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August 18 Wish me luckOkay, so right after I put my two weeks notice in at my weekend job (AFC home) the home supervisor put in her two weeks notice. So I applied for the supervisors postition. I've worked for this company for 7+ years, 3 of them as the assistant home supervisor. I have an interview with HR on the 26th. Wish me luck because I really, really want this job. August 07 I'm FrustratedI would just like to go on record as saying that I hate most companies (in this case my cable and internet provider) idea of "Cusotomer Support." Aagghhh!!!! Whose brilliant idea was it to computerize customer support. I'm having trouble with my internet connection, so, like a total moron I call my internet provider. Go figure. Their first recorded message was to try going online for support. Hmmm... If I could have gotten on line, I wouldn't of needed the support. My next attempt got me a computerized voice that kept trying to troubleshoot my problem. This bitch was completely useless in every aspect and then when I told her to go @$&! herself, she thanked me and told me to have a nice day. The absolute nerve!
August 06 Temporary FreedomI have been temorarily liberated. I finished my summer class a couple of days ago and have about three weeks of freedom before the fall semester begins. Plus, I put my two weeks notice in at my weekend job, so I will finally have some time off. Working everyday was beginning to catch up to me. August 3rd was my birthday and I was so busy that I forgot about it. I had my final in American Lit that day. Anyway, I've missed everyone and I'm really sorry that I just disappeared. It looks like fall will be no better though. I will be taking 17 credits and working full time but I will try to keep in better contact on the board.
 July 03 Make Your Own FireworksGo here to create your own virtual fireworks! Have a happy 4th everyone. June 30 The World is Full of Scary PeopleWhat would possess a mother to put her children into the trunk of a car as a form of punishment? I am referring to a news bit that I read on msn. Here is the link for anyone interested in reading it.
I am not only sickened by what this mother did, but I am disturbed that the woman was not immediately arrested. I understand that they did not want to further upset these children, but for pete's sake, she could have killed them by putting them in the trunk. Next time they may not be so lucky as to have people around to witness their mother's abuse and put a stop to it. The world is full of scary people that should never have children.  June 23 The not-so-cute Name GameHas anyone else noticed the irritating habit that MSN has acquired of combining the names of celebrity couples into one not-so-cute nickname. Examples -TomKat for Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes - Bennifer for Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner - Brangelina for Brad Pitt and Anjelina Jolie. Someone Please Make Them Stop! June 21 Any Lefties?
I'm left handed and just wondering how many of you are southpaws as well. When I was in my early grade school years (I'm talking K-3) there was still some dispute over left handedness and whether a left handed child should be encouraged to use their right hand. Initially my teachers tried to force me to use my left hand. I found this very upsetting. I couldn't understand why it mattered and I thought that there was something wrong with me. As a result, I am fairly adept at using either hand, except when it comes to writing. I am strictly a left handed writer, but I use scissors and crochet with my right hand. For many other tasks I can use either hand, such as eating, brushing my hair, or driving. Who else is a lefty and what experiences did you have growing up left handed, if any? Here are a couple of sites with some interesting facts about left handedness. Enjoy. http://www.left-hand.org/leftstuff2.shtml http://www.absoluteastronomy.com/encyclopedia/l/le/left-handed.htm Good Morning
I hope everyone is having a better day than this poor dog. To the wonderful people that have responded to my grief - I am doing well. I miss my sister and it sneaks up on me at times, but I embrace those moments. It allows me to remember how much I love her and how much she meant to me. You are all very kind and I thank you for your thoughtfulness. June 15 My Big Baby
I'd like to introduce you all to my baby. His name is Dodger and he is the best canine friend a person could hope for. He has a seizure disorder but right now it's under control. Isn't he beautiful? Go ahead... Admire him... I know you want to...
June 14 First day of American Lit & suggestions pleaseMy first class went well. The instructor seems very nice, if a tad odd. Which is wonderful because I like "odd" people. I don't think that the work load will be to hard. There is only one research paper due by the end of the 8 weeks. We have to pick a single primary work by a serious American author and write a paper that includes their biography, critical responses from secondary sources, and our own analysis of the piece. The most difficult part of this assignment, for me, is going to be deciding on the author and the piece. There are so many worthy authors. Any advice or suggestions would be welcome. What authors do you like, what work by them is your favorite, and why? I'd like to make my selection early so that I can spend most of the 8 weeks developing my paper. June 13 Back to classWell, my break is over, summer classes start today. I'm only taking one - American Lit - so that I can enjoy some of my summer. I'm actually looking forward to this class. I love literature so it should be fun for me. I'm always a little nervous at the start of classes. There's new instructors and classmates to meet and I'm rather shy in person so this always causes me a small amount of stress. Plus, being a non-traditional students makes me feel like I stand out anyway... eekkk... I hate to stand out. I know that for the most part, this is in my head, but I still feel that way at tiimes. In the end it really doesn't matter. I love going to class and learning and this makes it easier. Take care! June 10 Sigh!I’m in an introspective place today. I feel the need for solitude and silence to let my thoughts find shape. My muddled mind is full of chaos so I think I may take a long walk along the river to put things back in order. Take care all. June 08 Response to Mandersblue's questionMandersblue - I don't mind sharing the details of how my sister died. She was 41 years old (just a month away from her 42nd bday) and she died as a result of excessive and chronic alcohol abuse. She was a late stage alcoholic and was experiencing many of the health problems that hardcore alcoholics suffer from. The immediate cause of her death is undetermined but the most likely reason was extremely high levels of potassium in her blood which would have caused her heart to fail. The only thing that bothers me about sharing that my sister died from alcoholism is that some people immediately make judgements about what type of person she was. People tend to determine the value of her life based on her disease. This angers me but I've learned to chalk it up to their own ignorance about alcoholism. My sister was a beautiful, loving, intelligent, person who was afflicted with a terrible disease that she was helpless to control and her family misses her more than words can express. June 06 Blech!An absoulutely horrifying 91 humid degrees yesterday! Thank God for air conditioning or I would not be blogging today (I'd be a useless puddle on the floor). The trouble with Northern Michigan weather is not just the humidity, it's the fact that one day it is a high of 69 degrees and the very next day it will be 91 degrees. That's hard to adjust to. May 31 Back From my Long WeekendI enjoyed an extended weekend. I spent time puttering around in my garden, walking my faithful dog, playing with my family, and just spending lots of time outside. I didn't even take time away from my playing long enough to blog, but now I'm back and ready to go, as you can probably see from somewhat long previous blog. Anyway, I hope everyone had a safe and fun-filled holiday weekend. Take care. May 26 101 things you wish you never knew about me
Deep, Dark, and ShamefulI have a shameful secret that I must speak about. I feel that if I can just say (or write) it out loud, the shame will no longer have any power over me. However, my shame is complicated by a deep sadness. Yes, I am in mourning. So I’m vulnerable and fear the criticism that I am surely going to inspire with my confession. Still, I must get this monkey off my back or I will never be able to move on. So I will say it quickly; I will bite the bullet and spill my guts.
Listen closely… Here it comes…
Iamanamericanidoljunkie.
Did you catch that? More slowly?
I - am - an - American - Idol - Junkie.
Do you all hate me now?
Hello, my name is Roberta and I’m an Idol addict.
My shame is deep. You’re probably wondering why I’m in mourning. I am mourning because Bo lost to Carrie. Carrie is a great little country singer, but I am a rock –n- roll girl at heart. There, I’ve done it. I’ve confessed my deepest darkest secret.
Now please be gentle with me… May 24 10 things you don't know about me- I love to learn - My husband is my best friend - I miss my big sister so much I can't breathe - I believe in my children (and love them completely) - I walk my dog every night - I treat my dog like a person - I make friends slowly - I feel beautiful when my husband looks at me - I read... all the time - I sing in my car... off key May 23 My motherIt seems that for much of our lives we view our parents as extensions of ourselves. We often create in our minds a world in which we hold center court and all other inhabitants are seated around us in a circle. This is especially true in regards to our parents and for me it is most true in regards to my mother. In a child’s mind the parent exists to serve them. My mother is here on this planet to be my mother. She is here to care for me, to listen to me, to cheer me on. Right? She has no thoughts or feelings that exist separate from me. How can she, I am the center of her universe. Okay, so maybe I have overstated this idea just a bit, but you get the picture. It is difficult to see our parents as individuals with lives, thoughts and feelings that we know nothing about. At what point do we begin to see them as people instead of as just parents? It’s probably different for everyone. We may get occasional glimpses of this periodically while growing up, but we push it away and turn a blind eye to it. However, it becomes easier to see as we grow older. For me, the inevitable moment came when my sister died. I remember seeing my mother holding my sister’s lifeless hand and crying, asking God why. In that moment she became a real person to me. She was no longer my mother. She was a woman, grieving the death of her child. She was a woman experiencing an unspeakable pain that I could not touch or control. In her grief, she was exposed to me more clearly that ever before. I have seen glimpses of the real woman inside of my mother before and I’m sure that I will see them again, but I will probably never see her as clearly as I did in that moment. She was a woman with a past that existed before me and a future that would go on without me, just as it was going on without my sister. She has experienced things that I know nothing about and has had friends that I’ve never met. My mother is a woman, just like me. |
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