Well, just like a kettle of rapid fire water molecules, my steam vent flipped out and went off on Friday late afternoon at work.
Being who I am, I was very vocal about it. UNfortunately, to my 'newest' boss. Fortunately, the person whom I was really mad at, and most of the other sales staff, had already left for the day.
Being who I am, I can realistically look back and realize what an ASS I had been to my newest boss, and also realize that I have an apology to make for being said ASS and hope he accepts it.
ARRGGHH. I hate it when I am wrong.
Being who I am, I can now rationalize the real stress in my life on that fateful Friday was not, in fact, the late ad and unwillingness of my co-workers to get their own job done... But, the fact that I really want to take vacation time. Clarification: my husband wants me to take vacation time a teensy bit more than I do. ALSO fact, they are shrugging their shoulders about me actually getting said vacation time.
They owe me. 6 days before Oct 31st in fact. I could go to them and argue that:
A. I have earned it.
B. It is not MY fault that they can't pay associates enough to support a taco bell worker.
C. Hence we can't keep anybody with a better work ethic and intelligence than a taco bell worker.
D. It is not MY fault that they fire key associates when they need them at the most critical times.
E. It is not My fault all my staff are green, but starting to actually 'get' it. (get this, my senior designer? has been there 3 months.-- oh, BTW? it's her first paying design job.) the other 2? yup, their first design job too.
F. well, insert my favorite cussword here. I certainly know how to use it, especially in front of my new boss.
OUCH. excuse me while I go mutter around some crow.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Scrubby eating frogs- UNITE!
Ahh yes, the 70's. Who could forget those phsycadelic colors and fun do it yourself ceramic projects?
Here is a wonderful scrubbie eating frog that I found at a yard sale some time ago for about .50 cents. What a deal! I remember my mom haveing one by her sink as I grew up, hers was green. Mine, a more 'sedate' yellow!
Thanks ME from 1973 art class, whoever you are. Your frog is loved!
Croquet Kings!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
The American Persimmon
If you have never tried this delicacy, Don't. You will feel like your tougue has been dipped in silica gel for a day and you need to wash it with a scrub brush. Unless -- you wait for the darn things to freeze for winter & fall off the tree nearly half rotton and smushy, you pick off the bugs, you mash them then get rid of the skins, stems and bazillion pumpkin seed size seeds, then take that 'delicacy' and stuff in a bunch of sugar, cream and flour and TA-DAH! You have persimmon pudding.
They do photograph nice however.
More Awards!
Tee Hee, not mine, but my 1st grader Jacob! All elementary students were corralled into the gym for the 6 week awards presentation. Jacob recieved a certificate for 'perfect homework'. I congratulated him. Jacob, being who he is stated, "Mom, everybody gets a homework award." They don't teach gratefulness in school do they?
Jacob is the one with a really REALLY bored attitude on the right in blue.
Indiana Mornings, Indiana Days
Sounds like a Mellancamp song.
I have been fascinated with the corn fields this fall. I am going to try to use these crisp colors in more advertising! I adore the pure sky blue and warm tans. The silhouettes of the corn tassles against the sky are so methodical and will dull your eyes if you try to focus on the endless view of them while driving down the road.
Marshmallows the old fashioned way.
spiders!
Jacob spend most of the day on Monday chasing this 'wonderful' spider around on the southern side of our house. The spider led him on a merry chase for more than an hour before finally standing still for capture.
Poor thing, nearly defense-less at a mere 3.5" across. (Hah!)
Wikipedia describes the wolf spider as:
... members of the family Lycosidae, so named because their method of hunting is to run down their prey. They are robust and agile hunters that rely on good eyesight to hunt, typically at night.
What they fail to mention is that they see soooo well, they jump a foot to the side each time you try to swat it with a broom or stomp it with your foot when it becomes 'feral' and escapes the bug pod.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Montgomery County's best kept secret--- Shhh
During a lunch time excursion with the regular work crowd, we enjoyed a delightful lunch at a local rural eatery called A-Country-A-Fair. Just 8 miles west of Crawfordsville, IN on 32 west, it is a short drive for such wonderful atmosphere.
We had a choice of seating, inside, or on the screned veranda. We chose the veranda. A pleasant breeze blew and the temperatures were mild.
Having been here more than once, I ordered my favorite drink on the menu, Tropical Sangria. Luscious!
the guys, John and Sam ordered cola and tea. Sam ventured to get an appetizer, a flaming greek cheese dish. Served warm and bubbling with side of italian bread slices for dipping. He was nice enough to share.
We enjoyed our appetizer and lunch arrived shortly. I wanted their deliciously seasoned talapia, complete with seared green beans and garlic mashed potatoes. The server was new, but willing to help and pleasant. The management was willing to share a friendly story about her roots in the restaurant biz, and how she traveled from Chicago as a teen, dabbled in the dining rooms in several of the family restaurants and finally landing here in Montgomery County. Over all a pleasant, relaxing experience. The owners family creates all the original art pieces in the dining room and you will find a flair for the eclectic there. By the way, did I mention the home made ice creams?
Today was cherry chocolate chip, and tutti fruitti.
Visit them soon, I'll see you there.
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