Surprise Work Love!

Had quite a surprise today at work! My coworker and I have been working day, night and weekends to meet demands, and one of the departments we have been helping made us a big THANK YOU sign, and gave us each a box of chocolates, a coffee card, a spa gift certificate and made us a thank you card! Is that not sweet? I felt all warm and fuzzy. The VP even came by and gave us a special (expensive) designer blingy clip for either our glasses or badge. I'm feeling appreciated.

McD's and Sitcoms

OK I'm waaay too tired for an involved story. You'll have to wait on that one. I just worked 12 hours with a 3 hour round-trip commute. I also just ate a really stupid amount of McDonald's food and feel ill.

OMG I'm typing while I'm watching the new show "Modern Family" and its SLAYING me. I'm am so going to start saying "Chillax". That's 'chill' and 'relax' for you uncool people.

Bagels, Lox and Bat Socks!

Howz THAT for a title? Hee. I had a hankering for fresh salmon lox, and they are YUMMY. I also bought some vampire socks and bat socks, because, you know, I needed those.

People

I had this post in my head that I wanted to write, but now I've lost most it. I hate that. It was written well in my head, but now I fear it will sound discombobulated and stupid. Oh well, I guess I'll give it a shot anyway.

What I wanted to talk about is this:

The people you cross paths with, in life. We all come across many people, but every now and then someone comes along that has an impact on you. Someone that you never forget that either made you feel a certain way or did/said something that changed you forever. It could be as simple as a clerk in store, or someone you've become good friends with. Most of the time you forget or are unmoved by people, but occasionally an extraordinary one comes along. Usually, I've noticed, they have no idea about the impact they've had on you (unless you tell them). And so rarely we tell them, out of fear of sounding crazy. I know I have had this happen to me. I'm not sure if people come into your life for a reason or not (fate), but it sure feels like it sometimes, doesn't it? It is funny when I try to tell people that, they never believe it. Maybe it is that I have not had an impact on them, but they have on me. Who knows. All I know is that I would not be the same person I am today without these people. ANYWAY, I don't remember where I was going with this. I think I was trying to say that there are certain people who have had a major, life altering impact on my life and I don't think they know it. I just want to say thanks, because it was a good impact. The thanks will go unnoticed I'm sure, but it is my way of expressing my gratitude the only way I can. Maybe it was you!

I can only hope that somewhere, somehow, I have left a good impact on someone else.

Cheapies

I have 5 expensive pairs of sunglasses and one ten-dollar pair that I bought on the fly. Guess which are my favorite? That's right, the cheapola ones. Now, I'm the complete opposite with food and drink. I will order the biggest, best steak on the menu and the most expensive glass of red wine they have. So, if you take me to dinner you are screwed, but if you take me sunglasses shopping you are golden. Hahaha.

Hands on my hips.

Well don't all answer at once. Fuckers.

Try to get your mind around this.

I have a question. It is a scientific fact that humans are partially made up of energy. (Some believe this is the soul.) Energy does not 'die' and therefore must go somewhere once the human body dies. Whether or not you are religious, what is your explanation of where this energy goes?

Stars

Do you know what is really fucking retarded? Those little "rate it" stars on Yahoo Message Boards. It reminds me of when I used to get little stars on my name card in Elementary school. I would get them, then get them taken away for being silly. Imagine that. At work the other day my boss said, "You are passive-aggressive, no, aggressive-aggressive, no, obnoxious-aggressive.". Then I kicked her and told her she was a butt.

Yup, I'm gonna get a raise soon.

Earrings

I LOVE these earrings!

6 Things

1. My show (True Blood) is over for the season. I am bummed. I have to wait until friggin' June or something to see it again. WTF?

2. I'm watching reruns of 'The Big Bang Theory' which is quite possibly the best sitcom EVER.

 
3. I didn't get home from work until 8 pm. I feel a 60 hour week coming on.

 
4. My eyes hurt.

 
5. My dream last night almost made me fall out of bed. Maybe someday I will reveal some secret things about my dreams that might interest you.

 
6. I'm so tired I don't even feel like taking my clothes off.

Night night.

Sometimes I'm Serious

These kinds of posts have become far and few between lately. I've been posting about random daily things, purchased goods, fun in the sun and nonsensical BS. I don't get many public comments; my fans are mostly silent. I have, however, made some good friends through this venue and occasionally get emails with questions and conversation. Contrary to many other bloggers, I do not blog to obtain internet stardom or to feed my ego to see how many followers I can get. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate my readers and it does make me feel good when I get a comment or two. I am just not your average blogger, I guess, I am not here to impress or entertain anyone. Not really. I am no one; nothing. I'm an average Jane with a few quirks. There are so many others out there who are much better writers, more interesting people with more interesting lives. Some have this incredible witty sense of humor; others have a knack for piercing your heart or making you think.

There are many reasons I blog, I suppose, but mostly I blog because I enjoy it. Yes, it is a public diary of sorts, a mark in a small corner of the world, and it is a way of expressing yourself just to see how it changes over time. You have heard I'm sure, that the "internet is forever". Once you write something, or post a picture, it is out there for good, no matter if you try to delete or hide it. There is always a way for someone to dig it up or exploit it or whatever. That's OK. This is only a small part of my life. There are many things about me that the internet doesn't get to know; there are things only the physical people in my life get to see. Most of the time, the blogging world is just as lonely and phony as the real world. I know bloggers who get thousands of comments and have so many readers that they couldn't keep up if they wanted to. I don't really want that; it is too much. I would rather have a small following of real people who for whatever reason, like it here. Welcome.

I can be who I want here. You can join me and be who you want to be, too.

Blogging has opened up a whole world of getting to know all about the human race. Some of it is real, some of it is fake, but all in all I think it is great. Anyone can be published. You don't have to be super talented or accredited to write and be heard. You don't have to spend any money or wait for printing. This is all at your fingertips, at whatever minute you choose.

Sailing in Seattle!

Sailing is AWESOME! I had such a blast! It was a gorgeous day and sunset. We set sail at Pier 54 in Seattle on a racing sailboat right next to the "Ye Olde Curiosity Shop" where I had to buy sunglasses because I forgot mine. At one point we tipped at a 35-degree angle (pictured with foot) and it was groovy! We were served snacks and beverages (I had a beer!) and I seriously wish we could do this every Friday. Funniest story of the day: My friend going potty below as the boat goes sideways and over some pretty large swells. She came out and said, "Well that was interesting." LOL!

UNBELIEVABLE.

People are irrefutably stupid. Imagine this: You are driving around trying to find a restaurant, and you have to stop for directions. The person you ask says, "You can't get there from here." REALLY?

A bit much.

My mom said the leopard sunglasses were cute on me, but I thought they were a bit much. Of course, I, myself, am a bit much.

Get to go sailing this Friday with work friends, that should be a hoot! Never been before.

Always with the selfies in the car.

Random pics of me in the car. Neat.

So, for my Labor Day holiday, guess what I'm doing? I'm going over to my boss' house to work. WORK. I'm bringing up a bottle of wine, but still. We have a project that badly needs finishing, and we get too many interruptions at work. I don't know whether it is funny or sad. Let's go with funny.

Leavenworth Spending Spree

I have gone completely bonkers. Can you say spending spree? Holy crap. Here are some recent purchases I've made, and not even ALL of them! Retirement is overrated. Having a savings account? Right! Fuuuuuck. This is how I am justifying it: Over the last 15 years I have not pampered myself and, in fact, neglected and denied myself much. It has only been in the last year that I have started buying some cute clothes and accessories. I did get a camera awhile back, but really, I was too stressed, depressed and broke to do much else. I just didn't care about myself. I've come a long way, and currently I am the happiest I've been in I don't know how long. It's NICE. Now, don't get me wrong, I still have some challenges and issues to overcome, but I feel so much better about things. I know, I know, where the hell is CrazyDogMama and what I have I done with her. With all the crap I've been through, I'm going to soak this little break up!

OK, about the pics. I got some very tasty, and relatively inexpensive local red wine with a cool painted label, some super yummy jalapeño mustard and buffalo blue cheese dip, I finally found a square pillar candle to match my obsession with red, some really soft fuzzy leopard pillows (with a cute shot of Magadog posing in front of them), a jazzy, Fall-style, copper-metallic bling-bling hobo handbag, a leopard wallet (I am also obsessed with animal prints right now), magnets saying, "I used to care but now I take a pill for that" and "I don't know what makes you so dumb, but it really works" (which will be great for work), a fuzzy red rug to go in front of my kitchen sink that Louie has laid claim to, a blingy hat that says, "Just Add Wine" (perfect), a reptile print headband, a shiny hair clip, some fun earrings and a cool little key chain. Whew! It's like Christmas!

I'm enjoying work. Don't fall over.

Tired tonight. I worked from 8 am to 6 pm, went to dinner and didn't get back to the house until 11 pm. I was going to leave work early, but that didn't happen, everything gets dumped on my desk Friday afternoons. You know what is super strange, though? I'm enjoying work these days. I KNOW. Hell is frozen. I really like my co-workers, and the work is challenging and rewarding. Go figure! Since I spend most of my time there, I suppose it's a good thing. We have a good time, lots of laughing, just the way I like it. There are some really funny people there. I feel like I'm right where I belong.

Leavenworth, WA

Here are some pictures I took on our Leavenworth trip. Next, I'll take pictures of all my purchases, there were many! It has been a fun week even though I am back at work. My Godmother leaves Saturday morning. Poo. One more dinner out tomorrow, I'm thinking cheeses and wine! MMMMMM.

Kick Butt and Take Names

I was told today that I "kick butt and take names" by a coworker. They said it wasn't a joke and that I should be "more in charge" of things. I took this as a HUGE compliment. It was right after I went to a director and said, "Sign this". He asked what it was, I told him, then he said, "What if I don't want to sign it?" I said, "I don't care, I don't have all day, SIGN IT". Now, of course THAT was a joke, but I do usually get what I want. He said, "Yes ma'am".

Being GEN X

Wikipedia has some interesting things to say about "Generation X". I was born in 1971, which apparently is one of the years with the lowest rate of births. (We follow the "Baby Boomers".) It is also the generation following the Cold War and the generation who had teenagers who were confused, rebellious, anti-religious and apathetic. Doesn't that describe every generation of teenagers? I guess not.

We are the internet junkies, the dot com era and the ones who brought 'grunge'. Side note: I had coffee once with Layne Staley (lead singer of 'Alice in Chains') right before he died. Sweet guy.

A generation without an identity. We ate pop rocks and pop tarts. We played Atari. We loved our Star Wars, our E.T. and our Indiana Jones. We had a 'Brat Pack'.

Gen X. Only two more (Y and Z), then we're done! According to Global Warming Alarmists, anyway. It is said we don't know who we are or where we are going. I'm not so sure about that, maybe we just don't CARE who we are or where we're going!

So, what are your thoughts? Are you a fellow Gen-Xer?