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7 days worth of rants & raves

Thursday, January 29, 2004
I really don't think I want any of this, no matter how depressed I may be . . . Yet another hilarious link that I cribbed stole commandeered found on the Soapbox. I sincerely suggest that you join the Soapbox. It's a fun place with tons of amusement to be found.
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Wednesday, January 28, 2004
Heh. What a wasted day, with a funny. Mark and Lauren had appointments this afternoon with our dentist. I was driving up to Lexington to meet them, so that I could help keep an eye on Lauren in case she got antsy during Mark's time in the chair. We decided to kill a few birds with one stone, and drop off Mom's birthday present, water their plants, and donate our old Neon to Goodwill while we were in Lexington. But . . . fate intervened. The Neon didn't make it to Lexington. I got stuck several times just outside of Versailles, and finally it quit for good, blocking traffic. (By the way, what is it with people? I was in a turn lane, because there was nowhere to get off the road. I had my hazards on. Why did people keep pulling up behind me, then getting pissed off because I didn't move?? Pay attention, people!!!) Mark arrived on his white horse (ok, in the Saturn) with Lauren. He waited with the car for the tow truck, and was planning to have it towed to Goodwill. But, Goodwill only accepts donations of drivable cars, so ours didn't qualify. In the meantime, Lauren and I went off to her first dentist appointment. She did really well for her first time! No screaming, no crying, opened her mouth to have her teeth counted, let the hygienist polish her teeth until she got a good taste of the toothpaste. Then she was done. Covered her little mouth with her hands and when Dr. Tom came in and asked if he could count her teeth, she said "No, thank you". Very politely, but with a serious look behind it. We picked up Mark, who was by now at the dealership with the car. We had to pay to have the car towed, and we'll have to pay to get the car running, so that we can donate it to charity. Huh? The road to hell and all that. I mean, I totally understand it from the charity's point of view - they're not a repository for junkers. But from our point of view, it kind of sucks. Now for the funny. After a nice dinner in Lexington, we came home. We never did get Mom's present dropped off or her plants watered, and they'll be home Saturday night or Sunday morning. So that's more time off work to drive down there again tomorrow. I still feel like crap, so I was resting in our bedroom once we got home. I thought Mark was in the living room with Lauren. Actually, he was moving a few things around in the garage since we only have two cars now and both can actually live inside. One slight problem. He had given Lauren her safety scissors and some fabric & paper because she likes to cut them up. I only let her use the scissors if I'm in the same room with her. Can anyone guess what's coming next? Anyone? Bueller? Yes, that's right, Lauren decided to give herself a haircut. I started wondering where everyone was, wandered in the living room to find out, and found some scraps of fabric on the floor. And hunks of blonde hair, too. It's not too bad, but enough that I'll need to take her for a haircut tomorrow to even it out. She probably cut off about two inches on the left side. I guess some parents would be upset with that, but it's so three year old behavior!!! Plus it's our own damn fault for not supervising her when she has the scissors. We were laughing, but trying really hard not to laugh in front of her. If we did, she'd end up giving herself a mohawk, because she loves to get snaps for being funny. At least I've collected yet another story to torture her with as a teen . . .
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Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Dammit, I hate being sick. I feel like crap today with a head cold. I felt awful this morning, then better, now worse again. I am definitely a grumpy patient. I don't like taking medicine, and I get whiny. Poor Mark - he'll have to hold down the fort tonight and take care of me too. Oh well, he gets the joy of my pleasant company most of the time. It's the least he can do, right? I have a problem with redoing the blog design. There are tons of linkware templates out there, but there are so many gorgeous ones, I don't know which to choose! I may put up a poll so that you can help me decide. I started with Blogger's templates, but where there used to be many, there are now few. And they are quite plain. So I'll have to fiddle a little bit more than I wanted to, but it will be fun. I like messing around with this stuff. When I'm feeling better, that is. At the moment, my head feels like it's going to explode, and if I sneeze one more time I'm going to scream. But that will only make my sore throat feel worse. Gaaaahhhhh! Quick, somebody tell me to stop whining.
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Monday, January 26, 2004
I like Shakespeare. I like wasting vast amounts of time online. Ergo, this is perfect for me.
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Sunday, January 25, 2004
This is just freaking weird. If anyone can do this (honestly!), let me know. Turn your right foot in clockwise circles Then draw the number 6 with your right hand in the air. Go on, try it, no one's watching you . . .
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Quizilla fun!!!! phoenix

You are a PHOENIX in your soul and your wings make a statement. Huge and born of flame, they burn with light and power and rebirth. Ashes fall from your wingtips. You are an amazingly strong person. You survive, even flourish in adversity and hardship. A firm believer in the phrase, 'Whatever doesn't kill you only makes you stronger,' you rarely fear failure. You know that any mistake you make will teach you more about yourself and allow you to 'rise from the ashes' as a still greater being. Because of this, you rarely make the same mistake twice, and are not among the most forgiving people. You're extremely powerful and wise, and are capable of fierce pride, passion, and anger. Perhaps you're this way because you were forced to survive a rough childhood. Or maybe you just have a strong grasp on reality and know that life is tough and the world is cruel, and it takes strength and independence to survive it. And independence is your strongest point - you may care for others, and even depend on them...but when it comes right down to it, the only one you need is yourself. Thus you trust your own intuition, and rely on a mind almost as brilliant as the fire of your wings to guide you. You are eternal and because you have a strong sense of who and what you are, no one can control your heart or mind, or even really influence your thinking. A symbol of rebirth and renewal, you tend to be a very spiritual person with a serious mind - never acting immature and harboring a superior disgust of those who do. Likewise, humanity's stupidity and tendency to want others to solve their problems for them frustrates you endlessly. Though you can be stubborn, outspoken, and haughty, I admire you greatly.

*~*~*Claim Your Wings*~*~*
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Friday, January 23, 2004
This is just sad. Goodbye to another piece of my childhood.
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Thursday, January 22, 2004
I swear, I'm laughing so hard right now I have tears streaming down my face. Click here, and you too will laugh hysterically. If you don't, I never even knew ye. And there's more where that came from . . .
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Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Yep, looking at well-designed sites hit me the wrong way. I'm going to re-design this blog. I like the simplicity, but I think it's time for brighter colors, something to get me through the winter. I'm working on it, so give me some time. Hopefully you'll see similar content, but a fresh look within a few days or so.
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I was looking around online last night, wasting time. I was nervous about the UK game (they barely pulled out a win!) and I certainly wasn't going to watch that total waste of carbon lie about the State of the Union. So I started checking out the Bloggies. Boy there are some cool sites out there. You should check them out, and vote for your favorites. I've found a bunch of new sites where I can waste even more time . . . Hmmmm, there's a pattern here somewhere.
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Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Here's one of my favorite cartoons online. Although it is rather parent-oriented: get over it, I'm a Mommy! And I love Dilbert, too, of course.
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Monday, January 19, 2004
To prove that I have a sense of humor, I thought that this was hilarious!
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Here are a couple of pictures from yesterday's jaunt to the aquarium. We had a great time! The pictures didn't turn out great, but it's hard in a dark environment with so much glass. I tried to clean them up a little, and I'm not sure if I made them better or worse! I'm including the first one of the clown fish, because Lauren was just sure that was Nemo. She ran right up to the aquarium, all excited. Plus I think the picture is pretty neat, except for the slight glare from the flash on the glass below the fish. But the fish itself seems to just glow, which is pretty cool . . . Mark looks kind of evil in the second picture, and it's not much better of Lauren or me. Plus it's a little blurry, but I had to crop it some. This one was really dark, and lightening it up too much made it look even worse! Boy, that sounds like a lot of excuses, doesn't it??? And the turtle, because the turtle was just cool. Nemo????
The "real" Nemo

Family day

Turtles are cool . . .
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Saturday, January 17, 2004
Well, I'm making much progress on my big project for work. I worked on it all afternoon yesterday, took a break to have dinner with the family, then worked on it until around 11:00. Started again this morning, and have now sent a beta version to the trainer. Quite frankly, I'm sick of looking at the damn thing. On the double plus side of the equation, Katie is going to sit for us tonight, and Mark and I are going out! Like real adults! Yippeeee!! And tomorrow, we're going to go up to the Newport Aquarium and meet the wonderful Carol Ann. I think Lauren will love the aquarium. We haven't been there since I was very pregnant with her, and I'm looking forward to it myself. We'll also explore Newport on the Levee a little, or as long as Lauren will cooperate. Should be a great day! Monday I'll get back to work on this stuff, assuming I have some feedback from the trainer at that point. I told her I'd be gone tomorrow but available on Monday. Yuck!
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Friday, January 16, 2004
No posts lately, I've been swamped. Work is killing me this week, and this weekend will too. I would thank the gods that Monday is a holiday, except that I'll probably be working anyway. Can't wait to try to get work accomplished with a three year old in the house. Mark's going to occupy her as much as he can, but it will still mean doing the lion's share of the work after she goes to bed. She's on a mommy kick at the moment. More night terrors last night. She had been doing better with that in the last week or so. She had a little cold, which meant she wasn't getting into a very deep sleep because of her cough. I thought maybe we had gotten through it. But last night, at 11:30, it was back, punctuated by a blood-curdling scream. Then again at 5ish. There is absolutely nothing worse than seeing my kiddo terrified, eyes wide open, screaming and crying hysterically for mommy to help her (literally, "Mommy, please help me"), staring right at me but not knowing I'm there. There was nothing in the world I wanted more than to comfort her, and I couldn't help her. I hate night terrors. Today I'll be swamped, whenever I get the data from the stupid trainer. She e-mailed me last night, but about other stuff. Hello? I'm going to be spending my weekend working on your crap. Think you could take a couple of hours in the evening to get it to me? Guess not. On the upside, I'm going to try to reach Katie when she gets home from school to see if she can sit for us tonight or tomorrow night. Mark insists that we need an evening out, and he's right. I've been so stressed lately (lately? Last several months, more like), I could use an evening out. Mark had to work late last night - didn't get home until around 8. But Lauren and I had fun. She "helped" me cook dinner, then we made cookies and decorated them. I'm an excellent cook and baker, but I typically have a hard time with cut-out cookies - the dough is usually either too sticky or too dry. These worked great, though. They're yummy too . . .
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Tuesday, January 13, 2004
So I got tired of being grumpy, bitchy, and pissed (or any other really-bad-job dwarf you care to name, except Sneezy). I started looking at some of the recent pictures of Lauren. Cheered me right up!!! Here's a cute one from Christmas morning . . .
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I'm frustrated. I just got back from several meetings at the office. First of all, I hate going up there. Parking is a bitch, and I have to walk forever just to get into the building. Then walk another mile (seems like, anyway) to get to our offices. We have to borrow a conference room from another section, because we don't have our own. They were bitching because they said we were being too loud. Umm, we're just talking, not doing the rumba back here! Anyway, in 2 out of the 3 meetings, I came out with tons of work with short deadlines. The second meeting was the funniest, in a sick sort of sense. The trainer was to provide me with some content to create an ongoing 360 degree survey of around 50 questions. There will be three different groups taking this survey each month (peers, supervisor, and direct reports) about each supervisor in the training, and the reports will need to be broken down for these three different recipient groups. That way, the subject/trainee will be able to see an evaluation of their work style and effectiveness as seen by their staff, their peers, and their supervisor(s). They'll do their own self-assessment as well, at the face-to-face training. There will be about 25 - 40 participants/subjects per month in this training, and each will probably end up with 15 - 20 surveys about their performance. So that's anywhere between 375 - 800 surveys per month. Considering low response rates, I'm guessing around 250 - 500 surveys will come to me each month. I'll need to add some bells & whistles to the survey template ("make it look nice", she said), and create a back-end database to manage the results. Also develop a process to merge all these surveys! She hasn't finished creating the freaking questions yet! But it's ok, she says, because that won't take her long and she can get it to me just as soon as I need it. I asked when she wants this to start going out to the survey-takers. She said Monday. As in this coming Monday. I said, umm, ok, then I'll need the final version today or tomorrow at the very latest, in order to do what I need to do. She said, "I'm going to Bowling Green this afternoon, and I'll be back Thursday night. This stuff is on my home computer, so it will be Friday before I can start working on it. But I'll get it to you Friday morning, for sure. Oh, wait, I have a meeting in Louisville Friday morning. So it will be at least Friday afternoon before . . . ." You get the picture. But she still wants everything ready to go out Monday or Tuesday at the latest???? She actually said to me: "Well, it can't take that long to set up, the hardest part is creating all the questions." I said "OK, then you create the database and manage the process!" Which was much more professional than what I wanted to say. She didn't like that idea, though . . . . I wonder what my weekend will be like??? Grrrrrrr.
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Monday, January 12, 2004
I thought this was amusing.


What Famous Leader Are You?
Ooh, important disclaimer: I think this is fairly accurate, surprisingly - I mean, these quizzes are just for fun. But hell, I am a do-gooder, and I used to be called emaciated (amazing what pregnancy will do to ya, even three years later; I will probably never get my pre-baby body back). But don't worry too much about the "Morals matter to you" phrase. My own morals do matter to me, my own sense of right, wrong, & fair play. But not as in the GOP/Christian Right . . . Ewwwwwww. Your own morals are your own business, unless they infringe on mine. As far as I'm concerned, consenting adults can do whatever they want, as long as it doesn't harm anyone else.
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Sunday, January 11, 2004
I swear to God, I have the coolest kid ever. She is just so much fun! We went to the Lexington Children's Museum today, and had a blast. She especially loves the bubble room and the shadow maker. When we were leaving, I ran down the block to Starbucks to get a chai for the road. When I got up to the car in the parking garage, she was strapped in her car seat, and held out her arms to me. I opened the back door to give her a hug, and she gave me the sweetest hug ever and a kiss on the cheek. She leaned her little head on my shoulder for a second and whispered "Thank you, Mommy, I had fun!" She's freaking three. What three year old even thinks of saying "thank you" to her parents for something like that? She's easily the best kid ever. Smart, sweet, funny, strong, kind, beautiful, happy, polite, generous, sunny . . . Aww, I'm getting all mushy now (and most of both my readers know that's rare). Off to bed for me!
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Friday, January 09, 2004
WTF??????? This is just insane. I can't believe this guy was put in jail for telling his son that he's gay. And Tennessee is a little too close to home. I can totally see some publicity hungry county attorney or judge in some backwater area doing the same damn thing here. And I absolutely love morons.org.
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Wednesday, January 07, 2004
This is awesome. Give it a minute to load. And this one, I love this one too.
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Monday, January 05, 2004
Why did no one buy me this for Christmas? It's available on Think Geek, even . . .
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Night terrors are a bad, bad thing. I'm very tired.
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Saturday, January 03, 2004
Conversation with my child, earlier tonight. I asked her to set the table, which involves handing out the forks & napkins. Her reply? "Why, certainly, my dear darling . . ." Where does she get this stuff? Weird kid.
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