In All My Glory!

Well, I did it...I won my office costume contest. That would be a first for me. To ever really win 1st place in anything, since high school, now that I think of it. I got a cool gift certificate. Now we are all going out to celebrate end of quarter, I'm the only one that didn't know that bringing a change of cloths would be the appropriate thing to do, so I'm going with all my co-workers in poodle skirt and they will look normal. 1st Place does not change that I'm a loser. Oh well...off for vacation. Whooo Whooo

I dare you to sniff my flower...

Call the Humane Society

Up until recently I collected pet peeves like they were my actual pets. Except, when they coined the term "pet" peeve, I'm sure they, whoever "they" are, meant for a person to just have one. But, I had/have a list of pet peeves. My pets were taking over my life. Here's a sample...I can even arrange them by category

Communication
1. People that say pacific instead of specific...or any combo of words that sound like other words with different meanings. ie. Idea vs. Ideal, using their vs. they're
Eating
2. People that smack
3. People that clink forks, scraping spoons in soup
4. People that eat things out of a bag that make lots of noise
5. suckers
I could really get crazy with the food thing
Driving
6. People that pump the gas peddle...you know you are sitting in the passager seat and your rocking because the driver doesn't hold a constant speed....speed way up, let off the gas..speed way up.
7. flipping radio stations so fast you can't even make out the song
House Broke
8. WET TOWELS
9. open cabinets
10. turn some of those damn lights off...sheeshh

Anyway, my pets were getting out of control. I'm not perfect by any means, hell I do half of these things. But, the pets were causing me not to be able to focus on the good in people. So I'm going to start working on it. Why did I collect all these pets? Possibilities...
1. The pets would never leave me, but recognizing these things in people allowed me not to really get close to them.
2. The pets made me feel better about myself, my pets always love me.

In my opinion, if a person has more than 1 major pet, they're a little arrogant to think they can discipline and control it. I hate arrogance, it was one of my pets. So I'm going to keep one and I'm going to take some obedience courses and learn to control it.

Life Lesson by Neé Neé

Well, I can't remember much advice my mom has ever given me that really stuck with me. Despite her futile attempts to trap me in her deer stand during hunting season to discuss the birds and the bees, I never got much out of it. Probably because my constant eye rolling was making me see tracers like I just dropped some acid. OK OK I know I had/have a little attitude problem, but I am seriously working on it. Anyway...

There is one thing that I remember that Neé Neé told me that stuck. I was in 3rd grade and there was a big swim party coming up on the weekend. Well, some how I got some rust in my eye and had to have it removed. I had to wear a patch for like a week. Well you know the first thing that I pitched a fit over...the swim party. If you were ever a 3rd grade girl...in Evadale...a swim party was a make you or break you event. I couldn't get in the water. At that point in life, I thought a good Harris fit would fix anything and I gave it my all. I wished that I was grown so I could make my own decisions. Finally, my mama said that even she, as a grown-up, had issues that got in the way of her plans all the time. That I would realize as I got older you can't always make things go your way. I didn't really believe that.

Well, recently someone told me that a good way to make God laugh is to tell him your plans. I believe it. Everytime I make a full go at making a plan, it falls a part. So if someone ask if I like to set goals, am I a planner. My response will be, "I'm a contingency planner"

San Francisco sans Dre

So I'm on the countdown to my vacation in San Francisco. This will be my first visit to the city without Dre, which limits what I can expect. This is a list of things that may or may not be included on this trip

1. Being left at a bar and having a run in with a man named Nat
2. Shadow Dancing in the bar window - ehh I'm sure Joey will be up for that too
3. Noticing that the sun is coming up and we still haven't solved the mysteries of life
4. Having an Indian Magnet
5. Tap dancing
5. Crazy Asian Muni stories

I'm sure this trip guarantees as many memories. Dre your presence will be missed.

I do still need some help with my Halloween costume. All suggestions welcome...

Let me get your contact info....

That is what I have been told since 10/7 regarding a lost withdrawal from my bank on 9/21. My hands are completely tied. Everytime I call I have to give the entire story over again and everytime, the only reply I get is "let me get your contact information and we'll call you back" Oh will you?!?!? Because I'm the only one doing the contacting these days. They have my money and my contact information! How 'bout they just send that money to where I can be contacted!

So being the diligent little person that I am...I call back again this evening. Automated system, press 2...wait what is this...some options may have changed. Option 2 now is lost or stolen cards. Try to call back, this time I listen to the full message about how sorry they are that the hurricane has limited their ability to serve. Then finally the list of options..1..2 for member services. Press 2....lost or stolen dept which has been outsourced to a 3rd party that can't help connect me to anything. Or the lines crossed!

I proceed to call back 10X. Option 1...nope. Option 2...well we already did that. Option 3...nope. You get the point. Mind you, I have to listen to the same crap over and over about how they are sorry the hurricane blah blah blah.

Rita is their crutch. What about my money? Can't you answer the phone? Why all the sudden the options have up and changed? This is killing me. This is cyberspace looting my friends...and they have my money.

Astros Game!

I was one of the lucky attendees at yesterdays Astros game. It was awesome. 18 innings, non-stop cheering and standing...luckily Aggie games prepped me for that.

Hopping aboard the blog train.

Well, I decided that it was time to create myself a little blog. So here it is. I'm always amazed at all the cool things that I learn from other people and how knowledge is passed on. In the spirit of my bible belt forefathers and their prayer chains, this blog will be my knowledge chain.