I am done with that job. The End.
....and this song has nothing to do with anything other than I LOVE dancing around to it. And I'm in a much-deserved dancing mood!
Friday, March 7, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Caleb- "Like a heart"
Caleb Owen Lapp - newest nephew - born 3/1/2008.
He looks different from Jonahbebe, but completely adorable in his own way. The parents are doing great and everyone in the families are completely thrilled!
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Laughter is a powerful drug
Videos that make me laugh:
World's best paper shredder
Throw your hands up at me
Leather and Lace. They mean every single f'in word of it
Buh I like da cookie
Well, I think a nephew is on his way into the world. I'm sayin my prayers for a happy birthday!
World's best paper shredder
Throw your hands up at me
Leather and Lace. They mean every single f'in word of it
Buh I like da cookie
Well, I think a nephew is on his way into the world. I'm sayin my prayers for a happy birthday!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Almost unbelievable*.
(( *Until you remember you worked 305 hours of overtime last year. ))
Today was horrible and awful. My work treated me like their work mule for the day. PILED work on my desk, put me on phones, sent flaming DO RIGHT NOW emails, and overall gave me NO time to close up on things. I was there until 5:30 and only getting paid until 4:15. Crying.
Then I get to a restaurant to go out for dinner and my cell phone rings - I look and it's my boss' number. *sigh* I answer. (why why why why why why why why why. oh why do I torture myself?) Oh yes, in the midst of ME LEAVING THE JOB, I honestly forgot to pile on the added task of checking all the night voicemails for the different phone lines. (this month the task was assigned to Mary - in Mary's absence I'm the backup) No, they weren't cruel enough to really lay the guilt in, but it was just a little icing on my cupcake of a day.
You may all think I'm just straight-up crazytown for crying and feeling horrible, but I can't help it I genuinely care about excellence in this job. I really wanted to end on positive hardworking note. In a sane and sensible way. When it all came about today to frack with my plan, inner drive, and ambition I'm on some emotional rollercoaster for the day.
I still have work I have to put a close to on Monday. Hell, people were transferring calls to my voicemail box at 4:30 on my "last" day of work. The last day ending at 4:15. The voicemail that says you've reached an INVALID voicemail box for me.
I'm usually one to get it ranted out to my bubs and other people and calm myself down. As I'm writing this post though, I'm still getting myself worked up over today. You don't have to comment - I KNOW it will all be over and I shouldn't care....But I do. And it sucks.
You give an ounce of help and get a baseball-bat-to-the-head of pain. Ow.
Today was horrible and awful. My work treated me like their work mule for the day. PILED work on my desk, put me on phones, sent flaming DO RIGHT NOW emails, and overall gave me NO time to close up on things. I was there until 5:30 and only getting paid until 4:15. Crying.
Then I get to a restaurant to go out for dinner and my cell phone rings - I look and it's my boss' number. *sigh* I answer. (why why why why why why why why why. oh why do I torture myself?) Oh yes, in the midst of ME LEAVING THE JOB, I honestly forgot to pile on the added task of checking all the night voicemails for the different phone lines. (this month the task was assigned to Mary - in Mary's absence I'm the backup) No, they weren't cruel enough to really lay the guilt in, but it was just a little icing on my cupcake of a day.
You may all think I'm just straight-up crazytown for crying and feeling horrible, but I can't help it I genuinely care about excellence in this job. I really wanted to end on positive hardworking note. In a sane and sensible way. When it all came about today to frack with my plan, inner drive, and ambition I'm on some emotional rollercoaster for the day.
I still have work I have to put a close to on Monday. Hell, people were transferring calls to my voicemail box at 4:30 on my "last" day of work. The last day ending at 4:15. The voicemail that says you've reached an INVALID voicemail box for me.
I'm usually one to get it ranted out to my bubs and other people and calm myself down. As I'm writing this post though, I'm still getting myself worked up over today. You don't have to comment - I KNOW it will all be over and I shouldn't care....But I do. And it sucks.
You give an ounce of help and get a baseball-bat-to-the-head of pain. Ow.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Blog away
I actually have a lot to blog about today. I'm kinda mixed up today. Bear with me...
I had a dream last night - a very clear and strange dream. First I went some sort of a road trip to Miami. When I drove back, I went to my parents house and walked in. My dad was there rocking a baby. He then proceeded to say, "Well, what do you think of your new baby brother?" WHA?! The baby had red hair and looked like my dad.... adorable, but WHA?! Baby had a name even! (Samuel) It was such a WEIRD dream. I like that I dream and that I can remember them and all their details, but sometimes they freak me out. It is obvious why I dreamt about a baby... Jonahbebe's mum and dad(my brother) are expecting a baby boy any day now. I'm really excited bout it and must have been on my mind. I'm hoping for a smooth birth for them and looking forward to cooing at a little one soon. Trust, nephews and nieces are great things. Secretly, I know I need to rock this baby to cure my own biological clock ticking in me! It is just weird why I would dream that my parents would be hiding a pregnancy and a birth from me... Why my mom?!? (she is so going to freak reading this!!!!)
I do remember when my little brother Zach was born quite clearly... I was 13. My dad had the cutest and proudest little smile on his face when he woke me up that morning (6am) to tell me I had a new brother. I remember that old house and my old room and exactly how my bed was in that room (behind the door) when he walked in. (Oh man, the memories of that blue floral wallpapered walls and crazy blue carpeting.) This dream sort-of reflected those moments too. I've always said that the birth of Zachary brought great happiness to our family, so I'm not sure if this dream is reflecting that this new little one will be a great addition to our fam. I know. Go ahead and say it: "Awww."
__________________________
In very very sad news, my coworker's daughter died last night. She had had lymphoma for a while, but only recently was in the hospital for the flu. They couldn't get her over the flu and she started to develop weird symptoms... Then she had a stroke and lapsed into a coma this last Saturday. Really, it would be like dying from the common flu. A body just can't fight with a weakened immune system.
Please, please. Say a prayer for my coworker Mary and her family. Her daughter was only in her 20s and I know Mary will need strength and a sense of peace to come with this.
With this news welled something inside of me. Sometimes we feel hopeless that we can't do "anything" to help someone when they are dealing with all of that. Today I really reflected that our work department would be without Mary for quite awhile... I know that once she is back there will be a lot of strain for her with the current stressors. Trust, our department is crazed out.
They already have a replacement for me lined up - A super awesome candidate from another department. However, they couldnt' get this new girl in for training until this week - and we only have her for half days.
So.
I offered to come back to work again next week to help training of the new girl more. Before you all gasp in horror, I did it for a number of reasons and I really think this was the right decision. Please follow along:
1. I really timed out my end date all wrong... February 29th is not a payday. I really wanted to end on a pay period day anyway.
2. It will ONLY be half days.
3. It will ONLY be for training. If an agent needs to get ahold of me after this Friday, I'm technically non-existent there. Tough jerky for them.
4. I know that getting my replacement trained will help the department with Mary being out for awhile.
PLUS
5. It will help once Mary is back to not stress her so much
6. My boss gave me a huge hug today and really sincerely thanked me for offering this. She told me if I ever needed a solid gold reference, she would be there.
I am technically celebrating me leaving, but I will go back next week to help out.
Isn't it hard to celebrate when there is a very sad event occurring?
I had a dream last night - a very clear and strange dream. First I went some sort of a road trip to Miami. When I drove back, I went to my parents house and walked in. My dad was there rocking a baby. He then proceeded to say, "Well, what do you think of your new baby brother?" WHA?! The baby had red hair and looked like my dad.... adorable, but WHA?! Baby had a name even! (Samuel) It was such a WEIRD dream. I like that I dream and that I can remember them and all their details, but sometimes they freak me out. It is obvious why I dreamt about a baby... Jonahbebe's mum and dad(my brother) are expecting a baby boy any day now. I'm really excited bout it and must have been on my mind. I'm hoping for a smooth birth for them and looking forward to cooing at a little one soon. Trust, nephews and nieces are great things. Secretly, I know I need to rock this baby to cure my own biological clock ticking in me! It is just weird why I would dream that my parents would be hiding a pregnancy and a birth from me... Why my mom?!? (she is so going to freak reading this!!!!)
I do remember when my little brother Zach was born quite clearly... I was 13. My dad had the cutest and proudest little smile on his face when he woke me up that morning (6am) to tell me I had a new brother. I remember that old house and my old room and exactly how my bed was in that room (behind the door) when he walked in. (Oh man, the memories of that blue floral wallpapered walls and crazy blue carpeting.) This dream sort-of reflected those moments too. I've always said that the birth of Zachary brought great happiness to our family, so I'm not sure if this dream is reflecting that this new little one will be a great addition to our fam. I know. Go ahead and say it: "Awww."
__________________________
In very very sad news, my coworker's daughter died last night. She had had lymphoma for a while, but only recently was in the hospital for the flu. They couldn't get her over the flu and she started to develop weird symptoms... Then she had a stroke and lapsed into a coma this last Saturday. Really, it would be like dying from the common flu. A body just can't fight with a weakened immune system.
Please, please. Say a prayer for my coworker Mary and her family. Her daughter was only in her 20s and I know Mary will need strength and a sense of peace to come with this.
With this news welled something inside of me. Sometimes we feel hopeless that we can't do "anything" to help someone when they are dealing with all of that. Today I really reflected that our work department would be without Mary for quite awhile... I know that once she is back there will be a lot of strain for her with the current stressors. Trust, our department is crazed out.
They already have a replacement for me lined up - A super awesome candidate from another department. However, they couldnt' get this new girl in for training until this week - and we only have her for half days.
So.
I offered to come back to work again next week to help training of the new girl more. Before you all gasp in horror, I did it for a number of reasons and I really think this was the right decision. Please follow along:
1. I really timed out my end date all wrong... February 29th is not a payday. I really wanted to end on a pay period day anyway.
2. It will ONLY be half days.
3. It will ONLY be for training. If an agent needs to get ahold of me after this Friday, I'm technically non-existent there. Tough jerky for them.
4. I know that getting my replacement trained will help the department with Mary being out for awhile.
PLUS
5. It will help once Mary is back to not stress her so much
6. My boss gave me a huge hug today and really sincerely thanked me for offering this. She told me if I ever needed a solid gold reference, she would be there.
I am technically celebrating me leaving, but I will go back next week to help out.
Isn't it hard to celebrate when there is a very sad event occurring?
Monday, February 25, 2008
Oops
I forgot to add in an entry explaining my reason for posting my strange entry in regards to why I'm voting for Barack.
The thing is, I can't convince people one way or the other any more. We all have our reasons for voting for a particular candidate. No matter what I blog, it will feel inadequate and sometimes I feel hurt when my reasons and justifications are torn apart. Discussions can get heated and I just can't think straight. George W. Bush makes my brain hurt in many many ways and it hurts my brain to know that people out there in this world love him. Like BIG PUFFY HEART love him. If it were up to me, he would go down as the most damaging president in our entire country's history. My brain is on perma-ipod listening to some other song playing until inauguration day.
Most people have the dumbest reasons for voting for a particular candidate. There's a certain definable laziness curve when it comes to people educating themselves about political candidates. I can even admit to liking John McCain at one point simply because he refused to take out of a speech a portion referencing his age. As John McCain stated "I'm old, you can't change my age just because I'm running for office." For some reason that really stuck out with me. Of course, I then educated myself a bit more about the candidates (and still liked McCain at that time).
I've really only give $$ to 4 political figures'campaigns:
- Wes Clark
- John McCain
- Russ Feingold
- Barack Obama
.... and rallied behind electing John Kerry. Didn't think money was needed there.
I know that Obama is a good speaker, but I really believe in the speeches. All politicians give lip service. I believe in a person who wishes to change the current lip service and really be a proper human being. I brush the inexperience aside as I believe he is a better person in life than one George W. Bush. He will choose qualified advisors and I truly believe that he will do the best to keep the country focused on accomplishing things. Accomplishing things would be GREAT. I like that he has a background in international relations and knows that how important it is to help Afghanistan and figure stuff out there. I cannot stress this enough - Afghanistan must be dealt with if we want to make progress in Pakistan and the rest of the Middle East. Actually, Afghanistan and the Palestinian problems are the biggest issues I feel our government should be compelled to act upon.
I am worried about Iraq. Things are still not good. There is going to be a huge vacuum and some asshat dictatorship will replace the asshat that our asshat president decided now was the proper time to replace.
Well, there I went. It was either politics or the IMPENDING SNOW STORM today to blog about. Yes, a storm. Not just cute fluffy flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.
WIND BLOWING STORM ADVISORY.
GAH.
The thing is, I can't convince people one way or the other any more. We all have our reasons for voting for a particular candidate. No matter what I blog, it will feel inadequate and sometimes I feel hurt when my reasons and justifications are torn apart. Discussions can get heated and I just can't think straight. George W. Bush makes my brain hurt in many many ways and it hurts my brain to know that people out there in this world love him. Like BIG PUFFY HEART love him. If it were up to me, he would go down as the most damaging president in our entire country's history. My brain is on perma-ipod listening to some other song playing until inauguration day.
Most people have the dumbest reasons for voting for a particular candidate. There's a certain definable laziness curve when it comes to people educating themselves about political candidates. I can even admit to liking John McCain at one point simply because he refused to take out of a speech a portion referencing his age. As John McCain stated "I'm old, you can't change my age just because I'm running for office." For some reason that really stuck out with me. Of course, I then educated myself a bit more about the candidates (and still liked McCain at that time).
I've really only give $$ to 4 political figures'campaigns:
- Wes Clark
- John McCain
- Russ Feingold
- Barack Obama
.... and rallied behind electing John Kerry. Didn't think money was needed there.
I know that Obama is a good speaker, but I really believe in the speeches. All politicians give lip service. I believe in a person who wishes to change the current lip service and really be a proper human being. I brush the inexperience aside as I believe he is a better person in life than one George W. Bush. He will choose qualified advisors and I truly believe that he will do the best to keep the country focused on accomplishing things. Accomplishing things would be GREAT. I like that he has a background in international relations and knows that how important it is to help Afghanistan and figure stuff out there. I cannot stress this enough - Afghanistan must be dealt with if we want to make progress in Pakistan and the rest of the Middle East. Actually, Afghanistan and the Palestinian problems are the biggest issues I feel our government should be compelled to act upon.
I am worried about Iraq. Things are still not good. There is going to be a huge vacuum and some asshat dictatorship will replace the asshat that our asshat president decided now was the proper time to replace.
Well, there I went. It was either politics or the IMPENDING SNOW STORM today to blog about. Yes, a storm. Not just cute fluffy flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.
WIND BLOWING STORM ADVISORY.
GAH.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Overheard
"The news is saying there's going to be a snow storm next week...Why do they report it as a storm? Why can't it just snow? I don't know whether to hate on the media or God."
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