I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, full of happiness and laughter.

Ours was uneventful, quiet. Well, I take that back. Quiet AFTER my 2 nieces left. Can you say peace & quiet? It is amazingly difficult to go from having a home with a dog to having a 2 & 3 1/2 year old running around (oh, and a dog that doesn't know what the heck to do with himself!). For the most part they were very good, having had enough of being at someone elses house about Saturday pm, too bad they were "fogged" in until Sunday morning, at which time, they almost got snowed in. However, off they went and safely home they arrived. Thank goodness to all involved! I love them dearly and adore my sister, but again, it is incredibly difficult going from a no child home to a 2 child home. In addition to that, having those 2 children have different rules at home than they have here, my local niece/nephew have very similar rules at home as they do here and therefore, are well aware of what is acceptable behavior and what will get their ass smacked.

Christmas day consisted of a nice breakfast with my husband, a nice dinner with he and my mother in law and vegging in front of the TV. I was in bed by 8pm. I think I have Mamamins ick factor going on as I am incredibly nauseated and just want to crawl into bed. Which, I think I will do in the next little while.

At any rate, safe travels to those of you that continue to be on the road.

My little guy that I just couldn't keep safe. He's playing with my girlfriends dog I'm figurin'...

Of no significance

Nothing going on on this icky Saturday afternoon. I have serious gut issues and pretty much have been holed up in the house all day. It's about 15 out (so Meg, I'll take a day of your 70's if you'd like to switch, short term...), it's foggy (didn't realize it could be foggy when it was this cold) and generally not very nice.

I gave my buddy a bath, which he did not appreciate, but I certainly did. I didn't know that a dog could lose that much hair and still have any left. It's a miracle that it didn't clog the shower drain!!!

Now the fog has changed to snow. Didn't realize it was supposed to snow today. Oh wait, I live in WI, it can snow any day from Oct to May...

Mondays suck

Mondays historically in homecare are not good days. And I imagine are that way across the board, but from my experience in the medical world, Mondays in homecare suck. And this past Monday was no exception, in fact, Monday broke my heart.

It wasn't bad enough that my husband left. Again. The shining light in that is that he'll be home for about 2 weeks at Christmas.

It wasn't bad enough that the 2 hours that I actually spent in my office were bad with 87 emails waiting to be addressed and umpteen other issues that arose.

Nope, those things apparently didn't make my Monday bad enough. Not that I wasn't already in a down mood but I came home to the following scenario (very abbreviated version).

Into the barn I go to water the cows. There's Chance, my kitten sitting in the doorway. "Hi Chance", bend down to pet him, "what the hell?" as I notice he's missing CHUNKS of fur off his back and rump. So I quick hurry up and get the cows set up and go back to Chance who is breathing like he's run a freakin' marathon and pick him up to discover that he is missing pretty much all the fur, tissue, muscle, tendons etc from the middle of his front leg up above his elbow. Not good. I manage to get him into the house without dropping him, getting bitten or hurting him tremendously and into the bathroom. And discover that my initial cursory assessment was in fact correct and that this was not a good thing. So I called my sister in law to come over to give me a hand and sat in the bathroom and just pet him to try to keep him calm and not to move him much. I eventually take him to the ER Vet Clinic (did you know that Rimadyl, an antiinflammatory for DOGS is TOXIC TO CATS???? READ: DO NOT GIVE RIMADYL TO YOUR CATS!!!). And put him to sleep. And, managed to break my heart all in one night. At the time, I wondered whether or not it was the right thing to do, even though, deep down, I knew it was. But man, that was not a fun decision. The vet couldn't tell me that after surgery, 6 wks of dressing changes & antibiotics that he'd heal, never mind not need another surgery or not have pain. And I didn't think, don't think, it would be fair to put him through that.

However, I did cry like a baby. For about 24 hrs. And even as I write, my face is not dry. I am riddled with regret and guilt. If I could rewind the clock to 0900 Monday morning, I would. I'd do that day all over again so the end result was not what it was. But if I could rewind it until the moment they put him to sleep?, that would be selfish and an effort to end my own hurt. And that's not fair. So it's a good thing that I can't rewind the clock because I'm not certain what decision I would make knowing how much it hurt.

What I find amazing is this: A. How attached we get to our pets and B. what extremes we contemplate to keep them alive, painfree and ours on this earth.

So yesterday I went to work looking like I had been crying all night, oh, which I was, and had to call the vet to cancel Chances' appt this weekend. Nope, didn't make it through that conversation without my voice breaking. And today, when I got home, there was a very nice card from my vet who cared for Chance (not at the ER, but the usual Doc). While it was sweet, it made me cry all over again.

Mondays fucking suck.

Now don't be jealous

Now all you southeners get ahold of the jealousy. I know it's tough, but try. Ready?

It was -5 when I woke up this morning. And we have (had, as of Saturday night) 6 inches of snow. And are supposed to get about 4 more tonight. Let me reiterate that first statement again in case you missed it. It was -5 this morning. In case it's been YEARS since you've stepped outside in that kind of temperature, here's what it felt like. FUCKING COLD!!!!!

It was mid January last year when it got this cold. Not the beginning of December. It is however, supposed to warm up over night tonight. Now does that make any logical sense? It's about 8 degrees out now and is supposed to be about 22 by sunrise...Oh, about 22 with 4 inches of snow on the ground.

Welcome to my world.

Gee, thanks Meg.

Your Brain Usage Profile:
Auditory : 69%Visual : 30%Left : 66%Right : 33%No matter which side of your brain is dominant,M i n d W a r ecan strengthen your emotional brain power by helping you understand howyou feel about yourself.

Rebecca, you are mildly left-hemisphere dominant while showing a slight preference for auditory processing. This overall combination seems to indicate a well-working blend of logic and judgment and organization, with sufficient intuition, perception and creativity to balance that dominance.
You will at times experience conflict between how you feel and what you think which will generally be resolved in favor of what you think. You will find yourself interested in the practical applications of whatever material you have learned or whatever situation you face and will retain the ability to refine whatever knowledge you possess or aspects of whatever position you are in.
By and large, you will orient yourself toward intellectual activities and structure. Though not rigid, you will schedule yourself, plan, and focus on routine and continuity of operations, rather than on changes and disruptions
When changes or disruptions occur, you are likely to consider first how to ensure that such disruptions do The same balance is reflected in your sensory preference. You will tend to be reflective and measured in your interaction style. For the most part, you will be considered objective without being cold and goal-oriented while retaining the capacity to listen to others.
Preferentially you learn by listening and maintaining significant internal dialogues with yourself. Nevertheless, you have sufficient visualization capabilities to benefit from using graphs, charts, doodles, or even body movement to enhance your comprehension and memory.
To the extent that you are even implicitly aware of your hemispheric dominance and sensory style, you will feel most comfortable in those arenas which emphasize verbal skills and logic. Teaching, law, and science are those that stand out among the professions, along with technical sales and management.
Software-Based Success-Management!!!

Ok, now see, I don't see the above fitting me nearly as well as Meg did hers. I don't learn best from listening but from reading and doing and most certainly do not feel most comfortable with verbal skills! However, at least the profession is right!!!!

Favs of 07

For Meg...

Favorite album: Pink (don't know the name of it, but she's pissed)
Favorite recipe: Hmm, something easy...spinach dip
Favorite pants: Candies jeans (rockin' on the ass)
Favorite website: don't have one...
Favorite radio station: Y100.3
Fav tea: don't drink tea
Fav wine: don't drink wine, have to substitute with Lite Cranberry Mike's.

Sunday

It seems to be Sunday again, not exactly sure where the weekend went, but it went somewhere. Which is ok, since my man will finally be home on Wednesday!!!!

Hope everyone has a safe and yummy Turkey Day!!

Decorating

This must be the first year in an awfully long time that I am not feeling like Scrooge. In fact, I'm eagerly awaiting Thanksgiving to come so that I can then begin to decorate for Christmas. Now, I have not been in the past, a huge fan of this decorating. I can thank my arsty fartsy friend Kim for that. She has made all of her tree ornaments this year and therefore has been yapping a mile a minute about decorating, which has in turn, rubbed off on me. Now, don't be disillusioned, I'm not making decorations. In fact, I'm not making anything. Well, I am making something... plans. Of where we're putting the tree, what to put in the bay window...buying this and that...went through boxes this afternoon so I know exactly which boxes I need first etc. I even started shopping already (this is probably a first for me who typically puts shopping off until the week before because I have historically HATED Christmas shopping!), albeit I only have 2 of the multitude of children done but hey, it's a start and a good sign that everyone may have their gifts BEFORE Christmas this year (actually, I think everyone did last year too).

Goodbye Scrooge!

Fall

Fall has come and the change in time makes it feel official even though the temps have been here for a few weeks. It was a nice weekend, sunny yesterday and mild, cloudy and intermittent rain drops today. Which I found fitting as my man left again today. The forecast for the rest of the week isn't bad, only dipping below freezing 1 night. This is hugely significant for me as if it is below freezing, the method in which we, excuse me, I, care for the cows, changes dramatically. And while I am comfortable and happy to take care of the cattle since my dear man cannot, I must say, once January rolls around and it's -10 with -30 windchill factors, my nice, supportive attitude is very apt to change. However, that is multiple months from now and well, let's not buy trouble shall we?

We found kittens down by the cows this afternoon. Not a byproduct of my kitten but kittens nonetheless. which explains why Chance goes and plays in the barn. I knew there was a fullgrown cat down there (that is one of the "kittens" that was here last year) but didn't realize she had babies. However, we saw them today, unfortunately I can't get close enough to see how many, and how big. The good news is that the cows generate a LOT of heat so they ought not to freeze to death. And my kitten won't either as they come to set up the heat in the garage tomorrow and then it gets insulated so, much to my dear mans' dismay, he'll be happy and content all winter. I hope. I did tell my dear man that I would put kitty in the barn. I tried. And well, I just can't. If kitty wants to roam at night, that's fine, but he always shows up in the morning and stays around all day. Just during the winter, he won't have the option to be in and out. Maybe I'll feel differently come spring and then can leave him be all spring and summer and he'll just transition his way...We'll see. I'm not making any promises I can't keep.

I managed to drag my sorry butt out of bed and make it to 0800 service this morning, then I actually went grocery shopping (for the 1st time in 3 wks!) and ran a couple other errands. Bro-in-law came by and helped move some stuff out of the garage and cut down the lilac bushes, burning bush from the front "garden". The "garden" is now just some stumps and some annuals that will all go bye-bye when my husband moves the driveway. Figured it was just as easy to do it now so when we have to plow white stuff during the winter, it's got somewhere to go. And now that I am thoroughly frozen, have just eaten my breakfast (yes, at 3 in the afternoon, yes, Ar, imagine how cranky I was!!), am going to do somehting fun like pay bills. I have nothing of interest to babble about, so I'll go on my way. Have a fab Sunday pm and a great Monday.

Meg, job hunting...where???

I was not put on this earth to be artsy fartsy. As much as it is part of my genetic makeup, unfortunately, it is not a large enough part. I soooo trend towards Attention Deficit when it comes to, well, just about anything. I volunteered to make Miss' baby shower invites. Perfect. Ok, so 75 of them seemed a bit off the wall, but nonetheless, I was going to do it. Too bad about 10 into the project I thought it would be great to repaint the bathroom, paint the thingys for the front of the house, reorganize my closet, oh the list goes on. Fortunately, I just continued to plod along with the freakin' invitations and got a whole lot of the assembly line work done and Miss and I finished them off today but holy man, I am not cut out for this stuff. So hopefully, I'll remember that next time I volunteer myself for this!!!!, or the next time I decide I want to make Xmas cards, or whatever. Time frame should not be 14 days, but should be indefinate because I will undoubtedly find something else to do that sounds so much more interesting, start that project and then find something else that....yup, that's just how me brain works. Sad, but true.

My honey is still gone...came home for a brief stint during the week for a friends moms' funeral, but somehow, that just doesn't count. He'll be home next weekend for the night to then go back but, I'll take what I can get.

Right, now I'm going to take a nap, because, well, I can. And then off to chart audit I go...

Nothing of significance

My 24 hrs with my husband this past weekend was wonderful, before he ran out the door back to IN where he'll remain for the next few weeks. Arg. But at least he was home. I helped him get some stuff together to take back with, we went out for dinner and then just vegged in front of the TV. It was wonderful. The only trouble is, I get used to sleeping by myself when he's gone, so when he comes home for just a couple of nights, I don't sleep at all. When he comes home for good, it usually only takes a couple nights before I settle again, but man, I am a girl who likes her sleep. 8 hours of it preferably. Regularly.

Work well, work blows. Some interesting information has come to light and well, let's just say that it doesn't make me, or my boss, very happy girls. And there isn't an awful lot either of us can do about it. But it sure does make it very difficult to want to get up and go back tomorrow, or the next day, let alone, bust my ass while I'm there. How's that for honesty?

I find Mamamins kiddo stories quite amusing and wish I had good kiddo stories to share, I however don't find my 'niece' stories quite as funny. I will however share and see if anyone has any insight. My niece turned 6 in July, started kindergarten. She is sassy. I don't mean just sassy as in she's a 6 year old sassy, she's naughty. And if she continues down the path in which she has been recently traveling, she's going to be the first "shy" bully of kindergarten in school history. The first day of school started out badly when the bus "forgot" to stop to pick her up, it only went downhill from there when she then bit another child who wouldn't leave her alone. The next week immediately went racing uphill and no incidences. However, what goes up, must come down, and well, it did. In the past 2 weeks she has kicked another child, pushed another child, yelled at the fireman during a field trip AND hid the note that explained these last 2 events to Mama (all in 1 day!!!!). What is a mama to do?????? I don't know what cost of those actions were as of yet, but I'll find out tomorrow. Naughty little girl. At any rate, my sister and I were talking yesterday about how mean kids are. I remember how mean I was in early elementary school and how mean other kids were, to me and to others during middle school. Kids are mean, how do you protect your own from that? Not even "from that", how do you prepare them for that?

Despite my previous post, all is fine in my world. It's just a mood, in great part from 2 weeks worth of freakin' PMS. However, hopefully this charming mood I find myself in will pass as does everything else.

I figure with what I deal with in a day, I'm entitled to watch pointless, nonsense television, does anyone else waste their brain, er, time watching Grey's Anatomy? I watched the season premiere, was incredibly disappointed and then watched last weeks and lo & behold, am hooked again. That, and last night I flipped between the Packers (acting like they knew how to play football and then ooops, apparently somewhere along the way realized, they in fact did NOT know how to play bal)l and Desperate Housewives. Now, I"ve never watched Desperate Housewives until last night. But last night cracked me up. So now, unfortunately, I have another show to watch. Anyway, I digress. I might have as much of a girl crush on Meredith Grey as I did on Kelly Taylor and Donna Martin. I only get to say about 1/4 of what I think, she just flat out gets to blurt it out. AND not sound like a complete bitch. And McDreamy, well, dang, he doesn't even have to do anything. I could be quite content to just look at him. Anyway, I do find myself slightly amused that I actually like to watch this show because I'm usually smarter than that, I don't usually like to watch shows that make me sad, and worse, at times, make me cry. Yet, I come back to it every time. What's up with that?

At any rate, my husband has found himself travelling for work, pretty much indefinately for now. Which, doesn't exactly make me want to jig, however, I will suck it up. But as a result of this, I get to go to the gym AFTER work now which is a great bonus. And I'm going to try to volunteer for a shelter for unwed pregnant mothers. I'm not sure why this intrigues me but I'm going to give it a try, having spoken with the director this afternoon, it sounds like a great program and why not? I certainly can't make it worse!!! And, depending on how long this indefinately lasts, I'm going to start taking classes in January. Go figure.

Off to laze. G'night!

Fine lines

Trust is such an odd little thing isn't it? Such a teeny tiny little word that is the base of every relationship that exists. And that teeny tiny little word has huge value and it's amazing how easy it is to trash it, break it apart and jump up and down on it. Sometimes without even knowing it.

Travels

This is where I was last week. This is taken from a cave on the walking trail below the mountain. For those of you who may have never been to SD, I would highly enourage you to go. I had never had this deep urge to do so, but am very glad we did. It was absolutely gorgeous. Mt Rushmore and the surrounding mountains are breathtaking. The Black Hills remind me a bit of the rolling hills of TN. The Badlands are beautiful in an odd way, and manage to provide a reality check of our own mortality at the same time. VERY vast and open, if you got lost out there, you'd be dead. No options, no chances, just dead.
My pictures don't do it justice but it was an experience. We went through Custer State Park and saw tons of wild buffalo, which I love. We didn't have time to stay for the roundup the next day though, but I will definately arrange to be there the next time. There's hundreds of them. It's amazing.

We also went to the Wild Horse Sanctuary, for me, and that was, well, beyond awesome. I could spend hours out there. Phenomonal

On The Road Again

Well, after a great weekend in NC at Megs wedding, and a chaotic 2 days, my husband and I are off to the Badlands of South Dakota. Supposedly the weather is to be nice so here's to hoping!

NC was great, Meg looked gorgeous and the wedding was fun, and very sweet. Meg and Dave seem incredibly happy together, like Mamamin said, they were "glowing". I could have done without the 3+hr delay on the way down, and the 45 minute one on the way back, but hey, since I don't control the weather, who can bitch.

I don't miss the heat of the south, that's for certain, but do certainly miss the southern hospitality and welcomeness (is that a word?). Not to say the folks here aren't friendly because they are, almost more so than down there, but it's just different. Probably because I live here but still...

At any rate, those of you sitting on the beach, enjoy the sand for me, those of you at home, enjoy your kiddos...and me, well, I'm gonna enjoy my well deserved time with my husband. See you in a week. =)

Random thoughts

It's hard to believe (and it's not me that is getting married!) that I'll be in NC in a week, watching a girl that I've been friends with for 20+ years (ok, we ARE getting old) getting married. Whohoo!!!

However, while I'm in NC watching Meg get married, my spouse of almost a year (WHOOHOO for us!) will NOT be watching his childhood friend John and his fiance Chris get married as was intended on this same weekend. Why not you ask? Well that would be because, very long story short, Chris found herself still legally married to her first husband when she and John went to go apply for their marriage license. How does this happen? Well, I won't bore you with the details but it did, and how it did actually makes a lot of sense and well, they have my heartfeldt sympathy. However, despite the financial ramifications, they are re-planning their wedding and will be doing the dead in the Spring. Whew, makes me thankful that MY divorce WAS final. OUCH!

I spent the weekend down at my sisters, my mom is out. And unfortunately, have a killer of a freakin' headache that won't quit so I left there early, to come home to a husband that is still in bed, with some sort of upper respiratory thing. Freakin' wonderful. So, he can keep his cooties, I'll sleep on the couch all week and Lysol the entire house and every touchable space that he may have encountered, in fact, the windows are open as we speak...Because this is great timing all the way around! However, my 4 legged child did great on the trip down and back, with more frequent stops on the way back for both of our sakes and a side trip to Wallie world to pick up dog food so he could have supper tonight...

At any rate, happy Monday. I'll see ya'll later in the week if I don't hear from you before then! I"M SO EXCITED!!!!!

Bad days

You know it's going to be a bad day when things are already rollin' downhill the MINUTE you walk into the office. 1/2 hour early. And there's already 1/2 dozen people there. And all of them want you. So yup, before 0800 and 2 call ins. That's really bad. Then I get a call from my girl out in CO (Ar, she's FINE!) and she NEVER calls me in the middle of the day. Finally calls me back and yup, she wrecked her car. T-boned an elderly man, his fault, pulled right out in front of her. They're both ok and not too bad off, no broken bones, no ED visits so life is good. Needless to say, after the amount of stress and hours I've had for the last month, that did not improve my mental stability at all, nor did it improve my day. However, on top of that, I didn't get to work out today and well, now I'm just cranky. Oh well, tomorrow's Friday. Oh wait, I forgot, that doesn't matter because I have to work Saturday too. Oh well, I have vacation in 2 weeks 'cuz SOMEBODY'S GETTING MARRIED!!! YIPEE!!!!

Day after Midevil torture

Ok, so my quads aren't screaming, and neither or my tris or traps. However, that's right now. I'm thinkin' they'll all be screaming at the top of their bloody lungs come tomorrow. But, I do have to admit, I love how this feels. It's progress, it's healthy and dang it, it makes me feel like I'm accomplishing something when I constantly feel the opposite in the rest of my life!

Would love the link for the trail near the hotel, Mamamin, will you be up for a run Friday early maybe? Actually, could do Thursday too...I haven't been running myself since June so you won't need to worry about me. I did however commit my self to a 5K for the 2nd week of October so I best get my hinder moving!!!

Midevil torture

I went to the gym today and had my butt handed to me for an hour. My quads already hurt and it's only been 7 hours. THAT IS NOT A GOOD SIGN. There's a pushup type exercise I do, that is some form of torture that I have no doubt would break the best of the best. But I'll tell you what, I've been doing this program for about 2 weeks and I can already see improvements. So apparently torture in this form is good. Argh. Tomorrow is so not going to be pretty.

Pigs

Ok, so while I admit I am glad, and fortunate, to not be a pig, they are AWFULLY cute. We went to one of the local county fairs yesterday afternoon and went through all the barns. And the pot belly pigs were soooo cool (and well, the majority of them will be off to their demise today). I decided I want one in the relative future. Apparently, they're quite smart and trainable (as in, "Pig, come", and she will), and, get a load of this, CLEAN!!! Unfortunately for me, my husband said no. But you wait, in the relative future (now, I'm talking this as truly relative, as in a year or so, not as in a month or so), I'll have a pig. If that doesn't make me laugh, who would have thought! But priorities first, cows, barns, fences, cows. Then maybe my horse AND my pig!

Fat fat fat

No, I'm not talking about myself and how I feel today. I am actually speaking of the HUGE pot belly pig I saw on my way home that made me smile and giggle. Driving home, see a woman in her yard with a relatively long & thick lead, that is attached to a big blob. 2nd glance showed that the big blob was in fact a HUGE pot belly pig.

My thought for the day. At least I'm not a pig.

No whining allowed

Well, it seems to be Sunday again. After having put in almost 80 hours last week, do I need to tell anyone that I really am not feeling particularly motivated to do diddly? Needless to say, I did go out and weed my teeny little garden that we're going to destroy in the matter or weeks. Yup, spent HOURS removing all the rock that some freakin' genius thought would be a great idea to put in a garden. And no, not my idea of a rock garden, more my idea of a pain in the hinder. Anywho, hours I spent. Then I spent a whole lot less hours planting flowers and some bushes, diligently watered and fed them so they wouldn't die when we were having a bad drought and our grass was dead (well, the grass that wasn't getting watered when I watered my garden that is!). Then I found out, rather, was told, that my dear husband wants to move the driveway so it curves a bit more. No big deal, except moving the driveway so it curves a bit more, puts it right smack dab in the middle of my garden. So...bye bye garden. However, I do win because now we're going to hire someone to come in and design a garden for us with a waterfall for the front yard, then we'll do the work. There are some benefits for having an anal husband, at least I know it'll look nice if we follow the plan!

When I was out weeding my teeny little garden, my ever so loving kitten felt it necessary to run and pounce on me multiple times. The fact that he didn't die in one of the multiple times he found himself flying off my various limbs, is a minor miracle.

Speaking of the kitten, he has decided he loves to play in the barn at night and will just take off sometime after supper and go play for the night. He'll appear when I call him the next morning when the dog goes out, happy as a, well, a kitten. When he's cute, he's sweet, but when he's naughty, he's naughty.

One last thought. I have been wracking my brain to come up with something to wear to the wedding over in N.C. in September, do you think anyone would mind if I go naked since I can't seem to find anything???

My husband burst my bubble about this whole clawfoot bathtub thing, but I think it was wishful thinking and a whole lot of ignorance on my part as well. Apparently it needs to be sandblasted first, then a layer of whatever, then I can paint it. Needless to say, I can't sandblast. So...landscaping comes first, 2nd floor bath to completion next year. Boohoo.

Bigger boohoo...it's bedtime and I can't find my kitty. I went outside to lock up, close the garage door, and he's nowhere to be found. So I've got the garage door open a bit in the hopes that he returns by am, and that I can remember to get up and close said garage door before my husband leaves in the morning. Sooo, keep your fingers crossed that my kitty comes home in one piece, I'll be awfully said if he disappeared.

Lazy days

It's Sunday, it's raining and it's just going to be one of those days in which I catch up on bills and FINALLY file all the paperwork from...May. I know, that's horrible. You should see our office. It is not as bad as some I've seen, but definately not up to my expectations. So that is todays project. When my husband returns home from work, he'll have his own list of crud to get done (ie. fix the toilet paper holder that fell off in the spare bathroom, hang the curtains in one of the spare bedrooms...). He'll be so excited. =)

I found an article on a magazine on how to re-do the clawfoot bathtub so I'm pretty excited about that. Now I just need to pick the color, get the stuff and wait for a day that it's not windy, the fields aren't being combined and go to it. Bear in mind, this bathtub weighs a ton, multiple hundreds of pounds so it's not like I can have the guys just carry it into the house for me. In fact, I'm not exactly sure how we'll get it into the house if I do finish it. Valid thought, I better check with my spouse on that one! Why waste my time if they now can't get it into the house without destroying my house???

Dumb girl

Ok, so sometimes I have great ideas, and sometimes, well not so much. I bought an IPod last weekend. And well, since I was so busy at work, didn't have time to mess with it duringthe week. So instead of having a computer free wkend, here I am, messing with my freakin' IPod and getting a playlist together for workouts. Oh, and because that wasn't taking enough of my time, I thought I'd post. Yup, pretty brilliant I say!

Computers

We're in the process of switching computer programs at work. And for those of you who may not have an idea of what kind of HUGE undertaking this is, let me tell you. It's a royal pain in the butt. And I'm on the receiving end of the training, not on the development/planning committee. I am however, a "superuser", which basically means I'll be support to all the staff once we're "live". Which to 30+ some odd employees means their life line. Which to me, means I best know my crap. Period. And after spending 8 hrs a day for 5 days, I better know my crap. Carpal tunnel is not a friend of 8 hrs of STRAIGHT computer training, it does not like it at all. It doesn't typically like the intermittent 6+ hours, but is HATING it's present interaction. Or rather, maybe it would be more appropriate to say that Carpal tunnel is loving it, my wrist and hand is not. So I will be incredibly happy when Friday 1700 rolls around. So I can spend 48 glorious hours without touching, looking at, or keying a freakin' computer.

Why

I'm not so certain why I felt it necessary to start a blog again, but I felt compelled to do so. Let's see how long this lasts for! I'm thinking not very!!! However, I'll use this as one of my "for me" items. I've decided that I do a lot for others, and while I'm not a mom, I need 'me' time. And I'm trying to designate a portion of every day to 'me'. And while it may only be a few minutes, or a workout or whatnot, those few minutes are very much, all about me!