Friday, April 30, 2010
I finally saw my daughter's high school musical tonight, "Suessical the Musical." I had school the last two nights so I missed those. I'll be going again tomorrow night, too. I survived the day with another headache (literally) in which I had an MRI on my neck for. I was really expecting them to say I was a host body for an alien that is trying to crawl out of the back of my head but they didn't say that. They said I have a couple of bulging discs in the bottom of my neck. So I'm like, "Great. More bulges." No more pictures of the back of my head now. At least I still have cute ankles.
So back to Ali and Suessical. This is her with a girl she grew up with that lived in our old neighborhood. "Aubs" was a fancy bird and Ali was Gertrude McFuzz. So cute to see them 13 years down the road.
Here's Ali with the Horton/Gertrude offspring. If only having children were as easy as sitting on an egg. My Mimi was jealous and thought she should have played the hatchling. Another star is rising!
Here is Ali with her bestie, Joey giving Horton a little kiss. Joey was a Who and was a darn darlin' Who! I don't know who Horton really is. I wouldn't recognize him on the street without his trunk.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I'm suddenly not feeling so bad about being caught half naked at the pool. Though I cover up a little more than those girls and others are grateful. Are we ever satisfied? Too hot, too cold. Too young, too old. Too poor, too rich. Nah. Is it possible to be too rich? I'd like to find out.
Right now my hair is too short. When I went to the hairdresser two weeks ago, my hair was NOT too long. She asked, "How much should we take off, and inch? Half an inch?" I said, "Let's keep the length and just thin it out." I thought maybe I'd try once again to grow it a little longer.
Well, she colored it back to my natural color (blonde, of course) and then came the haircut. The deal is I've been going to this hairdresser for the 14 years I've lived in the states, after living in Australia for seven years. She cut my hair before I moved to Australia, so I've known her over 20 years. Therefore, we are comfortable talking about a lot of things. I'm no longer comfortable.
The subject was her husband. He was in big trouble. The more she talked about him the shorter my hair became. Next thing you know it was lesbian short. It looks awful. My hair has never been this short before. I feel like I need to explain to people that I am straight. I didn't say anything after she was done, because after I wash it and do it myself it usually looks better. It didn't. The next day I looked in the mirror and I thought swear words. Mainly the question, "What the hell?" I just wanted to cry. But it's just dead protein growing out of my head and it grows back, right? Two weeks later and I still have a man's hairdo. Almost a comb over.
My friends at work said, "Oh, you're back to blonde." When they saw my awful hair. They didn't say, "Cute haircut," or anything. Just that I was back to blonde. My brother said yesterday he hated my hair and wanted to disown me. My husband said, "I do not like your hair that short." My kids were shocked. WTH? What's the use of having a nice face if your hair sucks?
The problem is, I've been going to her for a long time. I haven't been very happy with my hair for the last several cuts and colors. I don't know if she's losing her touch or if she's in too big of a hurry because she usually has a couple of clients processing at a time. Once she over processed my hair and it came out looking ash gray instead of ash blonde. I sent her a note on Facebook and let her know I didn't know what to do with my hair being this short. She said, "Come in and get some wax." I said, "I already have products." What to do, what to do. Friendship......or nice hair?
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Here is my darling daughter with her cute boyfriend. I thought I would only torture you with only three pictures...... though I have many, many more. I haven't looked at the disk full that Joey's dad sent over, yet. One might just happen to slip in in another post. Thanks for tolerating my brag moment. I just love that girl! She has amazing friends, too.
Friday, April 23, 2010
We (the secretaries) went out to lunch today with our two bosses. One boss is a serious kind of guy......retiring in the near future. Everyone walks on eggshells until they know what kind of day he is having. I'm lucky because I come in last and miss any action, so I've never seen it. He's always very nice to me.
As we were waiting for our table, Boss was standing next to me when the subject turned to horoscopes and astrology. That reminded me of this story, which I shared with the other eight co-workers:
My friend and I were in the mall one day and there was a psychic there reading palms. She tried to coax us over and we said, "No. We don't really believe in that stuff."
She said, "Well, I can tell you are both Aquarius." That was a little freaky so we went over to talk to her. She asked if she could read my palm and I told her I didn't believe in that stuff and she said, "I won't even charge you. I just think you would have an interesting palm."
So I let her humor herself and look at my palm. She said, "You had a life before this life. You were a dog." I just kind of laughed.
"You were a family pet who was well loved and you were tragically ran over by a stagecoach and that is how you died."
"Okay. Well thanks," I said and as we were ready to walk off she said, "To prove it you have a bump on your left shoulder." We laughed and walked off. Later out of curiosity, I felt my shoulder and sure enough there is a lump.
My co-workers listened intently. I felt my shoulder and said, "I seriously have a lump on my shoulder. Feel right here, Boss." As he reached over I snapped at his hand and let out a vicious bark. He retracted his hand quickly and we all laughed hysterically.
This is a great joke to play on your kids, too. I can see it in your future to tell that story because I know you have a great sense-of-humor! Let me know how it goes!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
1. The person sitting behind me needs to blow his nose. It is whistling. His breathing sounds like he's fallen asleep with a deep breath in......pause......deep breath out. It whistles every night of class. I'd like to stick a flash drive up his nose.
2. There's not very many females in that class. One with piercings on her face and a lady who looks like a retired hippy. She has a long gray braid going down her back and wears strange clothes. I think she may be wearing a tent from Woodstock. That makes me the hottest! Hottest....burning binary code on disks.....
3. Multimedia, authoring tools, RAM, ROM, videos, kHz, interface........
4. I wish I could have a cookie dough milkshake this late at night and not gain weight.
5. Ethernet, LAN, WAN.....
6. I wonder what my blog friends are up to?
7. SCSI is pronounced "scuzzy." What's it mean again?
8. Trying to think of something for my blog.....funny.....
9. Bitmap, vector.......
10. What kind of memory doesn't lose info if the power goes out? Do I have RAM in my head?
I now know what a computer geek thinks. I've crossed over to another dimension. My next class will be Photoshop so I hope I have more creative thoughts then. "Creativity is your greatest asset in multimedia." I can't turn it off.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Mimi announces, "It's Katie!"
I said, "Tell her to come in. COME IN, KATIE!" She says, "I CAN'T." So I come to the door, half tucked in, half tucked out (can't hide 'em) and she points behind her. Down my three stairs is a BABY CARRIAGE with her new adopted baby girl! So I had to go outside and show the neighbors, that yes, I am a pink maniac with a beer gut that is actually boobs without support, but who cares? It was a cute little precious bundle of perfect girlishness! She was asleep and looking so sweet. Now I have an excuse to go out and buy a cute pink outfit which will happen next Saturday because this one was shot.
I sang happy songs as I cleaned my toilet (or maybe I swore to familiar tunes) and had a meeting at the high school with the "Productions Director" to counsel her on colors. Did I mention my Ali is playing Gertrude McFuzz in "Suessical the Musical"? So it looks like my Tuesday night will be spent painting or detailing or something.
Then I took Ali to try on prom dresses at my friend's house and she is going to wear a very princessy pink dress. Daughter's just shouldn't look that cute at 17, they should wait until they are closer to breeding age, like 25. Especially, when she has a friend that she's been dating for the last eight months and has only graduated to boyfriend status two weeks ago. And you know how long it takes boys to mature. He's a sweet boy, but can he really last that long? Maybe I'll go to prom with them. That will be the true test. He has passed other tests, like he actually sang karaoke with me. And when I blamed him for leaving Mimi's Littlest Pet Shop toys all over the living room he said he wasn't finished playing with them. So he's quick, too. Maybe I could adopt him and make it really awkward.
To end my day I read all my favorite blogs and left brilliant comments on each of them. This is my world and I think they were brilliant. If I didn't leave a brilliant comment on yours, then let me know and I will rectify that.
Which brings me to my next topic (don't fall asleep yet) is HOW THE HECK do some people have so many followers? I read one un-named blog (not on my sidebar) with a gazillion followers and it was all about how wonderful they were and calling the readers names, which won't be repeated. I don't get it. "'Cause I'm so great and all you %$#(# love my butt!" Basically. I kinda get sick of that and un-follow their cocky butts. 'Cause I consider myself a friend and not a fan of some puffed up ego. Maybe none of you have ever visited blogs like that before. One power outage and POOF! Your fans are gone but your friends are here to stay. So I hope you didn't mind me bragging about my droopy boobs earlier.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Before that I worked other little jobs and met many wonderful people and learned great things - even from the adorable kids I substituted for, or taught art to. And before that I was a full-time mom to three wonderful kids. And before that I was a wife to a wonderful man, who has become even more wonderful over the years.
Errrrrt! Now I'm a part-time mom, part-time wife, working full-time, going to school part-time and then there's that necessary fun on the weekend which makes me a part-time friend. People have said, "You might have to give up blogging." You know who said those kind of nasties? People who don't read my blog - or any blogs. They don't get it. They don't get the artistic outlet of blogging and how much your blog friends mean. Even though some of us haven't even met, I feel like you're my friend and I love reading about your families and funny thoughts, too. I may have to blog a little less, but heck! Blogging has led me to my new career path in graphic design.
So you may be wondering how I'm doing in my classes. I clept out of a basic computer knowledge class. I finished my next ten hour "module" in 7.5 hours and got a 92% on my test. I'm almost done with my second "module" of 30 hours in about 15 hours and will take that test this week. I wish I could learn faster because I want to do the fun stuff, like design and draw. I was really worried that I would have a hard time retaining information because I seriously can't remember what I had for dinner last night. But so far so good. I was a good student back in the day, but it's been 25 years. So wish me luck! My next class is Photoshop, so I'm so excited to get started on that! Maybe I'll post more pictures of myself when I learn how to erase a chin!
So the next part of my wonderful world is I went shopping yesterday at JC Penney and I got three pairs of pants and a shirt to wear to work, a hoodie, two shirts and some leggins for Mimi all for $42!!!! I also had a Tupperware Party that morning and made lunch for my friends and it turned out wonderful. Then we got together with some friends in the evening and watched "Nacho Libre." Now I have a wonderful headache! Anyway, have a wonderful day!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
We shopped, got a Mrs. Field's cookie, bought a couple of fun things and Ali went to work. It was pouring down rain when we got in my van when I had a thought: If Jared picked us up after work, I could leave my van there at the mall and no one will have to go out again to pick Ali up at 10:00. Good plan. Jared agreed and I ran my keys back into the mall to Ali. Instead of dragging Mimi out in the rain again I had her wait in my van, but don't worry, I locked the doors while she played with her Littlest Pet Shop pets.
After giving my keys to Ali I ran to the van in the pelting rain and knocked on the window. Mimi came to the driver's side and pulled on the handle. "Unlock the door!" I yelled. She pushes on the window button. "NO! Unlock it! Push the button!" Meanwhile, the rain is POURING on me. She pulls on the handle again. Rain is soaking through two layers of fleece fabric in my hoodie. "Push the button! Right there - push it forward!"
"I don't know which button!" she's panicking, pulling on the handle again.
"OH MY HECK!" I'm freaking out because not only am I getting soaked, Mimi is locked in the car. It reminds me of the blonde who locked herself in the car and someone had to get a coat hanger to get her out. My daughter does not know how to unlock a car door without a remote control - nor can she roll down the windows without keys in the ignition. My husband pulls up and sees me standing outside of my car, treading water at this point and shouting at Mimi directions for unlocking the car. He had to stop his car and turn it off and bring the keys over to unlock the door. Yep, that's modern technology for you. Our next family meeting will be how to unlock the car door from the inside without a remote control.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
I dragged out an old photo of Mimi from Easter in 2006. She looks so innocently sweet. She has Brady in almost every photo we take of her, including our family Christmas portrait year before last. We had a very nice Easter at my step-family's house and had our traditional homemade Italian food - raviolis, gnocchis, Italian pizza (which is more like a quiche kind of thing) and lots of goodies. The littlies went on an Easter Egg hunt. It was nice to spend the day with family.
I had a headache most of the day and I laid in my bed with an icepack on my neck to try to relieve it (along with Excedrin, Klonapin and Jared massaging me) and my sweet little girl read a Junie B. Jones book to me while I had my eyes closed. It was the "Dumb Bunny" book. We both laughed at the funny parts. If you have never read any Junie B. Jones books, I highly recommend them. I read them when I substitued a first grade class and had to stop reading to laugh. They take about 20 minutes to read a whole book.
I don't know if I've mentioned I work full-time as a secretary and I'm now doing classes three nights a week going into graphic design. So far I'm enjoying it - lots to learn and gradually dusting the cobwebs out of my head. I haven't gotten to the fun stuff yet - just all the technical stuff explaining the broad range of career paths in multimedia.
I hope you had a very nice Easter!