Cool ... audioblogger was still set to post to AAPATT, but I just copied and pasted the code and voila ... post is now where I wanted it to be.
Friday, April 29, 2005
All Who Wander Are Not Lost
Cool ... audioblogger was still set to post to AAPATT, but I just copied and pasted the code and voila ... post is now where I wanted it to be.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
T-Minus One And Counting
My time here is coming to a close.
I'll be in the office this afternoon and tomorrow morning and then ... summer vacation! Took matters into my own hands this morning at the staff meeting and informed my colleagues that I would be taking unused vacation time starting next week. I didn't discuss it in advance with my boss - I just told everyone (with absolutely no tears and no cracks in my voice) that since my position was ending on June 30, and since they have already advertised for my replacement, I would be taking my unused vacation time starting May 2.
I could tell that some of them were a little shocked that my departure was so imminent, and a couple of them have come in and had private conversations with me that have convinced me that I did the right thing in making the announcement myself. They respect me for the grace and dignity that I've shown, and I feel good about it too.
There is also universal agreement that I will go on to bigger and better things - when I'm ready. My plan was to take the summer off and not even look for a job until September, but just last night I scanned the classified ads and saw a position that sounds perfect for me. I'm debating about whether or not to apply ... the more I think about it, the more I think I should at least send in my resume. We'll see.
I'll be in the office this afternoon and tomorrow morning and then ... summer vacation! Took matters into my own hands this morning at the staff meeting and informed my colleagues that I would be taking unused vacation time starting next week. I didn't discuss it in advance with my boss - I just told everyone (with absolutely no tears and no cracks in my voice) that since my position was ending on June 30, and since they have already advertised for my replacement, I would be taking my unused vacation time starting May 2.
I could tell that some of them were a little shocked that my departure was so imminent, and a couple of them have come in and had private conversations with me that have convinced me that I did the right thing in making the announcement myself. They respect me for the grace and dignity that I've shown, and I feel good about it too.
There is also universal agreement that I will go on to bigger and better things - when I'm ready. My plan was to take the summer off and not even look for a job until September, but just last night I scanned the classified ads and saw a position that sounds perfect for me. I'm debating about whether or not to apply ... the more I think about it, the more I think I should at least send in my resume. We'll see.
Monday, April 25, 2005
By The Light Of The Moon
Just a tease from my other blog ...
It was only after we finished that I noticed the moon. Lying on my stomach, propped up by a pillow, I gazed out the window across the park and saw it - a full moon. The sky was clear and if there were any stars out, I couldn't see them. He was spent and starting to drift off, but I nudged him awake and pulled the curtain aside so he could see the shining orb.
"I ordered it just for you," he said, and we both smiled at the absurdity of the statement.
It was only after we finished that I noticed the moon. Lying on my stomach, propped up by a pillow, I gazed out the window across the park and saw it - a full moon. The sky was clear and if there were any stars out, I couldn't see them. He was spent and starting to drift off, but I nudged him awake and pulled the curtain aside so he could see the shining orb.
"I ordered it just for you," he said, and we both smiled at the absurdity of the statement.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
That Was Easy
I guess I shouldn't be surprised. This week's challenge on "The Apprentice" was to design an office product that Staples could market. And thus the Desk Apprentice was born. As soon as I saw it, I went over to Staples.com and sure enough, you can get your very own for $34.99.
That was easy.
That was easy.
A Sisyphian Task?
In an email exchange with my housemate, Phil, this morning, I commented that I was trying to wrap things up here in the office - "So close and yet so far from being done ..."
He responded and reminded me that he had gone through a very similar experience four years ago when he was denied tenure. He compared it to the myth of Sisyphus, who "was asked to do a futile and frustrating task, but he 'keeps his chin up' and accepts it as it was part of his responsibility. After I knew I had been denied tenure, I kept thinking of that myth - and the futility of doing my job, but also of the pride I took in doing it well. There was no way I was going to let the people who sabotaged me get the satisfaction of seeing me miserable and unhappy (even though there were plenty of times I felt that way), and compromising myself and my standards."
So, I have thoroughly prepped for tomorrow's donor visit, and now I am working on a report for the upcoming board meeting (to which I have not been invited) and when I'm done with that, I'll finish outlining suggested moves and strategies for my prospects. And whether or not 'the powers that be' recognize the exceptional final effort I have put forth, I will know that I did my job to the best of my ability, and I will hold my head high as I walk out the door.
T-minus two and a half and counting ...
He responded and reminded me that he had gone through a very similar experience four years ago when he was denied tenure. He compared it to the myth of Sisyphus, who "was asked to do a futile and frustrating task, but he 'keeps his chin up' and accepts it as it was part of his responsibility. After I knew I had been denied tenure, I kept thinking of that myth - and the futility of doing my job, but also of the pride I took in doing it well. There was no way I was going to let the people who sabotaged me get the satisfaction of seeing me miserable and unhappy (even though there were plenty of times I felt that way), and compromising myself and my standards."
So, I have thoroughly prepped for tomorrow's donor visit, and now I am working on a report for the upcoming board meeting (to which I have not been invited) and when I'm done with that, I'll finish outlining suggested moves and strategies for my prospects. And whether or not 'the powers that be' recognize the exceptional final effort I have put forth, I will know that I did my job to the best of my ability, and I will hold my head high as I walk out the door.
T-minus two and a half and counting ...
A Good Stiff Drink
That's what you get when you let your tea steep for longer than usual.
Had a headache hangover most of the day yesterday, but went to the gym anyway to try to sweat it out. Then signed up for some sessions in the tanning booth. I know better than to trust the 70 and low 80 degree temperatures we had earlier this week. In fact, by the time I went to bed last night, the temp had dropped 30 degrees, from 75 to 45 degrees. Welcome to spring in upstate New York.
It rained overnight and all of a sudden things are popping! Leaves are beginning to burst and the grass is greening up. Next up - pollen. Already some trees are dropping their buds and it won't be long and the yellow season will be upon us.
So, here I am in the office. We are at T-minus three and counting - I'm doing a donor visit tomorrow, and then I will be in the office Monday and Tuesday of next week and then ... that's all she wrote, folks. I was a little pissed at my boss on Tuesday because he insisted that I take a co-worker with me on this donor visit tomorrow, but I got over it. I'm just going to do the best job I can do, get the hell out of here and move on with my life.
Sounds like a plan.
Had a headache hangover most of the day yesterday, but went to the gym anyway to try to sweat it out. Then signed up for some sessions in the tanning booth. I know better than to trust the 70 and low 80 degree temperatures we had earlier this week. In fact, by the time I went to bed last night, the temp had dropped 30 degrees, from 75 to 45 degrees. Welcome to spring in upstate New York.
It rained overnight and all of a sudden things are popping! Leaves are beginning to burst and the grass is greening up. Next up - pollen. Already some trees are dropping their buds and it won't be long and the yellow season will be upon us.
So, here I am in the office. We are at T-minus three and counting - I'm doing a donor visit tomorrow, and then I will be in the office Monday and Tuesday of next week and then ... that's all she wrote, folks. I was a little pissed at my boss on Tuesday because he insisted that I take a co-worker with me on this donor visit tomorrow, but I got over it. I'm just going to do the best job I can do, get the hell out of here and move on with my life.
Sounds like a plan.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Way To Go, John!
I'm still awed and amazed by anyone who can run a marathon, and on Monday, John ran the Boston Marathon in 3:57:48. Way to go!
I drove to Boston on Sunday to meet John and his wife, Barbara, and to wish John well. They were very gracious and invited me to join them for the pre-race dinner down at Boston City Hall, which was just a short walk from their hotel. Barbara took this photo just before I departed - now that I've outed myself and am showing The Face, I can share it with everyone.
Again, congratulations John. And thanks for reminding me that it's important to have goals in life.
I drove to Boston on Sunday to meet John and his wife, Barbara, and to wish John well. They were very gracious and invited me to join them for the pre-race dinner down at Boston City Hall, which was just a short walk from their hotel. Barbara took this photo just before I departed - now that I've outed myself and am showing The Face, I can share it with everyone.
Again, congratulations John. And thanks for reminding me that it's important to have goals in life.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Strange Days
I'm fighting a migraine. I have no idea where it came from. I ate dinner and drank some caffeine and took my Imitrex, but it doesn't seem to be working. Sucks to be me right now.
But on to the title of my post ... it's that time of year when it can get really warm during the day, yet still be cold overnight. It was still hovering around 75 degrees outside when I got home at 6:30, and the house felt cool by comparison. The end result is that you just want to stay outside until it gets dark or the temperature drops, whichever comes first.
I tried to connect my outdoor hose, but it seems as though the connector is stripped, so whenever I turned on the faucet, the nozzle kept shifting on the hose and leaking all over the place. Guess that will be a weekend project.
I have a bad habit of not unpacking after a trip, so I still have a half-filled suitcase on the floor, and I also have several under-the-bed bins sitting out, waiting for the semi-annual shifting of the closets (i.e. taking out the shorts and putting away the turtlenecks). The end result is that the bedroom is trashed, and it's not helping my mood.
God this is a wicked headache.
But on to the title of my post ... it's that time of year when it can get really warm during the day, yet still be cold overnight. It was still hovering around 75 degrees outside when I got home at 6:30, and the house felt cool by comparison. The end result is that you just want to stay outside until it gets dark or the temperature drops, whichever comes first.
I tried to connect my outdoor hose, but it seems as though the connector is stripped, so whenever I turned on the faucet, the nozzle kept shifting on the hose and leaking all over the place. Guess that will be a weekend project.
I have a bad habit of not unpacking after a trip, so I still have a half-filled suitcase on the floor, and I also have several under-the-bed bins sitting out, waiting for the semi-annual shifting of the closets (i.e. taking out the shorts and putting away the turtlenecks). The end result is that the bedroom is trashed, and it's not helping my mood.
God this is a wicked headache.
How Did She Know?
I've been feeling a little down and overwhelmed this afternoon (part of it because the soda machine is sold out of Diet Pepsi and I exhausted my personal stash) and somehow my mother knew because she just sent me an e-card and the message read:
"I believe in you and know that something wonderful is waiting for you."
Excuse me while I grab a tissue ...
"I believe in you and know that something wonderful is waiting for you."
Excuse me while I grab a tissue ...
Anything But Ordinary
That's my new favorite song. Somehow it got into one of my iPod playlists, and the more I hear it, the more it resonates with me.
"Anything But Ordinary"
Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby
Sometimes I drive so fast
Just to feel the danger
I wanna scream
It makes me feel alive
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
Let down your defences
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
that this world is a beautiful
accident turbulent succulent
opulent permanent, no way
I wanna taste it
Don't wanna waste it away
Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh my self to sleep
It's my lullaby
Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
Is it enough?
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
"Anything But Ordinary"
Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby
Sometimes I drive so fast
Just to feel the danger
I wanna scream
It makes me feel alive
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
Let down your defences
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
that this world is a beautiful
accident turbulent succulent
opulent permanent, no way
I wanna taste it
Don't wanna waste it away
Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh my self to sleep
It's my lullaby
Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
Is it enough?
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Friday, April 08, 2005
Oh My!
This just in ... when searching for "drunk women with male strippers pic of male strippers getting a blow job" at att.net, this blog comes up as the 10th result.
Imagine that.
No, really - imagine that because there are no such pics here.
Imagine that.
No, really - imagine that because there are no such pics here.
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I give up.
Trying to wrap things up here in the office - I'm off to Charleston SC for a little vacation with my mother on Monday and will be audioposting next week (brace yourself, Barrie).
Looks like it's going to be a beautiful weekend here so I'll probably overdose on yardwork - because Lord knows I can't count on the housemate doing it for me when I'm gone! Besides, I like to do it.
Have a good one, everyone.
Trying to wrap things up here in the office - I'm off to Charleston SC for a little vacation with my mother on Monday and will be audioposting next week (brace yourself, Barrie).
Looks like it's going to be a beautiful weekend here so I'll probably overdose on yardwork - because Lord knows I can't count on the housemate doing it for me when I'm gone! Besides, I like to do it.
Have a good one, everyone.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
The Thing About Turning 40
Had a call today from a customer service rep with whom I do business, and I figured it was as good a time as any to tell her that my tenure here at this fine institution was going to be coming to an end. She expressed sincere regret and asked me about my plans for the future. I told her it was a watershed year for me, what with turning 40 and all, and that I was going to take the summer off and think about life for a while.
She congratulated me and told me she had a good friend who once expressed frustration with folks that whine and complain about turning 40. She said that 40 was a great time to be a woman because by then you know what you don't want, you know what you do want, and best of all - you know how to get it!
Amen, sister.
Now, if I could just figure out the part about what I do and don't want ...
She congratulated me and told me she had a good friend who once expressed frustration with folks that whine and complain about turning 40. She said that 40 was a great time to be a woman because by then you know what you don't want, you know what you do want, and best of all - you know how to get it!
Amen, sister.
Now, if I could just figure out the part about what I do and don't want ...
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Carter's Got Class
I'm sure some hot-blooded radical out there will disagree with me, but I'm going to say it anyway.
Jimmy Carter's got class.
Turns out we've only got five tickets to the Pope's funeral, and Jimmy Carter is not going to get one. I'm not sure how the story is being circulated, but the bottom line is this - five people will be representing the good old U. S. of A. at the funeral: President and Mrs. Bush, former presidents Bush and Clinton, and Condoleeza Rice.
No matter how he got snubbed, he got snubbed. While you might convince me that as the Secretary of State, Condie deserves to go, I think she could have stepped aside for a former president - the first and only president to entertain the Pope at the White House. Jimmy could have asked that we ask for more tickets (I know it's a crass term, but I'm not sure how else to phrase it) to the funeral, but he won't.
Cause he's got class.
Wonder if Bill Frist and the rest of Congress who are chartering a plane and crashing the party without tickets or even hotel rooms, for that matter, will invite Jimmy to stow away with them?
If they do, I hope he says no.
Jimmy Carter's got class.
Turns out we've only got five tickets to the Pope's funeral, and Jimmy Carter is not going to get one. I'm not sure how the story is being circulated, but the bottom line is this - five people will be representing the good old U. S. of A. at the funeral: President and Mrs. Bush, former presidents Bush and Clinton, and Condoleeza Rice.
No matter how he got snubbed, he got snubbed. While you might convince me that as the Secretary of State, Condie deserves to go, I think she could have stepped aside for a former president - the first and only president to entertain the Pope at the White House. Jimmy could have asked that we ask for more tickets (I know it's a crass term, but I'm not sure how else to phrase it) to the funeral, but he won't.
Cause he's got class.
Wonder if Bill Frist and the rest of Congress who are chartering a plane and crashing the party without tickets or even hotel rooms, for that matter, will invite Jimmy to stow away with them?
If they do, I hope he says no.
Morning Greetings
The Big Boss: Good morning, Kenna. How are you?
Me: Sore.
The Big Boss: ...
When you ask someone how they are, do you really expect an answer? Do you really care?
Me: Sore.
The Big Boss: ...
When you ask someone how they are, do you really expect an answer? Do you really care?
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Cinco de Mayo
I've been getting an inordinate number of hits based on people searching Google images for Cinco de Mayo. Last year I wished y'all a Happy Cinco de Mayo and used an image from Google, thus the hits. I think.
But seeing that today is April 5, that means that Cinco de Mayo is just one month away. And this year Cinco de Mayo takes on an even greater significance. I have decided that Thursday, May 5 - Cinco de Mayo - shall be the start of my 40th birthday celebration.
I've never been a big birthday person, but I've been thinking and talking about turning 40 for most of the past year. I don't want to be one of those people that moans and complains about turning 40. I want to celebrate it.
You heard about my party on February 11. The owner of the restaurant where that party was held has already told me that he is planning a Cinco de Mayo celebration. My birthday is actually May 9, and as of May 2 I am supposed to be officially on vacation. So, why not start the birthday celebration on May 5?
If any of you want to join me for my weekend long birthday bash, let me know!
But seeing that today is April 5, that means that Cinco de Mayo is just one month away. And this year Cinco de Mayo takes on an even greater significance. I have decided that Thursday, May 5 - Cinco de Mayo - shall be the start of my 40th birthday celebration.
I've never been a big birthday person, but I've been thinking and talking about turning 40 for most of the past year. I don't want to be one of those people that moans and complains about turning 40. I want to celebrate it.
You heard about my party on February 11. The owner of the restaurant where that party was held has already told me that he is planning a Cinco de Mayo celebration. My birthday is actually May 9, and as of May 2 I am supposed to be officially on vacation. So, why not start the birthday celebration on May 5?
If any of you want to join me for my weekend long birthday bash, let me know!
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Tried posting this yesterday but Blogger kept kicking my ass and I have a feeling it may continue to do so today.
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