Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Apparently I'm under a rock

Am I the only one who didn't know that Heather (aka Dooce) is going to have a show on HGTV.

Wow! WOW!

Who knew?

She definitely kept it underwraps. I'm sure we should have figured with all the traveling she's doing that she had "something" up her sleeve.

Congratulations Heather!

Sunday, February 21, 2010

A view from the desert

On the way home from the grocery store, I saw this:

Do you see it? Look close. Seriously. Really look at it.

Yes. That's what you think it is. Snow. In the "mountains" less than 30 minutes from my driveway.

What's amazing is that all that snow is usually gone by the first sunny day after one of these storms. Gone. The only stuff that hangs out is at the very top.

And to get up to this snow? Uh...there's no road up there to get to this stuff. So we can see it. We can feel how cold it is. We just can't get up to get to it. Unless we know how to rock climb....

Monday, February 15, 2010

Making Mommy Laugh

The Bear was eating a snack at the kitchen table.
I was watching the biathlon on NBC and the station took a break.

Look! It's Barack Obamba!

I couldn't help but giggle to myself at his foible on the President's name. But I have to tell you that for the rest of the night, I had that song "La Bamba" running in the background of my mind.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Kicking Fighting and Screaming

The Hubs and kids drove up to spend some time with my ILs today.


I'm at home alone. Yes. I chose to stay home instead of going on the 1.5 hour drive up to just sit around at my IL's house.

What am I doing with my alone time? Cleaning. I spent a few hours cleaning up. Knowing that the house would stay clean. At least until they come home later on today.

4 loads of laundry (washed, dried, & put away). Vacuum'd up and downstairs. Cleaned the 2.5 bathrooms. Swept and mopped the bathrooms and downstairs tile. Washed and put away all the dishes. Yeah! The house smells like lavender and clorox. Lovely!

And now I'm finally resting. Sitting in front of my computer. In search of a job. Yes. I'm on the look-out for a new job. I'm hoping to find a new job in San Diego. [sigh] Remember how I tried to find one last summer? Well, we all know that THAT didn't pan out like I'd dreamed it would. But with the new "bad taste in my mouth" feeling I'm venturing out and looking once more.

I actually did submit my resume to 2 places this week. Hmmm...I wonder I conveyed my desire properly? You see, I have a hard time "tooting my own horn" when it comes to applying for a job. Once I am physically IN an office? I am comfortable showing people the value that I can add. [sigh] But actually getting myself IN is the battle.

Hopefully I'm up for this battle.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Weird illnesses

As an adult, I pretty much am in good health. Yes. I had my first reality check this fall when I was diagnosed with high blood pressure. But overall? I don't even THINK about getting sick other than the normal cold or flu bug.

I do know some folks who have had some WEIRD illnesses.

One gal I know had bell's palsy. The one side of her face dropped for a couple of weeks. She healed up and hasn't had any further issues with that brush with that illness.

Another gal I know ended up getting a weird sore on her ankle and it was pussy and wasn't going away. She ended up going to the doctor and found out that the sore on her ankle had the same stuff in it that gives people canker sores. She actually had a canker sore on her lip earlier in the week and had a small scratch on her ankle. When her ankle was itchy, she must have just touched her face recently because she transferred the virus to her ankle. Wa-laa! She ended up getting the yuckiness on her ankle.

Now? I just found out that my sister was diagnosed with shingles. My sister! The one who ran her first half marathon on Sunday. Her doc gave her vicodin on Monday. She ended up not sleeping the entire night because of the pain. Ay-yay-yay! Via Facebook, my sister has been getting advice from friends that she should have her doc prescribe her percocet instead. Anyone know if it works better? This is the sister that gave me chicken-pox one summer. She ended up with a mild case while I ended up with SO many pox all over my body. It was horrible because I was thoroughly itchy and it was a HOT summer.

Anyone else out there dealing with any weird illnesses? What's the weirdest one you've heard of or dealt with yourself?

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Making Mommy Laugh

There are a few things that give me the heebee-geebeez.

I rinse off and wipe the top aluminum cans goods before I open them. That means any kind of diet or regular soda. Any canned veggies. Any soup brand from Campbell's to Wolfgang Puck. Yeah. I don't know where these things were stored. I know that some storage places aren't so clean. Little critters run amok and could have run on top of my can. The one I'm about to put my lips on. The can that I'm about to pour contents out of. [shuddering] I'm just that way.

I have the same feeling about the clothes that I buy. Not only for me but for the entire family. When I get stuff home, I cut off the tags and throw them into the washer. That's right. I wash every single piece of clothing BEFORE they officially wear it for the first time. Shirts. Sweaters. Jackets. Socks. It doesn't matter where I purchase the clothes from. Old Navy. Lands End. Nordstrom. Clothing is washed (or dry-cleaned...but once I became a Mom I rarely buy anything that needs this special kind of treatment) and dried completely before we wear things.


So last night? The Hubs comes home and discovers that a shirt he ordered has come in the mail. He's all excited and opens the package right in the front hall after he takes off his shoes. He shows me the shirt and goes off to get changed out of his work clothes. And when he returns to me? He's wearing that darn shirt that just came in the mail! HE. IS. WEARING. IT. After grimacing at him, I go about finishing up dinner.

We sat down to dinner and went about our normal mealtime conversation. The Bear realized that the Hubs was wearing a new shirt.

Bear: Daddy, where did you get that shirt?
Hubs: Daddy ordered it and just got it in the mail.
Bear: Oohhh. But the question is...did you wash it yet?

Yes. That's what my son said! He's so funny! Definitely my son!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

When to know when to leave

You might feel fine and dandy when you ask to be evaluated for a raise and actually get it. 

But amazingly, get a complaint after you submit your worked hours for the month. Apparently, the higher ups reduced your number of approved hours per month when they approved the raise. But no one bothered to let you know.

Then when there's a screw-up, you work hard for two months on a project and end up with a huge backlog of work. Once the project has died down, you bust your butt to get the backlog caught up. But get another set of raised eyebrows when you accidentally work 5.5 hours over your approved number of hours. 


This is what happened to me.

And this is why I'm searching high and low for a new job.

These people "say" that they appreciate all the work that I do but have shown me that in so many ways that I'm just a tiny working bee to them. That the time I put in is only appreciated when they feel it's justified.


I'm very disappointed in their behavior. Makes me sad.