I never call, I never write

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Facebook is so much more, I don't know, convenient. I can type short little insights into my lovely life, and if it's a food-related status, BRING ON THE COMMENTS!!!

So, yeah. It's been busy. The grant is over in December. We're around through June via some other little accounts, so Ron-wad and I are happy.

I've heard rumors of a holiday gift in the form of a GRE study guide so I can pass that exam, get accepted into gradute school, take out huge loans (I HATE DEBT!!!) and maybe improve my chances for a better career. I'm only 41, it's time to start thinking of my future!!!!

I've been enjoying college football, as I always do in Autumn. Maybe not so much with the Georgia losses, but then they play an awesome game like they did against Auburn and I'm happy again. I predict a 7-5 season, since I'm not naive enough to think The Dawgs truly have an answer for Georgia Tech. Coach Johnson is very good at what he does, and his team has responded in kind.

I'm focusing on bowl season, as well, what with having Chick-Fil-A Bowl tickets. Every year, I say "maybe this is the year I'll go" and so far, I've not. I'll say it again, though, just in case.

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How've you all been lately? :)

I never write, I never call

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Hey, y'all!

So, it's been six weeks since my last update. (Why do I feel like I should be in a confessional???)

I have been to New York. I have worked copious amounts of time at both jobs. I have learned I will indeed be taking three days of furlough. I have returned to Biltmore, in the company of some wonderful people. I have my UGA football season tickets.

I'm currently going through a rough spell (started last night, actually.) Got emotionally stabbed in the heart, followed by about a quart of alcohol poured into the wound, adding to the pain. What a nice visual, yes?

My birthday is in eight days. I hope the coming year is a vast improvement from the one that is ending!!!!

The Numbers Game

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So, I read an article today on CNN.com about numbers, psychics, mediums and Michael Jackson (may he rest in peace.)

I found a website to give me a little taste of Numerology. I'm posting the "free" results here for future reference.
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Now, I need to get ready for dinner with Dr. M. Some place at The Georgian Hotel, I think he said, so I think that shorts and a beat-up t-shirt probably isn't the most appropriate outfit!

If you sit quietly and listen

tongue
You will hear that my time is rapidly approaching.

I have had enough. And if I don't stand up for myself, who will? Well, other than those of you who have volunteered to break kneecaps and/or kick some booty for me.

This passive-aggressive crap will stop, especially when it's been done by people who don't know all that happened.

I will say this - I still refuse to publicly reveal who actually made the original suggestion. Soon enough, that person's memory will be prodded and perhaps, just perhaps, they will acknowledge the ramifications of their inability to do what is right.

But I doubt it. A very dear, precious friend made this observation - no matter what, the person will still find a way to blame me for everything. At this point, it is a risk I'm willing to take.

I feel.............

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The only way I can express it is with a song lyric. This will come as no surprise to the one I call Turtle Dove.

I stood and watched an eagle fly
Spread his wings and soared across the sky
So gracefully he flew
Rising effortlessly
I wanted to know just how to be free


Well, today, I know.

And it feels incredible.....................

Pending conversation

tongue
I slept in my living room last night.  The couch in there is a loveseat hide-a-bed, but at midnight:30, you're too tired to open the thing up.  But, Swan, you may be asking yourself?  You have a perfectly good bed.  In a room with a ceiling fan.  Why were you in your living room? 

Because the A/C in there, I control.  It's on its own thermostat, running the program I created.  My bedroom is controlled by the downstairs occupant who forgets every summer that heat rises.  Who also rambles in the winter about how wonderful an insulator the tin roof is. 

Dr. M. is also a tightwad when it comes to utilities (well, not water.  I'll save that for another day.)  Every summer we have this discussion about how he really, really, REALLY shouldn't turn the A/C off as it's more expensive to run in a hot house, trying to bring the temperature down. 

He has a habit of doing that very thing - turning the A/C either off or setting the program temperature at a high degree so the fan doesn't come on.  All well and good if you live downstairs.  If you're living upstairs, the ceiling fan running fast enough to power a small helicopter won't keep you cool enough to sleep. 

The A/C ran most of the night in the "new" part, and I have the temperature set on 80.  When I got up this morning, the fan wasn't even blowing air through the vents in the "old" part where my bedroom is.

I don't like sleeping on the couch. 

Flutter, flutter

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I am working on this great, informative, state of the Swan post that will enlighten you, amuse you, anger you............  Or probably not.  Just depends on how invested into it I get.  LOL

On a serious note, I am utterly, truly, forever grateful for the following people:  your_mother , shes_precious , dwivian , digitaldevil , and deza .  Outside of LJ-Land, I have Mrs. Fair, Kannonix, Dr. Jay, and Ronwad. 

You all have done your best in keeping me from going absolutely crazy these past four or so days.  Bless you, most of you have taken Hazardous Duty time even longer than that. 

I don't tell you all enough, but I love each of you and I really think if it hadn't been for you, "They're coming to take me away, ha ha, ho ho, hee hee" would become the soundtrack to my current life. 

I have dishes to do, a body to prep for bed, and some actual pen-to-paper writing to do.  Y'all have great weeks, and I hope you're all getting a day off from work for the Fourth!

A fly-by posting

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As commanded by one lovely deza who said to me this past Sunday, "So, how come you don't post anymore??" I guess the videos aren't enough. Hehe.

Work has been busy, then not, then very hectic. We have a large paid trial this week that we're ultimately responsible for, so that's been a bear. It's to start tomorrow, and of course, more changes in our methods came today. ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!! I told the Powers-That-Be that no one is to think anymore on this, we are running it as it stands. (If they change it for next week, I don't care. I'll be on vacation.)

Since the beginning of the year, we've had weekend work just about every weekend. The exceptions have come only when there has been no field/plant work that week. So, I talked to Fearless Leader Dr. T. about it, mainly from the standpoint of the trial starting tomorrow, and we're in negotiations on some sort of compensation. We'll see how that goes.

I'm on hold from Hallmark, probably for the summer. I still have shirts and a key, and assurances from the managers that they do still want me to work there. I'm holding on to that as I'll be back in the fall.

Dr. M.'s cat seems to have gone on to the other side. I found evidence of an unpleasant ending, but Dr. M. and I agreed to believe the cat died of natural causes (she was about 12) and then something got her. He mentioned getting another cat, and allowing it access to the house at night, but Sunday, I brought up the need for heartworm preventative plus flea/tick control. As I suspected, he wasn't at all keen on spending money for that, so if he does get another cat, it will remain outside.

My personal life is in utter shambles. Circumstances beyond my control, yada yada yada. :) I have some wonderful friends (shes_precious, Kannonix, Mrs. Fair) who have done their best to keep me sane with their wonderful advice and just by listening to my worries.

On the up side, I did get to see great friends Sunday, I am getting blond hair again next week, and I'm going to Florida for a few days. I'm hoping to check a lot of my stress at the Georgia-Alabama border, and maybe someone else will think it's a prize package accidentally left and take it with them. A girl can dream, yes?

Ah, well. I hope this is enough to hold you for a while, deza. At least until I find a video that amuses me.................. :)

Dream a little dream

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Twice this week, I've had strange dreams. And I've remembered them, which makes them even odder.

Dream #1 - I could clearly see a dark-headed man carrying a baby. I'm presuming the baby was a girl since the baby was all decked out in pink. I couldn't see the man's face, but my dream Me knew he was my husband.

Why is that odd? Mr. Jenkins has blond hair.

Dream #2 - I was eating at an IHOP in Gwinnett County with a friend of mine (her ID shall remain anonymous.) My cell phone rang - the ring tone was for someone specific, but the name on the screen wasn't theirs, and when I answered, the voice was Mr. Jenkins'. He was telling me he planned to save $50 a month until he had enough for "the ring." For some reason, my friend and I left IHOP while I was talking with him. We were at a traffic light, on what I think was Jimmy Carter Blvd, and I watched a man cross the street. A powder blue Chevy Nova was turning left and rather than yielding to the pedestrian, the driver gunned the motor and hit the man. I watched the car race off, the man fall and walk a ways on his hands, his left leg clearly damaged. Then I woke up.

Why is this odd? I've not seen the friend since a week ago, but she friended me on FB, so I guess that's why she was in my brain. I can't explain the cell phone thing, and I don't know anyone with a Chevy Nova, much less one that's powder blue.

Maybe I should have gotten your_mother to order me some Simply Sleep!!!!

Birth Number

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Bwah hah hah.....

Your Birth Number :4
4’s are sensible and traditional. They like order and routine. They only act when they fully understand what they are expected to do. They like getting their hands dirty and working hard. They are attracted to the outdoors and feel an affinity with nature. They are prepared to wait and can be stubborn and persistent. They should learn to be more flexible and to be nice to themselves.

Out of my zone

5 month Leroy
I ran out about 10 minutes ago, to drop off my recyling and get money for the weekend. My bank's ATM is located outside a grocery store. After getting what little cash I have left, I walked back to the car.

An older man passed by, carrying three loaded plastic grocery bags. Instead of heading to a parked car, he turned and started walking towards W-ville. I watched a while, cranked up my car, and drove past him.

Why past him? He was already beyond the stop sign, and just ahead of me was a pull-off area. I pulled over, got out, and asked him how far he was going.

Turns out, he lived off the road just before mine, so I loaded him in the car and took him home. His car, a Volvo, was on the blink and his business (investment banking) wasn't doing well enough right now to cover repairs, so he'd been walking a lot lately.

That road isn't safe enough for walking - the sidewalks stop WAY before the traffic light, and he lives a good half mile past that light.

Dropped him off, with echoes of "thank you" in my car.

Sometimes, you need to stop and listen to the voice inside you......

Round and round and round she goes....

5 month Leroy
Let's see... It's been a LONG time since I've written anything noteworthy. Other than the ring, and that was just a photo entry!

I've spent the better part of 2009 working. It happens. Lately, I've not been enjoying it like I once did. Some people call me a workaholic, but I'd disagree. We just have had weekend work on EVERY SINGLE PLANT RUN since the beginning of this year. For a company that claims to want the information we're getting, they don't do a good job in helping us get a Monday or Tuesday plant run so that if anyone has to come in for weekend work, it's an hour of time, maximum. Factor in that I'm still working the second job, a lot of the weekend stuff falls on the two others, and that scares me where one is concerned. But, there's nothing I can do.

Things with Mr. Jenkins are going along. I blew up at him, fortified by the best part of a bottle of wine, and that seemed to clear the air. At least by now. Hopefully, another one won't happen for a long, long time. Last month, he turned 40. For his birthday, his daughter and I are taking him to the second home game of the Gwinnett Braves. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I lost about 99% interest in baseball several years ago, so this is some proof that I think a lot of Mr. Jenkins. Pray for me the night of April 18 that I don't doze off.

your_mother and I have 12-month passes for Biltmore again. I've not had a chance to go (see that paragraph about working) but hopefully, I can this month. Even if I have to take a weekday, I am going!!! It's Festival of Flowers, starting this weekend, and I know the tulips will be gorgeous.

I'm not leading an exciting life, am I? I did have two couples (friends, of course) who bought new homes and moved in February. They now live side-by-side, which is handy since the boys are best friends. The houses are nice, the neighborhood is pleasant. They all seem happy with their decision to buy in this market. Now, they'll all feel better, I'm sure, once their other houses sell.......

Round and Round and Round I go
Where do I stop?
Oh, yes, I know.

*yawn*

tongue
I've been working. A lot. Other than that...............

Perhaps this week, I'll post an update. One that doesn't include quizzes.

Stay tuned.....

Mar. 16th, 2009

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Snow Days

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It snowed here Sunday. I told Roni that it wouldn't since the weather people were adamant about it.

I would be wrong.
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And how was your time off? Or did you get any time off?

I've been gifted

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That is my very own hand. Nothing was photoshopped out of the background - my lovely finger was resting on a very white lab benchtop. Frightenly white, at that.

*ahem*

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HAPPY 43rd ANNIVERSARY TO MY PARENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Go, have some Krystal. Enjoy.

Because my life is still frustrating....

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I'm full of the quizzy goodness.

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Feb. 3rd, 2009

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Because I'm just too frustrated lately with my professional and private life, I am resorting to memes, quizzes, and other "lack of substance" items for posting.

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It seems I will go to any length....

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To make a friend laugh.

A dear friend lost her father on Sunday (he spent one night in their recently rebuilt home - they'd just moved back in Saturday night.) Due to scheduling, all of "us" couldn't go on one night of visitation, we split up. Probably for the best - that way, she had support both nights.

My night was last night. I wore a snappy sweater, black pants, and black dress shoes. Most of my dress clothing is left over from my cosmetics retail days (1998-2001) and apparently, there is a limit to some fashion details.

As friends are wont to do, at least here in the South, we were all clustered together in the viewing room, just talking and visiting. I got the sensation that I was standing in a hole - okay, maybe not a hole, but you know how you feel just a smidge off balance if you are resting one foot in a slight divot in an otherwise level surface? That feeling.

After about five minutes of this, I looked down. Near R's feet, and she was standing about 1.5 feet from me, was a black blob of ragged rubber. Hmm. A lightbulb went off in my head, and I discretely turned my left foot over to check out the bottom of my shoe. Yep, suspicion confirmed.

Hey, R?
What?
That black blob? That's my shoe heel.
What?
*we all look down, I show them my shoe, and muted laughter ensues*

I gathered up the shreds and threw them away. As I walked, I left more black shards in my wake - a rather strange version of Hansel and Gretel, actually. When I returned, we walked over to pay our respects to R's mother. While standing IN FRONT OF THE CASKET, my right heel started to fall apart. I tip-toed out to the ladies room and removed as much of the remaining heels as I could. I hoped the whole time that no one would walk in and observe this ridiculous activity.

Now, picture this. I'm standing on a flat surface, on what now remains of my heels. The shoes were designed to have heels, so standing flat meant my toes were lifted off the floor's surface. I looked like I had elf feet!!!!

Found out today, on the way to the funeral, that our other friends saw the black rubber tread (R's father was a retired mechanic, so we took to saying I was paying homage to him by laying rubber everywhere) and H's first thought was that someone had spilled their chewing tobacco. She said that she and her hubby cracked up when R told them what the black stuff really was.

Yep, I will do just about anything to make a friend laugh, even in the most somber of times!

Today

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We watched the Inauguration today at work. There were five of us, clustered in the SP's tiny corner of the lab, CNN.com streaming live. From Aretha's rendition of "My Country Tis of Thee" to Chief Justice Roberts' misquoting the Oath (we cut him some slack - this was his first Presidential Oath of Office to administer!) to a very impressive, inspiring Inaugural Address... While I wasn't there, I was there, part of something bigger than my imagination, bigger than anything I'd seen in my lifetime, part of these United States of America.

I respect those who may not have wanted President Obama in this office. But, he is our President, all of us. I know he can't turn our country around in four years - it took at least that long to put us in the current recession! I hope and I pray that the dissenters will allow ample time for results to show as good things will come out of this.

God Bless America. Indeed.
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Photos

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My eldest niece got a snappy digital camera for Christmas. (I didn't get mine out because I didn't want to hurt its feelings in the presence of her camera.)

She managed to take some photos of Mr. Jenkins and me - a rare occurence since he dislikes having his photo taken as much as I do.

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Staying busy

5 month Leroy
So, I'm still alive. Working two jobs (still), helping out with family things, and just trying to stay afloat.

I have managed to snag a free subscription to a magazine that I hope will be of great benefit. Lately, I've been learning more about wines, and I had the oppoortunity to get a year's worth of The Wine Spectator. I'm hoping this magazine will teach me more about varietals, what's best for the price (since I have limited money, I go for wines mostly under the $20 mark) and what's the best way to serve. I think it'll be a fun subscription!

We found out last week that the processing plant we visit has plans to cut out the night shift (they'd start at 10PM, and run through about 3 or 4 the next afternoon. Then they'd clean the plant.) So, hopefully there will be no more overnight trips to the plant - it got COLD the last time we were there!

Two couples (friends of mine) are embarking on new adventures. One set had already put an offer in on a house, the other set loved the house next door and put in an offer. Both offers were accepted and now the fun begins. Why? Both couples are currently IN houses that will need to be market-ready for selling. This spring will be a ball.

Let's see, what else. My eldest niece will graduate in the spring. Mr. Jenkins' daughter will graduate in the spring. (Need to check dates for possible conflict.) There's a family reunion in June down in Panama City Beach. Maybe a wedding (not mine.) It's lining up to be a busy year. I like that.

I'm going to eat my lunch now. And maybe do something fun. Who knows.

Question for you locals

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I need a new dentist. In addition to the increase in health insurance premiums that I get to pay (I still don't know who's pocketing the 15% difference!) my dental plan carrier changed.

And with my luck, my dentist isn't listed with the new company. So, if you all don't mind, let me know who you use and if you like them, and I can see if they're on this new list.

Dang it. I do NOT like going to the dentist. I'd rather go to my OB-GYN than the dentist!!

Thanks, y'all!

Due to a lack of decent TV tonight

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I bring you a shamelessly lifted, ridiculous meme/quiz/answer thing from The Space that I Don't Pay For.

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Now, wasn't that exciting?????????????

In Which I Discuss NYE and Other Stuff

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I worked three days at Hallmark, so NYE was a very welcome break. I'm clearly not built for steady retail work anymore!

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No evidence at all

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What do I mean? While I had my camera with me, I took not one photograph. (My little camera would have gotten an inferiority complex on Christmas Day around my niece and my brother's camera, so I spared its feelings.)

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It was a very Merry Christmas, what with going here, there, yon, and back again. I would do it all the same, I think, even though it was tiring!!!

Jessie

5 month Leroy
She's at the house now. Leroy's singularly not happy, but he's trying. I think. He's barking a lot, and she's given him what-for a few times. Mostly from inside her crate, but she had something to say!

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I was perusing ariedana's LJ...

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And came across this, after clicking a link or two.

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Merry Christmas

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Her name is Jessie. She's two. She's spayed. And she's going to live with Dad and your_mother hopefully on Sunday. She is one lucky dog.

Merry Christmas, my wonderful parents.

So....

tongue
Let's say you received an electric wine opener for your birthday.

After reading the directions, which really aren't all that helpful, you've tried many times (well, okay, not that many - you're not a "bottle of wine a night" kind of person) to get the thing to work the way it claims to work. You've lost count of the number of shredded corks, which strangely enough corresponds with the number of times you've resorted to the good old-fashioned corkscrew you keep in your kitchen gadget drawer.

In a fit of snark, you contact the manufacturer of said opener, informing them that you're tired of drinking wine that has floating bits of cork in it. That you're disappointed in their product, which was underscored by the fact that it was NOT the opener you thought you were to get for your birthday. The end.

Not this time. Generally, when I've written to a manufacturer, I get the "we're sorry" type of reply and that's that. This time, I received a reply informing me that a replacement opener was on its way.

Now I have TWO of the opener I don't even want one of anymore. I found a store that carries the device and has agreed to exchange the original one - probably mainly due to the fact that what I want costs $10 more.

But what do I do with the second one????? AIGH!!!!!!!!!!!

My parents ROCK!

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So, yeah. The deal here.

I have a stack of Christmas gifts to take to Dad and Mom's house next week. When I shop, I have a budget and I try to make that budget lend itself to everyone I buy for having two gifts to open. It can get crowded on the sofa after a while. (The presents are on the sofa since my dog has a paper fetish. I take no chances.)

See?
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I got to thinking and realized that I couldn't carry all of those gifts home in my car this year. Leroy is in a bigger crate, and it takes up a goodly amount of space in the trunk. My luggage, his things, and other flotsam/jetsam would have to go in the trunk. Leroy's 2.5 times the size he was last year, so no gifts could go IN the car itself.

My parents - for nothing more than dinner at Chick-Fil-A (it was supposed to be Fatz Cafe, but Dad knows what I spent on my dog last night at the vet, so he offered to go somewhere slightly less expensive) came down to take my presents back to their house.

Verily, I say they ROCK. And now it's time for Charlie Brown - y'all be good.

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