Go Tell Aunt Rhody

Here it is, this is what I saw this morning on the CBS morning show [g-rated]
http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2008/12/09/earlyshow/main4657060.shtml

Bearbaiting: noun
[archaic] The former practice of setting dogs to fight a captive bear
[current] Setting Gail down at her favorite work station, with her favorite job. Then, setting a very religious person who HATES Christmas carols, [and the two people sitting behind Gail] down in front of Gail, and setting a man and a woman who HATE the religious person down behind Gail. Then, putting on a radio station that plays all Christmas carols this time of year. Another perfect storm,and I never saw it coming.

This was my work environment today. These people hate each other [but the ladies love me, and I'm growing on the guy] What a MESS. On the one hand, they are all being so intolerant, as a Mom I could just lecture them til the cows come home, then knock their heads together [religious lady is as bad as the other 2] As a co-worker, I was choking back laughter, I think I sprained a face muscle trying not to laugh at the things I heard. The religious lady resents references to Jesus, and the others kept singing Christmas Carols like "Jingle Bells" which have NO reference to Jesus or religion at all, [go ahead, sing it quick in your head, I'll wait] ...and she'd STILL get up on that high horse....and none of them realized how stupid that was, Jesus was no where to be found and none of them got it. Kids. So, you might wonder, what would the wise woman do under these circumstances? I don't know, but I'll tell you what *I* did. I decided that my air compressor was so loud it was giving me a migraine,it just would NOT shut off, hehehe. I got a company hat [baseball cap style] and wore it low so I wouldn't have to look at anyone, and wore my noise canceling headphones. Voila! Got a free hat out of the deal! Looked up every once in a while with a smile, and that was that.

The self taught classical guitar is going very well, I play the meanest "Go Tell Aunt Rhody" you ever Heard.

Oh, Snap.we are under winter storm watch for thursday, all day, significant icing possible.That bites. I think Steve will want to take my truck to work, I might just get an unplanned day off,.....hey now, that doesn't sound so bad.

And here,is something funny. I KNOW I could do this, I do it all the time ! I laughed my Ass off at this [g-rated], you may have seen it, but if you're a Mom or Dad it bears watching again. [todays shennanigans at work made me think of this] The Mom song, sung to the William Tell Overture :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxT5NwQUtVM

December 9th:

Weary Willie Day

[here's a link, MORE g-rated stuff,can you believe it?? behave yourself:]

http://tinyurl.com/6blntt

UPDATES:

-I still haven't found that $%^^ picture on this puter.

-No news on the house front,still looking.

Dog save dog

I'm ready to leave for work,honestly! But wanted to blog this.I am watching the CBS morning show,and they just showed a clip of an injured dog in the middle of the road.....and another hero dog went out into highway traffic,and dragged the injued dog to safety.I don't have time to link it now,I will later if I can find it.That just touched me.

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AHA ! An Appletini

Woo-Hoo! I had a great time last night, I usually do at those parties,I just get nervous beforehand. And the drink situation resolved itself....we walked in and started greeting people. Steve asked what I wanted to drink, just as one of his co-workers gave me a hug, and his drink smelled heavenly! I asked him what he was drinking,and the sky opened up and the sun shone down on his head ! "An Appletini !" So that's what I drank, and plenty of em :O) Apple liquor and vodka, with a maraschino cherry in there for no apparent reason [oh,maybe so I could keep the stems,and keep count of how many I had :X ] my kinda night. I think that'll be my party drink from now on. Right off the bat, one of the guys asked me about my job,...you have to admit, it's not the most usual job for a woman to have, and in an automotive crowd, you don't forget it. I told him it was going great, and I was kicking ass and taking names, and he thought that was the funniest thing he's ever heard, he went around telling people what I said. Anytime he pointed at me, I knew what he was saying, even when he was across the room. The real fun started after the dinner.They started playing the music so loud, it hurt. I never understood that, it's a party, not a Billy concert. It was so loud we couldn't talk, so a lot of us went back into the sitting room, where the drinks and apps had been served. As we got to talkin, one of the young women that works at the dealership came to our table, and I don't remember what got it started, I think I admired her tattoo,.....but the conversation turned to bras. She had on a strapless top, and was having enough trouble keeping the girls in it, but then she was gonna show some of us ladies her bra....except that our men were right there too, and it never occurred to any of us that the men might have a problem! She was just so well-meaning and adorable, [like I *really* needed help finding the right strapless bra, can you picture the scene? Dancing at a company Christmas party ,and Lucy and Ethel pop out to say "hello" ? Steve would give himself a hernia laughing, and I'd have to kill him] it wasn't sexual in any way,unless you count damn near exposing yourself in a crowd as sexual. This morning Steve is telling me he didn't know what to do or where to look. I said,I KNOW where you wanted to look, and he said yeah, but I didn't want to get hurt. The poor guy was looking everywhere but at the "display". I'm sittin here lol'in at the scene. THAT is loyalty !! That's OK Hon, you look all you want. The day you touch, is the day you die :O)

One of the most fun websites I've ever come across, it makes it's appearance every year, and again, TYVM Ruta for sending it along. We laugh until we cry every year:

http://www.elfyourself.com/

December 8th:
International Cotton Candy Day

Oh BOY,Oban

I'm blogging a bit early today, cause tonight is Steves' company Christmas party. It's hard for me to go,because I am not a big-crowd-of-people-you-don't-know kinda person. Every year,in advance of the party, I select my drink for the night,and Mr Steve makes sure I have one in my hand at all times.This year I'm choosing a Black Russian,or a double Springbank or Oban single malt scotch,rocks. I hesitate to order the scotch because it certainly isn't "lady-like",all the ladies seem to order "red or white wine" and I'm thinking for Steves sake I'll try to blend in?? Maybe I can get the scotch in a wine glass?? :O) Or two,or......

OMG! 2 Funny as hell things for you today! The first comes to me via Mz Tater,TYVM honey,I about bust a gut...you've heard me here talking about how Steve can get so far back in the doghouse that you can't see the whites of his eyes, it looks like he has a cousin :
http://bewareofthedoghouse.com/VideoPage.aspx

I will say there have been years where I got an appliance,but that was because I wanted it badly. I never got a vacuum cleaner, and here's fair warning Steve, I'd better NEVER get one for a present :o) Nor do I ever want gears, a car computer,tires, ...I'll accept a whole vehicle,but NOT it's components! :O) Not even with a big festive bow on em!

The second funny I originally got from Nin, but I think Tater sent it along too.This is a link to a blog I LOVE LOVE LOVE,and I hope I am Margaret or Helen when I am their age. Don't be put off by the political talk on the current blog entry there,I wish they were my neighbors:

http://margaretandhelen.wordpress.com/

Also,....Steve and I are no longer house hunting virgins! We saw our first house today. We'd been following the mls listing online,and Steve knew right where it was.The key was in a lock box on the front door, so we called the realtor,who let us right in.Too bad they didn't tell us it was a foreclosure :/ But,we had a great time driving around this morning looking at the areas we're interested in,Plus I got me a strawberry shake so, good times :O)

Wish me well tonight :X And kids.....Tony knows there are to be no parties,and Kristin and Ronnie will be watching over him tonight,capice? THe only cars they expect to see in the driveway are Tonys',and ours when we get home.If you come for a visit,be prepared for a visit from your aunt or the neighbors,ok??? hehehe.Sly as a fox ;o) NOT FOR ONE MINUTE that *I* think you'd do anything sneaky,you never have :X :X :X but Dad gets a lil nervous :o)

~Amazingly Simple Home Remedies~

-Avoid cutting yourself when slicing vegetables by getting someone else to hold them while you chop.
-Avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat by using the sink.
-For high blood pressure sufferers: simply cut yourself and bleed for a few minutes, thus reducing the pressure in your veins. Remember to use a timer.
-A mouse trap, placed on top of your alarm clock, will prevent you from rolling over and going back to sleep after you hit the snooze button.
-If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives; then you'll be afraid to cough.
-You only need two tools in life - WD-40 and Duct Tape. If it doesn't move and should, use the WD-40. If it shouldn't move and does, use the duct tape.
-If you can't fix it with a hammer, you've got an electrical problem.

Happy Birthday Stevie !

Today is Stevies 25th Birthday ! Happy Birthday Stevie!! It's hard to remember 25 years ago, being in labor with him,being childless until he came along. We always hoped we'd raised him right, and it looks like we did.
Stevie was special because he was the first grandchild on Steves' side, and the first in a long time on my side of the family. We got married very young, and a lot of family members thought we were too young, but they got over that when Stevie was on the way. The Peacemaker baby. He was so anxiously anticipated,....when I was 9 months along, I guess we had the audacity to go out. My parents,a sister,and a brother were on their way out to dinner and "happened" to drive by our apartment. When they noticed Steves car wasn't there, they drove up to the hospital [*only* 20 minutes away :X] to see if his car was THERE, if we'd gone into labor. I still laugh about that,the Baby Detectives.
Stevie was always a good baby,and a great kid. Aside from the normal kid stuff, [when he wasn't locking his 2 year old ass in the bathroom or trying to stab his eyes out with car keys] we never had too many problems with him, just the normal teen-age big-mouth stuff. He's a wise-ass.....he's always getting the jab in,or the last word. For example [and you KNEW I'd have one or more] I told you about my beloved soup and crackers. Stevie was here yesterday,hoovering his way around, and found my crackers. I walk thru the diningroom,and there's the open, brand new box of crackers, so I tell him "Oh NO you didn't leave that box open,go put it away". Oh,he put it way ok. I could not FIND the sucker this morning,...it was with the cereal :X I'm trying to open the box with one hand while drinking coffee with the other, and I canNOT figure out why the damn box won't open, I KNOW it's open, right? Until I look at it. Stevie closed it alright....and used half a dispenser of tape on the lid,taping it so well I thought I'd have to open it from the bottom. Wise-ass, I had to lol every time I thought about that today. And the rush hour speeding ticket...trying to convince me he was keeping up with rush hour traffic,and got a speeding ticket....until I realized rush hour traffic would be headed in the opposite direction he was headed in at that time of night. Nice try! Or, when he was 16 ,with a fresh drivers license.....he was working at Stop n Shop, so I gave him with a short list and my debit card, and asked him to bring stuff home with him. We had just sat down to dinner,and I asked him where the debit card was. He said "I don't know"...you can imagine the shriek I let out. He said he thought he dropped it in the Stop n Shop parking lot. I said GET UP and GET YOUR ASS back there and get it! So later on,I ask him, Stevie WHY did you leave the card and come home? And he said "Because you were making spaghetti and meatballs for dinner." HOW could I stay mad at THAT ? [well, I did, but I was shaking my head and smiling at the teenaged angst on the inside.]
I'm really proud of him because he is a stand-up guy, and a decent man. Sometimes you wonder when the kids are growing up,how your home life will influence their lives. Stevie saw the struggle his little brother had with his learning disabilities,and he saw the fantastic teachers Tony had,offering him support and guidance all though school. He heard me talking about the teachers I had,that I never forgot and love to this day. And Stevies Dad is the most patient, kind, loving man on the planet. So, was it any wonder that Stevie became a teacher? He has dual cert in Social Studies 7-12 and special ed 7-12 and teaches in our local district. We could not love him more or be more proud of him. Happy Happy Birthday Stevie!!

[pssssst....Stevie,...click the title of the blog. A link just for you! ]

Thank you for reading this far :O) This is my first year with the blog,and I wanted to be sure to blog about the people I love most. I still have a few birthdays and an anniversary to blog, but you're safe for now :o)
December 5th
-Bathtub Party Day
-Happy Birthday Stevie!!!!

~I had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalog: - 'No good in a bed, but fine against a wall.' - Eleanor Roosevelt ~

Complete with Butterflies!

Oh,my!
I received an e-mail from an internet friend this morning, directing me to the blog of a former aol employee. One that was publicly fired. [let go would be a nicer term,I guess] This woman was a self-serving,egomaniacal, lying, stupid [by that,I mean she couldn't remember her own lies]asshat who could not do her job effectively, and ignored abuse reports by people who were not in her own little clique [which is probably one of the reasons she was "let go" in the first place. ]
Normally,I only read blogs about people I care about and am interested in. I was Facinated by this blog, it said that the employee in question was now saying that she chose to leave her [extremely well-paying] job,because fate "told her she's be dead in 2 years if she didn't,and she wanted to pursue a lifelong dream". Also claimed the decision was "the bravest one she ever made." I always figured, blogs are online diaries, you write about what YOU want to write about, but I guess I have another yardstick to blogging too....keep it real. If you don't want to mention something, that's your gig, but sweet baby Jesus, don't blog your alternate reality unless you clearly mark it FICTION or "How I wish it wuz". I just looked this over,and I guess I blogged about it because I am shocked. Anymore, blogging is like talking to a neighbor. Your neighbors know everything, so why try to float a lie?

I got my classical guitar lessons book yesterday.Yay! I wish they had instrumental lesson books for musicians though. All the lesson books I've used assume you can't read music in any clef, and have no knowledge of theory. I rifled thru the pages to page 8,and the first exercize,which told me to use the hand position on page 5. Whoopsie! Had to go back and find that. It was stuck in the middle of learning to read in the treble and bass clefs @@ A lot of pages wasted on me,in terms of time as well as $$. You should have SEEN my first book for flute study, all it said was "beginners"......it was aimed at 4th grade girls,-it was pink, complete with butterflies! OMG, every time I opened that thing I had to l right out l :o)

Poor Stevie! He teaches at the local high school.Tonight is Parent/Teacher conference night, and he doesn't have ONE parent signed up to come in, but still must be there. He ate dinner here,and when he left I told him to enjoy his nothing :o) Hope he has a good book,damn,wish I remembered to ask.

Here is something I meant to show you yesterday,....see, I DO occasionally remember the lost things! This is an informative article about holiday Cyber scams. I almost got phished once...I was shopping at Cooking.com. At the end of the transaction, I got a pop up,it LOOKED like it was from the c.c company whos' c.c I was using, and it asked if I wanted the info stored...and asked for my c.c # and the last 4 digits of my s.s number.Something didn't feel right about that, so I captured a screen shot of it. Found out what it was,and reported it to cooking.com,who claimed I was wrong and I had a virus.Anyone with an ounce of knowledge knows that *that* is not the way this particular thing works, so I no longer shop there. If they'll ignore getting hacked once, next time I might wind up with a real nasty from them. Oh,the article ! :

http://www.pcworld.com/businesscenter/article/154781/fbi_warns_of_holiday_cyber_scams.html


~There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics.

Mark Twain~

November 4th:
-National Dice Day