I admit to lifting this word for word off her blog (www.misszoot.com) but thought since I admitted it that it would be ok. If you don't agree, then get your own blog. Not that anybody's reading mine; they're all over at Facebook!!
1. If you’re on hold with a company, which is better: To have the recording tell you approximately how long the wait will be, or NOT. Working with insurance companies on almost a daily basis I'd have to say that I HATE it when they interupt the music just to remind you that nobody's available and you'll have to wait. That little pause in the music just makes you think you've finally gotten through. Just let the music play and I'll leave the speakerphone on until you can get to me.
2. Is there ever a cause for you not to tip at a restaurant? I've never not tipped at all, just tipped less than usual for poor service. I think that if something happened to make me consider not tipping at all that I should at least be speaking with a manager first.
3. How do you feel about returning items you’ve purchased? I do it if I have to, but I don't enjoy it. It's usually stressful for me because I can lose receipts in the blink of an eye.
4. How do you feel about walking out of movies? I never have. So far, if I've managed to end up in a tanker then the people I'm with usually join me in making fun of it.
5. Do you sing along with music? All the time!! And I LOVE it when the kids sing with me. With my sunglasses on I can pretend I'm a superstar!!!
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I've gone commercial.......
Never EVER thought I'd be saying this but I am totally in LOVE with a diet. Is that weird?? Here's the scoop: clothes weren't fitting, wasn't feeling great, yadda yadda yadda.....so I researched NutriSystem and decided to go for it. My reasons included that the calorie counting would be done for me, that I'd basically be following a 'script' for what to eat each day, but mostly because I had the feeling that the shelling out of $300 up front for 5 weeks of food would add incentive to stick with the program. So far so good. The food is pretty good, and you add in fruits, veggies, dairy & protein. You have a checklist you follow every day. And darn it if it don't work!! Started a week ago today and am already down over 6 pounds. Granted I've cut out a lot of carbs, but as a pasta lover I haven't felt deprived at all. Eating lots more veggies & salads and feel good. Hoping to re-shape my eating habits as a self-confessed carb whore. Not sure it would be as easy for a meat and potatoes type of eater but it's working for me and I'm sticking to it for another 9 weeks 'cause it's already paid for baby!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
So far so good.....
Anybody who knows me even remotely had to deal with my endless worrying about Kendall starting Kindergarten this week. I spoke of little else all summer. Maggie, my angel child, I never worried about since I knew she'd do great in any class she ended up in. But Kendall?? My, to put it nicely, "free spirited" child?? Who could possibly be the perfect teacher for her?? Would she do ok? And on and on and on.......Then out of the blue, this summer she suddenly grew up on me by talking a LOT more and even reading books. What happened to my BABY GIRL??? So far she's doing great in big girl school. Not only did she already know her teacher, but she's also in the same class as 7 of her classmates from last year. Talk about easing her into the public school system! Her teacher told me yesterday that Kendall even worked through a tantrum associated with working on her pincer grip for handwriting and promised she'd keep working on it at home. I'm telling you, that child was born to keep me on my toes; just when I think I have her number she switches it all up on me. Stinker. But she's MY stinker.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
She's baaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!!
Since the original purpose of this blog was stress management through journaling, I've decided it's high time I start doing it again. So here I am with a short post to show I'm back and making a promise to myself to become a regular visiter again!!!
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
And if I were to spring for the fancy operation, my boy pirate name would be......
| Your Pirate Name Is... |
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Monday, November 27, 2006
Been a while, hasn't it??
Oh man, here we go again. Blogging during the wee hours of the morning when normal people are sleeping. But then again, I DID test at less than 50% normal........
My baby girl Kendall is on a mission to give me gray hair. Her favorite phrases have been "No thanks!!!" and "Not really!!". Now granted, at least the girl is showing manners, but she uses these phrases, usually with an emphatic waving of her hands, for everything. For instance, she has gone on a clothing strike, which, for a three year old, is not unusual and something I'm willing to run with as long as we don't have to be anywhere besides home. But for the past few school days I've had to drop Maggie off at Glenwood instead of walking her in for the simple reason that Kendall, clad in maybe the underwear I wrestled onto her, was not decent enough to leave the car. She'll let me dress her without a fight once we're at GSPS, the stinker. Again, I really wasn't that bothered by this other than the fact that Maggie was getting shortchanged in the mornings, as she loves me to walk her into her classroom. The main problem with Kendall's nakedness at home is that apparently, for her wearing clothing is a reminder that when she has to pee she needs to do it on the potty. If she doesn't have clothes on apparently she decided to adopt the 'squat and go wherever' philosophy, especially in her own room. As a result, I feel like I'm the owner of a LARGE puppy in need of being housebroken. What the heck am I supposed to do here?? Rub her nose in it and tell her 'Bad girl!! Bad girl!!'?? I'm telling you, the act of getting her in clothes, which seems to stop this behavior, can require a full-body wrestling match. I'm frustrated and feeling low on the scale of good mommyhood. I love this child more than life and yet she can push my buttons like an old pro. Frustrated because there are so many times I feel like I suck at balancing the work-housecare-childcare-spousecare demands on my time. And yet I know I should be thankful that I have these stresses, because it means I have a home, healthy children, and a hubby I love who accepts me for the weirdo I am. Just keep swimming..........right??
Shout out to Dawn, my increasingly skinny, less-lumpy-jawed friend. BTW, my text about the cookie eating was more of a confessional than an act of bragging. But it occurred to me that when I made the 'won't eat another cookie 'til we can share one' promise a week ago you may have been under the influence of Lortab. I texted you because I felt bad for inadvertantly breaking that promise and wanted to fess up, even if you'd never have known otherwise. Not to rub it in. Honest!!!
Got to get to bed, as I have, after stepping on the scale yesterday, a renewed vow to exercise and eat better. Don't even really care about the weight, just how my clothes aren't fitting as well as they did about 6 months ago. Gotta be all those powdered donuts Jeff & I get on our tailgating weekends in Norman. Or at least that was a part of it.......wish me luck!!
My baby girl Kendall is on a mission to give me gray hair. Her favorite phrases have been "No thanks!!!" and "Not really!!". Now granted, at least the girl is showing manners, but she uses these phrases, usually with an emphatic waving of her hands, for everything. For instance, she has gone on a clothing strike, which, for a three year old, is not unusual and something I'm willing to run with as long as we don't have to be anywhere besides home. But for the past few school days I've had to drop Maggie off at Glenwood instead of walking her in for the simple reason that Kendall, clad in maybe the underwear I wrestled onto her, was not decent enough to leave the car. She'll let me dress her without a fight once we're at GSPS, the stinker. Again, I really wasn't that bothered by this other than the fact that Maggie was getting shortchanged in the mornings, as she loves me to walk her into her classroom. The main problem with Kendall's nakedness at home is that apparently, for her wearing clothing is a reminder that when she has to pee she needs to do it on the potty. If she doesn't have clothes on apparently she decided to adopt the 'squat and go wherever' philosophy, especially in her own room. As a result, I feel like I'm the owner of a LARGE puppy in need of being housebroken. What the heck am I supposed to do here?? Rub her nose in it and tell her 'Bad girl!! Bad girl!!'?? I'm telling you, the act of getting her in clothes, which seems to stop this behavior, can require a full-body wrestling match. I'm frustrated and feeling low on the scale of good mommyhood. I love this child more than life and yet she can push my buttons like an old pro. Frustrated because there are so many times I feel like I suck at balancing the work-housecare-childcare-spousecare demands on my time. And yet I know I should be thankful that I have these stresses, because it means I have a home, healthy children, and a hubby I love who accepts me for the weirdo I am. Just keep swimming..........right??
Shout out to Dawn, my increasingly skinny, less-lumpy-jawed friend. BTW, my text about the cookie eating was more of a confessional than an act of bragging. But it occurred to me that when I made the 'won't eat another cookie 'til we can share one' promise a week ago you may have been under the influence of Lortab. I texted you because I felt bad for inadvertantly breaking that promise and wanted to fess up, even if you'd never have known otherwise. Not to rub it in. Honest!!!
Got to get to bed, as I have, after stepping on the scale yesterday, a renewed vow to exercise and eat better. Don't even really care about the weight, just how my clothes aren't fitting as well as they did about 6 months ago. Gotta be all those powdered donuts Jeff & I get on our tailgating weekends in Norman. Or at least that was a part of it.......wish me luck!!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Hey they're what made Krispy Kreme famous, so don't knock 'em!!!!
| You Are a Glazed Donut |
 Okay, you know that you're plain - and you're cool with that. You prefer not to let anything distract from your sweetness. Your appeal is understated yet universal. Everyone dig you. And in a pinch, you'll probably get eaten. |
Insomniatic ramblings........
One: Potty trainer
Go Kendall Rae!!! My baby girl is firmly on the road to potty training. I haven't had her in a pull-up (except at night) in over a week. She is down to maybe one accident a day. Wooo hooo!!!!!
Two: Random kid-show observations
So this past Saturday morning, as Jeff & I were killing time in the 'ole RV, we ended up watching the Disney show "That's So Raven." (needless to say we hadn't figured out the Dish and were stuck with a very limited number of channels). Now I've come across this show while flipping channels but I've never really watched it. I have to say I was totally amazed, and not in a good way. Every single white character on this show played a person who was an absolute idiot/airhead/dumbass/you name it. I watched in amazement as it dawned on me that if the roles were switched between white & African American actors, the show never would have seen the light of day because it would have been classified as completely racist. Yet this show is a hit and seems to be well accepted by the public. Talk about a double-standard.
Three: Premature senility???
I'm a bit worried about me. I'm only 33 and I cannot keep up with what should be important things to keep up with. Example: Jeff needed the title to the Vette. Oh sure, you think, that's an easy one because like a responsible person you keep documents like that in a special place, like a safety deposit box, right?? Well, I used to do that but somewhere along the way I guess I got distracted and the title didn't make it there. I checked my usual places and found nada. Zilch. And we're not talking about just the Vette title, but ALL of them (Excursion, BMW, Vette, RV, F-250). What the heck happened that I didn't take care of something like that, huh??? After tearing the house apart, I did manage to come up with three of the five, but the other two, including the Vette, are in that mysterious place in my life that random things get sucked into and disappear, kind of like my own personal black hole. This worries me. I mean, if I'm like this now, what does the future hold??? Am I going to have to have one of those little electronic tags attached to all my stuff that beeps when I press the master receiver button (think "Along Came Polly" here)?? At the rate I'm going I'll probably loose the stupid receiver. Then what'll I do??? Luckily getting a replacement title isn't a huge deal, and I've vowed that when the two new titles come into my possession they're going straight into the safe with the other three, but it's the point. Arrrrrggggghhhhhh. Not good!!!!
Four: ''Hearts" to Dawn from your paranoid friend!!! Maggie would LOVE to have another friend's little brother/sister to play with, and it'll keep me from explaining to her that, come Friday, her daddy will be fixed and it just ain't happenin' again in this family!!!!
So it's nearly three a.m. now and I'm going back to bed. See ya later.
Go Kendall Rae!!! My baby girl is firmly on the road to potty training. I haven't had her in a pull-up (except at night) in over a week. She is down to maybe one accident a day. Wooo hooo!!!!!
Two: Random kid-show observations
So this past Saturday morning, as Jeff & I were killing time in the 'ole RV, we ended up watching the Disney show "That's So Raven." (needless to say we hadn't figured out the Dish and were stuck with a very limited number of channels). Now I've come across this show while flipping channels but I've never really watched it. I have to say I was totally amazed, and not in a good way. Every single white character on this show played a person who was an absolute idiot/airhead/dumbass/you name it. I watched in amazement as it dawned on me that if the roles were switched between white & African American actors, the show never would have seen the light of day because it would have been classified as completely racist. Yet this show is a hit and seems to be well accepted by the public. Talk about a double-standard.
Three: Premature senility???
I'm a bit worried about me. I'm only 33 and I cannot keep up with what should be important things to keep up with. Example: Jeff needed the title to the Vette. Oh sure, you think, that's an easy one because like a responsible person you keep documents like that in a special place, like a safety deposit box, right?? Well, I used to do that but somewhere along the way I guess I got distracted and the title didn't make it there. I checked my usual places and found nada. Zilch. And we're not talking about just the Vette title, but ALL of them (Excursion, BMW, Vette, RV, F-250). What the heck happened that I didn't take care of something like that, huh??? After tearing the house apart, I did manage to come up with three of the five, but the other two, including the Vette, are in that mysterious place in my life that random things get sucked into and disappear, kind of like my own personal black hole. This worries me. I mean, if I'm like this now, what does the future hold??? Am I going to have to have one of those little electronic tags attached to all my stuff that beeps when I press the master receiver button (think "Along Came Polly" here)?? At the rate I'm going I'll probably loose the stupid receiver. Then what'll I do??? Luckily getting a replacement title isn't a huge deal, and I've vowed that when the two new titles come into my possession they're going straight into the safe with the other three, but it's the point. Arrrrrggggghhhhhh. Not good!!!!
Four: ''Hearts" to Dawn from your paranoid friend!!! Maggie would LOVE to have another friend's little brother/sister to play with, and it'll keep me from explaining to her that, come Friday, her daddy will be fixed and it just ain't happenin' again in this family!!!!
So it's nearly three a.m. now and I'm going back to bed. See ya later.
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