Happy Birthday Allen- My Not-So-Little-Anymore Little French Fry!!!

I didn't forget to call you- I just don't have a PHONE NUMBER for you!!!!

So call me and leave your number and I'll call you as soon a I get it!!!

Dear MC Etcher....

In response to MC Etcher's comment on my previous post......
"Not to place blame, but shouldn't hubby as 'on-site electronics guru' be in charge of keeping all your electronics charged up?"


Ummmmmm....Nope- sorry, Dude, but altho Paulius IS the computer Guru in our little family, he is NOT responsible for keeping my personal electronic devices charged.

I suppose I could rely on him to keep up with all the electronics, but that would make me lazy- not to mention way too dependent on him. When something messes up on my devices, I try and figure it out myself before I go running to my sweet hubby. Lord, he would never get anything of his own done if I got him to take care of all the stuff I have problems with. LOL-
( .....yeah I lol'd).

However, I do depend (HEAVILY) on him to do the virus scans. Occasionally, I run them myself but if it doesn't fix the problem I was having, I turn it over to him. I LOVE it that he can fix just about anything that comes up- and I LOVE that he can answer just about any question I have about my devices, but I don't wanna be a "poor lil' ole me" Southern Belle......I wanna be a Southern Goddess who can do it herself if she can- but isn't afraid to ask for her man's advice/help if she needs it.

We got us a GREAT Partnership here in our household!!

Just curious...are YOU in charge of your wife's/husbands electronics upkeep?

Elevators, Paranoia, and Excited Anticipation...

Since I had that little experience with the elevator at work, I have flat out refused to ride another one. Which means I've been taking the stairs at work...both up(which I don't mind and was doing at least a couple of times a night anyway) and down(which I absolutely HATE because it absolutely KILLS my left knee and right ankle). 6 flights at least 6 times a night.... sometimes more.
I tell ya- if this doesn't bring my weight down in a HURRY- nothing will.
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I tell ya something else too. We have become one paranoid society. I don't even wanna go into why I think that- but ......Geeze....!!!! FB related.
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Got our new podcast equipment yesterday and cannot WAIT to try it out tonight!!

Blessings

Well, Since I went nuclear a couple days ago- I think I should look at all the things I'm blessed with and the things that are going RIGHT in my life.

I have a wonderful husband and a happy marriage.
My kids and grand kids are (mostly)healthy and(mostly) happy.
I have great siblings.
I have great in-laws I get along with.
I have a job- no matter it's a royal PITA sometimes.
I have a place to live and am warm/cool and dry.
I have food in my pantry.
I have a car.
I have lots of things to keep me entertained.
I can see.
I can walk(for the most part).
I can sing......I CAN!!!! Stop Laughing!!!!!
I have an education.

I have lots of stuff I'm Blessed with!!!!

Rant-Gone Nuclear.

Okay, so why is it that when I get up- if the first damn thing that I try goes wrong- EVERY-EFFING-THING else I try goes wrong too?

It soooo PISSES me off!!!

Yesterday-THAT's when it all started!!! First of all on the WAY to work- I hear my cellphone tinkling music- I pull over and look at it- and it's battery is dead- DESPITE the fact I made sure it had three bars before I left the house FIVE DAMN MINUTES BEFORE!!!!!! Oh well, Just prayed I didn't have a reason to need it before getting to work.
So on I went, thankfully with no incidents.
Then as I approach work- I notice there are NO CARS there. Oh shit. That means all the patients were sent home- and I'll have it all to myself.
Alone.
Sigh...I go in- sure 'nuff- I got it to myself. That means I can't climb the stairs like I've started doing the past couple weeks...if my blood sugar drops and I fall- I'm screwed if I'm there alone. So I think- I know- I have my shoes with my Nike sensor in it- I can walk on the third floor and rack up some extra mileage on my challenges!! Whoooo hooo!!
Except.......The battery is dead in my iPOD too. Damnitt!!!!!
Okay...so on to plan...ummm...whatever number it is. I know- I think I have a book in my carry-on.....(I take it with me to work cause it holds all my "girl-stuff" , meds, etc....)...so I dig in it to find I do NOT have a book with me.
But wait!!!!!- Look!!! I have my NOOK- I can read after all!!!!!!!!!
EXCEPT........The battery in it is so low it won't turn on either. Well for FUCK sake!!!!!!

So I just give up at that point and start my second tour of the night. Using the elevators. Which I hate doing. But have to do because there's no one there...just in case. Better safe than sorry and all that. Well, I reach the 5th floor- and call the elevator to ride it DOWN.....and it takes almost 7 whole minutes to get to the 5th floor.....all the way up I can hear it making these GOD AWFUL noises coming from the elevator shaft. Sounds like someone is throwing 10 pound rocks around in it. Well, it gets to the 5th floor after bouncing from floor to floor without stopping, and the door finally opens. It reminded me of a horror story I read once- I think it was Tower of Evil or something like that......The elevator doors were opened and it was like a siren call. But I didn't bite. I backed AWAY from the damn thing, mesmerized. After a couple of minutes, the doors slid shut and it started it's descent. DAMN- Did it EVER......NOW it sounded like it had a couple of guys with sledgehammers in it beating the crap out of it. Jerking and banging like I've NEVER heard before!!!! ...and you could HEAR pieces of something falling down the elevator shaft!! I was scared to freaking DEATH!!! I called and requested maintenance engineer help. He was there in about 40 minutes, in which time the elevator was still banging around nonstop-on it's OWN- and when my supervisor showed up- he listened and then left me to it. Nothing he could do- so he took care of everything else while I waited on our "guy" to get there.

So he came- turned the power completely off to that elevator and then left.
Okaaaaaaaaay............????

So, then, despite the fact I really really REALLY didn't want to- I ended up doing all my tours for the rest of the night by the stairs. Yes- there was two other elevators I COULD have taken....that sit right next to the one that went Apeshit, Batshit Crazy.
No. Thank. You.
Matter of fact- I may NEVER ride an elevator again for the rest of my LIFE!!!!

Ugh...so my night finally ends- and I come home...to a kitchen floor full of garbage the cats have somehow got into and spread all over the floor. OMFuckingG.
I resisted the urge to find them and pull all their teeth and claws out with pliers and then squeeze their little heads til their eyes popped out and flew across the room.
(Deep Breaths...Deep Breaths..............)
Then I walk thru the living room and fall over the fan that's been left in the middle of the floor by the desk...(I don't turn on lights when I come in because I don't want to disturb Hubby sleeping because we moved our bed into the living room because it's the only room in the house that has A/C.)...anyway.........so I go to the bathroom and try to go potty- and not really paying attention, sit down without looking. ...I know what you're thinking- but no- it wasn't Hubby. The cats had been playing or fell into the toilet bowl and had the entire SEAT drenched in water. Thank GOD hubby isn't one to forget to flush. (Best Hubby Ever.) So then I have to shower. So I get finished in the bathroom and walk back into the living room towards the bed, and trip over the stupid ottoman that had been pulled to the middle of the room to play a game on the console and not put back when the game was over. Those cats have GOT to remember to put things back where they found them . ;-)
So ........I climb in bed and sleep. Only to wake myself up half dozen times with MY OWN DAMN SNORING!

I finally get up- read a few blogs, read my Tweets, and then decide MC Etcher had a great idea about Breakfast for a meal besides breakfast.

I go to the kitchen, and have to wash two sinks of dishes and clean the stove before I can even BEGIN to think about cooking. So I do... with the stupid cats under my feet then ENTIRE TIME!!

So I'm hungry, having to get all hot and sweaty washing dishes with the cats tripping me up at every step. I finish up the dishes and the stove and put the bacon in the pan. Almost burn it because I forgot to turn the heat DOWN after the pan got hot. But it was all good- didn't burn but was nice and ...crispy-crunchy.
Then I took it up and went to get the bread for the toast....to find there was only a couple slices of bread.
That was the final straw. I took the plate of bacon and the bread to my hubby for his breakfast, and sat down here to try and chill the F out.(See? It's working- I just used the letter this time instead of the F-word like I did at the beginning of this post!!)

So right now- I'm sitting here with my Blood pressure sky high...... in desperate need of a pack of cigarettes, a drink(or seven), a big thick juicy steak with baked potato with sour cream and butter, and a huge slice of chocolate cake with Mocha frosting.

Sooooo.......how was YOUR Labor Day?????

Oh NO!!!!

Last week I was listening to Paul talk about the weapons laws in the UK and how it was affecting him and his weapons. I was sympatheitc- but at the same time I was having to return my GLOCK that belonged to my Dad that my mom had given me when he passed away. I was sad about it- but I know I'll never regard the GLOCK as MY gun- it will always be Dad's Gun, if you know what I mean. I only had it for a couple of years now and I know mom will give it to Charlie...or at least I HOPE that's what she'll do. Maybe I'll give it to him just to make sure.

Then yesterday- it suddenly hit me........I walked down the hallway to the bathroom where Paul was trimming his beard and asked him......"Ummmmm, Babe...???? Those UK weapons laws........does that mean I can't bring my knife with me????" He looked at me for a minute before it registered.
Guardedly, he asked me....."Does it have a locking blade?" I slowly nodded. "Then Yes, you cannot bring it, Sweetie" he said softly as my face fell.

You see, my Dad gave me that knife and taught me how to use it to defend myself when I was 16. I've had it for all these years and usually carry it with me- or at least in my purse. It's one of the most precious items I own......and I was counting on bringing it with me...if not to be able to carry- at least to put in our safe and HAVE.

Now I know EXACTLY how he feels about a few items of his.

It's almost worth it to me to have the locking mechanism broken to be able to take it with me.
Or maybe my Daughter, Julie, will get that item.

Crazy-Crazy- But It's All Good.

It's been a crazy week for me...again.
I weighed last night at work and I've gained a few pounds. I kinda expected to tho- considering I've made 7 birthday cakes in the past three months and indulged in the celebrations that went with them.


So from now til Halloween tho THIS will be the only sweets I indulge in....






Sok...it's cooler here now (at night) so I can start walking at night again when I'm off work. I did an extra 2.4 miles last night at work walking- as well as took the stairs all night long too instead of the elevator. Since I've been lazy since taking my Endurance Test in June, I was expecting to be WAY out of shape and huffing and puffing from doing that- but I wasn't even a bit out of breath....which I consider to be both a good thing(since I'm not going to have to go thru all that training again to be able to climb them at all) and a bad thing(because it means I'm going to have to step the stair thing up for it to be helpful at all).
I'll deal with it. I'm just happy as hell that I can do ANY sort of workout after my inconsistent exercise routine for the past few weeks. But all is not lost. I am still working towards One-derland by years end...if not before.

I have to head back down to Greenwood tomorrow morning to the dentist. Not looking forward to yet ANOTHER day spend down there in No-Man's Land- but I'll deal with it MUCH better tomorrow since I don't have to work a 12 hour shift tonight and then go down there tomorrow and stay until 2PM with no sleep. I'm thinking Paul and I might see if there's a movie theatre close down there and see the Expendables. I've heard it has some good action in it and a couple of awesome weapons we might wanna consider for our Zombie Apocalypse Plan. We'll see.
I thought Easley was a little do-nothing town- but I swear- Greenwood has it beat for nothing to do by a country mile.
Then we're going to come home and do this weeks podcast tomorrow night.

And then I get to work Friday, Saturday and Sunday Night. But it's all good. I get Holiday pay for 6 hours on Sunday night which morphs into Monday morning. Yay!! Nothing bad about extra money for doing the same job, eh?