Early Saturday mornings....

So last night was a hoot at CPS - I actually didn't get a whole lot done but it was fun just to be out and with the chit-chat! I met some great new people and enjoyed their company! I was actually working on a small album for a friend as a gift....I can't divulge who that person is as they read my blog and I wouldn't want them to know - that would spoil it all right!

The crop last night was from 5-11 but for some odd reason didn't get wrapped up and out of the store 'til after midnight because "as women" we were chattin' about important matters! If you haven't been to a crop (helloooo - it is great, you need to try it out!). Anywho, the point of this whole note is the fact that I didn't get home and in bed til nearly 1:00 a.m. - I am "old" you know and to get up at 7:30 or 8:00 on a Saturday hurts! Really it does!

The great thing about being downtown last night after midnight is seeing all the spooky people out! I had to stop for a red light by the courthouse and there is some guy standing on the sidewalk scraping his foot on a metal cover of some sort on the ground for the whole red light and I am thinking to myself "WHAT is HE doing"? Needless to say my doors were locked because it was s-p-oo-k-y weird! Then I drive a short distance and here is some doof ball walking down the sidewalk so drunk it looks like he is going to fall flat on his face - isn't there some kind of law about being intoxicated in public like that? Just wondering as I don't make it a habit to walk down Main Street when it is 30 degrees out drunk - Noo, I have more "sensible" things to do such as stay up until midnight buying 12 x 12 pieces of paper and then chopping them up and gluing them back together again to make a "scrap page"!

Not much exciting happenin' today though, breakfast with some friends, to the mall to Bath & Body, a jaunt through Macy's (that was worthless after my husband told me I didn't need any more purses) and then a trip to CPS (a girl can never have too much paper right?).

Oh ya and the picture above, that is one of my employees in my home office - Daisy Mae. She will never be "employee of the year" here in the office, she causes a lot of trouble, typical stubborn, yipping little weiner dog and the real problem is she seems to find a way to get ON my desk and sometimes actually falls asleep at my work station with me pounding away at the keyboard, it is a "Dog's Life" for her!

I did get my satellite radio up and radio running tonight (okay, so actually it was my "lovely" husband who did it all - he was amazing to watch though)!

Enough la-la for tonight! Yaaawwwnnnn!

It's FRIDAY! Let's get this PARTY STARTED!

Okay so I finally made it through this week - was a long one! Funny how the work week is interrupted by Chrismas and turns out to almost be a longer week than a normal work week!

Well, I gotta get my "SHIP" together and head out to meet with my buds for some serious scrapping tonight at CPS. Should be relaxing and filled with laughter - with any luck my Indian Pharmacist friend will show up and we can poke fun at each other for awhile. Part of me would rather stay home and crash and snooze for awhile but I need to get out and socialize since I am locked up in this home working all day with three of my employees, the ones who chase the UPS and DHL drivers and also the same employees who sleep all day only to arise from MY bed to go do their jobs (pee or poo and with any luck that is "outside"), get a drink or have a few tidbits of food. Sometimes they will wander by the desk and give me tail wag (I actually think they do that just to rub in the fact that they can sleep all day, still get food, warmth and a blanket to sleep in)!

I am off to curl my mop now (that would be my hair in case you are wondering - no, I don't actually curl the floor mop - like I have time for that?). I have to be partially presentabe for a public apperance! I may spray a little sparkly in my hair for flair!

THE GRINCH HOSTESS WHO LURKED at APPLEBEES....

Okay...it has taken me a day or two to get over this but as I start to write about it I can feel my blood pressure rising once again.

Just let me set the scene....
I have had a couple of really "not so good" lunches at Applebees in the past and it has taken me at least a year to go back for a meal. A week or so ago a few of us went after late night scrapbooking to have a bite before we crashed for the night at our own homes. I have to say I was impressed and most of all my husband was impressed - he is quite picky you see when it comes to food! He absolutely raved over how good his steak was that night. So, my scene is set okay....hang on to these thoughts.

It was on December 24, 2007, Christmas Eve, the evening prior to the big celebration. My husband, son and I had no plans this year (which is a first) to be anywhere with anyone to celebrate (that was a personal choice - which is also another Loongggg story for another day). Anyhow, we chose to head Applebees for dinner that night, calling ahead and knowing that they were open until 8:00 p.m. (or so they said - you can't take anybody's word anymore!)

We arrive at Applebee's at 6:00 p.m. We get out and go in and are standing inside the door as there are two other families waiting to be seated in which this conversation is ensuing between the two unidentified families "I thought they were closed now and not taking anymore people?" "Well, we thought we were the last one's in and then they let you in?" At this point the Hostess comes back to her post. The lady sitting nearest the hostess says "I thought you were closed now?" and the hostess says, "we are and we aren't taking any more people - we didn't expect this" (forgive me for thinking this but is Applebee's not a restaurant/food service/serving customers, perhaps even being polite and with a smile? I mean, am I like asking tooo much?). The hostess says "you (meaning the woman who was talking with her) were the last people we let in and we just cannot take any more people." (Now, I need to add at this point that the hostess was practically gasping for air). The customer asking all these questions then gives me and my family the eye of "goodbye"....at which point the hostess tells us that we have to leave because they cannot take anymore people, yes she did tell us we had to leave and I am 100% serious (now mind you there was plenty of parking in the parking lot and it truly was not that crowded). So, she basically kicked our A##es out the door. I was LIVID and said "FINE, there are othere businesses that can take my money!" My husband was trying to get me to calm down but I thought HOW RUDE, I mean seriously, HOW RUDE? I mean imagine, I work at a hospital and if they bring someone in and we say I am sorry but we are just WAYYYYYY to busy and we didn't expect this - we are NOT taking anymore patients at this time....I would be in the unemployment line and rather QUICKLY I might add plus all the lawsuits that the hospital would have against them for "refusing service" (so maybe Applebees and Hospitals are NOT in quite the same line of service).

I will tell you that we did end up at Mandarin Pine having Chinese and the owner and her family were more than happy to serve us on Christmas Eve and make us feel like true customers! We had a wonderful family dinner just took us a bump to get to where we were "supposed" to be!

Hopefully the Hostess heart at Applebees will soon start beating like MR. GRINCH'S did!

P.S. Neener, neener, neener - I just called the manager at Applebees and told him what happened - he was unaware of it closing at 6:00 and it wasn't in his log book - for whatever that is worth!

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Thou Shall NOT covet thy neighbors new black rubber tire!

I am almost "certain" this is a commandment, isn't it?

One "BRAND NEW" black rubber tire! Saweet......

Yep...you got it right! I was out cruisin around this morning trying to get a few errands in before I start poundin' the keyboard for $$$. I had noticed last night that my rear tire was look a little under the weather in regards to its perky self, looking a little droopy, saggin' a bit. Well, it was much worse this a.m. so I head to Les's to have them do what they do so well and fix the flat on my van. I turn my keys over to the gentleman who trots out to the van and not long after trots back in to tell me that it isn't a flat but the tire is actually worn down to the steel in it and that my car must be out of align or something....I don't get it - I mean this happened three years ago and I had it aligned and I have kept a very "FaithfuL" eye on the air level in those tires going in every 6 weeks and having the air level checked by Les & his boys! He assures me that its probably out of align and the next couple of weeks I need to bring 'er in and get 'er done (the alignment that is)! So, I am trying to stay calm knowing that it is 3.75 days prior to Christmas and the bank account is figured to the penny. He then asks me if I would like him to check for a good "used" tire and I say definitely! So he trots out the swinging door again, only to return again, trotting of course, and tells me he has no used tires that size (OH sure you don't because that is my luck and you are in business to sell new tires). So, he prints me out a nifty quote on two different tires - I chose the cheapest of course, I mean for pete sake it is the holidays, wondering how the heck I am going to swing this one....still am not sure but things always work out no matter which side of the jail bars you are on right?

So, needless to say my Christmass present is mounted on my van's rear driver's side, it is black, smells like that irresistable black rubber that you can only find at Les & the Boys place, oh ya that baby is a "beauty", Toyo, 16-inch, sweet! Admit it, you are jealious aren't you? I mean this tire gives a ride like no other!

At this time any monetary donations to my banking account would be greatly appreciated - "oh happy holiday" BAH HUMBUG!

TRIAL over before it STARTED....

Well...I made it to the courthouse before 8:00 and got my place in the courtroom. Waited for nearly 1 hour for things to get started and they never did the judge shows up after nearly 1 hour of waiting and tells us that the case is closed as the person pleaded guilty in another courtroom. THANK GOD - maybe someone made a DECISION to actually take RESPONSIBILITY for their actions in this world of mixed up individuals!

Then the action starts....I decide to drop by Jean's house to have a cup of jo with her but she won't answer the doorbell - WHA??? Later after contacting her she comes up with some lame excuse about still being in bed.....at 9:00 a.m. - what is up with that???

Off to Staples. I go in, take care of my business and run in to my mom so I help her find the stuff she is looking for. I check out and go to get in my van. Some inconsiderate person has parked so close to my door on the driver's side that there was no way I was squeezing this body in the door. So, being the lovely person I am, I crawl in the passenger side and sit and wait for the idiot to come out of the store and move his BIG BOY PICKUP! He came out, drove off and I didn't say a thing! I should have let him have it but I bit my tongue and crawled in the car and drove off feeling better about myself because I didn't call him a jerk to his face or anything nasty like that! People are so thoughtless sometimes!


I shouldn't WHINE so much but life is so fun and it is even more fun with a little bit of WHINE - ing!

I See a "Trial on the Horizon"....

Jury Duty....need I say MORE? I kid you not when I saw I get picked every 3-4 years - this is at least my 7th time in my 41 short years of life that I have been picked to be "on call" for the system. Now I have tried in the past to convince the ladies on the other end of the phone that there must be some kind of mistake because "my man" never gets drawn to be on jury duty and call in for an entire month to see if he too could serve on a jury. Now, don't get me wrong, I realize it is a privilige to live in freedom, put in my service as a juror, etcetera, I just don't understand the drawing thingy that I seem to be a winner in all the time to serve as a potential juror. I mean seriously, I can't seem to win at lotteries but I can get drawn every 3.5 years for jury duty - what gives?

I was actually chosen for August and I could put it off for up to six months if I wanted so I diligently filled out the little form and mailed it back thinking to myself "I will choose December because what lawyer/judge want to work around Christmas time anyhow?" I even said a little prayer as I slipped it in the mailbox.

Guess what?....tonight, I called the recording and my number is up, lucky #39 must be at the courthouse tomorrow morning all chipper at 8:00 a.m. May I remind you again, I never seem to get very lucky at winning trips to Cancun or the Bahamas, even a weekend in a Seattle but I can get picked to arrive at the courthouse. All I can figure is these lawyers for this trial, I am lucky enough to win a chance to serve on, must be Jehovahs Witnesses or something and not believe in Christmas because for some "unknown" reason they are working prior to the greatest holiday of the year, I mean do they have their last-minute Christmas shopping done, wrapped and ready to go?

So, hi-ho, hi-ho, it is off to jury duty I go...bah humbug!

With any luck at all I will know some important figure in this trial and will be excused for the rest of the month.

Can anyone bring me a mocha about 10:00 in the morning, I have a feeling I may need something by then....

Oh ya, and Kristi thank for "trying" to get me thrown in the clanker over the holidays by telling me you clearly heard on the recording that it was the 28th and NOT tomorrow that I am supposed to report to the 3rd floor for jury duty, was this some kind of last minute ditch effort to get me out of cooking for my family for Christmas and spending some alone time in a jail cell with some of my not-so-closest friends?

DOGS & DELIVERIES

What should I write about and what does the world want to hear? I was out too late last night with some of my homies scrappin' and yackin' and then had to come home and pound on the keyboard until after midnight trying to make a few extra bucks. It was well worth the good times and laughter though, something a person needs when they are hooked up to a bunch of voices all day and trying to make sense of it all on a piece of paper for them. The DHL lady arrived WAAAYYY to early this a.m - must be due to the holiday rush - anyhow, she comes to the door and is freaked out about my 3 dogs (2 weiner dogs - 1 freak of nature), thank GOD they were sleeping in another room (okay, in MY bed while I am typing my fingers to the bone in another room - is there something wrong with this picture?) anyhow, she is trying to mouth the words through the window about the DOGS....I quietly creep over to the door and put my foot in front of the doggy door so they can't get out (at least I was thinking that) and open the door at which time the BARKFEST begins and they all shoot out of the bedroom to see what is going on. I am trying to reassure the DHL lady that they are just "little" dogs and their barks are much worse than their bites - actual they just LICK - but anyhow she finally puts the BIG box in front of the doggy door and shoves the little machine I have to sign through the door, not to worry only one of the pups got their head squeezed in the door (just a little bit - please don't send the Animal Protection group to my house). Anyhow, I quickly signed the screen and put the device back out the door to her and reassured her that I would not get the BOX from in front of the doggy door until she was well out of the gate and the gate closed because HEAVEN forbid I have to take off out of the gate chasing the dogs in my mismatched PJ's with no bra on - not a pretty picture to even imagine and besides the girls are still getting over yesterday being pancaked in that AWFUL "MAN"MADE machine that they call digital mammography - get the point of about the "MAN"made machine PLEASE! Oh - the UPS man just dropped a packed off and he is like WAY better at the technique - he ran up the driveway, came through the gate and onto the deck - put the package in front of the doggy door and hightailed it off the deck and through the gate before the pups realized anything was going on! Don't you delivery people talk amongst yourselves and sharpen your techniques on avoiding killer dogs when delivering packages?

Welcome to my world!

I work from home, run this crazy house, hang with my homies, aka, Jean and Diane and run my son Angelo all around town. I have some cute little weiner dogs, a funny bird and just went thru the boob torture at St. Joe's. Want to be a part of my lil world?