The Aftermath
Santa was very good to me this year. He brought me almost everything on my list. I also got to spend 4 wonderful days with my nephew. The only drawback to the whole holiday season was the 4 hour drive home in the blizzard. c got me a beautiful white gold necklace and 2 pairs of earings in addition to my favorite chocolates Mrs. Field's. Oh my god, they taste just like the cookies, even better actually. My mom bought me almost everything I wanted for the kitchen. My dad gave me the best gift...cash. I bought my season tickets for the Yankees and a new washing machine. I am pretty much set now in the apartment.
Tomorrow we pick up the washing machine, I hope. c brought home his friend r.a today and he is spending the night. Normally I wouldn't care but they are going to stay up all night drinking beer and being loud. c insists that he will be up early to get the truck and r.a and d are going to help him with the machine and the rest of my furniture. We will see how early they can get up after their party night. No matter what we need to get that washing machine because I have about 3 weeks worth of laundry to do. It is starting to ooze out the bedroom door into the hallway. If all else fails I will make my own washing machine out of the bathtub.
Friday, December 27, 2002
Thursday, December 26, 2002
This weeks This or That only slightly delayed
1. Opening presents...rip 'em open with all abandon, or carefully open, preserving the pretty paper for recycling? Screw the paper, rip them open with reckless abandon
2. Do you and yours take turns, opening one gift at a time, or does everyone just rip into everything at the same time? One for you, Once for me, One for you , One for me.
3. If you get something you don't like...do you try to return it, or keep it so as not to hurt the giver's feelings?I try to return it but I lie about why like it didn't fit or it didn't work right etc.
4. Do you spend the holiday at home (yours or someone else's), or do you go out and eat, see the newest movie, whatever?Always at home.
5. What do you do with Christmas cards after the holiday is over? Save them, or toss them? Save them and then use them to decorate next year.
6. Cook Christmas dinner, or does someone else do that?Well anyone who knows me knows the kitchen is MINE!
7. It's Christmas Eve, and you have run out of wrapping paper. Do you go out and buy more, or wrap the rest of the gifts in the Sunday comics? Sunday comics baby and when you run out of that draw on some brown paper bags.
8. On Christmas morning...up at the crack of dawn, eagerly anticipating the loot...or would you rather sleep in? I sleep with one eye open so I can see when the clock hits like 6:00am. Then I get to wake everyone up
9. Do you want a white or a green Chrismas?Let it Snow
10. Going to church on Christmas...yes or no? Thats a negative.
1. Opening presents...rip 'em open with all abandon, or carefully open, preserving the pretty paper for recycling? Screw the paper, rip them open with reckless abandon
2. Do you and yours take turns, opening one gift at a time, or does everyone just rip into everything at the same time? One for you, Once for me, One for you , One for me.
3. If you get something you don't like...do you try to return it, or keep it so as not to hurt the giver's feelings?I try to return it but I lie about why like it didn't fit or it didn't work right etc.
4. Do you spend the holiday at home (yours or someone else's), or do you go out and eat, see the newest movie, whatever?Always at home.
5. What do you do with Christmas cards after the holiday is over? Save them, or toss them? Save them and then use them to decorate next year.
6. Cook Christmas dinner, or does someone else do that?Well anyone who knows me knows the kitchen is MINE!
7. It's Christmas Eve, and you have run out of wrapping paper. Do you go out and buy more, or wrap the rest of the gifts in the Sunday comics? Sunday comics baby and when you run out of that draw on some brown paper bags.
8. On Christmas morning...up at the crack of dawn, eagerly anticipating the loot...or would you rather sleep in? I sleep with one eye open so I can see when the clock hits like 6:00am. Then I get to wake everyone up
9. Do you want a white or a green Chrismas?Let it Snow
10. Going to church on Christmas...yes or no? Thats a negative.
Friday, December 20, 2002
I
Will
not die
an unlived life
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid, more accessible,
to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch,
a promise.
I choose
to risk my significance;
to live so that which came to me
as seed goes to the next as
blossom,
and that which came to me as
blossom
goes on as fruit.
Circle of Friends
I was reading m.s.'s blog and was just going to leave a comment about a remark she made but my thought morphed into a whole philosophical discussion. So here is it.
My Theory
Have you ever just sat back and though about all the people in your life, both close friends and those people you consider friendly acquaintances and even co-workers. It amazes me that they are such an eclectic group. You would think the people who are closest to us, our "best friends" would be just like us. Similar interests and values would make a relationship easy. As I have gotten older and wiser I have learned it is the complete opposite. I find that although I like myself as a person I get bored very easily with people who are to much like me. I enjoy meeting new people and learning about their personalities and how they operate. I guess this is why I have always found it easy to make friends. I am intrigued by people. The more I analyze my friendships the more I realize that each person in my life adds something different to it, brings a different perspective and I thrive on that. We make friends because they fulfill a need in us. Weather it is simply a mutual interest, or because they boost our egos or they challenge us, each person plays a role.
There's an old joke how in every group for example there is the smart one, the attractive one and the village idiot. Take a look at your two closest friends. If one is a supermodel and one is a rocket scientist, guess what? Right. Well as silly as it is the joke has some truth to it. In every group every person plays a part. The funny thing is, you can be one thing to your childhood friends, and something completely different to your adult friends, and even something else to your co-workers. At different times in your life you need people for different reasons and you seek out specific traits in a friend. If you are lucky those relationships develop beyond that initial need and you from lasting relationships. That's why they say it is harder to make friends the older you get. You get more picky because of your life experiences. You know what you want in a friend and you can see through people a lot more easily.
Think about when you were a kid. You were friends with anyone in your class or on your street, maybe with the exception of that weird kid who sat in the corner and ate paste. As you get older you start to notice things you like and dislike about personalities and begin to be more selective about who you spend time with. You object when your parents want to set up play dates with the kids down the street because you want to be with the cool kids from across town. As you become an adult you have found a secure group of close friends and you make acquaintances but your content with the relationships you have formed and often the hustle and bustle of every day life leaves little time to really get to know someone. That is until your needs change.
Let's take for example the microcosm that is my place of employment which I often fondly refer to as the fiery pit of hell. We often joke about writing a screenplay about our daily trials and tribulations and the people that we encounter. A kind of Clerks meetsOffice Space type of thing. We could cast half the movie without even thinking about it because it would have all of your token characters taken to the extreme. People love these movies because you can relate to all of the characters. Do you know why. Because you know someone like each character in all of these movies. While very stereotypical they are also fairly accurate in their portrayals. Think of the brat pack or John Hughes movies of the 80's. Which character are you from
And how many people do you know like other characters in these movies. That's my point. You play a part. Each of my co-workers, some of which I consider good friends, allows me to give part of myself or offers part of themselves. For example, t.m is like a little sister. She allows me to be motherly and give advise and we have gotten to a point where I feel like she respects my opinion. She knows I will be honest but not judgmental. I offer my help but in return she fulfills that need in me to coddle someone and be protective. j.c. is my debate partner. It seems like whenever I say black he says white. He's never wrong and I am never wrong so we have some heated arguments. Well anyone who knows me knows that I am confrontational and love to argue. It's a mutual understanding that we will disagree about everything and anything but that it's not personal. z.t. intrigues me. She is very exotic and has very different opinions on what is important to her. It is interesting to me to watch her and how she reacts and she amuses me with things she says. She is, and I don't mean this in a negative way, a materialist. She loves high fashion and celebrity lifestyles etc, and this is entertaining to me. I think because I envy her naivete and carefree attitude. I can live vicariously through her as she travels the world.
Close friends however play a more intimate role in your life, especially those friends you have had for an extended period of time. These relationships are more difficult because they are constantly changing. Your life long friends have seen you grow and mature and have been privy to your many changing faces. They understand your moods, and how you will react to certain situations and can adjust accordingly to be a better friend. It is also difficult when one of those close friends makes a new friend or becomes closer with an existing friend. You feel like you are being left out, when this is not always the case. Again, we have our roles and unfortunately we can not be everything to everyone. Sometimes our friends just need something that we can not offer. There are times you just want to kick back and be carefree and you have that friend who is a wild and crazy and who has no responsibility. You know the one who never worries about the consequences. You hang out and you feel that energy if only for that day or even an hour. Then you have that friend who is down to earth and logical and can always rationalize everything and make you see the big picture. You call every time something major happens in your life because you know they will celebrate with you or cry with you and will always know the right thing to say. Then there's the friend who always tells you what you want to hear and the other friend who is always honest even when it's not what you want to hear.
The one thing that I have learned is that no matter how hard you try, you will never be able to completely figure people out. They will always surprise you. Even the ones you think you know best. Especially the one's you know best. So while you worry that your friends may not like a particular personality trait, that may be the exact reason that they want to be around you. Take m.s for example. I met her while I was in training at work. She was friends with my trainer and one day I was outside by myself taking a smoke break and she came outside. She was so friendly and chatty and put me at ease very quickly. We chit chatted about office gossip and such. When I found out they were developing a new department and that both of us had been chosen it was a relief because I felt comfortable with her and new we would be able to work together. While m.s is typically a non confrontational person she has strong opinions and is very vocal about them with people she trusts. Her willingness to be so open and share personal feelings and information about her life enabled me to open up to her about me. I am a very private person. I am honest and if you ask I will offer information about my life but I don't have to many deep conversations about events in my life. It is a rare person who can get me to open up and leave myself vulnerable. m.s. has this amazing ability to verbalize almost anything. She can have a question, talk the whole thing through from beginning to end, and by the end have answered the question or made such an interesting argument that your left thinking about it for the rest of the day. She can take everyday things that we think or feel but can't verbalize and put them into words in a way that seem so simple your like "Why couldn't I think of that or say it that way?. Everyone has a different way of expressing themselves. What a gift to be able to do so verbally and with such ease. Most of us stumble all over ourselves trying to find the right words at the right time. We have to be obscure and hope that others will recognize our attempts to communicate with gestures or pictures and hope they get it. And not only does she have the ability, she has the courage to share herself with others.
c.h. is one of those people that everyone likes. He has that laid back personality and is also non confrontational. He would rather mutter obscenities under his breath than start an argument. He is very expressive in non verbal ways. You can tell what kind of mood he is in by how hard he pounds the keys on the keyboard and how he sits in his chair. you know he is in a good mood when he sings to himself or randomly spouts off comic quips from his favorite offbeat movies. He seems kind of shy and quiet until you get to know him and then there is no keeping him quiet. He is good at EVERYTHING, which if he wasn't so nice would be really annoying. He's into photography and takes some amazing pictures, he's great at bowling, pool and probably everything else he has ever tried. He gives off this energy and it is hard to be in a bad mood when he is around. Even when he is grumpy he makes you laugh without even trying. Have you ever met one of those people who, you can't quite put your finger on it, but there is just something about them you just know that they are special. c.h. is destined for greatness. I can't explain it I just know it
unequivocally.
With that said I leave you with this. You were chosen as a friend for a reason. You don't always have to understand why, just know that you were and are needed and your real friend like you for who you are, the good, the bad and the ugly.
I was reading m.s.'s blog and was just going to leave a comment about a remark she made but my thought morphed into a whole philosophical discussion. So here is it.
The Remark
"i've written before that sometimes i wish i knew how to just shut up. tonight d. told me that i'm difficult to talk to because i "overtalk". he speculates that this may be a problem for some of my friends as well."
My Theory
Have you ever just sat back and though about all the people in your life, both close friends and those people you consider friendly acquaintances and even co-workers. It amazes me that they are such an eclectic group. You would think the people who are closest to us, our "best friends" would be just like us. Similar interests and values would make a relationship easy. As I have gotten older and wiser I have learned it is the complete opposite. I find that although I like myself as a person I get bored very easily with people who are to much like me. I enjoy meeting new people and learning about their personalities and how they operate. I guess this is why I have always found it easy to make friends. I am intrigued by people. The more I analyze my friendships the more I realize that each person in my life adds something different to it, brings a different perspective and I thrive on that. We make friends because they fulfill a need in us. Weather it is simply a mutual interest, or because they boost our egos or they challenge us, each person plays a role.
There's an old joke how in every group for example there is the smart one, the attractive one and the village idiot. Take a look at your two closest friends. If one is a supermodel and one is a rocket scientist, guess what? Right. Well as silly as it is the joke has some truth to it. In every group every person plays a part. The funny thing is, you can be one thing to your childhood friends, and something completely different to your adult friends, and even something else to your co-workers. At different times in your life you need people for different reasons and you seek out specific traits in a friend. If you are lucky those relationships develop beyond that initial need and you from lasting relationships. That's why they say it is harder to make friends the older you get. You get more picky because of your life experiences. You know what you want in a friend and you can see through people a lot more easily.
Think about when you were a kid. You were friends with anyone in your class or on your street, maybe with the exception of that weird kid who sat in the corner and ate paste. As you get older you start to notice things you like and dislike about personalities and begin to be more selective about who you spend time with. You object when your parents want to set up play dates with the kids down the street because you want to be with the cool kids from across town. As you become an adult you have found a secure group of close friends and you make acquaintances but your content with the relationships you have formed and often the hustle and bustle of every day life leaves little time to really get to know someone. That is until your needs change.
Let's take for example the microcosm that is my place of employment which I often fondly refer to as the fiery pit of hell. We often joke about writing a screenplay about our daily trials and tribulations and the people that we encounter. A kind of Clerks meetsOffice Space type of thing. We could cast half the movie without even thinking about it because it would have all of your token characters taken to the extreme. People love these movies because you can relate to all of the characters. Do you know why. Because you know someone like each character in all of these movies. While very stereotypical they are also fairly accurate in their portrayals. Think of the brat pack or John Hughes movies of the 80's. Which character are you from
- The Breakfast Club
- Sixteen Candles
- St. Elmo's Fire
- Ferris Buellers Day Off
- Pretty in Pink
- Some Kind of Wonderful
- About Last Night
And how many people do you know like other characters in these movies. That's my point. You play a part. Each of my co-workers, some of which I consider good friends, allows me to give part of myself or offers part of themselves. For example, t.m is like a little sister. She allows me to be motherly and give advise and we have gotten to a point where I feel like she respects my opinion. She knows I will be honest but not judgmental. I offer my help but in return she fulfills that need in me to coddle someone and be protective. j.c. is my debate partner. It seems like whenever I say black he says white. He's never wrong and I am never wrong so we have some heated arguments. Well anyone who knows me knows that I am confrontational and love to argue. It's a mutual understanding that we will disagree about everything and anything but that it's not personal. z.t. intrigues me. She is very exotic and has very different opinions on what is important to her. It is interesting to me to watch her and how she reacts and she amuses me with things she says. She is, and I don't mean this in a negative way, a materialist. She loves high fashion and celebrity lifestyles etc, and this is entertaining to me. I think because I envy her naivete and carefree attitude. I can live vicariously through her as she travels the world.
Close friends however play a more intimate role in your life, especially those friends you have had for an extended period of time. These relationships are more difficult because they are constantly changing. Your life long friends have seen you grow and mature and have been privy to your many changing faces. They understand your moods, and how you will react to certain situations and can adjust accordingly to be a better friend. It is also difficult when one of those close friends makes a new friend or becomes closer with an existing friend. You feel like you are being left out, when this is not always the case. Again, we have our roles and unfortunately we can not be everything to everyone. Sometimes our friends just need something that we can not offer. There are times you just want to kick back and be carefree and you have that friend who is a wild and crazy and who has no responsibility. You know the one who never worries about the consequences. You hang out and you feel that energy if only for that day or even an hour. Then you have that friend who is down to earth and logical and can always rationalize everything and make you see the big picture. You call every time something major happens in your life because you know they will celebrate with you or cry with you and will always know the right thing to say. Then there's the friend who always tells you what you want to hear and the other friend who is always honest even when it's not what you want to hear.
The one thing that I have learned is that no matter how hard you try, you will never be able to completely figure people out. They will always surprise you. Even the ones you think you know best. Especially the one's you know best. So while you worry that your friends may not like a particular personality trait, that may be the exact reason that they want to be around you. Take m.s for example. I met her while I was in training at work. She was friends with my trainer and one day I was outside by myself taking a smoke break and she came outside. She was so friendly and chatty and put me at ease very quickly. We chit chatted about office gossip and such. When I found out they were developing a new department and that both of us had been chosen it was a relief because I felt comfortable with her and new we would be able to work together. While m.s is typically a non confrontational person she has strong opinions and is very vocal about them with people she trusts. Her willingness to be so open and share personal feelings and information about her life enabled me to open up to her about me. I am a very private person. I am honest and if you ask I will offer information about my life but I don't have to many deep conversations about events in my life. It is a rare person who can get me to open up and leave myself vulnerable. m.s. has this amazing ability to verbalize almost anything. She can have a question, talk the whole thing through from beginning to end, and by the end have answered the question or made such an interesting argument that your left thinking about it for the rest of the day. She can take everyday things that we think or feel but can't verbalize and put them into words in a way that seem so simple your like "Why couldn't I think of that or say it that way?. Everyone has a different way of expressing themselves. What a gift to be able to do so verbally and with such ease. Most of us stumble all over ourselves trying to find the right words at the right time. We have to be obscure and hope that others will recognize our attempts to communicate with gestures or pictures and hope they get it. And not only does she have the ability, she has the courage to share herself with others.
c.h. is one of those people that everyone likes. He has that laid back personality and is also non confrontational. He would rather mutter obscenities under his breath than start an argument. He is very expressive in non verbal ways. You can tell what kind of mood he is in by how hard he pounds the keys on the keyboard and how he sits in his chair. you know he is in a good mood when he sings to himself or randomly spouts off comic quips from his favorite offbeat movies. He seems kind of shy and quiet until you get to know him and then there is no keeping him quiet. He is good at EVERYTHING, which if he wasn't so nice would be really annoying. He's into photography and takes some amazing pictures, he's great at bowling, pool and probably everything else he has ever tried. He gives off this energy and it is hard to be in a bad mood when he is around. Even when he is grumpy he makes you laugh without even trying. Have you ever met one of those people who, you can't quite put your finger on it, but there is just something about them you just know that they are special. c.h. is destined for greatness. I can't explain it I just know it
unequivocally.
With that said I leave you with this. You were chosen as a friend for a reason. You don't always have to understand why, just know that you were and are needed and your real friend like you for who you are, the good, the bad and the ugly.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
Some people move our souls to dance.
They awaken us to new understanding with the
passing whisper of their wisdom.
Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon.
They stay in our lives for a while, leave footprints on
our hearts and we are never, ever the same.
Wednesday, December 18, 2002
Bah Humbug
I will never understand how men can wait until the absolute last minute before the holidays, Christmas Eve, to do all of their shopping. And how is it that we women toil for weeks and weeks in excruciating agony over what we are going to buy for everyone on our list, and will it be the right thing, and will this person think this is tacky, or did I spend the right amount, and I hope they really like it. Yet men will do all of their shopping in one store of the discount rack with no prior though whatsoever. And we still give them credit when alas on Christmas morning we unwrap something we like or actually wanted. This was not planned. It was a random twist if fate that landed that product in the bargain bin or on the impulse buy rack at the check out counter. Alrighty then. Back to wrapping paper and ribbon and bows. If I'm not out in 2 days send in the search party.
I will never understand how men can wait until the absolute last minute before the holidays, Christmas Eve, to do all of their shopping. And how is it that we women toil for weeks and weeks in excruciating agony over what we are going to buy for everyone on our list, and will it be the right thing, and will this person think this is tacky, or did I spend the right amount, and I hope they really like it. Yet men will do all of their shopping in one store of the discount rack with no prior though whatsoever. And we still give them credit when alas on Christmas morning we unwrap something we like or actually wanted. This was not planned. It was a random twist if fate that landed that product in the bargain bin or on the impulse buy rack at the check out counter. Alrighty then. Back to wrapping paper and ribbon and bows. If I'm not out in 2 days send in the search party.
Tuesday, December 17, 2002
This or That Tuesday's Holidaze
1. Christmas dinner: turkey or ham (or something else)?
Ham,save the turkey for thanksgiving
2. Candy canes or chocolate? Chocolate please
3. Fruit basket or fruitcake? fruit basket
4. Mulled cider or mulled wine? Mulled cider with a shot of absolute
5. Eggnog or hot chocolate? Hot Chocolate
6. Holiday cookies: homemade or store-bought? Leave the store boughts in the store
7. Roasting chestnuts or popping corn? Popping corn
8. On the buffet table: veggie platter or cheese tray? cheese tray
9. Apple or pumpkin pie? Apple Pie rules
10. Christmas Day breakfast: before or after gift-opening? after the gift. begin the orgy of greed.
1. Christmas dinner: turkey or ham (or something else)?
Ham,save the turkey for thanksgiving
2. Candy canes or chocolate? Chocolate please
3. Fruit basket or fruitcake? fruit basket
4. Mulled cider or mulled wine? Mulled cider with a shot of absolute
5. Eggnog or hot chocolate? Hot Chocolate
6. Holiday cookies: homemade or store-bought? Leave the store boughts in the store
7. Roasting chestnuts or popping corn? Popping corn
8. On the buffet table: veggie platter or cheese tray? cheese tray
9. Apple or pumpkin pie? Apple Pie rules
10. Christmas Day breakfast: before or after gift-opening? after the gift. begin the orgy of greed.
Monday, December 16, 2002
Mr Clean would be proud
Well it took 2 days but we managed to disinfect the entire house from top to bottom and rearrange the furniture. I finally feel like the apartment is mine. I have most of my belongings and things are finally starting to come together. In the house that is. The plumber comes on Wednesday and the landlord said the kitchen cabinets he ordered came in so the kitchen is next. Once the bathroom gets redone we'll be all set. With all the hoopla with the moving I haven't had much time to prepare for Christmas.
I planned to make everyone's presents this year but with such a late start I am afraid I won't get to finish or put as much time in to each gift as I would like. I still have a week. It is possible. I sear it is almost to much stress to enjoy the holidays.
Oh and a little gossip of the I told you so kind, when j.d. came to pick up the rest of his crap he told c that c.d was pregnant. What a shocker. They have been dating for a little over a year. She is psycho and it is just so convenient that right after they move out she is suddenly pregnant. He is already in a custody battle with his ex-wife, who he was not quite divorced from when he started dating c.d., to get permanent custody of his son brendan. I can't see this relationship lasting and the poor child if it doesn't. He is already a poor parent and role model for brendan I can't image what he will be like toward another child that he doesn't want. I hate to be judgmental but I lived with these people and I saw how they acted. It is a shame that there are so many people in this world that want to have children and can't or who want to adopt and can't that are willing to sacrifice everything to give a child a better life and the idiots who were to stupid to use a condom are now going to have a child. For god sakes they couldn't even take care of a dog.
O.K., The soap box is closed for the rest of the day. Come back tomorrow. I'm sure I'll find something else to preach about.
Well it took 2 days but we managed to disinfect the entire house from top to bottom and rearrange the furniture. I finally feel like the apartment is mine. I have most of my belongings and things are finally starting to come together. In the house that is. The plumber comes on Wednesday and the landlord said the kitchen cabinets he ordered came in so the kitchen is next. Once the bathroom gets redone we'll be all set. With all the hoopla with the moving I haven't had much time to prepare for Christmas.
I planned to make everyone's presents this year but with such a late start I am afraid I won't get to finish or put as much time in to each gift as I would like. I still have a week. It is possible. I sear it is almost to much stress to enjoy the holidays.
Oh and a little gossip of the I told you so kind, when j.d. came to pick up the rest of his crap he told c that c.d was pregnant. What a shocker. They have been dating for a little over a year. She is psycho and it is just so convenient that right after they move out she is suddenly pregnant. He is already in a custody battle with his ex-wife, who he was not quite divorced from when he started dating c.d., to get permanent custody of his son brendan. I can't see this relationship lasting and the poor child if it doesn't. He is already a poor parent and role model for brendan I can't image what he will be like toward another child that he doesn't want. I hate to be judgmental but I lived with these people and I saw how they acted. It is a shame that there are so many people in this world that want to have children and can't or who want to adopt and can't that are willing to sacrifice everything to give a child a better life and the idiots who were to stupid to use a condom are now going to have a child. For god sakes they couldn't even take care of a dog.
O.K., The soap box is closed for the rest of the day. Come back tomorrow. I'm sure I'll find something else to preach about.
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
Murphy's Law
I finally got my computer to the apartment and they came and installed the cable modem in the house. Well surprise, or maybe not such a surprise with my luck, the computer has no network card. This computer was pieced together by my dad with a monitor from here and a keyboard from there. Well, it has been sitting unused for a couple of years and of course it didn't dawn on me that it would not be cable ready. No biggie right. WRONG! I go and get the network card and put it in and try to install the divers from the disk and I get an error that I need the Windows 95 installation disk. Yes folk, still using 95. Of course I don't have the disk because I want to update this piece of crap, so still waiting to access the internet form home. On top of that the USB port is not compatible with Windows 95 so once I upgrade I still have to go and by a USB port to upload pictures from the digital camera. And the saga continues. Maybe by the time I am 40 things will start to pan out for me.
I finally got my computer to the apartment and they came and installed the cable modem in the house. Well surprise, or maybe not such a surprise with my luck, the computer has no network card. This computer was pieced together by my dad with a monitor from here and a keyboard from there. Well, it has been sitting unused for a couple of years and of course it didn't dawn on me that it would not be cable ready. No biggie right. WRONG! I go and get the network card and put it in and try to install the divers from the disk and I get an error that I need the Windows 95 installation disk. Yes folk, still using 95. Of course I don't have the disk because I want to update this piece of crap, so still waiting to access the internet form home. On top of that the USB port is not compatible with Windows 95 so once I upgrade I still have to go and by a USB port to upload pictures from the digital camera. And the saga continues. Maybe by the time I am 40 things will start to pan out for me.
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
You've got to take the bad with the good
I was trying to get the piles of laundry stacked in the middle of the floor washed over the weekend. This was in between all of c.d.'s family members traipsing through the house moving all of her crap. Apparently either they though it would be funny or her family didn't realize that the washing machine wasn't hers, but they disconnected all the hoses. I realized this when I tried to start the washing machine and nothing happened. I reconnected the hot and cold water hoses but forgot to connect the drain hose to the water pipe that goes outside. I started the machine and went on my merry way. At this point I now have all of my craft shit strewn across the kitchen table with paints and lace and glue etc. lying all over the place. I am painting a canvas bag when my feet start to fell wet and I am like "What the Hell". I turn to the laundry room and see the water pouring out from under the door. I run over and open the door and a mini tidal wave splashed out into the kitchen and spread out onto the living room rug. I only wish a had a video camera taping my reaction and the subsequent chaotic mop up the water with any and every towel you can find dance. I had my pants rolled up to my knees, I was covered in water from head to toe. Boy way I a sight standing over the kitchen sink wringing out towels for 2 hours.
On the bright side the carpet got cleaned. We ended up renting a steam cleaner and sterilized the whole apartment. You can actually breath without gagging now when you come in the house. I am so happy I get to have company come over and not be mortified with how the house looks. There are not dishes in the sink, papers aren't stacked all over the counters, toys aren't littered across the living room. It's a beautiful thing.
I was trying to get the piles of laundry stacked in the middle of the floor washed over the weekend. This was in between all of c.d.'s family members traipsing through the house moving all of her crap. Apparently either they though it would be funny or her family didn't realize that the washing machine wasn't hers, but they disconnected all the hoses. I realized this when I tried to start the washing machine and nothing happened. I reconnected the hot and cold water hoses but forgot to connect the drain hose to the water pipe that goes outside. I started the machine and went on my merry way. At this point I now have all of my craft shit strewn across the kitchen table with paints and lace and glue etc. lying all over the place. I am painting a canvas bag when my feet start to fell wet and I am like "What the Hell". I turn to the laundry room and see the water pouring out from under the door. I run over and open the door and a mini tidal wave splashed out into the kitchen and spread out onto the living room rug. I only wish a had a video camera taping my reaction and the subsequent chaotic mop up the water with any and every towel you can find dance. I had my pants rolled up to my knees, I was covered in water from head to toe. Boy way I a sight standing over the kitchen sink wringing out towels for 2 hours.
On the bright side the carpet got cleaned. We ended up renting a steam cleaner and sterilized the whole apartment. You can actually breath without gagging now when you come in the house. I am so happy I get to have company come over and not be mortified with how the house looks. There are not dishes in the sink, papers aren't stacked all over the counters, toys aren't littered across the living room. It's a beautiful thing.
This-or-That: December 10, 2002
More fun for the holidaze!
1. Real or artificial tree? You've gotta have a real tree. Nothing beats that real Pine tree scent
2. Real or artificial wreath?Real, everything should be real
3. Open gifts on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day (or do you do another holiday such as Hannukkah)?Christmas Morning. The anticipation and jumping up out of bed at like 5:00 in the morning is the best.
4. "It's A Wonderful Life" or "Miracle on 34th Street"?Miracle On 34th Street
5. Outdoor decorations, or just indoors?The Griswald house people. Know it, Love it.
6. "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town" or "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer"?Rudolph all the way.
7. Miniature lights or the larger ones?It really depends on the situation but I tend to stick to the smaller lights
8. Store-bought or hand-made ornaments?Hand made ornaments with an occational store bought one for filler
9. TV Specials: The Grinch or Charlie Brown?Gotta go with Charlie Brown
10. Will you be staying at home for the holiday, or going visiting?Unfortunately I must go visiting and battle the traffic. This is the only drawback to the holidays. But it's worth it to spend time with the family
More fun for the holidaze!
1. Real or artificial tree? You've gotta have a real tree. Nothing beats that real Pine tree scent
2. Real or artificial wreath?Real, everything should be real
3. Open gifts on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day (or do you do another holiday such as Hannukkah)?Christmas Morning. The anticipation and jumping up out of bed at like 5:00 in the morning is the best.
4. "It's A Wonderful Life" or "Miracle on 34th Street"?Miracle On 34th Street
5. Outdoor decorations, or just indoors?The Griswald house people. Know it, Love it.
6. "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town" or "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer"?Rudolph all the way.
7. Miniature lights or the larger ones?It really depends on the situation but I tend to stick to the smaller lights
8. Store-bought or hand-made ornaments?Hand made ornaments with an occational store bought one for filler
9. TV Specials: The Grinch or Charlie Brown?Gotta go with Charlie Brown
10. Will you be staying at home for the holiday, or going visiting?Unfortunately I must go visiting and battle the traffic. This is the only drawback to the holidays. But it's worth it to spend time with the family
Thursday, December 05, 2002
Ding Dong the Witch is Dead
And number three is... The room mates from hell have moved out. I finally have the place to myself, except for c. of course. And in the grand tradition of being a dick, j.d gave us a weeks notice that they were leaving and decided they were only paying for half this months rent being they were only there for 2 weeks of the rental month. We have to come up with a heck of a lot of money on short notice but, whatever it takes to get them out. Good ridence! Now I get to actually move in my stuff, including my computer, hooray and decorate a little. First we have to steam clean all the carpets and scrub the house from top to bottom. The good thing is, it's just in time for the holidays so I can bust out all my craft stuff and the sewing machine to make all my Christmas presents. Free at last. Thank God almighty I'm free at last!
And number three is... The room mates from hell have moved out. I finally have the place to myself, except for c. of course. And in the grand tradition of being a dick, j.d gave us a weeks notice that they were leaving and decided they were only paying for half this months rent being they were only there for 2 weeks of the rental month. We have to come up with a heck of a lot of money on short notice but, whatever it takes to get them out. Good ridence! Now I get to actually move in my stuff, including my computer, hooray and decorate a little. First we have to steam clean all the carpets and scrub the house from top to bottom. The good thing is, it's just in time for the holidays so I can bust out all my craft stuff and the sewing machine to make all my Christmas presents. Free at last. Thank God almighty I'm free at last!
Tuesday, December 03, 2002
The Arrival
Well It finally happened, Quinn has arrived. He showed up on Thanksgiving day just as we were about to carve the holiday bird. This is surely a Thanksgiving we will never forget. We had to pack up the feast in tupperware and then set up our own little buffet in the waiting room of the hospital. It was interesting and memorable. Not only that but we also had our first snow of the season. It was out of this world waking up to this beautiful scene. Usually things happen in three's. I got a nephew, snow (which I love and can't get enough of) and there should be one more thing soon. Until then....
Well It finally happened, Quinn has arrived. He showed up on Thanksgiving day just as we were about to carve the holiday bird. This is surely a Thanksgiving we will never forget. We had to pack up the feast in tupperware and then set up our own little buffet in the waiting room of the hospital. It was interesting and memorable. Not only that but we also had our first snow of the season. It was out of this world waking up to this beautiful scene. Usually things happen in three's. I got a nephew, snow (which I love and can't get enough of) and there should be one more thing soon. Until then....
This Weeks This or That
1. Go out and buy gifts, or shop online/mail order? Shop online
2. Gift cards/certificates or pick out gifts? Pick out gifts. It's more personal
3. Pay cash or charge holiday gifts? Charge it Baby!
4. Are most of your gifts mailed or given in person? I prefer to give in person when I can.
5. Are you an early-bird or last-minute holiday shopper? I try to be an early bird but usually end up a last minute shopper
6. If you shop in stores...big chain stores or smaller specialty stores? Small specialty store, you find more unique gifts that way
7. Wrap gifts yourself or have them wrapped at the store or mall? Part of the fun is wrapping the gifts
8. Shopping on *Black Friday* (day after Thanksgiving)...did you or didn't you? Hell No!
9. Is your holiday gift list large or small? Way to long
10. Is it better to give or to receive? Much better to give. I love watching peoples faces when they get something they really want or didn't expect
1. Go out and buy gifts, or shop online/mail order? Shop online
2. Gift cards/certificates or pick out gifts? Pick out gifts. It's more personal
3. Pay cash or charge holiday gifts? Charge it Baby!
4. Are most of your gifts mailed or given in person? I prefer to give in person when I can.
5. Are you an early-bird or last-minute holiday shopper? I try to be an early bird but usually end up a last minute shopper
6. If you shop in stores...big chain stores or smaller specialty stores? Small specialty store, you find more unique gifts that way
7. Wrap gifts yourself or have them wrapped at the store or mall? Part of the fun is wrapping the gifts
8. Shopping on *Black Friday* (day after Thanksgiving)...did you or didn't you? Hell No!
9. Is your holiday gift list large or small? Way to long
10. Is it better to give or to receive? Much better to give. I love watching peoples faces when they get something they really want or didn't expect
Friday, November 22, 2002
I'm almost an Aunt
My sister went to the doctor yesterday . The baby is on his way. It could take a while though. They said she shouldn't expect him over the weekend but by Monday he should be ready to meet the world. I can't wait. I am on vacation next week so I get to spend it with my sister and hopefully my new nephew. The child hasn't even been born yet and I have already spoiled him beyond belief. I think I have bought every piece of children's clothing that they sell at Target That's in addition to the toys and books and stuff. I can't wait to take him to Yankee Gamesand fishing and all kinds of other fun stuff. That's the best thing about being an aunt. I get to spoil the kid and let him do whatever he wants and then send him home to mom. This is going to be great!
My sister went to the doctor yesterday . The baby is on his way. It could take a while though. They said she shouldn't expect him over the weekend but by Monday he should be ready to meet the world. I can't wait. I am on vacation next week so I get to spend it with my sister and hopefully my new nephew. The child hasn't even been born yet and I have already spoiled him beyond belief. I think I have bought every piece of children's clothing that they sell at Target That's in addition to the toys and books and stuff. I can't wait to take him to Yankee Gamesand fishing and all kinds of other fun stuff. That's the best thing about being an aunt. I get to spoil the kid and let him do whatever he wants and then send him home to mom. This is going to be great!
Thursday, November 21, 2002
The Sky is Falling
Ok so of the 400 things in my apartment that need to be fixed the landlord has been insisting for months that he is going to have the roof redone. Fine, great we need it. But of course we didn't believe him because his last project, the aluminum siding, took him a year and a half. We low and behold today, the one day that I have a late shift at work and can sleep in, the roofers show up at 7:00am. There are about 12 of them all on the roof scraping and hammering and drilling and who the hell know what else. Since sleep was out of the question I got up and did the laundry and had breakfast. I figure then that it's a good time to take a shower. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to shower with strange men outside your bathroom window. Granted, we have blinds in the window so you can't really see in and I'm sure they have better things to do but it is still uncomfortable. So I went with the speed shower and I don't think I got all of the conditioner out of my hair and put my jeans on while I was still dripping wet. You see, of course, the ladders were all around the house and I could see the guys walking up and down the ladders all morning which means they could also see in so getting dressed in the privacy of my own room was out of the question.
Finally dressed and ready to relax I sat down to watch some t.v. as a had a few hours left to kill before work. All of a sudden I felt something hit me in the head. I looked around and didn't see anything and figured it must have been the cat or something. A few minutes later I feel something pelt me in the leg. This time I look down and see a huge nail on the floor. Then another. I look up and realize that the nails are coming out of the ceiling. The guys outside are banging so hard they are knocking all the nails out of the sheet rock or what ever it is up there. Now I am frantic because we things hanging on the walls and all kinds of crap on the dresser and stuff. While I am trying to move the majority of the breakables I hear this crackling sound. I look up and see that part of the ceiling is about to fall. With my cat like reflexes I run over and put my hands up just in time to catch the panel. Of course it didn't break all the way it is still partially attached to the ceiling and It's to big for me to try to pull of so it is lying across the bed and resting against the floor. There are chunks of ceiling all over the bed, floor and rest of the room. What a fiasco. I finally had to leave for work praying the whole way there that the rest of the ceiling remains intact until c. or I gets home.
I think now is a good time to also mention that:
Sometimes I fell like I am living in the house from The Money Pit I can't wait to get home and see what condition the house is in, if it is still standing, that is.
Ok so of the 400 things in my apartment that need to be fixed the landlord has been insisting for months that he is going to have the roof redone. Fine, great we need it. But of course we didn't believe him because his last project, the aluminum siding, took him a year and a half. We low and behold today, the one day that I have a late shift at work and can sleep in, the roofers show up at 7:00am. There are about 12 of them all on the roof scraping and hammering and drilling and who the hell know what else. Since sleep was out of the question I got up and did the laundry and had breakfast. I figure then that it's a good time to take a shower. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to shower with strange men outside your bathroom window. Granted, we have blinds in the window so you can't really see in and I'm sure they have better things to do but it is still uncomfortable. So I went with the speed shower and I don't think I got all of the conditioner out of my hair and put my jeans on while I was still dripping wet. You see, of course, the ladders were all around the house and I could see the guys walking up and down the ladders all morning which means they could also see in so getting dressed in the privacy of my own room was out of the question.
Finally dressed and ready to relax I sat down to watch some t.v. as a had a few hours left to kill before work. All of a sudden I felt something hit me in the head. I looked around and didn't see anything and figured it must have been the cat or something. A few minutes later I feel something pelt me in the leg. This time I look down and see a huge nail on the floor. Then another. I look up and realize that the nails are coming out of the ceiling. The guys outside are banging so hard they are knocking all the nails out of the sheet rock or what ever it is up there. Now I am frantic because we things hanging on the walls and all kinds of crap on the dresser and stuff. While I am trying to move the majority of the breakables I hear this crackling sound. I look up and see that part of the ceiling is about to fall. With my cat like reflexes I run over and put my hands up just in time to catch the panel. Of course it didn't break all the way it is still partially attached to the ceiling and It's to big for me to try to pull of so it is lying across the bed and resting against the floor. There are chunks of ceiling all over the bed, floor and rest of the room. What a fiasco. I finally had to leave for work praying the whole way there that the rest of the ceiling remains intact until c. or I gets home.
I think now is a good time to also mention that:
- every time someone takes a shower the kitchen ceiling leaks
- the kitchen cabinets are falling off the walls in addition to the ceiling tiles falling in
- the oven door doesn't close all the way so the wood on either side is charred from the heat and there is no temperature dial (it melted from the heat because the door doesn't close) so you don't really know what temperature you're cooking at
- the freezer ices over and just keeps building and the freezer space gets smaller and smaller every once in a while when we defrost the freezer we find something in the abyss of ice
- Ice forms around the cooling rods in the refrigerator and then defrosts pretty much daily leaving a puddle of about 3 inches of water at the bottom of the fridge under the drawers. As you can imagine, if a day or 2 goes by and I don't get a change to empty it out, well, stagnant water in the fridge, enough said.
- We still have a cesspool (because the landlord is to cheap to get a sewer installed)which fills up and makes a nice bubbling pool of crap in the middle of the yard.
Sometimes I fell like I am living in the house from The Money Pit I can't wait to get home and see what condition the house is in, if it is still standing, that is.
Tuesday, November 19, 2002
This or That Tuesday
Potpourri, Part Two!
1. Long or short hair? Long, I like to have something to run my fingers through.
2. Microwave or conventional oven? Nothing beats good 'ol home cooking in the conventional oven.
3. Plain or Peanut M&M's? Peanut M & M's Rule!!!
4. "101 Dalmations"...animated or live-action version? Animated, although I thought Glenn Close was fab as Cruela
5. Drink out of bottle/can or pour into a glass? Screw the glass, us real white trash gals drink from the bottle.
6. Sunlight or moonlight? Moonlight, I am definitley a night owl.
7. Kermit the Frog or Miss Piggy? I've always been partial to Kermit.
8. Glasses or contact lenses (or neither)? Thank heaven for contacts.
9. Action movies or chick flicks? I hate to admit it but.... Chick Flicks
10. Toilet seat...up or down ? Put the damn toilet seat down. Thank you for your support.
Potpourri, Part Two!
1. Long or short hair? Long, I like to have something to run my fingers through.
2. Microwave or conventional oven? Nothing beats good 'ol home cooking in the conventional oven.
3. Plain or Peanut M&M's? Peanut M & M's Rule!!!
4. "101 Dalmations"...animated or live-action version? Animated, although I thought Glenn Close was fab as Cruela
5. Drink out of bottle/can or pour into a glass? Screw the glass, us real white trash gals drink from the bottle.
6. Sunlight or moonlight? Moonlight, I am definitley a night owl.
7. Kermit the Frog or Miss Piggy? I've always been partial to Kermit.
8. Glasses or contact lenses (or neither)? Thank heaven for contacts.
9. Action movies or chick flicks? I hate to admit it but.... Chick Flicks
10. Toilet seat...up or down ? Put the damn toilet seat down. Thank you for your support.
Back in BusinessHooray!! My template is back.
They opened an Applebee's in the shopping plaza near my apartment so c. and I thought we would try it out last night. the food was pretty good but the highlight of my overly dull life was the guy who was walking around making balloon animals and shapes for all the patron's. At first I though he must be there with a kids party because there were a ton of families there but turns out he was trying to promote himself for parties and stuff and he is there every Monday night. So there I am in the restaurant, any as a 5 year old, just hoping that he will come to my table to make me a balloon animal. I don't know what it is but there are 2 things that no matter how old I get or what I am doing will always make me smile and feel like a kid again, BALLOONS & BUBBLES Well, after about 3 raspberry margaritas, he finally came over and asked me if I wanted a balloon. I smiled sheepishly and said "Was it that obvious?". He asked what I wanted and I said anything so he started blowing up 6 balloons. I was a little perplexed at why he needed so many but with a few twists and a Tada he made a monkey climbing a palm tree with a banana hanging down. It was the coolest think. I took a picture of it with my digital camera and will hopefully be able to post the picture soon.
They opened an Applebee's in the shopping plaza near my apartment so c. and I thought we would try it out last night. the food was pretty good but the highlight of my overly dull life was the guy who was walking around making balloon animals and shapes for all the patron's. At first I though he must be there with a kids party because there were a ton of families there but turns out he was trying to promote himself for parties and stuff and he is there every Monday night. So there I am in the restaurant, any as a 5 year old, just hoping that he will come to my table to make me a balloon animal. I don't know what it is but there are 2 things that no matter how old I get or what I am doing will always make me smile and feel like a kid again, BALLOONS & BUBBLES Well, after about 3 raspberry margaritas, he finally came over and asked me if I wanted a balloon. I smiled sheepishly and said "Was it that obvious?". He asked what I wanted and I said anything so he started blowing up 6 balloons. I was a little perplexed at why he needed so many but with a few twists and a Tada he made a monkey climbing a palm tree with a banana hanging down. It was the coolest think. I took a picture of it with my digital camera and will hopefully be able to post the picture soon.
Thursday, November 14, 2002
Wednesday, November 13, 2002
I Believe
This was too heart warming to pass up. I know I'm a cheesball. What can I say? Thank you to ZT for sending this.
She is 92 years old, petite, well poised, and proud. She is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed, and her makeup perfectly applied, in spite of the fact she is legally blind. Today she has moved to a nursing home. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making this move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, where I am employed, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet curtains that had been hung on her window.
"I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room...just wait," I said.
Then she spoke these words that I will never forget:
"That does not have anything to do with it," she gently replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not, does not depend on how the furniture is arranged. It is how I arrange my mind. I have already decided to love it. It is a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice. I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work or I can get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do work. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I will focus on the new day and all of the happy memories I have stored away...just for this time in my life. Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you have already put in.
I Believe
This was too heart warming to pass up. I know I'm a cheesball. What can I say? Thank you to ZT for sending this.
She is 92 years old, petite, well poised, and proud. She is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed, and her makeup perfectly applied, in spite of the fact she is legally blind. Today she has moved to a nursing home. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making this move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, where I am employed, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet curtains that had been hung on her window.
"I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room...just wait," I said.
Then she spoke these words that I will never forget:
"That does not have anything to do with it," she gently replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not, does not depend on how the furniture is arranged. It is how I arrange my mind. I have already decided to love it. It is a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice. I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work or I can get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do work. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I will focus on the new day and all of the happy memories I have stored away...just for this time in my life. Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you have already put in.
I Believe
- that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
- that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
- that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
- that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
- that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
- that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
- that you can keep going, long after you can't.
- that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
- that either you control your attitude or it controls you.
- that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
- that money is a lousy way of keeping score.
- that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.
- that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.
- that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
- that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
- that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
- that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.
- that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other... And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.
- that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.
- that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
- that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.
- that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.
- that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
- that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.
Tuesday, November 12, 2002
Tuesday's This or That
This was "borrowed" from Cybertoad's Blog on Life
1. Hershey's Kisses: with or without almonds? Definitly without
2. Wizard of Oz: Scarecrow or Tin Man? Scarecrow...I'm still searching for a brain
3. Meat eater or vegetarian? Meat eater
4. Buy books or borrow them? Buy them, and they must be hardcover
5. At the bank: ATM or human teller? ATM, theres no need for human contact when it comes to my money. I love the electronic age
6. Oil or gas (or other) heat? Other, friction heat (he! he!)
7. Pen or pencil? Pen, I like things permanent
8. Drive or use public transit? Drive, once you make the transition, you will never go back to public transportation
9. Who IS James Bond: Sean Connery or Pierce Brosnan (or any of the others in between)? Sean Connery, hands down, no contest
10. Your ideal breakfast: full (bacon/sausage, eggs, pancakes, etc) or continental (bagels, muffins, fruit, cereal)? Full, but not in the a.m. I like my breakfast for dinner
This was "borrowed" from Cybertoad's Blog on Life
1. Hershey's Kisses: with or without almonds? Definitly without
2. Wizard of Oz: Scarecrow or Tin Man? Scarecrow...I'm still searching for a brain
3. Meat eater or vegetarian? Meat eater
4. Buy books or borrow them? Buy them, and they must be hardcover
5. At the bank: ATM or human teller? ATM, theres no need for human contact when it comes to my money. I love the electronic age
6. Oil or gas (or other) heat? Other, friction heat (he! he!)
7. Pen or pencil? Pen, I like things permanent
8. Drive or use public transit? Drive, once you make the transition, you will never go back to public transportation
9. Who IS James Bond: Sean Connery or Pierce Brosnan (or any of the others in between)? Sean Connery, hands down, no contest
10. Your ideal breakfast: full (bacon/sausage, eggs, pancakes, etc) or continental (bagels, muffins, fruit, cereal)? Full, but not in the a.m. I like my breakfast for dinner
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