard. Of course, now we have rewarded her for injuring herself intentionally. She'll definitely be in therapy by the time she's a teenager.
And I am so very happy to be off tomorrow, and spending the day at Posh
. Mark gave me a day there as my birthday present. It's a great time, and very relaxing. I'll get a facial, massage, lunch, manicure, pedicure, hairstyling, and makeup. 5 1/2 hours of people working to make me look and feel good. If I ever were to play (and win!) the lottery, I'd spend much more time having massages and facials, that's for sure. By the end of the day, I'll be ready to go out to dinner with my wonderful husband to celebrate our anniversary and my birthday.
Sunday, April 20, 2003
Did I say a "little more chocolate"? She got a lot
more chocolate! It was so sweet, though. She told me in the car a couple of times that Dalton and Kaylynn were going to hunt Easter eggs, and she was going to help. She sure did! Since she is a bit older, she found a lot more eggs than they did. For the first 10 minutes or so, she'd find an egg, then go chase down one of the babies and put it in their basket. We kept telling her that the eggs she found were hers, but she would say, "No, this one is Kaylynn's!" Once their baskets were both full to overflowing, she finally started hunting her own Easter eggs. It was the sweetest thing ever . . .
She's been so loving and cuddly today. When she woke up from nap, Mark was talking to his mom on the phone, and absent-mindedly stroking Lauren's hair. She gave a big sigh, looked at me, and said (just so sincerely) "I love
him". Between laughs, I told her that Daddy loves her too. She got a startled look on her face, and said, "But Mommy, I love you too!", as if I would feel left out. I swear, I love that child more than air.
We didn't go out last night after all, because Mark started feeling worse. We're going to go out on Wednesday, on my birthday. Mark is sending me to spa for the day, so I should be very relaxed! Lauren and I just got back from lunch with my folks, my brother and sister-in-law, and their two kids. Great fun, and Lauren was an angel. She ate a bunch of salad (hers and half of mine), as well as a little turkey, broccoli, cauliflower, corn, and she tried asparagus, which freaked everyone out. She's weird, she loves salad, vegetables, and fruit. She's not crazy about meat or potatoes. I just say she takes after her mommy.
She's down for nap now. When she wakes up, we're going over to Mom and Dad's for an Easter egg hunt. She already has enough chocolate to last her weeks, but what's a little more?
Saturday, April 19, 2003
Way cool garage sale. We sold almost everything, most of it by 8:15! Despite my best efforts, it started early. I went out to move the cars from the driveway about 7:30, and when I got back in, there were three people in the garage. It was packed - there wasn't even room to walk, but there they were. I don't even know where in the world they came from - there was no one around when I went out to move the cars, and I only moved them about 20 feet. Maybe they flew in, I don't know. It was cool though. We made around $300 bucks, not including my old car! I put a "For Sale" sign in it since we'd be having so many people, but I didn't really expect anyone to actually buy it. But someone did. I'm meeting him Tuesday afternoon to transfer the title. I'm happy to get it out of my driveway. And soon, we'll be able to put both cars in the garage again. It was a good day.
Just got back from the Easter fun at the park up the street. Some church put it on - they had temporary tattoos, face painting, balloon animals (Lauren chose a butterfly), a couple of huge inflated play sets, treat bags, and an Easter egg hunt, which we missed. Also there were pony rides, clowns, magicians, and jugglers. We missed those, because L didn't wake up from her nap until 2:15 and it takes her a while to get moving. The event was from 1 - 3, so we missed a lot of it. But she had a big time. Once it ended, we played on the slides for a while, and now she's having snack. She's content.
We got two of the cutest anniversary cards from Carol - thanks, babe!!! You're the greatest best friend a girl could have.
Mark is feeling much better, and I think we may actually go out tonight. He never did get up last night, and although he didn't get a lot of sleep from tossing and turning, his fever has broken and he seems ok. I think I'll believe him, because he looks
like he feels 100% better. He sent me a dozen of the most beautiful tulips I've ever seen, for our anniversary. He is so sweet. Yippeee! Life is good . . .
Friday, April 18, 2003
Busy day today. I was off work, but ended up working very hard. Mom and Dad came over with three van loads of their stuff to include in tomorrow's garage sale. Time for me to get rid of some stuff instead of moving it! Mark is so thrilled. He's a complete minimalist, and would be happy with a couch, a table, and his computer. And a TV, I suppose.
Unfortunately for him, I like "stuff". Not thousands of tacky knick-knacks to dust around (what? dust???? What is that? I don't see any dust), but a lamp here and there, a couple of pillows, a few candles. I have to watch him around trash day or he may throw something away that I'd like to keep. So he's very happy. I'm ok with it all, I guess, because I see it as an opportunity to find and fix up better stuff! For example, we have a truly ancient set of patio furniture. It could use a paint job, but it's in excellent shape otherwise. I volunteered to put it in the garage sale, and he is so
thrilled. I'll wait a while before I find something new and improved. And of course, it's not like I'd go out and buy something fancy or expensive. I'm more the consignment store type, or Salvation Army, and fixing things up. Just a few months ago, I painted my old, old coffee table so that the top looks like a marble slab. You can see it here
So anyway, Mom, Dad, and I spent the day moving junk around, cleaning out the garage, etc. I'm tired . . .
And Mark came home sick. He's been in bed ever since he got home, shivering. Poor thing. He says he doesn't want anything, though. I keep asking, but I think I'll leave him alone for a bit. He knows I'm out here, after all, and he is 33. So I just got Lauren down a little while ago, and now I'm goofing off. She had a great day with Grandma D, but didn't nap at all
, and ate a bunch of candy this afternoon. So she wasn't the least bit hungry for dinner and she was very grumpy. I took her for a long walk after a short dinner, and she finally ran off some of that sugar rush (Calgon, take me away from toddlers with no naps). Thank God - actual peace and quiet in my house. For a few hours, at least - the crazy garage sale zealots will be knocking on the door by 7:30. And they can stand on my porch and wait until 8:00.
And on the highly selfish side, so much for dinner and a play tomorrow night to celebrate our anniversary. I doubt Mark will be feeling up to it by then, and even though he'll say he's fine and we should go, I know
that he lies. It wouldn't be any fun for either of us if he's not 100% better. But I really want to go out, and we have babysitting all arranged, and we were getting tickets to A Streetcar Named Desire, and reservations at one of my favorite restaurants, and it's our anniversary. Hey, I said
it was selfish . . . I'll stop whining now and go check on him.
Thursday, April 17, 2003
"What I would like to give my daughter is freedom. And this is something that must be given by example, not by exhortation.
Freedom is a loose leash, a license to be different from your mother and still be loved. . . .
Freedom is . . . not insisting that your daughter share your limitations.
Freedom also means letting your daughter reject you when she needs to and come back when she needs to.
Freedom is unconditional love."
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
Awwwwww! I just got a beautiful basket of cookies from Carol for my upcoming birthday. Gorgeous and tasty too! Thanks, Carol Ann!
And yes, I know, I'll always be older than you . . .
Tuesday, April 15, 2003
Here's a tip for you. If you ever decide to stain your deck, do not
start the job on a windy day. That is all.
Monday, April 14, 2003
Man, what an absolutely horrible day at work. I never did have a chance to eat lunch, and I quite literally did not have time to go to the bathroom until 5:00 or so. I finally quit a little after 6:00, so I could at least drive home and spend a little time with Lauren before her bedtime.
Synopsis of my day
: I was swamped already, with about four major projects that I haven't had time to get done. And people on my back constantly. I just got Dreamweaver MX installed on my office computer last Thursday afternoon, and someone asked me in all seriousness
on Friday if I could get a Dreamweaver project done for them this week. Ummmm, I haven't used it yet, don't know it at all. So they said they'd give me the content today! As if I were planning to spend my weekend at the office so that I could become an expert in this software, just for them. Then I got the word last Friday at 4:30 that the Cabinet Secretary and my boss's boss's boss (Greatgrand-boss??? Hardly!
) volunteered me for another major project, and said really nice things about me. As if
I care. And of course, the deadline to have a draft done is tomorrow, so that it can be reviewed by a bunch of head honchos. Since I'm out of the office for the next two days observing a training, that really meant COB today. This thing will then need to be revised after the feedback - it's going live on Friday. I'm in meetings most of the day on Thursday when I get back, and I'm off on Friday. I am not
missing one of the few holidays I can get! So that means that I can do this project . . . . Hmmm . . . . Let's see . . . .
I see! I'll do it while I sleep! And I guess those four other projects will have to wait until next week. How is it that Monday just ended, and this week is already
Sunday, April 13, 2003
I just got an e-mail from Lori-Lyn, who has her own blog set up. Expect hers to be impressive - she's a talented lady! Check it out here
Saturday, April 12, 2003
I got ambitious while Lauren was playing and napping, and added a site counter, e-mail link, and links to a few of my favorite websites (are you impressed yet???). Check them out - the clickable images in the green section on the left will open in new browser windows. Just close the new window to return here. Leave a comment to let me know what you think . . .
Friday, April 11, 2003
Since I just sent this link out to about 20 people, I realized that some of you may not be sure exactly what I do. I'm not usually sure either. Anyway, here
is our website, which I designed and developed with much assistance from some of our more technically-savvy folks, who actually program for a living. This website, with its various tools such as the bulletin boards and calendars, probably takes up most of my work time.
is my bio on our website, which gives the short version of what I do for a living.
Thursday, April 10, 2003
Oh, and if you want to contact me during the day, I usually have ICQ running. I use ICQ2Go
, since we can't install any software on our computers at work. It's entirely web-based. My ICQ number is 161992157.
is another good option, if you can install software on your computer and have friends on different systems.
OK, work has been kicking my butt
lately, so I haven't had a chance to update anyone (CAROL!!!
). The x-rays were negative, and the knee is better, still twinges when I move it funny. So I try not to do that . . . The doctor said which problem it is doesn't really matter from a treatment perspective.
Lauren moved to a toddler bed earlier this week. Boo hoo, sniff sniff. She wanted (ordered?) us to take down her crib, even. She seems so much bigger suddenly. But she's very excited about the whole thing. When we get home, she wants us to go upstairs to her room to see her "big girl bed" as she calls it. She hasn't fallen out yet!
In other news, it looks like we will be putting our house on the market in the next couple of months, and moving to Frankfort. We've talked about it quite a bit, and while the commute doesn't bother me, Mark and Lauren both hate it. Plus all her little friends are in Frankfort, and there aren't really any kids her age on our street. I think this will become an issue very soon. Interest rates are down, it's a good time to get a mortgage, probably will get more house for the money, and lower monthly payments. But it's Frankfort . . .