Monday, August 29, 2005

A Couple Things...

I need to post about.

Friday my niece got remarried at the rose garden in Will Rogers Park. It was hotter'n hell, but otherwise a dream: a beautiful bride, a handsome groom, her brother-in-law officiating.

It almost makes you optimistic about society when you see two people so much in love, and the two families celebrating that love.

Two weeks now. Two weeks until Jimmy goes in. I need Monday off now - I'm not sure how that'll go. I don't think the day is available for vacation, so I'll have to ask the ONE (yes, only one) person who has Monday off in my department to trade. It's just so close.

The hubby has suggested that instead going to Graduation at Great Lakes in November, have a longer vacation during a liberty at wherever-the-hell he is next. I guess I can see his point. I'd only have the one day with him in Chicago, whereas later can be a longer time. But, damn, I don't get to go anywhere! This isn't over yet.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Notes on the Weekend

Me and the Hubby visited with Jimmy's recruiter while we were doing our running around Thursday. Because Jimmy tells us nothing (which makes my mother in heaven laugh-but with me, not at me). They've been making him exercise, so basics won't be such a shock. They've been wanting to see him as often as possible, but I guess the only phone numbers they had were home and his work, Braum's in Guthrie. Yes, I was bad, I gave him Jimmy's cel phone number. Having never dealt with recruiters, they seem to sincerely want him to succeed. He's also supposed to be reading the crapola in a little booklet, but he hasn't. But he always was a last minute assignment worker. Geez, can time slow down?! Can it be only 2 weeks away?

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

News Break

This is major. W is tanking in Oklahoma!!

You know, I read a lot of blogs. Most of them write off Oklahoma as full of mindless automatons (or my favorite analogy, the Borg), accepting as gospel whatever trash repubbbs spew. And while there are many, many of the already assimilated that fit that description, it doesn't really begin to describe the actual diversity of OK.

This makes me feel a little better

Via Altercation.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

I don't usually do political commentary, mostly because I don't consider myself smart enough to do it right. I still hold with Socrates statement: The only thing I know is I know nothing. But I'm willing to learn.

But here's something I have to comment on.

Pope Decries 'Cruel Fanaticism' of Terrorists
from channeloklahoma.com

And also this:

Pope Seeks Immunity in Texas Abuse case
From americablog

I am SO not a religious person, and, in fact, think religion is what's wrong with the world right now. But this popped into my mind (and yes, I had to google to find it):
Luke 6
41 And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but perceivest not the beam that is in thine own eye?
Jimmy's last day at work was Thursday. In what seems highly ironic to me, since Jimmy worked at the Guthrie Braum's just over a year, the manager ordered pizza from the Pizza Hut around the corner. Jimmy told me he requested Hawaiian style (ham and pineapple) because, a. he likes it, and b. is almost guaranteed to have some left over for him to take home. Smart kid. I had never had Hawaiian before, it was pretty good. He flew down to his Dad's for the weekend. I don't really understand why he doesn't stay for awhile. But I guess "ours is not to reason why".

Also this week, his car was tagged. "My Dream Guy" on the back window, and I (heart) U on the driver's side rear window. The Hubby asked him about it, and he said he did it himself (right). On the way to the airport he admitted it was a girl, who has left for college, and gave him her phone number (!). I told him girls who give their phone numbers generally want to be called.
"Yeah. I don't know how that works," was his reply.
"I can't tell ya. I tended to marry the guys I dated," I said.
Two shy people - the blind leading the blind.

Time is rushing on. September will be here in no time. SLOOOOW DOOOOWN.
After basic and his additional training, Jimmy says he thinks he'd like to be in Seattle. The weather's cool and rainy and also because of the music scene.

SIGH.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

I Survived!

The attack of Worm!!

It hit my work sometime between 2:00 and 2:30 pm CDT. At first, I told people to call back in about an hour, then two. Then we learned it was actually a BIG DEAL, was nationwide, we told people unless it was an emergency to call back tomorrow. And I read my book, Guns , Germs, and Steel by Jared Diamond. Still a slow go, but very interesting. The system still wasn't up when I left at 6:30pm. But I have definately decided, well, when I have money, I'm getting a Mac.

Nothing really going on on the home front. The dog alarm still goes off between 5:00 - 5:30am, only occasionally can I ignore it - until about 6:00. Otherwise, still tired, still depressed, still think something's not right with me (if not really wrong). But I'm of two minds about whether I should go to the doctor, part says yes, part says no (and then gets to tell the Hubby and the doctor, "I told you so!" when something bad DOES happen). Right now I'm leaning toward no, since we're low on cash, and it seems like such a waste of money.

And we're down to the last 4 weeks, roughly, before Jimmy goes in. Through the M-in-L, I learned it's September 13, not the 15. And as much as I was the one who said Jimmy should go to college outside of both Oklahoma and Texas, I am SO NOT dealing well with this. It's embarassing. I've never been the clingy mom. But there's a little voice inside, telling me in a month he's going to be gone FOREVER. NO. Not dealing well.

But I am looking forward to going to Chicago sometime in November.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Finished HP6...

Again.

Dumbledore knew Malfoy was supposed to kill him. Harry told him about the unbreakable vow Snape took. So he knew he was going to die. That's why he was taking so many chances on teaching Harry about Tom Riddle/Voltemort. And that potion could have been a slow acting poison.

I've just barely started Guns, Germs and Steel. Jimmy's right, it's a slow go. I'm going to slog through it somehow.

One month from tomorrow.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

I got tired of my old template. I need to reattach my blogroll, but that'll be later, since it's another thing blocked at work.

I think this one, while plain, is still upbeat. And anything that makes me happy, or at least smile, is a GOOD THING.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Adventures in Blood Letting

Today was the blood drive. I always attempt donation. Well, when it's the Oklahoma Blood Institute, which has a knowledgeable, caring staff, great, quality t-shirts and excellent snacks. I will never give blood with the Red Cross again (they hurt me, and have flimsy t-shirts, and no snacks, and did I mention THEY HURT ME).

I've had occasions, in my blood-giving adult life, where I couldn't donate. Mostly because of low iron (which is what the icky finger-stick is for - they put a drop into a vial containing blue liquid and if it floats - low iron - no go). But today, before I even got to the icky finger-stick part, I had to have my tempurature taken three times! The first time was 100.0 (which kind of alarmed me because I feel fine) and a no-go. The second was 99.6, one tenth off. Then I went and got a drink of water, and then had to wait a bit because I did get a drink of water - 99.4 and acceptable. After that, it was pretty routine. Although I did have to wait for the blood pressure cuff, they had only brought one in the Blood-mobile. The tourniquet wasn't doing it for my finicky veins. Got to watch most of that King Arthur movie, where Arthur is a Roman soldier. Pretty good.

Of course the best thing is being off the phone for almost 2 hours!

Worth it's weight in blood.
Me and the Hubby spent the weekend thinking about what we would do if I had sold my mineral rights (Hah! right!) for the offered $312,000. Pay off the house we said. Buy me a new car. Buy the Hubby the Quigley rifle replica and travel to Montana to pick it up. It was nice to imagine for a bit being Jed Clampett. Of course, I'm not going to sell my mineral rights. I can almost hear Daddy telling me, "You better not!!"

But I am painfully ignorant of oil/gas lease/royalty...stuff. I've printed a pamphlet from the National Association of Royalty Owners on oil and gas leasing that's been helpful. But I still haven't found an answer to my question "Do royalties actually amount to anything?" Which is, right now, a counting-chickens-before-they're-hatched type of question. But if there's some schmo willing to pay me serious coin for my rights, royalties must amount to some serious coin, right?

Oh, I finished HP5, and have started HP6, but I'm not sure I'll finish. I might go on to Guns, Germs and Steel. It's still hard to think of Snape as all bad, and that Dumbledore was a fool for believing his lies. Snape may be more accomplished at what's-it-called, Occlumency, than Dumbledore. But there's something missing. And I won't learn for 2 years what!! Crap!!

Saturday, August 06, 2005

Well, My ability to blog at work is back, but I can't see my Haloscan comments.

And I have now finished HP5, but left both HP6 and Guns, Germs and Steel at home. Jimmy wasn't actually finished with it, he said it was too slow a go (which doesn't bode well for the book). Know having read the whole of Harry Potter again, I still think Snape isn't bad. There's just something that hasn't been told yet. And the thought I have to wait for TWO WHOLE YEARS (at least), AAARRRGGGHH!!

Friday, August 05, 2005

In The Words of the Immortal -

Popeye...

I've had all I can stands, I can't stands nomore!!

I've been blocked from blogging at work. One of the few things that kept my head on straight (even though it bugs the crap out of me that I have so few readers).

There are things I don't do.
  • I don't download crap onto my work computer (well, didn't. Well, except for the Naveen Andrews background).
  • I don't do anything while I'm on the phone.
  • I don't blog much about my job, I don't identify my employer.

You know, I know it's their right, but it's my sanity.

Well, damn, thunder, got to go.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

I Feel Better Today

Well, a little better.

I've kind of decided that it's better to just go ahead and get up when Cooter starts to lick and nibble, than expend the energy to avoid him.

OH, and I've finished HP4 and have started 5.