Monday, August 31, 2009

For Hire

Today is the first day that my office assistant was suppose to start. He was suppose to start at 2:30 central standard time. It is now 3:03. He hasn't called, he hasn't showed up. Should I give him another chance? I mean, this is the first day of work and this guy has already made a bad impression.

So I thought that everybody deserves a second chance at something. I mean, I don't even know how many more chances that God has given me...more than I can even count or even keep up with. This new worker of mine is 18 years old and has very little office experience so I thought instead of just throwing in the towel, I would call him to see what was up.

When I called my new office assistant and asked him what was up, he gave me the run down that he doesn't have a car and that his mom has to pick him up. I didn't want to go into detail because sometimes people have problems that we just don't really need to hear. I asked my new person if he still wanted this job and he said yes, and I did ask him if transportation would be a problem every day, and he said no. Ok, I said to myself that I would give him another chance. He has to finish up some paperwork first, but hopefully he will be able to start next week. We will see.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Inquiring minds want to know

I want to know why do these companies make these 100 calorie pack snacks and they put an odd number of bags in the box, and then why do they have to put so few in the bag? I mean hook a sista up. I be trying to get my snack attack on. How bad can it be if you put more snacks in a 100 calorie pack? If I eat the entire box of five packs in a day, then I might as well just get a regular size box with the regular calories. Ok, I must admit that I did catch these 100 calorie packs on sale and then I had to try them. The box had five freaking itty bitty bags. What was wrong with making it six bags? I REALLY did think that five bags would be great because I could eat a bag a day. Hahaha...I'm laughing at myself because lets just say that the second bag didn't even make it to the second day and I won't even begin to tell you what happened with bags 3-5.

I also want to know why is it when we are driving and there is a school bus that come them darn children ain't at the bus stop already? Somebody would get left if I was driving that bus. I guess that's why I ain't driving. If your bus is suppose to come at 7:05, by golly, have your lazy behind at the stop earlier than 7:04 and 53 seconds. I was on my way to work and the bus is waiting with the blinking lights on and then finally a few kids come and they are walking all slow like this is their world. I wish I would have had a bull horn so I could have yelled out the window..."Get your behind on that bus or you will get left." Kids have it way too easier these days. I had to walk to, I had to hump my way to school, cause that was no short walk.

Inquiring minds also want to know why in the heck do folks put all these initials after their name when we, the common folk, don't even know what the initials mean. Ok, I can understand D.D.S, and ED. and Dr. and Jr., but when you start putting M.M.S.T.Q.Z.L.L. and all that stuff behind your name, it's best to either spell it out or leave it off. How in the world you gonna call yourself whatever it is you call yourself and you call me in my office to tell me that you put a new ink cartridge in your printer and you want to know why it doesn't work...when I go to your office to check it out, how come the tape is still on it from the package and your response is..."oh, I didn't know that." Duh!!!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

I'm just saying....

I think just because I have a lively outlook, that people think I can't get upset every now and then. Well I do. Yes I love to laugh and make people laugh, and I am confident in who I am, but that's only a part of me. I hurt too. I get tired too. I am human. Well my daughter comes up to me and ask if she can go school clothes shopping. I want to know if her clothes have gotten too little, she said no and that she just wanted some new clothes. Now before you go into the "I'm a bad mother syndrome", I personally feel that every parent has their own different way of parenting. It doesn't mean it's right or wrong, it's just your way. Ok, back to my story.

So my daughter tells me that nothing is wrong with her clothes she has and I asked her if buyer newer clothes would help her learn better in school. She says no so I didn't really see a point in buying more clothes just to make her happy. I did compromise with her that when I go and work out at the gym that we would stop by to see what was on clearance and if the price was right, I might consider getting her a new top......well I didn't go and work out, I was exhausted after work and when she saw that I wasn't moving, do you know that child of mine just went and got in the bed and pulled the cover over her head!!! I asked what was wrong with her and we all know she said, "NOTHING." I knew it was because of she didn't get what she wanted when she wanted.

Stuff like that doesn't bother me. I didn't feel like going so I didn't go. I feel that I don't owe any child of mine an explanation for what I decide to do or don't do for that matter. I am not one of those parents who are afraid of their children, and I am not afraid to speak my mind whether they like it or not. I let my daughter be mad at the world for not getting a top. Ok, so I'm just saying...put your big girl panties on and deal with it. ...........................................................When people put their head between their legs and realize they stank, they will come up for air eventually....I'm just saying....

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Things my father taught me

I know I am guilty of sometimes forgetting the dad in our lives. We think of him on Father's Day for a brief moment and then move on with whatever else we have to do. We think of him on his birthday when we spend all of three minutes searching for a card to mail two days right before his birthday, and we know it's gonna get there late. We think of dad on Christmas when we are trying to buy him a gift on December 24 when we've had moms gift way back in August. We do think of fathers, dads, pops, papa, daddy, big guy, bubba or whatever you call that man who donated sperm here or there.

So as I was driving my son to football practice on yesterday, I thought of my dad. Why? I don't know why, but these few thoughts came to my mind. I am the third of four girls. The only man in our house was of course, my dad, along with us four girls and then my mom. I asked my dad how did he manage with all women in the house and no other men. He said to me, "Daughter, I just prayed a lot." Growing up, especially on Sundays, I saw my dad dressed before any of the five women. He would say that he was being patient so that he could get out of the way in order for all five of his women to get in the mirrors. He never said to us girls nor my mother to hurry up. My dad played baseball with us girls and whenever either of us went on a date, he always gave us change just in case we needed to make a phone call.

My dad has taught me how to listen and observe. He would say that you could always tell how ignorant a person was just by listening to them speak. He also said that the brightest people are smart, not because of education, but my being silent most of the time. It took me a while to fully understand that but as I grew more into adulthood, it became very clear. My dad taught me how to tie a tie. I asked him one day why did I need to know how to do that. He said that if anything ever happened to him and The Lord chose to take his hands, then he would have one of his daughters to tie his tie for him. My dad taught me how to be kind to others. He said treating people how they treat you is not the way to be. My dad taught me how to mow grass, wash and wax a car. He said there may not be a man in my life who will do it for me. My dad taught me that every Tom, Dick, and Harry just may be Tom's dick that is hairy. (This was an awkward moment.)

My dad will make 67 in October and I'm thankful to have a father like my dad. He is the most humble person I know and he loves The Lord with greatness. He also taught me one more thing....he said, "Stand up to be seen, speak up to be heard, then sit down to be appreciated."

Monday, August 24, 2009

It is what it is

Today is the first day of school for my 11th and 8th graders. I was more excited to finally get them out of the house of what they thought was a fast summer. I got tired of coming home in the evening from work to see them still in pajamas and hadn't been up except for a few meesley hours. During the summer, I was off on Fridays and my kids hated to see that day come because they knew I wouldn't let them sleep like hubby let them sleep. I would make them get out of the bed and clean up and help with whatever else needed to be done. I was the enemy but my kids must realize that sleeping in every single day is not part of the real is what it is.

My hubby comes in and just put his stuff anywhere. Yeah I know he lives there too, but everything has its place. I don't just throw my stuff around and can't find it later. He then yells throughout the house if anyone has seen his glasses and his medicine. I don't mind helping but I asked him if I wasn't there and the kids were in school, who would help him then? It is what it is.

Classes started back at the college today. There are students who have been misplaced in the wrong classes. There are a lot of classes that are full and we can't put even one more student in thes classes. I mentioned to them that they will have to change their schedules around in order to fit into some of the classes that are open. They wanted to know if they could be an exception. The answer is is what it is.

Our 13 year old son has now started playing football. He seems to enjoy it and so hubby asked son if football and school was going to be too much on him, son said no. I said that in life we must learn to juggle a few things at one time and still have a good head on our shoulders. This will help son to understand that life isn't all about fun and games and that there does come a point in life when certain decisions have to be made, whether it's a good one or a bad one....that's life...and it is what it is.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Patience is a virtue

Today is Monday and my house phone has been off since Wednesday of last week. (Of course I paid the bill) We believe lightning struck something when it did all that raining but we really wasn't sure. I called the phone company on Thursday to inform them that we had no phone service and they said that the quickest they could get to it would be that Saturday....well I and the family was out of town so that was not a good day. I asked them if they could come out on Monday to get the phone fixed and they said that was fine.

When I mentioned to hubby that we would be without a phone for a few days, he didn't like it that I was so calm about it. I wasn't frantic not one bit, but he, on the other hand, loves the phone and the TV. So I told him that it was nothing we could do about it until the phone people come and fix it. Hubby asked me to call them again and I was like, you know, I already called them and they coming out on Monday. He tried to defend his demeanor by saying, "We pay for service and we should get our phone fixed." OK I agree, but the phone company said there were a lot of phones out in our area and they were working on it as fast as they could. That's all I could ask for. I could be patient.

I was being as patient as possible and I can't make them come out no faster just because my husband was beginning to get irate. I told hubby to pretend we were already on vacation because we wouldn't be able to answer it anyway if we were not home. He said he couldn't pretend. (That was a laughing moment if you saw him acting like he was 3). Even though the phone company called me at work this morning to say they were on their way to my house to fix the phone, the quietness brought about some family time. There was no one to run as soon as the phone rang, no one had to fight over who got the phone first and the world did not end because we had no phone. I'm sure if somebody really needed to get in contact with us, they would have called our cell phones. (All four of us have one) --I just know that there will be tons of voicemail that I will have to listen to; but I can manage that because it will be all for peeps would have just e-mailed me. (hahahaha)

Friday, August 14, 2009

Things that make you go....HMMMMM!!!

There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.

English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France(Surprise!).

Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.

Quicksand works slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea or is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?

If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth?

One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese?

Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend.

If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it? Is it an odd, or an end?

If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?

In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?

How can you put something in a car and call it a shipment but send it by ship and it's called cargo? Have noses that run and feet that smell?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.

English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all.That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.

P.S. - Why doesn't "Buick" rhyme with "quick

Thursday, August 13, 2009

A difference of opinion

People have to realize that an opinion is just that, an opinion. It's even ok if I don't have the same opinion as you and it's also ok if I feel your opinion sucks. I'm getting ahead of myself. This is how the story goes. I have this cousin who annoys the crap out of me. She is the type of person that will worry the horns off of a billy goat. She has been calling my house like 3 and 4 times a day wondering what is going on with the family reunion for this year. FIRST OF ALL, I am not even in charge of the reunion. So I told her that she needs to contact my sister in MS and get all the info from her because DUH my sister is over it this year. I also told my cousin not to call me anymore with this tomfoolery regarding a reunion. I gave her my sisters info and again said for her NOT TO CALL MY HOUSE. That was a waste of my breath. When she called again, I was at work and I told my family not to give her my work number; when she called again after that, I had taken my son to football practice so I still wasn't home; when she called again after that, I was gone to the store. SO this wench (would this be a good word) then had the audacity to tell my husband that she feels that I am ignoring her and wants to know how come I am never at home. (Ok I was ignoring her....and???)

...and your honor, this is how my hubby stepped out of bounds.....He tells me that I should just call her. I asked him why was he drinking kool-aid and didn't know the flavor. He asked me why I didn't want to talk with her. I told him that she is annoying me and that I don't know anything about the reunion. He said well just call her because it would be "the adult thing to do". Hold on, stop the he is dipping and dapping and don't even know what's happening. Do we all do things because it's the "adult thing" to do? (My hand is raised...oooo oooo pick me, pick me teacher.....the answer is HECK TO THE NO!.) So hubby then goes into this blahgee squagee how I SHOULD just hear my cousin out and to hear what she's got to say. I already know what she is going to say. I told him that I disagree with him and that I am not calling her back. Again he says, well you SHOULD agree with me and you SHOULD call her back.....As Madea would say...PUT THE SHUT TO THE UP!!!

I wasn't going to argue with my husband....I was not going to argue with my cousin....I am not calling her back and that is my final answer. That is why caller ID was invented because if I'm home and see her calling, I am not answering. I am actually going in to block her number from calling me.....oh dear, now that wouldn't even be an adult of me....what would the neighbors say......

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

The super 8 tag

I've been tagged by the delightful Chic Mama in a tag of eights.
The rules are:
- Mention the person who tagged you.
- Complete the list of eights
- Tag eight others and let them know.

1) Eight things I am looking forward to :
-The kids getting out of the house
-Going to Alaska one day
-Going to Hawaii one day
-Going on a road trip with my mom and three sisters (it's a girl thing)
-Getting a massage
-Going on my next cruise
-Jesus' return (this should have been number one)

2) Eight things I did yesterday:
-Came to work
-Went to lunch with a co-worker
-Stayed on facebook way too long
-Took my son to football practice (any carpoolers out there)
-Check my bank account (was hoping for a miracle)
-Posted a blog
-Finally got around to checking all my e-mail and responding
-Took a bath

3) Eight things I wish I could do:
- Take a trip
- Take a nap
- Get paid before pay day
- Sew
- Play the piano
- Mute my family when I don't want to hear their ramblings
- Mute my coworkers when I don't want to hear their complaints
- Eat shrimp and crab all day

4) Eight places I would like to travel to:
-Virgin Islands
-New York

5) Eight places I've travelled to:
-Bahamas (x2)
-Houston, TX
-Disney World (Orlando)
-Six Flags (Georgia)
-Williamsburg, VA
-New Orleans, LA
-Jackson, MS
-Tallahassee, FL (and the list just goes on)

6) Eight people to tag:
I think I will just let all 8 of them know they've been tagged.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Say what?

If anyone has teenagers at home, we all know that they have a different language than most of us. They have their own style of clothing, their own style of friends and even their own style of music. I feel that in order to be in tune with today's teenagers that we must be aware of some of the crazy things they do, and even listen to some of the downright crap they listen to. I may not be where they are 24/7 but I at least need to "feel" them.

Well my kids are the typical teenagers. They love to text. Period. There is no gratification or explanation there. Texting to them is like going to work for us. Whenever my kids send me a message, they like to use a lot of instant message lingo. When my 16 year old daughter sent me a message, I had to go back and read it again to try and comprehend what it said. I am the type of person who doesn't like using all the lingo, I'd rather just spell out the word if I can. Here are a few texting lingo that I think, as parents, that we should be in tune to with our children. So if your kids are texting and you have no idea what they are saying, check it out. For all we know, they could be building a bomb and we not even know it.

2moro - Tomorrow
2nite - Tonight
BRB - Be Right Back
BTW - By The Way
B4N - Bye For Now
BCNU - Be Seeing You
BFF - Best Friends Forever
DBEYR - Don’t Believe Everything You Read
FUD - Fear, Uncertainty, and Disinformation
FWIW - For What It’s Worth
GR8 - Great
ILY - I Love You
IMHO - In My Humble Opinion
IRL - In Real Life
ISO - In Search Of
J/K - Just Kidding
L8R - Later
LOL - Laughing Out Loud -or- Lots Of Love
LYLAS - Love You Like A Sister
MHOTY - My Hat’s Off To You
NIMBY - Not In My Back Yard
NP - No Problem
NUB - it stands for a new person
OIC - Oh, I See
OMG - Oh My God
OT - Off Topic
PIR - Parents In Room
POV - Point Of View
RBTL - Read Between The Lines
RT - Real Time
RTM - Read The Manual
SITD - Still In The Dark
STBY - Sucks To Be You
SWAK - Sealed With A Kiss
TFH - Thread From Hell
THX - Thanks
TLC - Tender Loving Care
TMI - Too Much Information
TTYL - Talk To You Later
TYVM - Thank You Very Much
VBG - Very Big Grin
WEG - Wicked Evil Grin
WYWH - Wish You Were Here
XOXO - Hugs and Kisses

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Love the skin you're in

I was recently featured on Moms Fighting Fat as Ms. Sandy did a podcast interview on women who are confident being a plus size woman. I am still honored and overwhelmed. You have to go there to listen to the interview but I was so itching to tell her more that time did not allow. This is for all the women who are struggling with a few more pounds here or there, or even if you are unhappy about something, then this blog is for you.

First and foremost, you've got to love the skin you're in. It may not be what you want, but I say work with what you got, girlfriend. Yes, I watch my weight....every morning when I get dressed and look in the mirror, I say, "girl you are gorgeous." Sometimes we've got to do something for ourselves to make us feel good about ourselves. Go and buy yourself something special...just for you...nothing for the kids, nothing for the hubby, just you without feeling any guilt. It doesn't have to cost a lot but if you spend more than what you can afford, I can't take in anybody to come and live with me. Even if you buy you a cheap pair of ear-rings from the dollar store, put on a little make up, get on some sexy jeans and tell yourself that you are fantabulous. Oh that means you are fantastic and fabulous all in one.

Get rid of the baggy pants and get yourself something nice...but remember, I can't take in any borders if you spend your mortgage payment. Live your life like it's golden. Make yourself hot! Put on some stilettos and tell your hubby or boyfriend that you are his dinner tonight. OH MY! Make yourself feel good about you.

I've been confident in the skin that I am in because it's like dating a guy you like, but the guy you really like doesn't even know you exist; so in that case you are going to settle for what you have until you can get what you want. OH SNAP. That sounds mischievous. Believe it or not, there are men who are just as insecure as a lot of women but if you are looking for a man to love you...then you've got to love you. Love every inch of weight you have because you are wonderfully and fearfully made. When you were made, there was careful planning in your creation and God looked at everything and said that it was good. You are beautiful, so you've got to love the skin you're in before anybody else can love it the way you want it to be loved.

The old saying used to be that the bigger the berry, the sweeter the juice...yeah, yeah, new saying is that the bigger the berry, the more juice you can get...and you can take that in whatever way your mind wants to travel.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Decisions, Decisions

Hubby and I had sat down and talked one evening and he asked me about an idea that was on his mind. I told him that I didn't think it was a good idea and told him my reasons why I thought that. He then agreed with me and then we settled it....or so I thought. Yesterday when I came in from work, he said that he did something that I might not be happy with. So if he thinks I'm not going to be happy with it, why would he do it then.....Hmmm, inquiring minds want to know.

I sat on the couch and waited for him to continue his conversation. He had to take the extremely long way around before he even got to the point. He tells me that he talked to a friend of his about this idea and the friend tells him that it's a good idea and that he should go forth and do it. Now here is where I'm ready to punch him in his eye; not both eyes because he needs to see me coming, only one eye will do.

I can see if he talks with the friend FIRST and then talks to me so that we can make the final say so of whatever decision it is. He and I had already made a decision as husband and wife; so why in the shabookie would you then take this outside of the house and ask somebody else what they thought?.....Oh but wait....hubby then asks me if I was mad at him for doing that.....MAD?....MAD?.... I don't know what the heck I want to feel. I was so disappointed at him that I didn't know what to do.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Tired and Exhausted

This morning was totally crazy. I set my alarm clock for 5:15 a.m. every morning in order for me to leave the house at 6:30 a.m. to be to work for 7:00 a.m. Can somebody please tell me why I turned the alarm off and then went back to sleep? When I did turn over, I saw daylight coming through my window. That was odd. Hmmm, I looked over at my clock and how come I saw the numbers 6:00 staring at me! WHAT THE HECK!!! OH MY!!! I jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth and then let the stream of serenity flow. I was flabbergasted.

I think my tiredness is that I go to the gym four days a week after I get off work and then early Saturday morning. I am also doing alot of stuff at work while at the same time trying to train my new boss on alot of stuff she needs to know. So it feels like I am doing it all and then not to mention those dog-gone nagging students. Well anyway, I'm trying to get dressed and get my tail out of the house on time. I put on my Capri's and my top (which I am so glad I took out last night) and then I look in the mirror. WHAT THE SHEEZY!! My hair looks like about 6 scarecrows played hopscotch while jumping rope at the same time. I quickly plug in the hot curlers and proceed with getting my shoes. The clock is playing a cruel joke on me because one minute it was 6:05 and then it just suddenly jumped to 6:15.

I kept telling myself that I can do this. I quickly put in about two curls in my hair and combed it back and made it do what it do. You would not believe that I made it to work at exactly 6:57. GEEZ. Enough is enough.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Anywhere but here

Monday.....WORK, WORK, WORK......Phone ringing off the hook.....Need a vacation

Office thinks they can't survive without me


They say that crap but I know better.....
They just don't want to be left doing the work. Piles of paperwork to finish......will get to it when I get to it, no sooner.....
Haven't even had breakfast and hungry like a hippo....gotta pee, restroom is occupied.....would opt for men's restroom, went in there once and it was disgusting.....I'd rather wait....
students complaining for the gazillioneth time....why do they do this at the end of the term? They knew they were failing before today. It is what it is. Whatever happened to Calgon - take me away!! I'd rather be anywhere else today, but not here.