Is the Batchelor Gay?

Ok, I realize that question might be slightly inflammatory, and I admit to never having watched an episode prior to the last 20 minutes of tonight's show, but I have to wonder, did he really feel nothing for either woman or was he simply too afraid to commit?  There is no shame in it, the shame is when you don't recognize that about yourself and start dragging innocent people into the muck with you.  I have a good friend (hope he's not reading this post) who is afraid of commitment and recognizes it in himself.  As long as the women he dates realize that this is as far as it goes, no one should get hurt, but when you go on national TV exposing your desire for marriage with everyone and their dog, that's not fair.  I'm not planning on watching tomorrow's episode.  There are only so many broken hearts I'm willing to expose myself to and I doubt he will say anything that will explain his actions. 

Neighborly Love--Part II

Sure enough, my gutters were clean when I got home tonight.  I decided to walk over to the neighbor's house and thank him for his work.  He asked how much the estimate was for to replace the rear gutters and when I told him, he said, "I bet I could probably replace at least the wood for you, if not the guttering."  WHAT!  He said he is going to check with his dad (who taught him guttering years ago) and see what kind of estimate he could come up with.  That would be awesome!  If his estimate is accurate, it will cost me less than 1/2 of what this guy is charging.  This guy is charging me an arm and a leg because I compared it to another quote I got and it was substantially less.  Unfortunately I never could get the first guy on the phone again.  I left message after message and no one ever called.  Evidently that is a common complaint in this town--the roofing and guttering people just never call you back. 

I'm going to say it one more time--I love my neighbors and my neighborhood!

Neighborly Love

I love to blog about my neighbors.  They are a constant source of joy for me.  Several of my neighbors are now attending the same church as me.  Today, Spencer, the guy with 3 little red-headed boys (neither he nor his wife are red heads--how bizarre!) asked how things were going at my house.  He asked if I needed any help with the leaves--I have to admit to feeling a bit guilty since he can plainly see my yard from his front yard and the site of my leaf strewn yard is probably an eyesore.  I told him the leaves were ok (note to self, buy a leaf rake already!), but that I had no way of cleaning my front gutters.  The rear gutters should be replaced sometime in the next week or two, but the front ones are probably pretty messy.  He said that was fine, that it wouldn't take him any time at all.  He said he'd come over tomorrow while I was at work and clean them out.  God bless him!  I have such a hard time accepting charity from others, short of baby sitting his kids, any suggestions on how to pay him back? 

Taking a Sick Day

I'm not so much taking a sick day as I am accepting the one that has been handed to me.  It seems that I really can't burn it at both ends...at least not for long.  Silly me, I thought I could get by with only 5-6 hours of sleep a night.  Evidently not.

I knew something was a bit screwy as I slept last night because each time I rolled onto my left side my head started swimming and I felt really dizzy.  Do you know how bad it is when you feel dizzy without even opening your eyes?  Most likely it is an inner ear/allergy related thing or just from sheer exhaustion.  Right now I am leaning more towards exhaustion.  I got up for about an hour--long enough to call and cancel all the plans I had today, and there were many--before falling asleep on the couch.  I finally woke up around 3 pm, but only because I was in desperate need for a toilet.  Anyway, feeling a bit better, but I am certainly not going to drive any where today. 

So what do you do when you are too dizzy to walk, bored of sleeping and have no cable TV?  Well, first you cruise all your favorite blogs.  After that is accomplished you start working on projects that don't require much head movement, such as organizing your digital photo library.  Yeah, that was a shocker.  I looked at pics from about a year ago and thought "yeah, you were looking foxy then."  Now I look like a teletubby.  I am taking steps to correct that and I certainly hope to see the evidence of that in the next few weeks.  I bought a new pair of jeans with my sister in mid-September and after I brought them back from the tailor (yes, I am a shorty and I do not hem my jeans) they didn't seem to fit.  Hmmm, what's that all about?  I'm going to try them on real quick...hold on a sec....ok, not pretty with my big girl panties hangin over the top, but they are fitting better.  I'm not going to show you my most recent photos (duh, you can just scroll peeps), but I will share a couple of older photos with you when I was still looking like a hottie. 

This photo is actually 2 years old...me and Fil in our "honeymoon photo".  Inside joke.  

For the birth of my niece...look at those nice looking arms!

Graduation Day--May 2006 Halloween 2006

Yeah, I definitely have my work cut out for me and I'm sure you'll read all about it right here.  I looked at home many miles I have logged so far this month, and I have walked/ellipticaled 29.5 miles as of yesterday.  Yippee! 

Merry Christmas?

Do you ever have one of those days that you thing "man, I've got a lot of great things to blog?"  Sometimes they are just random comments that at the time seem ultra-cool, but for me I think they usually come across as nothing more than mental diarrhea. 

Today is not a day that I am feeling particularly clever.  I'm tired.  It's Friday.  It's been a long week. 

Just sos ya know, I'm Irish.  I know it is just an excuse, but I feel like I need an excuse for why I tend to blow hot and then feel fine.  If you ever watch me get really mad, it's ok, I'm fine shortly after that.  I just need to vent and process through it.

Case in point, the chic-a-dee at work I mentioned in my last post.  She had me pretty irritated, but now my irritation has turned to feeling sorry.  There are some serious communication issues in my department.  A lot of them have to do with her and her passive-aggressive personality, but a lot has to do with our team leader.  She also does not communicate what her expectations are or the process for getting things done.  All of us analysts are nurses who are suddenly working in an IS department.  Do you have any idea what kind of chaos this creates?  I am fortunate that I have at least played on a computer before.  Most of these chickies haven't.  I am very familiar with Microsoft products and how they work (in fact I am trialing one right now.  I am not actually posting from my blogger site.  I am using Windows Live Writer today and if I like it you might see some new things on my blog).  Anyway, the chic-a-dee didn't know how to design the education tools that needed done and she was hoping that I did.  If she has approached a bit nicer, I probably would have offered to figure it out.  Anyway, I'm feeling fine about it now.

My first Christmas present arrived in the mail yesterday.  I feel sorry for the postman or whoever delivered it because it is a huge box and probably weighs 45 pounds.  I'm not supposed to know what it is, but I'm pretty sure it is luggage.  I didn't share this with my mom, but one of the wheels is kinda poking out of the cardboard.  It also has the color and quantity listed in bold black print.

Is it my imagination or have my blogger buddies all taken a vacation?  It seems everyone has slowed down lately.  I don't know if it is the ever increasing wait, boring lives, or their lives are so interesting and busy that they are just unable to slow down long enough to post.  I really hope it is the latter. 

Oy!

My ass is whipped...hehe...I almost made a funny. I'm so tired I couldn't remember how to spell it so I wrote wiped. It is whipped and wiped, but that gives you a whole different visual now doesn't it?

I'm a total addict, seriously. The cable guys came out last night to fix the modem because I had intermittent phone and internet service. By intermittent I mean, I went to bed Monday with no phone service...thank God I'm young and MayLing isn't home. I guess it's not really an emergency when you can go next door and use a neighbor's phone. What is it about our society that makes us feel helpless when we can't pick up the phone and have instant help? I would guess that most countries don't have instant help.

Anyway, back on topic. The repair people came out without calling me first so I was sitting here in my lovely "monkey" pajama bottoms looking oh so fabulous. And they were cute! Oh, well. I think I have given up on cute boys entering my life anytime in the forseeable future. They fixed the cable/internet right up and I processed to link in and mentally check out. Really, I'm a total YouTube fan. In fact, just writing the word makes me want to open the page STAT and see what groovy things are out there. Kris and I were emailing videos of our favorite boys last night well past my bedtime. Even when I tried to pull myself away, I couldn't. I have already talked to our IS people at work and asked about a 12 step program. They are working on it. Evidently I'm not alone. This happens to a lot of nerds that I suddenly get 'teched up'.

What else is new you ask? I had the sloooowwweeesssttt day ever at work. Really, no joke. the entire department was gone. They were all scoping out some new equipment at another site and I was left to my lonesome. I hope they don't check how much internet time I logged today because let me tell you, it would be huge! It was all I could do to not blog a post from my office desk today. Yowza. It was bad and to make it worse....the one colleague that I find somewhat disagreeable calls me at 4:30 pm as I am about to teach my final inservice of the day and says, "Did you do the screenshots yet?" Huh? First I had heard of it. I had volunteered a week ago to help her when she was ready to go live. I am currently the liaison between the analysts and informaticists (educators) and the key words in previous sentence were week, help, and ready. She hadn't breathed a word of it to me since then and I guess she is going live tomorrow. Wow, the end users are going to LOVE that. I didn't feel like pointing out to her that she had gone about it back assward. You are supposed to educate and then go live. Evidently she thought I had developed all the material and was ready to begin teaching the staff. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if she thought that the inservice I was giving today was about her stuff. She asked if I was going to make all the cool graphics with circles and arrows. What the heck? She was being rather condescending when I said that I hadn't done that before. I told her if she could get me started I could probably figure the rest out. She tells me "I HAVEN'T HAD THE CLASS, I CAN'T HELP YOU." WHAT? She better reign her nasty self back in before I complain to the boss. I'm not the kind that likes to do that but she is already in hot water. The whole thing annoyed me. If she had at least hinted about this, I could have spent my useless day doing it. Trust me, I would have been happy to do it in between all my inservices. Grrhhh.

Happy 9 Month LID to me!

Contrary to what you are probably thinking, no, I did not forget my LIDversery. As you probably remember Mama had a high speed cable modem installed and for the first few hours I was in wedded bliss. Well, the honeymoon period ended about 3 hours later when I lost my signal. Do you know what happens when you lose your signal? You lose your phone line too. Yep, my 3 hours of passion left me feeling somewhat irritated and red faced. I messed around with it until 12:30 am hoping that I would "bump" a wire into a better position. No such luck. When I got up at 6 am it was working again. However, after coming home this evening I was only able to get on for a few minutes before losing my signal. Grrrhhh! I was forced to call the cable company not on my landline (because I had lost my signal), but on my cell phone. Cell phones cost money you know. I won't even tell you what a recent bill set me back.

Anyway, I'm back into the arms of my new lover. Have I mentioned that I love U2? Yeah, I own nearly every CD that they have put out...even their best of CDs that only have 1 or 2 new songs. Did you know that you can watch the music videos of nearly every new song on YouTube? Well, I didn't know until yesterday. Now I can watch young Bono whenever I want. Ahh, heaven. Any other cute boy suggestions?

Did I also mention that I will probably need a 12 step program soon? As soon as the guys installed it yesterday I dropped a couple bucks on downloading some new tunes. It's soooo simple now and only takes 3 seconds. iTunes is somewhat seductive because it doesn't ask for your credit card number...all you have to do is log in. Oh, sweet nectar of the digital gods, your fruit is too sweet!