Wow. So the school I want to apply to was able to find this blog. That was a little freaky to me. Just reminded me how easy it is to find information on the Internet. I thought that this was anonymous...
Today is the town's Memorial Day parade. I guess it's actually one of the biggest in the state. I live right on Main St, and so everyone is coming over to sit on the front lawn to watch the parade. The weather is simply amazing today, which is cool. Another excuse to sit and get some of that Vitamin D! (A friend of mine at work has come up with that rationalization for sitting in the sun. Yes I know about the risk of skin cancer, I just love having a tan. Not an overwhelming one, but I really prefer not to look like a vampire.) And then this afternoon another friend in town is having a picnic, so I'm headed there. Then after that, Preschool Queen needs some help in her classroom. Travel Girl to the rescue! (I feel like I should have a cape...or at least some cool boots!)
Yesterday Preschool Queen and I went to the semi-annual sale of our favorite jewelry line. Ya just can't ask for anything more than really discounted sales!!! I mean necklaces that sell in retail stores for anywhere from $30 to $60 on sale for...get ready for it...$4. Yes, I said $4. Now it's understandable that I have a bazillion necklaces, no? And then after that, we picked up Captain Contrary (who was at his MOST contrary...) and went to see PIRATES! Was it as good as the first? Nope. But it was good. Really, any excuse to sit and watch Orlando Bloom for 2 hours and 47 minutes is just fine with me. It was I think the most violent of the three, actually surprised me how violent it was considering it is a Disney movie. Certainly earned it's PG-13 rating. Don't know if I would have let my 7 year old watch it; but he's not mine and it's not my decision.
Did I mention that I've fallen now twice in the last 4 days? Yep, Mom should have named my Gracie. The first time was Thursday evening as I was trying to go to work. I had such a cute outfit on, too. I was walking down the hill, instead of taking the stairs, to the street, slipped and fell. Just scraped up my hand and bruised my wrist; but because it's Main St, tons of people saw. How embarrassing! And of course I had to go back inside to change the now completely grass stained skirt... And then I did it again on Saturday when I was with Preschool Queen and family. We went to get ice cream after Captain Contrary's baseball game, and I fell down the stairs in the shop. As I was sitting at the bottom of the stairs assessing the damage, Captain Contrary looked over at me and said, "Auntie TG why are you down there?" I just couldn't resist and told him that it just seemed like a good idea. Big bruise this time! Such a klutz! I guess that's life, though.
Enjoy Memorial Day, and take a few minutes and thank a veteran! It's because of their sacrifice that we have all the freedoms that we do. They deserve our thanks and so much more!!!
28 May 2007
24 May 2007
New Happenings
I'm applying for Grad School!!! Like now. And if I get in, I'll be starting in September!!! I'm excited and nervous and thrilled at the opportunity. Okay, so I've been talking about it for a while, but here's the run down on what has happened recently.
With where I am at work, I'm stuck. I can't move further up the pay scale because I'm maxed out at my office. In order to make the next jump, I need either field experience (of which I have none) or a Master's degree. Norwich University has a wonderful program in Diplomacy, which would open up all sorts of doors for me. Anyway, they have posted MANY positions for Adjudications, which is the next pay grade up from mine. Basically, the job is with Citizenship and Immigration Services (CIS) and it's responsibilities include adjudicating applications. It's not at all what I want to do. It's 180 degrees from where I want to be. I want to get further into the Intel side of things. I was told to apply to further my career, but I think that the Masters will more effectively do that for me. Anyway...last night at work we were talking about all of this (most people in my office are applying) and I was lamenting back and forth what the right thing to do was. Will looked at me and basically told me to get off my butt and apply for Grad School so I could get the job I want. Gotta love that he's there for the push whether or not I want it. His point was that I want to leave the area and don't want to do that without a job on the horizon, and that this was the best way to go about being able to head in the direction I want. So, I called this afternoon and I'm applying. Now I need to find the money. Hello financial aid!!! It's only money, right? And this is "good debt". As if there was such a thing.
He did offer some other advice as well. He told me that sometimes we need to take chances. His point was that if I really want to move to NC, I should just do it. Just pack up my things and move. Take the chance that there will be something there for me to do. He pointed out that he and his wife had done that when they came back to VT. And he does have a point. Sometimes you do need to take chances and a leap of faith. I just don't know if this is one of those times. I have a coveted position with the Federal Government. Benefits like these don't come along every day. But it is a thought to ponder.
Oh and an update to my weekend. I did go see the Ex's grandmother. She didn't know who I was. It broke my heart and I can't think about it, let alone write about it.
With where I am at work, I'm stuck. I can't move further up the pay scale because I'm maxed out at my office. In order to make the next jump, I need either field experience (of which I have none) or a Master's degree. Norwich University has a wonderful program in Diplomacy, which would open up all sorts of doors for me. Anyway, they have posted MANY positions for Adjudications, which is the next pay grade up from mine. Basically, the job is with Citizenship and Immigration Services (CIS) and it's responsibilities include adjudicating applications. It's not at all what I want to do. It's 180 degrees from where I want to be. I want to get further into the Intel side of things. I was told to apply to further my career, but I think that the Masters will more effectively do that for me. Anyway...last night at work we were talking about all of this (most people in my office are applying) and I was lamenting back and forth what the right thing to do was. Will looked at me and basically told me to get off my butt and apply for Grad School so I could get the job I want. Gotta love that he's there for the push whether or not I want it. His point was that I want to leave the area and don't want to do that without a job on the horizon, and that this was the best way to go about being able to head in the direction I want. So, I called this afternoon and I'm applying. Now I need to find the money. Hello financial aid!!! It's only money, right? And this is "good debt". As if there was such a thing.
He did offer some other advice as well. He told me that sometimes we need to take chances. His point was that if I really want to move to NC, I should just do it. Just pack up my things and move. Take the chance that there will be something there for me to do. He pointed out that he and his wife had done that when they came back to VT. And he does have a point. Sometimes you do need to take chances and a leap of faith. I just don't know if this is one of those times. I have a coveted position with the Federal Government. Benefits like these don't come along every day. But it is a thought to ponder.
Oh and an update to my weekend. I did go see the Ex's grandmother. She didn't know who I was. It broke my heart and I can't think about it, let alone write about it.
21 May 2007
The New Look
Wow, so I've been pretty bad at this lately. No excuses, I know. OT has been crazy, really. But the paychecks are too good to pass up. And really, once you get used to it, 10 hours is just not such a big deal. It just does a number on the social life; but since mine is non-existent to begin with, it doesn't really seem to matter to me.
Last week, I got my hair cut. I mean seriously chopped off. My hairdresser, who is just the coolest ever, chopped probably 7 inches off my hair. So now it's above my shoulders and really cute. It's cut a lot like Jenny McCarthy's hair is, or Posh Spice but a little longer. And it looks awesome. Will didn't know that I was going to have it done; and when he saw it, he just said, "Wow!" It was precisely the reaction I was hoping for. Even people that I barely know at work are coming up to me and telling me that it looks amazing. Preschool Queen didn't know that I was going to do it either, and I stopped over on Saturday and she almost shouted about it. She loves it.
In other big news, my work posted a supervisory position. So I decided to put in for it. I'm trying not to get too excited about it, but I really would love to have it. Several of the supervisors on thirds recommended I apply for it, so who knows maybe my chances are better than I think they are. So, we'll see. The posting closes on Wednesday and then after that, I'll know. Everybody think good thoughts for me, I'm sure I'll need them.
On the sadder side of things, I learned that the Ex's gram is very sick. So, I'm going to see her tomorrow. And I'm really not looking forward to it. I have put it off for a while, but I really don't want to miss saying goodbye. I'd regret that much more than anything else. So, if you pray, say some prayers for his family. I know they are hurting right now.
Last week, I got my hair cut. I mean seriously chopped off. My hairdresser, who is just the coolest ever, chopped probably 7 inches off my hair. So now it's above my shoulders and really cute. It's cut a lot like Jenny McCarthy's hair is, or Posh Spice but a little longer. And it looks awesome. Will didn't know that I was going to have it done; and when he saw it, he just said, "Wow!" It was precisely the reaction I was hoping for. Even people that I barely know at work are coming up to me and telling me that it looks amazing. Preschool Queen didn't know that I was going to do it either, and I stopped over on Saturday and she almost shouted about it. She loves it.
In other big news, my work posted a supervisory position. So I decided to put in for it. I'm trying not to get too excited about it, but I really would love to have it. Several of the supervisors on thirds recommended I apply for it, so who knows maybe my chances are better than I think they are. So, we'll see. The posting closes on Wednesday and then after that, I'll know. Everybody think good thoughts for me, I'm sure I'll need them.
On the sadder side of things, I learned that the Ex's gram is very sick. So, I'm going to see her tomorrow. And I'm really not looking forward to it. I have put it off for a while, but I really don't want to miss saying goodbye. I'd regret that much more than anything else. So, if you pray, say some prayers for his family. I know they are hurting right now.
15 May 2007
Venting Cranky Post
Okay I need to vent.
Here's the thing. I work nights. I don't believe this is news to anyone. Preschool Queen and Homer only have one vehicle right now; and so I've been picking up some slack making sure that Captain Contrary gets to his Little League games on time. Several weeks ago, she asked me to pick him up tomorrow afternoon. She and I haven't spoken or emailed in about a week; so today when I was at their house doing my laundry, I left her a note asking her to call me to confirm whether or not they still need me to pick up Captain Contrary. Nothing. No call. No email. Nothing. Doing this for them requires me to completely change my sleep schedule. I thought first of all she knew that and second of all would have enough courtesy to call and let me know one way or another. I don't think it's too much to ask. I guess I consider it simple courtesy. And yes, I'm pretty ticked off about this. Is it that hard to make a 2 minute phone call?
On to the other thing I want to vent about. Every time I think that my work can't get any lower in the way they treat the employees, I'm surprised and proven wrong all over again. Will was forced into the phone job that I wouldn't volunteer for. And I feel a lot of guilt over it. Had I just volunteered, he wouldn't be in this position. Part of me feels that this is truly all my fault. And like I said, I feel really terrible. And they gave him no notice. We showed up on Saturday night, and he was told to pack up his stuff and move. I have never seen him so angry. He held his temper with the supervisors, but really kind of let it go on me.
It really sucks. Even though it was only one night, I already missed having him upstairs with me. One of the ladies commented that I looked like a lost puppy without him around. I kind of felt like a lost puppy without him around as well. Work wasn't nearly as fun Saturday night as it usually is with him around. It really, really sucks!
Okay, I'm done venting...I'm sure there'll be a happier post next time!
Here's the thing. I work nights. I don't believe this is news to anyone. Preschool Queen and Homer only have one vehicle right now; and so I've been picking up some slack making sure that Captain Contrary gets to his Little League games on time. Several weeks ago, she asked me to pick him up tomorrow afternoon. She and I haven't spoken or emailed in about a week; so today when I was at their house doing my laundry, I left her a note asking her to call me to confirm whether or not they still need me to pick up Captain Contrary. Nothing. No call. No email. Nothing. Doing this for them requires me to completely change my sleep schedule. I thought first of all she knew that and second of all would have enough courtesy to call and let me know one way or another. I don't think it's too much to ask. I guess I consider it simple courtesy. And yes, I'm pretty ticked off about this. Is it that hard to make a 2 minute phone call?
On to the other thing I want to vent about. Every time I think that my work can't get any lower in the way they treat the employees, I'm surprised and proven wrong all over again. Will was forced into the phone job that I wouldn't volunteer for. And I feel a lot of guilt over it. Had I just volunteered, he wouldn't be in this position. Part of me feels that this is truly all my fault. And like I said, I feel really terrible. And they gave him no notice. We showed up on Saturday night, and he was told to pack up his stuff and move. I have never seen him so angry. He held his temper with the supervisors, but really kind of let it go on me.
It really sucks. Even though it was only one night, I already missed having him upstairs with me. One of the ladies commented that I looked like a lost puppy without him around. I kind of felt like a lost puppy without him around as well. Work wasn't nearly as fun Saturday night as it usually is with him around. It really, really sucks!
Okay, I'm done venting...I'm sure there'll be a happier post next time!
09 May 2007
Captain Contrary's Game
Travel Kitty is finally gracing me with her presence again. I knew she would eventually stop hating me; I was just worried that she'd never come out from under the bed again! Really glad she did though.
So, Captain Contrary had his first little league game on Monday night. The weather was just perfect; and the game was a lot of fun. The kids were so cute. He had a hit and scored a run and was so totally psyched about it. I was really glad I was there. I took tons of photos, too. I was actually surprised that neither of his parents thought to bring a camera. I mean, it was his first little league game. Sure, last year he played t-ball, but this is totally different. He's got another game tonight that I'm going to try to get to...no promises, though.
So, Captain Contrary had his first little league game on Monday night. The weather was just perfect; and the game was a lot of fun. The kids were so cute. He had a hit and scored a run and was so totally psyched about it. I was really glad I was there. I took tons of photos, too. I was actually surprised that neither of his parents thought to bring a camera. I mean, it was his first little league game. Sure, last year he played t-ball, but this is totally different. He's got another game tonight that I'm going to try to get to...no promises, though.
07 May 2007
The Howling Dog Downstairs
I truly apologize for lack of posting lately. I have been dealing with a few difficult things, that I didn't want to write about; so I thought rather than be pissy about something here; I would just wait until it worked itself out. And it has, I think...
As I sit here with the windows open enjoying the beautiful sunshine and warm weather; my ears are being accosted with the sound of my landlord's black lab. He barks, or rather howls, constantly when one of them isn't home. I honestly can't think of many things more annoying than that. And then he gets the other dog going. Such fun. Now, don't get me wrong. I love dogs; but then need to be well behaved. And they need to not bark all damn day long.
Travel Kitty (my very sweet cat) had her teeth cleaned today. So, she's still at the vet's office recovering from the whole experience. Hopefully she'll eventually tolerate my company again. She was some sorta ticked off this morning when I dropped her off. She actually tried to make an escape. I didn't realize that part of her carrier was still unzipped; but she did, and as I was carrying her down the stairs, she jumped out! Unfortunately for her, there was no place she could go, we were on the stairs between two closed doors. Anyway, she'll be home soon, thank goodness!
Yesterday Preschool Queen and I went shopping. I was in need of some serious retail therapy after the week I had. Anyway, I've realized that I will never go anyplace without my camera again. She made me try on this one outfit that was so incredibly bad; no let me restate that. It was something I wouldn't even wish on my worst enemy. Anyway, the outfit was so very bad that it had us in hysterical laughter; so much so that we were both in tears over it. Seriously, it was bad. I wish I had a picture. It could have been the perfect scrapbook page. For real. Anyway, we had an awesome day; I got some clothes that look great (I know, like I need any more clothes...) and we had a lovely lunch. There was a college girl, probably 19 or so, and her tragically hip boyfriend and her father and grandmother at the table next to us. And she was talking about her roommate, who was "really deep, ya know? She's really deep, not like the blond one, she's just deep." Preschool Queen and I wanted to ask her what she could possibly mean by this statement; but instead just laughed as we walked away from the restaurant later. All in all, it was a great day! Just amazing how things can be so very different just a few days later!
As I sit here with the windows open enjoying the beautiful sunshine and warm weather; my ears are being accosted with the sound of my landlord's black lab. He barks, or rather howls, constantly when one of them isn't home. I honestly can't think of many things more annoying than that. And then he gets the other dog going. Such fun. Now, don't get me wrong. I love dogs; but then need to be well behaved. And they need to not bark all damn day long.
Travel Kitty (my very sweet cat) had her teeth cleaned today. So, she's still at the vet's office recovering from the whole experience. Hopefully she'll eventually tolerate my company again. She was some sorta ticked off this morning when I dropped her off. She actually tried to make an escape. I didn't realize that part of her carrier was still unzipped; but she did, and as I was carrying her down the stairs, she jumped out! Unfortunately for her, there was no place she could go, we were on the stairs between two closed doors. Anyway, she'll be home soon, thank goodness!
Yesterday Preschool Queen and I went shopping. I was in need of some serious retail therapy after the week I had. Anyway, I've realized that I will never go anyplace without my camera again. She made me try on this one outfit that was so incredibly bad; no let me restate that. It was something I wouldn't even wish on my worst enemy. Anyway, the outfit was so very bad that it had us in hysterical laughter; so much so that we were both in tears over it. Seriously, it was bad. I wish I had a picture. It could have been the perfect scrapbook page. For real. Anyway, we had an awesome day; I got some clothes that look great (I know, like I need any more clothes...) and we had a lovely lunch. There was a college girl, probably 19 or so, and her tragically hip boyfriend and her father and grandmother at the table next to us. And she was talking about her roommate, who was "really deep, ya know? She's really deep, not like the blond one, she's just deep." Preschool Queen and I wanted to ask her what she could possibly mean by this statement; but instead just laughed as we walked away from the restaurant later. All in all, it was a great day! Just amazing how things can be so very different just a few days later!
01 May 2007
I found more Cards!!!
So, these are the cards I made when Lead Baby was born.
And here are two of the Christmas Cards I've done in the past....
I think one of my favorite cards that I've done in the past were the Christmas cards I did last year for Lead Momma and Dr Spaz. I didn't save any of them, though. Lead Momma, can you or anyone on your Christmas card list help?
I think one of my favorite cards that I've done in the past were the Christmas cards I did last year for Lead Momma and Dr Spaz. I didn't save any of them, though. Lead Momma, can you or anyone on your Christmas card list help?
Anniversary Invitations
This is the prototype for Preschool Queen and Homer's 10 Anniversary celebration. I've been working on them for a couple days now, and it should take me just a few days more and I'll be done. I simply love doing this. I haven't taken any pictures of the other cards I've done, and I rather regret that. I've done all sorts of cards for Lead Momma...maybe she's got some photos. So, see, I can be pretty darn creative! What do people think?
I'm still not looking forward to going to this event solo; but it'll be okay, I guess!
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