I just don't get it.
I mean, I like pumpkins--as decorations, in pies, and as the flavor of most desserts but I HATE carving them. They smell weird once they've been carved, then they sit and rot on your front porch and get scorched by the candles you put in them and I shudder just THINKING about pulling out all the seeds and slimy innards....GROSS! I can't do it.
I also love candy. Obviously. (Which, P.S. I just spelled Obvioulsy as Abviously. Abviously it's time for me to go to bed...)
But I don't do all the scary, horror stuff, and I don't like all the creepy dead-ness that usually goes on around this holiday.
Also, it's really weird--if you stop and think about it--to get dressed up in a costume and go door to door begging your neighbors for candy.
Plus, I only got about 6 trick-or-treaters this year. So glad I bought that super expensive, big bag of candy...
But, now all that craziness is over and it's time to start the Thanksgiving and Christmas holiday season!!!
For some reason this year I am super excited for Christmas. Not sure why, but I found myself wanted to listen to Christmas music a couple weeks ago. Those of you who know me, know what a stickler I am about listening to Christmas music. NOT UNTIL AFTER THANKSGIVING. I had to tell myself that five or six times and finally got over the unnatural urge. But the countdown has begun!
Here are some pictures of things that happened today:
At work today my department had a Fall Festival. Each team (if they wanted to participate) had to come up with a festival/carnival booth. My team decided to do a tattoo parlor. It was pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. I came up with the name: Apollo Ink, which I thought was pretty clever. The cute little lizard tattoo was one I couldn't pass up. We'll see how long he lasts...
I finally got to go meet and hold Megan! She's such a cutie (and no, I'm not just saying that because I'm biased)! She was making all these really funny faces while she was sleeping and smiled a couple times. She didn't wake up while I was there, but I got to sit on the couch and hold her for a while. Good job, Steven and Kristen! And welcome to the family, Megan. <3 p="p">3>
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Monday, October 29, 2012
baby megan is here!!
Just got the word: Megan Sharise McLaws was born today at 8:03pm. She weighed 9 pounds, 1 ounce and was 22.25 inches long.
Pictures will be forthcoming I'm sure. I can't wait to see and hold her!!
Pictures will be forthcoming I'm sure. I can't wait to see and hold her!!
Sunday, October 28, 2012
the circle of life
Just got the news that Hairy, the family parakeet died this weekend. :( He's been slowly going the last couple months--getting more and more quiet and lethargic and deaf. I'm actually surprised he's hung on this long. It was a good six year run! Bye, dude. Hope you're having fun now in heaven...
What's that old saying, "Where one door closes, another opens"? This weekend I think is going to be, "Where one life ends, another begins" in our family. We lost Hairy, but we're gaining Megan! (A much better trade, in my opinion--sorry Hairy!). Kristen is being induced tonight. Hopefully sometime tomorrow I'll be any aunt again and have a cute new niece to gush over and about! I can't wait!!
What's that old saying, "Where one door closes, another opens"? This weekend I think is going to be, "Where one life ends, another begins" in our family. We lost Hairy, but we're gaining Megan! (A much better trade, in my opinion--sorry Hairy!). Kristen is being induced tonight. Hopefully sometime tomorrow I'll be any aunt again and have a cute new niece to gush over and about! I can't wait!!
Friday, October 26, 2012
quote of the day
My best friends are pretty funny. They regularly crack me up. Today, Katy, busted out this line that literally had me laughing out loud at work.
"I have so much love for that I cannot even express it without a feather quill and a sonnet!"
HA!
What was she so in love with, you ask? This picture:
Seems like a normal meerkat family portrait, right? And it is, but there's a twist. My team at work is being spotlighted in next month's department newsletter (they pick a team every month) and we have to submit a team photo. We decided to submit this one as our team picture instead of us actually posing for one. (I have the best manager that lets us get away with crazy things like this and is more often than not the instigator of the crazy plans) LOL! I sent the picture and explanation to Katy and she presented me with the above comment.
Best. Comeback. EVER!
Katy, here's your feather quill. I'll be expecting a sonnet soon!
"I have so much love for that I cannot even express it without a feather quill and a sonnet!"
HA!
What was she so in love with, you ask? This picture:
Seems like a normal meerkat family portrait, right? And it is, but there's a twist. My team at work is being spotlighted in next month's department newsletter (they pick a team every month) and we have to submit a team photo. We decided to submit this one as our team picture instead of us actually posing for one. (I have the best manager that lets us get away with crazy things like this and is more often than not the instigator of the crazy plans) LOL! I sent the picture and explanation to Katy and she presented me with the above comment.
Best. Comeback. EVER!
Katy, here's your feather quill. I'll be expecting a sonnet soon!
Thursday, October 25, 2012
tried something new today
I'm lazy and poor and trying to be gluten-free so I had to get creative today when it came to packing my lunch. I decided to try tuna on rice crackers. I mixed up the tuna like I normally do with some mayo and then put it on the white cheddar rice cakes that I bought a couple weeks ago and had in the cupboard.
It was surprisingly delicious!
Who knew??
It was surprisingly delicious!
Who knew??
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
i couldn't make this up if i tried...
...okay, maybe I could. I AM a writer, after all. But that's beside the point. What am I talking about, you ask? Let me tell you...
This week I was asked to help with a training class at work. The training department wanted to pull a few of us who are out on the floor and who know what we're doing and are good at our job to come in and help answer questions while the trainees are working on all their practice files. I volunteered (at my manager's suggestion). It's been mostly boring, and we all know how much I hate to be bored at work. It's probably the thing I hate most. Besides people who treat roundabouts like four-way stops. Or Dr. Pepper Ten.
Anywho, Monday morning I walked in and decided to sit at one of the desks at the back of the room thus making it easier to see when people raised their hands and needed help. I thought this was a brilliant plan. And it mostly was. Except I chose to sit by one of the two nut jobs in the class without knowing it and was stuck. Because, I mean, come on. How rude would it be to suddenly get up and change seats for no apparant reason after spending all day sitting next to someone? So I just told myself to smile and nod and hope he didn't have a complete mental breakdown and snap on me. I quickly discovered he has the tendancy of getting VERY frustrated VERY quickly when faced with something he doesn't understand. It does no good to try and remind him that this is something new and he's obviously going to have a learning curve. His response, "I didn't even want to be here in the first place! I was volun-TOLD I had to be here after telling my manager three different times I didn't want to do re-eval...*grumble* *grumble* *grumble*..."
Whenever I tried to explain something to him, or try to help him with his file, he would sigh heavily and dramatically, put his head in his hands, and tell me, "Nevermind. You don't understand what I'm asking." At which point I would look at one of the other processors that was there helping and get them to come over and see if THEY could help and understand him. Oiy. Luckily he graduated from training today and won't be coming back! This morning, however, he came in with a doosey (dewsy? dousey?)...a whopper of a tale that just made me want to laugh, but I was afraid to--not knowing what he would do to me as his emotions tend to balance on a VERY tiny wire.
The story was this: last night his roommate's girlfriend (who was sleeping over) had a nightmare and in her half-asleep (and still-intoxicated) stupor picked up her cellphone and called the police. The police showed up and angry dude (that's what I call him) was woken up suddenly from a sound sleep by an officer shining a maglite in his face. (They were checking the house after receiving the call alerting them to a potential crime taking place which was really just a dream. Are you keeping up?) In reflex to being woken up so suddenly, and unexpectedly, angry guy gets out of bed, grabs his three-foot sword that he has leaning up against the wall by his bed, and goes to lunge at the officer.
Yeah. That's right. Angry dude is one of those crazy medieval guys who has swords and knows how to use them. Who saw that one coming??
According to him, his fiance (who I guess was in bed with him?) said something (I don't know what, and I didn't ask), stopping him before he actually DID run the officer through with his sword. So that's good.
I just...
What do you say when someone tells you a story like that and it's something that really happened?! I had no response except in my head I thought, "Angry dude should NOT have access to medieval weaponry. That's just not good for anyone's health and safety."
Two more days (hopefully everyone will be graduated and done with their practice files by Friday) and I can go back to my nice, quiet cubicle where the only people who have swords are the hero's in my audio books--men who SHOULD have swords.
This week I was asked to help with a training class at work. The training department wanted to pull a few of us who are out on the floor and who know what we're doing and are good at our job to come in and help answer questions while the trainees are working on all their practice files. I volunteered (at my manager's suggestion). It's been mostly boring, and we all know how much I hate to be bored at work. It's probably the thing I hate most. Besides people who treat roundabouts like four-way stops. Or Dr. Pepper Ten.
Anywho, Monday morning I walked in and decided to sit at one of the desks at the back of the room thus making it easier to see when people raised their hands and needed help. I thought this was a brilliant plan. And it mostly was. Except I chose to sit by one of the two nut jobs in the class without knowing it and was stuck. Because, I mean, come on. How rude would it be to suddenly get up and change seats for no apparant reason after spending all day sitting next to someone? So I just told myself to smile and nod and hope he didn't have a complete mental breakdown and snap on me. I quickly discovered he has the tendancy of getting VERY frustrated VERY quickly when faced with something he doesn't understand. It does no good to try and remind him that this is something new and he's obviously going to have a learning curve. His response, "I didn't even want to be here in the first place! I was volun-TOLD I had to be here after telling my manager three different times I didn't want to do re-eval...*grumble* *grumble* *grumble*..."
Whenever I tried to explain something to him, or try to help him with his file, he would sigh heavily and dramatically, put his head in his hands, and tell me, "Nevermind. You don't understand what I'm asking." At which point I would look at one of the other processors that was there helping and get them to come over and see if THEY could help and understand him. Oiy. Luckily he graduated from training today and won't be coming back! This morning, however, he came in with a doosey (dewsy? dousey?)...a whopper of a tale that just made me want to laugh, but I was afraid to--not knowing what he would do to me as his emotions tend to balance on a VERY tiny wire.
The story was this: last night his roommate's girlfriend (who was sleeping over) had a nightmare and in her half-asleep (and still-intoxicated) stupor picked up her cellphone and called the police. The police showed up and angry dude (that's what I call him) was woken up suddenly from a sound sleep by an officer shining a maglite in his face. (They were checking the house after receiving the call alerting them to a potential crime taking place which was really just a dream. Are you keeping up?) In reflex to being woken up so suddenly, and unexpectedly, angry guy gets out of bed, grabs his three-foot sword that he has leaning up against the wall by his bed, and goes to lunge at the officer.
Yeah. That's right. Angry dude is one of those crazy medieval guys who has swords and knows how to use them. Who saw that one coming??
According to him, his fiance (who I guess was in bed with him?) said something (I don't know what, and I didn't ask), stopping him before he actually DID run the officer through with his sword. So that's good.
I just...
What do you say when someone tells you a story like that and it's something that really happened?! I had no response except in my head I thought, "Angry dude should NOT have access to medieval weaponry. That's just not good for anyone's health and safety."
Two more days (hopefully everyone will be graduated and done with their practice files by Friday) and I can go back to my nice, quiet cubicle where the only people who have swords are the hero's in my audio books--men who SHOULD have swords.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
time for some changes
It's been two years and four months since I moved into my house. It's time to change things up a bit. I was hesitant to do anything because I've been waiting for my roommate to finish moving in the pieces of furniture that she has but...she's been paying rent since March 15th and has yet to move any furniture in. So, I decided today to just make the changes I wanted and when she finally decides to finish moving in, I'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
I went around to about four different furniture stores today looking at couches and living room sets. I found a really pretty rug at Fry's Marketplace and a couch and loveseat set that I really liked as well. I bought the rug, but since I don't have a truck I decided to wait on buying the couches. A few hours later I was looking at more furniture online and I got a text from Esther asking if I wanted to meet up with them for dinner. I met J.R., Esther, the kiddos, Steven, and Kristen at Barro's Pizza. We had a fun impromptu pizza party, and the gluten-free pizza was surprisingly good! I asked J.R. if he would be willing to help me go get the couches (that I decided I wanted to buy) with his truck. He graciously said yes, so after dinner we drove over to Fry's Marketplace and got the set.
Here's the final effect:
The next thing I want to change is my bedroom. I found an awesome bedroom set online today that I really, really want!
I went around to about four different furniture stores today looking at couches and living room sets. I found a really pretty rug at Fry's Marketplace and a couch and loveseat set that I really liked as well. I bought the rug, but since I don't have a truck I decided to wait on buying the couches. A few hours later I was looking at more furniture online and I got a text from Esther asking if I wanted to meet up with them for dinner. I met J.R., Esther, the kiddos, Steven, and Kristen at Barro's Pizza. We had a fun impromptu pizza party, and the gluten-free pizza was surprisingly good! I asked J.R. if he would be willing to help me go get the couches (that I decided I wanted to buy) with his truck. He graciously said yes, so after dinner we drove over to Fry's Marketplace and got the set.
Here's the final effect:
I moved my old couch and two chairs that were in the front room into the Family Room area in the kitchen, along with the new rug I bought today. I think the new sitting room area is really cute! Barbara told me it was a "nice place to sit to warm yourself by the fire when it's cold." I just need some art to put on the wall behind the couch.
And here's my new living room set!
The next thing I want to change is my bedroom. I found an awesome bedroom set online today that I really, really want!
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