The GM plant here in Oklahoma City will be closing next year.
Y'know, The Hubby and I have been thinking about getting a new car. Of course, one he can get in and out of with minimal effort (you know he doesn't bend - you try to get in your car without cocking your head to one side), with good gas mileage, comfortable seats that you can dial out the lumbar thingy (yeah, again, the Hubby doesn't bend), and a relatively good ride - so we can take just going to the city or across the country to visit the kid, but isn't driven my 90 mile round trip commute - and no dogs in the car. We have a lot of cars we're considering.
Well. I think I can cross GM brands off my list.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Friday, November 18, 2005
WWJD?
I've decided that's the wrong question to ask. UberChristians can assign any action to Jesus, and feel good about it.
NO!
I've decided the the question to be put to them is:
Is that any way to treat jesus?
I think this is the verse I'm thinking of:
For I was an hungered, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in,
Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.
Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungered, and fed thee? Or thirsty, and gave thee drink?
When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? Or naked, and clothed thee?
Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?
And the king shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, in as much as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
But I may be wrong, after all, I'm as religous as a doorknob.
OH, and I love this post by Deepak Chopra, via Huffington Post.
NO!
I've decided the the question to be put to them is:
Is that any way to treat jesus?
I think this is the verse I'm thinking of:
For I was an hungered, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in,
Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.
Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungered, and fed thee? Or thirsty, and gave thee drink?
When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? Or naked, and clothed thee?
Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?
And the king shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, in as much as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
But I may be wrong, after all, I'm as religous as a doorknob.
OH, and I love this post by Deepak Chopra, via Huffington Post.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
I'm Back....Reluctantly
I had a wonderful time, way too short.
We spent Wednesday and Thursday of last week driving from Guthrie, OK to Charleston, SC. The most striking thing was how much friendlier people were. Like on Wednesday, our last stop in OK, a Loves Station off of I40, I can't say the cashier was hateful, but frowny and uncommunicative. Made me want to tell her how sorry I was she had a crap job in Nowheresville, OK. Yes, I hate my job, but that doesn't mean I'm going to dis my customers (unless they dis me first!).
I guess the next thing that struck me was how beautiful and wooded the deep south is. We left I40 at Memphis, and went through Mississippi, Alabama (where we stopped for the night - Taladega County! Woo!), Georgia, and finally South Carolina. And my first look at "clear-cutting" : these ugly, dead spaces, littered with tree trunks. I was shocked. The Hubby said, "Well, they'll replant the trees."
That didn't actually make me feel any better. So, it'll be a forest again in...what, 20, 50, 100 years from now?
And the Hubby couldn't tell me if the vines I saw covering everything in Ms, Al and GA was Kudzu. I thought then how much I like it to cover up my front yard, inside the U of my U-shaped driveway - just scrubby grass, weeds and icky stickers. Then I thought kudzu might not like OK's hot arid summers and cold winters.
The Hubby finally stopped for the day, Wednesday, in Talladega County, AL. We stayed at a Days Inn, not a bad price - luckily not a race weekend. And, of course, best of all, we got to watch Lost and Invasion! I can't believe they killed off Shannon! True, kind of a weak character after Boone died, but still, what about Sayid (as played by the really hot Naveen Andrews - the background on my computer at work), they really haven't given him much to do this year? And Invasion is going too slow for me. I don't want it to be obvious, just a little quicker.
We got to Atlanta during rush hour on Thursday. It kind of freaked the Hubby out, but while sitting in traffic, we found a route we could take around Atlanta, it passed by the Airport, once on it, traffic died out.
The only other excitement on the drive, was actually in Charleston. I made the mistake of following the directions the hotel provided instead of what looked obvious to me. So, instead of taking the exit for 17N, I followed directions and got the Hubby off on exit 221b, where I26 ends. But we did end up doing a nice little tour of old Charleston, before finding 17N to Mt. Pleasant, across the Cooper River. What we didn't know at the time, was there's a beautiful new bridge across the Cooper River, just finished this past summer. And they're tearing down the old bridges. So, I think, and the Hubby disagrees, that the directions I was going by were for the old bridge. And our hotel was right there at the end of the bridge.
The only thing is - our hotel was about 15-20 minutes south of the Naval Weapons Station where Jimmy is for the next year and a half. He called us while we were somewhere in GA on Thursday, after graduation, but before he left for Charleston. He wanted to know if we wanted pictures ("angry, bald pictures," is how he put it) and which package we wanted. The cheapest was $90.00 (?!!!), and I said we'd pay for half. The Hubby still wants to put a picture up at Wal-Mart (and has ever since he saw a picture touting the pictured as a "wartime enlistee!"). Hopefully, our mailman will just give us a card so we can pick them up at the post office, instead of cramming them into our lockbox (we don't have a real mail box - at our house - we have the post boxes at the corner).
The really nice people at the Mt. Pleasant Visitors Center, right in front of our hotel, gave us directions to the Naval Weapons Station. And we found I526 fine, and likewise Rhett Blvd, But Red Bank Rd, that splits the base - we had a devil of a time. The damn streets aren't marked!!
Jimmy called us at about 10am on Friday, saying he was at a subway on base. Like I said, I526 - fine, Rhett Blvd. - yeah, but Red Bank Rd - well we turned on the first street that said it was the base - wrong. Got directions from the mp's. Actually passed Red Bank Rd (not marked, remember?), realized we passed it, turned around - then had to find the subway (which was easier than finding Red Bank - thanks to the MP's).
The Hubby saw him first. He was walking up the road in his dress uniform (the black sailor suit - it's actually wool), extremely short hair and the ugliest glasses on the face of the planet. Of course I gave him a big, long hug. It turns out his glasses didn't survive basics, and he didn't have any choice in frames (well, besides male and female).
We asked him what he wanted to do. I should have known: go shopping. He had money burning a hole in his pocket. He said he needed an iron and ironing board, because his stuff in his seabag got kind of wrinkley. He also needed an alarm clock - as he has to be up at something like 6:45am. First we looked around the Navy Exchange. I had never been in an exchange before. didn't really see much - Jimmy found an IPod thingy - called IHome - that plays his music, and has alarms - for $99.99, but Jimmy said he wanted to look in Best Buy before he bought it. So next we went to the mall. Fairly crawling with seamen (seapeople?), freshly arrived from Great Lakes and basics. Jimmy went ahead and bought a cel phone - Cingular service - since we're all on Cingular his calls to us are free, and he bought the sequel to Wicked, Son of a Witch. Then we went to Best Buy, where he went ahead and bought the IHome thingy, and Grand Theft Auto for PSP. It was about 5 or 6 pm then, and we were going to see if we could take his things to his dorm room, but SOMEBODY forgot to remove the firearms from the car. It wasn't a big deal - heck the Hubby and the MP's then had a discussion about favored weapons. It just kind of cut the evening short.
We did the tourist thing on Saturday. Visited Patriots point where they made a museum out of the WWII carrier USS Yorktown. I don't think we saw half of it - the Hubby was hurting too much. Since the Hubby locked up the firearms in the hotel room (and hidden, too), we were able to get a pass - so we were able to get Jimmy's stuff to his room (in the Nimitz Hall), with the help of another Seaman (who liked that Jimmy's into Anime). I get to his room, and then I notice the sign that says no females and no civilians, so I made sure he had his stuff and went down to an area where I thought I could be - I didn't want him to get in trouble on his second day there.
The Naval Nuclear Power Training Center (or NNPTC) is a beautiful place, looking not unlike a college campus, the rooms looking like college dorms, rather than military barracks. His classes (or whatever) were to start Monday.
We decided to leave a day early, on Sunday. That was okay with Jimmy, since he still had things to do, ironing - setting up his side of his room and such. But it wasn't easy to say goodbye. We told him to save his money and buy himself some new glasses. He'll have a 15-day liberty at Christmastime - and will come home then. He wants to look for a new car. I think a bike would be good for right now.
We had decided to go home a different way: northwest from Atlanta to Nashville and I40. The Hubby woke me up at 3am saying he couldn't sleep and let's just go. He wanted to go as fare as he could. I told him to take his time and be comfortable. So, of course, he decided to be macho man and drive all the way home in the one day - about 20 hours, with potty, meal and gas breaks. We got home at about 10:45 pm. The Hubby said he's never doing that again! I told him I didn't want him to do it then.
Since Jimmy's going to be there for a year and a half (or as he put it, "6 months, and 6 months, and 6 months), we're going to go back about this time next year.
A great vacation.
We spent Wednesday and Thursday of last week driving from Guthrie, OK to Charleston, SC. The most striking thing was how much friendlier people were. Like on Wednesday, our last stop in OK, a Loves Station off of I40, I can't say the cashier was hateful, but frowny and uncommunicative. Made me want to tell her how sorry I was she had a crap job in Nowheresville, OK. Yes, I hate my job, but that doesn't mean I'm going to dis my customers (unless they dis me first!).
I guess the next thing that struck me was how beautiful and wooded the deep south is. We left I40 at Memphis, and went through Mississippi, Alabama (where we stopped for the night - Taladega County! Woo!), Georgia, and finally South Carolina. And my first look at "clear-cutting" : these ugly, dead spaces, littered with tree trunks. I was shocked. The Hubby said, "Well, they'll replant the trees."
That didn't actually make me feel any better. So, it'll be a forest again in...what, 20, 50, 100 years from now?
And the Hubby couldn't tell me if the vines I saw covering everything in Ms, Al and GA was Kudzu. I thought then how much I like it to cover up my front yard, inside the U of my U-shaped driveway - just scrubby grass, weeds and icky stickers. Then I thought kudzu might not like OK's hot arid summers and cold winters.
The Hubby finally stopped for the day, Wednesday, in Talladega County, AL. We stayed at a Days Inn, not a bad price - luckily not a race weekend. And, of course, best of all, we got to watch Lost and Invasion! I can't believe they killed off Shannon! True, kind of a weak character after Boone died, but still, what about Sayid (as played by the really hot Naveen Andrews - the background on my computer at work), they really haven't given him much to do this year? And Invasion is going too slow for me. I don't want it to be obvious, just a little quicker.
We got to Atlanta during rush hour on Thursday. It kind of freaked the Hubby out, but while sitting in traffic, we found a route we could take around Atlanta, it passed by the Airport, once on it, traffic died out.
The only other excitement on the drive, was actually in Charleston. I made the mistake of following the directions the hotel provided instead of what looked obvious to me. So, instead of taking the exit for 17N, I followed directions and got the Hubby off on exit 221b, where I26 ends. But we did end up doing a nice little tour of old Charleston, before finding 17N to Mt. Pleasant, across the Cooper River. What we didn't know at the time, was there's a beautiful new bridge across the Cooper River, just finished this past summer. And they're tearing down the old bridges. So, I think, and the Hubby disagrees, that the directions I was going by were for the old bridge. And our hotel was right there at the end of the bridge.
The only thing is - our hotel was about 15-20 minutes south of the Naval Weapons Station where Jimmy is for the next year and a half. He called us while we were somewhere in GA on Thursday, after graduation, but before he left for Charleston. He wanted to know if we wanted pictures ("angry, bald pictures," is how he put it) and which package we wanted. The cheapest was $90.00 (?!!!), and I said we'd pay for half. The Hubby still wants to put a picture up at Wal-Mart (and has ever since he saw a picture touting the pictured as a "wartime enlistee!"). Hopefully, our mailman will just give us a card so we can pick them up at the post office, instead of cramming them into our lockbox (we don't have a real mail box - at our house - we have the post boxes at the corner).
The really nice people at the Mt. Pleasant Visitors Center, right in front of our hotel, gave us directions to the Naval Weapons Station. And we found I526 fine, and likewise Rhett Blvd, But Red Bank Rd, that splits the base - we had a devil of a time. The damn streets aren't marked!!
Jimmy called us at about 10am on Friday, saying he was at a subway on base. Like I said, I526 - fine, Rhett Blvd. - yeah, but Red Bank Rd - well we turned on the first street that said it was the base - wrong. Got directions from the mp's. Actually passed Red Bank Rd (not marked, remember?), realized we passed it, turned around - then had to find the subway (which was easier than finding Red Bank - thanks to the MP's).
The Hubby saw him first. He was walking up the road in his dress uniform (the black sailor suit - it's actually wool), extremely short hair and the ugliest glasses on the face of the planet. Of course I gave him a big, long hug. It turns out his glasses didn't survive basics, and he didn't have any choice in frames (well, besides male and female).
We asked him what he wanted to do. I should have known: go shopping. He had money burning a hole in his pocket. He said he needed an iron and ironing board, because his stuff in his seabag got kind of wrinkley. He also needed an alarm clock - as he has to be up at something like 6:45am. First we looked around the Navy Exchange. I had never been in an exchange before. didn't really see much - Jimmy found an IPod thingy - called IHome - that plays his music, and has alarms - for $99.99, but Jimmy said he wanted to look in Best Buy before he bought it. So next we went to the mall. Fairly crawling with seamen (seapeople?), freshly arrived from Great Lakes and basics. Jimmy went ahead and bought a cel phone - Cingular service - since we're all on Cingular his calls to us are free, and he bought the sequel to Wicked, Son of a Witch. Then we went to Best Buy, where he went ahead and bought the IHome thingy, and Grand Theft Auto for PSP. It was about 5 or 6 pm then, and we were going to see if we could take his things to his dorm room, but SOMEBODY forgot to remove the firearms from the car. It wasn't a big deal - heck the Hubby and the MP's then had a discussion about favored weapons. It just kind of cut the evening short.
We did the tourist thing on Saturday. Visited Patriots point where they made a museum out of the WWII carrier USS Yorktown. I don't think we saw half of it - the Hubby was hurting too much. Since the Hubby locked up the firearms in the hotel room (and hidden, too), we were able to get a pass - so we were able to get Jimmy's stuff to his room (in the Nimitz Hall), with the help of another Seaman (who liked that Jimmy's into Anime). I get to his room, and then I notice the sign that says no females and no civilians, so I made sure he had his stuff and went down to an area where I thought I could be - I didn't want him to get in trouble on his second day there.
The Naval Nuclear Power Training Center (or NNPTC) is a beautiful place, looking not unlike a college campus, the rooms looking like college dorms, rather than military barracks. His classes (or whatever) were to start Monday.
We decided to leave a day early, on Sunday. That was okay with Jimmy, since he still had things to do, ironing - setting up his side of his room and such. But it wasn't easy to say goodbye. We told him to save his money and buy himself some new glasses. He'll have a 15-day liberty at Christmastime - and will come home then. He wants to look for a new car. I think a bike would be good for right now.
We had decided to go home a different way: northwest from Atlanta to Nashville and I40. The Hubby woke me up at 3am saying he couldn't sleep and let's just go. He wanted to go as fare as he could. I told him to take his time and be comfortable. So, of course, he decided to be macho man and drive all the way home in the one day - about 20 hours, with potty, meal and gas breaks. We got home at about 10:45 pm. The Hubby said he's never doing that again! I told him I didn't want him to do it then.
Since Jimmy's going to be there for a year and a half (or as he put it, "6 months, and 6 months, and 6 months), we're going to go back about this time next year.
A great vacation.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
This Day Isn't Ending Quick Enough
4:45 pm cst
I get off at 6:30 pm cst.
AAAARGH!!
Oh, Jimmy called the Hubby on his cel phone. I guess everything went okay, I didn't get many specifics. Now he's just kinda waiting around for graduation. The Hubby told him we would meet him there, that we were on the other side of the river. Which is true, but we may be a little farther south than him, I had a devil of a time trying to find a hotel near the base. It doesn't help when I'm blocked from government and military web sites. And, can somebody tell me why? Is there someway of getting to porn from navy.mil?
5:05 pm.
I get off at 6:30 pm cst.
AAAARGH!!
Oh, Jimmy called the Hubby on his cel phone. I guess everything went okay, I didn't get many specifics. Now he's just kinda waiting around for graduation. The Hubby told him we would meet him there, that we were on the other side of the river. Which is true, but we may be a little farther south than him, I had a devil of a time trying to find a hotel near the base. It doesn't help when I'm blocked from government and military web sites. And, can somebody tell me why? Is there someway of getting to porn from navy.mil?
5:05 pm.
Well, I guess the M-in-L talked the Hubby out of taking the dogs. Yeah, I was disappointed (and kind of annoyed I was left out of the decision), and I know I'll worry, but it'll be good for it to just be us two. Kind of the Honeymoon we never had. Hell, I might even have sex! Hopefully my cymbalta doesn't take that away, now that I'm feeling better.
Still haven't heard from the kid. Don't exactly know what's going on. I'm pretty confident of him graduating from basics, but it would be nice to know. Hopefully he'll remember Randy's cel phone number. Yeah, I know I'm beating a dead horse on that.
I may be feeling better (much!), but some of my obsessive worries go on.
Still haven't heard from the kid. Don't exactly know what's going on. I'm pretty confident of him graduating from basics, but it would be nice to know. Hopefully he'll remember Randy's cel phone number. Yeah, I know I'm beating a dead horse on that.
I may be feeling better (much!), but some of my obsessive worries go on.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Well, we're leaving for Charleston on Wednesday, in case we decided to stop halfway. Me, the Hubby, and boys (Bubba and Cooter) taking the Tahoe and driving there. We're taking the Tahoe because it has a new engine and transmission, and is way more comfortable for the Hubby. Since he's driving, his comfort is what it's all about. Hey, I can sleep almost anywhere. We had a hard time deciding whether or not to take the boys. We were concerned that they wouldn't get the level of care they're used to. Cooter's pretty easy going, but Bubba's picky: he's particular about where he'll poop, he can be off the leash at the M-in-L's but you have to watch him. We were afraid the M-in-L would just put him on a chain in the backyard, and he won't poop that way. So, the boys are going, and I found a hotel that accepts pets.
Jimmy's supposed to be going to charleston an hour or two after graduation. Problem is, we know the gist of where he'll be, but don't really know how to contact him once he's there. He called us last Thursday or Friday, but we weren't at home. He's been told to call the Hubby's cel phone - he always has that.
Just one more work day!!! Just one!!! I haven't been this excited and happy..... well, in near memory. If I was bipolar, I'd say I'm close to mania.
Jimmy's supposed to be going to charleston an hour or two after graduation. Problem is, we know the gist of where he'll be, but don't really know how to contact him once he's there. He called us last Thursday or Friday, but we weren't at home. He's been told to call the Hubby's cel phone - he always has that.
Just one more work day!!! Just one!!! I haven't been this excited and happy..... well, in near memory. If I was bipolar, I'd say I'm close to mania.
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