tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-174082812024-03-05T09:39:02.034-08:00Road HazardOn the road of life, I'm one big accident. Sometimes the accident has already taken place, and other times it's just about to happen. Either way, my life is a bumpy ride to self discovery. And sleep.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger432125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-29526068453911738142023-07-09T11:59:00.001-07:002023-07-09T11:59:01.917-07:00The Key“All you have to do is ask.” Well, that’s how I got the key in the first place– I simply asked. It arrived in a beautiful box, wrapped in scented tissue and sprinkled with hope. Or faith. Or maybe just simply well wishes. It was kind of hard to tell, what with the fragrance of rose petals drifting up… whatever the case, the key was given with love, and that was for certain. The puzzle was Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-42864253034154695902020-05-31T18:45:00.000-07:002020-05-31T18:45:01.152-07:00The Sunday Seven1) Yesterday an allegedly peaceful protest turned into a riot right here in Reno.
2)
Only 23 arrests were made, despite the number of break-ins, graffiti
markings, car fires and other misc. crappy law-breaking activities.
3) The chaos resulted in curfews for last night and tonight.
4) On the bright side, this has been my most social week since the lockdown.
5) Visited Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-25964881879539882232020-05-28T18:25:00.002-07:002020-05-28T18:25:46.809-07:00Thoughts for ThursdayI know. I know. It has been AGES since I last posted.
I was notified of a data breach, and changed my password. Then I started reading through old blog posts and man oh man, it dawned on me what a bad memory I have. So many things I forgot about!
I'm blogging again for posterity - for memory retention.
I have nothing much interesting to say today - I've been furloughed since April,Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-70011120527118260642015-11-22T13:59:00.000-08:002015-11-22T13:59:04.782-08:00The Biggest Heartache of AllFor those of you who don't know, my dad passed away in August. His passing left me totally alone in this world. I'm not married, have no children, and no connections to extended family. Needless to say, it's been a difficult transition from beloved daughter to... whatever I am now in this world.
I've had my ups and downs since he passed, but to be honest, this month has been the absolute hardestUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-76691888049198180762013-01-08T19:11:00.000-08:002013-01-08T19:11:08.319-08:00Just Say "Yes"My weekly calender has a little section with some articles in it. Today on my break, I read one of the articles. It was written by Tess Whitehurst (author of The Good Energy Book), and she said when we encounter a difficult situation or person, our first instinct is to say "NO." If we're encountering change, we resist. If we are dealing with a difficult person, we become enraged, or employ Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-75889616927347849042012-11-28T18:58:00.000-08:002012-11-28T18:58:01.163-08:00The Day That Wouldn't EndI have NO IDEA what the deal was today - it was not a bad day, not in the least. I got up on time. I had plenty of time for my morning coffee. There were no accidents in my way on the drive to work.There was a lot of work in the queue, but not "too" much - not enough to overwhelm. I didn't get interrupted or bothered. The Manipulator didn't hang out at my desk. My cube mate was out today, so I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-58760513509345749572012-11-15T14:49:00.001-08:002015-11-22T18:31:56.449-08:00Reflections<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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The year is almost over, and I did not make good on my
promise to write more in 2012.
That’s not entirely true – I have been writing more, just
not here.
I started a review blog, and it’s seen some marginal
success. In the short time it’s been active, the page hits are up and I’ve
already received a one product from a company to review. I considerUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-35414650987922973112012-10-22T12:09:00.001-07:002012-10-22T12:09:34.957-07:00Monday, Monday
1) Good news! My cranky pants came off this morning! So now I'm running around pantsless - or am I?
2) I went on the Reno Wine Walk this weekend - my friends and I dressed
up like witches. It's always a good time - and I lucked upon a good
looking older gentleman who semi-flirted. Unfortunately for me, I lost
track of him.
3) Homey's still got it. 4) Not sure what I've still got, though.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-21671823140270754912012-09-13T11:51:00.000-07:002012-09-13T11:57:15.765-07:00The Not-So-Endless SummerSummer appears to be over. When did that happen?
Oh sure, we still have some rather nice temps during the day - but it's getting dark earlier and earlier at night. I grabbed a book and started to head towards the garden last night to read, only to be surprised by the darkness. What? Wasn't it only a week ago I could read outside until about 8 p.m.? Or does time really DO go that fast when you'reUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-89751865015017151482012-08-05T20:37:00.001-07:002012-08-05T20:37:32.220-07:00On My Mind
1) Today I felt fat, so I figured I should feed that feeling with a doughnut.
2) I had it with some coffee, and it was delicious. The doughnut - not the coffee. Although, the coffee wasn't bad.
3) I bought a hanger for my garden at Big Lots today. It was on
clearance. I went to hang it in my garden, and could not find any
picture hanger contraptions. I've got a million of 'em. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-34492523901352275592012-07-18T20:20:00.004-07:002012-07-18T20:20:46.820-07:00Dead in the Water
I thought I had a live one. I really did. But it turns out he was dead before I was able to reel him in.
It's summer - the weather is warm, the birds are chirping and my
vajayjay is singing, so I found myself reactivating my OKCupid profile
recently to see who the new members were. OKCupid told me I'd have to
stay active for a short period of time (I believe it's two weeks). I
said, "Eh, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-50607547613402173282012-07-05T13:17:00.002-07:002012-07-05T13:17:11.633-07:00PatrioticYesterday, in honor of Independence Day, I painted my toes blue and red. Today, my co-worker called me over to his desk so he could show me a project he was working on.I scooted my chair over, and he said, "Oh look at your patriotic toes! That's so cute." Then he said, "B, did you see PJammy's patriotic toes?"B said, "No, C, I did not. I don't tend to look at PJammy's feet during the workday."I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-57554436411548227942012-06-11T19:19:00.000-07:002012-06-12T06:23:05.395-07:00Shhh... there's a life going onAck! My life has been awfully quiet lately.
I need some shakin' up. Or some belly shakin'. Or just a shake.
Speaking of, I haven't had a milk shake in years. Did you know my milkshake used to bring all the boys to my yard?
I digress...
Remember when I said there was a fix up on the horizon? Well, no one has called, and my date book is empty. What the frick happened to my horizon?
Watch out, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-27914224787089592622012-06-01T21:14:00.000-07:002012-06-01T21:14:06.912-07:00Too Tired to Think Straight
One of my teammates is very appealing to me. Honestly though - since the first time I saw him I was drawn to him, even before we ended up on the same team. He's got red hair, and I'm a sucker for red headed guys. Plus he exudes manliness. Not icky, need-a-shower, boy-am-I-in-need-of-a-woman manliness. Nope. Good old fashioned clean-in-a-manly-way, has-a-shitload-of-confidence kind of way.IUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-26820324465127666842012-05-30T06:00:00.001-07:002012-05-30T06:00:36.053-07:00Pirate Poodle Lady
Picture
this: a woman in her 60's, short cropped gray curly hair, an apple
shape on top of skinny legs, a persistent smoker's hack, who uses her
outside voice inside. All the time. And peppers it generously with
aforementioned hacker's cough. My teammate calls her "Pirate
Poodle Lady" so I didn't know her name until today. When I found out her
name, I sent the below to my teammate. 1)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-34626974534346770582012-05-14T15:04:00.003-07:002012-05-14T15:04:27.991-07:00Good-Bye, VirginI've had a Virgin Mobile pay-as-you-go phone for about 10 years. They've always been pretty good about sending me an email to let me know I need to top-up, so imagine my surprise when I went to top up on Saturday, and discovered that I no longer had an account with them.
What? This can't be!
Apparently, though, it can be. And it was. It had been over 90 days since my last top up, so instead of Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-12791388344371149522012-04-11T19:12:00.000-07:002012-04-11T19:13:16.812-07:00The Week That Was... And Still IsI work in a department that is broken down into five channels. The channel I belong to does not consistently have work coming in. It's basically feast or famine, depending on when kit builds take place.This week is FEAST - we're on the last part of a really intense kit build. But wait - that's not all - a "new" person had the bad timing of being assigned to our channel during the kit build.Okay, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-82396955813374752362012-04-04T18:33:00.000-07:002012-04-04T18:34:38.425-07:00Contest EntryNHS (Nevada Humane Society) is holding a contest in support of their current "Less-Adoptable, But Still Lovable" promotion. Below is my entry - wish me good luck!*******************I love cats. I have cats. I know that makes me – a single woman of a “certain” age - a walking cliché. I was determined to break the cliché and get myself a dog for my birthday. This required many visits to the Nevada Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-86701920247830587642012-03-31T18:11:00.002-07:002012-03-31T18:25:05.440-07:00Fat Fast - The End?I did it. I really did it. I can't believe I did it - but I did. Three days of Fat Fast. I am so impressed with myself for sticking with it.But... it was kind of all in vain. Why? Because the day after the Fat Fast ended, I got sick. So, instead of going directly from Fat Fast to Induction to really kick that weight loss action into gear, I wasn't able to. My body simply could not look another Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-36238018729161146932012-03-20T08:54:00.003-07:002012-03-20T09:07:57.059-07:00Fat FastI've heard about the Fat Fast for years, and toyed with the idea of implementing it, but the strict caloric restrictions made it unappealing to me - that is, until I hit the world's longest weight loss stall.I've been following the Atkins diet for years now with fairly consistent results. However, age and hormone depletion when added to a few major life stresses caused a bit of a weight gain.I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-9950211259400366672012-03-16T10:03:00.001-07:002012-03-16T10:03:34.544-07:00The Friday Five1) Our company recently introduced a mentoring program, and I signed up for it. Today is the official "meet and greet," where mentors will meet potential mentees (like me!).2) I really hope someone picks me.3) This process reminds me of grade school: Please like me. Please pick me. Please.4) I'm surprised I haven't broken out in stress acne.5) This meet and greet probably shouldn't be taking Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-84708251709646302172012-03-08T14:47:00.004-08:002012-03-08T14:50:24.206-08:00It's Payday!Ahhh, how I just love every other Thursday. Payday for me - and yes, I don't make much money, but I do feel liquid on payday. I always buy myself something as a reward for making it through another pay period. Tonight I'll be going to Claim Jumper with a friend, and we'll be partaking of their $7 Happy Hour Widow Makers. I am counting the hours until we'll be chomping on our hard-earned money. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-73996706446302020862012-03-05T18:53:00.000-08:002012-03-05T18:54:08.577-08:00The Answer is YesAs some of you know, I blog on LiveJournal. Unfortunately, due to online harassment from two different cyber stalkers, I had to lock the account down a few years ago. It's now "friends only" and I do still blog there as some of my friends are still there - communicating the not-so-old-fashioned way.I posted an entry there today, and was prompted by LJ to check out some of their new features. I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-22368150294588480382012-03-04T18:02:00.000-08:002012-03-05T18:03:44.626-08:00The Sunday Seven1) Enjoyed a somewhat solitary day yesterday. Slept in.... until 9 a.m.! Did some light cleaning, ran a couple of errands, and made sure to be back by early afternoon - especially when I realized all the other people running errands were rude, loud, and not welcome in my Saturday. 2) Decided it was a shame to let the sun streaming through the windows go to waste, so instead of plopping myself in Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17408281.post-33005914626979869372012-02-18T14:44:00.001-08:002012-02-18T14:44:26.550-08:00Sweets for the SweetIt's so good to be right...For decades, I've said over and over again, "I don't trust people who don't like sweets." I never found them to be very nice. And while "nice" and "trust" are two different things... mean people cannot be trusted. Right? Can I get an amen?Anyway, several recent studies have proven that people who like sweets are more agreeable, nicer, and friendlier than those who shun Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0