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January 30 What I found outSo, what did I find out? That everything I was told today is confidential and if I leak any of it out I could be fired. With that, let's just say: there's one part I'm happy about and one part that doesn't impress me one iota, and the possibility of something that might make the unimpressive thing better. Until February 4th, that's all I can say on the subject. "Very happy woman" is more than a bit of an exageration... disappointed is more of an accurate description. If I stay in the store where I am now, the resume is getting updated, spiffed-up, and as jazzy as I can make it... then posted on every single website available and I'll be buying the Sunday paper again just to get the good classifieds.
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For anyone who hates the voicemail hell you go thru when trying to get to a real live person when you call a company, I've posted a link to a 'cheat sheet' that shows you how to avoid having to punch a zillion different numbers before getting to one. It's 'voicemail cheat sheet' in the list "a little info"... but if you want it right now:
Will I know anything???Here's to hoping that after the meeting/class today I know what's going on on the work front! Let's hope it's something wonderful and that the SMs I talked to are right and I will be a very happy woman!
 January 28 My Daily Tarot Reading... Interesting, eh?
Question and Quote Love that we can not have ~unknown~
Question for y'all... suppose you have a 15 year old daughter who has a 'boyfriend' who lives 60 miles away in the same town where her dad lives. She sees him every other weekend when she goes to visit her father, talks to him on the phone quite often, and even more on the internet. Would you invite him to spend the weekend at your house on the off-weekend? And suppose his mother didn't think it was a bad idea and allowed it... would you allow them to sleep on separate air mattresses in the living room even if your 12 year old son was in the same room, too? Your daughter has a perfectly fine bedroom of her own, as does your son (who, coincidentally, has a loft bed with room beneath for an air mattress). Just curious to see what y'all think of this.
January 27 1-27-06
"We're all a little weird. And, life is a little ~ Unknown ~
January 26 msn/work/and a little something moreI am not liking this 'new' way of doing things here. At all!! Okay, okay... I know I don't deal with change very well at any level, but what was the point of changing the way things are done here? Grrrr!!!
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 A quickie update to the work soap opera:
#1) SM has finally admitted he's looking for a new job, and I heard him on the phone confirming an interview appointment a couple days ago c'est la vie
#2) this morning, had to call another SM (the one who took over my old store) to find out how to do something because the SM at my store had the day off... anyhow, we got to talking about this and that, as we do, and I asked her what she heard about the pay raises (the SM's had a meeting yesterday). Sly one, she is, lol... all she would tell me was that she couldn't tell me anything. She did, however, inform me that the MIT program is going to end and we're all going to become Assistant Managers. I kept pestering her about the raises until she finally said: you're going to be a very happy woman. What the hell does that mean??? I'm going to really like the raise?? Or is there more to it??? Again... tell me everything, or tell me nothing.
I found out yesterday that Mr Wonderful's ex wife has a blog on Yahoo. Well, good for her! The woman is 38 years old, writes like a friggin' teenage "wigga", and ironically, refers to her current husband as 'mr wonderful'. When I showed it to my Mr Wonderful, I found out she used to call him that to his face while they were married. Even I'm not that mean. I'm actually quite nice to him! That's right.. you, my friends, can now refer to me as Doormat... the truth is out. I did find out one thing, though.... he didn't lie when he told me what he called her a couple weeks ago. And yes, this did surprise me. He rarely ever stands up to her, always afraid that if he says the wrong thing she'll make it rougher for him to see his kids. Yet, there it was, black on white, the exact words he told me he called her... and she even capitalized them for emphasis. Because she "has an attitude and knows how to use it".. like that's a feat to be proud of.
Which brings me to this: why can't people who were married find a way to get along after the divorce? I mean, years after.... it makes no sense. Why hang on to the bitterness and anger? I can understand feeling that way while the trauma and drama of the break up is occurring, and maybe even for a few months after... but years??? When you're supposedly happy with someone new in your life? Just for clarity here, I'm not talking about divorces that result from any kind of abuse, just the ones that end because one or both parties cheated, or there was a death, or financial issues or something.
If (when) things turn to splitsville here in Wonderland, I can't imagine being bitter about it. But I feel no bitterness toward any man in my past, not even the sperm donors who left me to raise kids on my own without any kind of support.... people do whatever they feel is best for them at the time. It's human nature. You can't make anyone love you, and even if you could, love alone isn't ever enough. So why be bitter or angry because someone chose to not be with you as long as you thought they should? (again, it's expected during the trauma and drama, but not after)
And this, boys and girls, brings me to this: Daily Quote for 1/26
"Don't be sad because it ended... ~ Unknown ~
January 25 Daily Quote 1/25
"It breaks your heart to see the one you love is happy ~ Unknown ~
January 24 NC Auditions on AII have a very dear friend who lives in North Carolina, is an alumni of UNC, and I think the world of him.... but after watching American Idol tonight, seeing the auditions from Greensboro... OMG!!! Where did these people come from???? And Melroy.. you must find that Sammy guy, the one who goes to UNC-G, and make him take it back!! Make him tell the world he does not represent what comes out of that university!!! In fact, if I lived in NC, I'd demand that Fox Broadcasting put a disclaimer on saying that those auditions did not represent the state fairly at all!!!
Did y'all see Fantasia's cousin or whoever he was??? He probably only got through the door for the initial audition because of who he's related to! Holy eardrums, Batman! But he was nothing compared to that cow Renatta! She actually believed she looked good and had a great voice!!! Truthfully, I didn't think there were very many people out there in the world who had a worse potty mouth than me... boy, was I proven wrong!
Yeah, I think alot of the outtakes that are shown at the end of the season will come from the Greensboro auditions. Again, I'm not dissing the state at all... but where did these people come from??? I've been there before, and after hearing those auditions all I can say is: boy, am I glad no one sang to me!!!
R... these people made me sound good, LOL! And you know how bad I sing!! To let everyone else in on it... I usually keep my earpiece hooked up to my phone and it answers automatically, and most times I hear it ring so I pop the earpiece in .. well, a few days ago, I was in my car with the radio blaring, singing away with the song and I didn't hear it ring. Poor R.. he literally got an earful of my bad singing voice and I didn't have a clue until I read his blog that evening. Yeah, I felt bad, but I got over it. Don't know if he ever will, though.
Daily Quote 1-24 & more trivia
"The cruelest thing a man can do to a woman, ~ Unknown ~
In the United States, 64 percent of men do not make plans in advance for a romantic Valentine's Day with their sweethearts.
In Victorian times it was considered bad luck to sign a Valentine's Day card.
In Wales, wooden love spoons were carved and given as gifts on February 14th. Hearts, keys and keyholes were favorite decorations on the spoons. The decoration meant, "You unlock my heart!"
It wasn't until 1537 that St. Valentine's Day was declared an official holiday. England's King Henry VIII declared February 14th a holiday.
January 23 Trivia and Daily Quote During the late 1800s, postage rates around the world dropped, and the obscene St. Valentine's Day card became popular, despite the Victorian era being otherwise very prudish. As the numbers of racy valentines grew, several countries banned the practice of exchanging Valentine's Days cards. During this period, Chicago's post office rejected more than 25,000 cards on the grounds that they were so indecent, they were not fit to be carried through the U.S. mail.
Cupid, another symbol of Valentines Day, became associated with it because he was the son of Venus, the Roman god of love and beauty. Cupid often appears on Valentine cards holding a bow and arrows because he is believed to use magical arrows to inspire feelings of love.
During the Middle Ages, the belief that birds chose their mates on St. Valentine's Day led to the idea that boys and girls would do the same. Up through the early 1900s, the Ozark hill people in the eastern United States thought that birds and rabbits started mating on February 14, a day for them which was not only Valentine's Day but Groundhog Day as well.
In the Middle Ages, young men and women drew names from a bowl to see who their valentines would be. They would wear these names on their sleeves for one week. To wear your heart on your sleeve now means that it is easy for other people to know how you are feeling.
Some people used to believe that if a woman saw a robin flying overhead on Valentine's Day, it meant she would marry a sailor. If she saw a sparrow, she would marry a poor man and be very happy. If she saw a goldfinch, she would marry a millionaire.
The heart is the most common symbol of romantic love. Ancient cultures believed the human soul lived in the heart. Others thought it to be the source of emotion and intelligence. Some believed the heart embodied a man's truth, strength and nobility. The heart may be associated with love because the ancient Greeks believed it was the target of Eros, known as Cupid to the Romans. Anyone shot in the heart by one of Cupid's arrows would fall hopelessly in love. Because the heart is so closely linked to love, it's red colour is thought to be the most romantic.
"If love cannot stand the test of time, ~ Bernard Byer ~
January 22 Daily Quote 21/22"We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh." ~ Agnes Repplier ~
A man falls in love through his eyes, lovetestWhile searching for more "love quotes" (and there are so many it's difficult to choose the right ones), I came upon this test. Now, before you click on the link you need to look around your house... look at your furnishings, your wall colors, your clothes, your car... notice which color is most prominent. My cars are both 'beige' (although I call it gold), most of the clothes I buy are tan or beige, most of the walls in my house are tan, and I admit to brown being my favorite color. So I cringed inwardly when faced with the knowledge that I'd have to click on the color brown. I mean, it just sounds boring and bland and... well, I was a bit surprised. It describes me to a 'T' actually. So, be honest and click on the correct color, you'll get a kick out of it at the least.
January 20 Sarcasm and Irony???I don't like Valentine's Day. I don't think I ever have. When I was single I thought it was because it was Fate's way of reminding me I had no one. Now that I'm not single I think it's Fate's way of reminding me. Either way, it sucks.
I don't think I believe in love anymore. For other people, yes.. for me, no. My dream, when I still believed in dreams and fairy tales, was to be loved. Completely and totally. Well, I have someone who .. okay, he probably loves me like that. But his idea of love and mine aren't the same. For some silly reason, I always thought love was two people in harmony, ying/yang, that having differences meant bringing something new and interesting into the other person's life, that... well, that friendship should be the foundation and the building blocks. Part of me still wants to hang on to that, despite the fact that ... it doesn't matter what the 'despite' is. It's mine to deal with.
Bearing all that in mind, and not forgetting who I am and what I'm like... there's going to be alot of Valentine-y things on this here blog straight up till the 14th of February. Naturally, there will still be the ... um.. usual... snippits of this and that, a soap opera here or there, and the musings of my messed up head.
So... to start it out....
 True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist, Anonymous January 19 I was tagged.. why don't I ever get the easy ones??So... I've been tagged. Don't worry... you're next!! Five quirky things about me.
quirky: a peculiar trait
peculiar: characteristic of only one person, group, or thing ; different from the usual or normal
In that case, there is nothing about me that could be deemed "quirky" because I truly doubt there is anything about me that sets me apart uniquely from anyone else. So I'll just list some things that are ... well... you decide what they are!
1) I don't like to use the wrong spelling for certain words, even if I'm just chatting online with my friends... their/there/they're; your/you're; to/too/two. I know they know what I mean, but still.. it bugs me
2) I can't sleep in a bed that isn't made. Sheets and blanket must be straight and tucked in at the foot.
3) I'm not comfortable in a car if I don't have a soda... I don't care if I'm just going a block away and I'm not even going to drink it, I have to have one with me
4) I can't stand to eat liver (or any other internal organs of animals), but I like to cook it.
5) Although I like that my hair is finally long, I can't stand to have it down when I eat. I have to either pull it back and secure it with a band or twist it up in a clip. And it really bugs me when I see anyone with long hair letting it fall forward when they're eating!
Now, I'm gonna 'tag' five of you over on my list and you can tag as many or as few as you want, but you can't tag me again! So there!! And if I didn't tag you, feel free to leave a list here.. doesn't mean I don't care about you, just that you weren't tagged. Get over it, okay?? Geesh, some people's egos, lol
Oh, and R... consider yourself tagged... and for cryin' out loud, join the cool bloggers and get one on MSN. You're such a yahoo, lol January 18 Stolen... and addedStole these from Judy... there are more on her site, but these were my favorites -
the comments in color are mine
T'S BETTER TO HAVE LOVED AND LOST
than to live with the Psycho for the rest of your life.
*must keep repeating this to myself.. must keep repeating this to myself*
Because I don't care doesn't mean
I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
*why doesn't Mr Wonderful get this??*
HERE I AM.
Now what are your other 2 wishes?
*yes.. what are they?* AI and dreamsOkay, I know already who one of the contestants is that I'll be rooting for on American Idol. And I think it was sweet that they put the cowboy thru to Hollywood, because you know it was just to get him voice lessons and a trip on a plane... poor kid lives in a town of 4 and had never been in public until he auditioned!! He really does have the potential to have a great voice, too.
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Last night after reading Rita's blog about a dream.. and Grahams' a few days earlier.. looks like dreams are a running theme. I feel like being a lemming tonight, so I'm gonna follow their lead.
I remember hearing that if you died in your dream, you died in real life. Guess what? Either that's a line of bullshit, or I've died and come back from beyond. This dream occurred a few years ago, but I still remember it. Or at least parts of it.
Five story building under construction.. may have been more floors, but I was on the fifth. Maybe it was a parking garage.. not real sure. .. just that I was on the fifth floor. There was either an explosion or an earthquake, but the building shook and began to collapse. There were other people around, but I don't know who they were, just that they were there. Beams fell on me, but I was still alive. I don't remember feeling pain, but I know there was pain and I could barely breathe. I was waiting for someone to come rescue me because I knew help was out there, just out of sight. Then there was another explosion or something, and more of the building started to fall. Another beam fell onto the beam that trapped me.. and that was it. I died. I knew I was dead. But before I could find out what happens next, I woke up.
Another doozy of a dream I had... definitely of the nightmare variety, happened when I was still in high school. I was being chased by people with meat cleavers who were intent on killing me. They killed everyone who got in the way. I remember there was blood everywhere. They almost got me... I don't recall if I actually got away or if I just woke up, but to this day I won't have a meat cleaver in my house and I avoid being near them.
I've never dreamt I was flying. I've never dreamt I was naked in public. I have had dreams involving stairs... and yes, I was always climbing up. I have had very erotic dreams that were so good I hated waking up. I sometimes dream of clothes... that I have closets full of them, which makes no sense since I'm not into shopping and not interested in owning tons of clothes. And I dream of houses with secret staircases that lead to secret apartments.
Most of the time I can analyze my dreams, especially if I write them down. Things are always easier to understand when you can see them in black and white, so to speak. But sometimes the meanings elude me.
January 17 The saga continues... life working at the shack*big heavy sigh* OOOkkkaayyy..... before I get to the good stuff, here's an update on the work thingy for all of you who have been holding your breath waiting to find out what's going on... what'dya mean no one's been holding their breath??? WTH???? Whatever (damn I can be snippy, can't I?)... still not sure what it is. But I know it's something. And it's really bugging me.
The facts we already know: DM said 'there are going to be some changes' and the next day the SM (store manager, dah) said that he was 'gettin the store all sexxxyy for the next person'. SM has been dating the Admin (DMs assistant), who quit or was fired, whichever, yesterday. SM is supposed to go to Texas at the end of this month or sometime next month for training and has hinted that he might not come back (he's a law student and back a few months ago, before he was promoted and was an MIT with me, he had mentioned going to TX for law school). The Admin was going with him to TX , if she still is it's on her own. Anyway... today I go up to the store to fetch a key and get the scoop on what happened. Are ya with me so far??? Hang on... sooo.... SM has told the associates that Admin quit because she found another job, but that's not the impression I got from what I heard the DM saying yesterday or from the way the SM was talking today. Now....
WP (wireless rep) was in today when I stopped in (my day off, by the way), and she was telling me about management positions in her company stores. They make pretty darn good money, to my amazement (tho not as good as what she makes, but I can't even apply for a position like hers until I'm out of RS for 6 months). Anyhow, I started tossing around the idea of applying for her wireless company as a manager and I mentioned it to SM. Again he made reference to leaving. In fact, twice in the span of the hour I was there he made reference to leaving.
The first time he made reference to it was when we were discussing the Admin leaving and how another store manager had just walked into the DMs office a few weeks ago, with no notice at all, and handed the keys to him. SM said that when he left, none of us would know until his last day.. he'd give the DM notice, but none of us would have a clue. Then.. when I mentioned I might want to apply at the wireless place, he was like... NO, Kim... I'm telling ya, things are gonna be happenin'. I asked, "so, are you telling me I should stay put for now?" and he nodded his head.
I HATE KNOWING SOMETHING IS UP AND NOT KNOWING WHAT IT IS!!! Either give me all the information or give me none! I've got feelers out... both to find out what's up and to see if the rumor about the raise is correct. Hopefully I'll know in the next couple days.
Now... AMERICAN IDOL HAS BEGUN!!!! Zman.. you gotta get a TV antenna for your Fox station.. they put someone thru who is soo lame! Well, Paula and Randy put him thru, I think just to piss Simon off. But if tonight's show was any indication, the 'out take' show they put together at the end of the season should be a doozy! There's alot of no-talent-wannabe's who really think they're great.
I hope they don't do like they did last year, separating the guys and girls into two nights of competition. Feel like alot of good talent left because of the segregation. But then, you get the teeny-boppers out here voting and it's all about who has the best hair and clothes anyhow. Also, I think we should vote for who leaves, not who stays. But like I wrote before, not that it matters in my life who wins.
Okay, that's about it for now... are y'all on the edge of your seats waiting to find out what happens in the soap opera that is my job? January 16 Yippee Yippee and..Woo Hoo! American Idol starts tomorrow!! Yay!!! And I'll be home to watch it!!! Try-outs are sometimes the best part of the season, lol. Funniest, at any rate. Yes, yes, yes.... I admit it.. I am a fan. However, I did not watch the first two seasons, it took me a couple years before I fell into the addiction. Last year I even voted. And often. True, who wins makes no difference in my life, but it's still fun. I've even been known to hang around the message boards at Idolonfox.com, staying up late just to read all the bruhaha.
And... and.. check this out! I heard a rumor today that there are significant raises headed our way at work!!! And they're doing away with commission!! Now, that's a reason to celebrate!!! If the rate of pay I heard about is actually true... this woman will be a very happy camper!! Would be even better if they went to weekly pay periods instead of bi-weekly, but the raise is good enough for now, that's for sure!
Despite the fact my day started listening to Mr Wonderful bitching and whining before my eyes were even all the way open (it seems to surprise him that that isn't my ideal way of waking up or trying to get to sleep), my day has been pretty good.
Things That Go Bump.. in the dayMy house is haunted. Y'all can laugh and call me crazy.. it's okay, I can't hear ya anyhow, lol.... but it really is! Nothing bad has happened or anything... no scarry voices telling us to get out or anything like that. No pigs at the windows, no blood dripping down the walls, or unaccounted for dozens of flies clinging to the ceiling. Oh, and none of the kids have vanished to inside the television, and thankfully no dripping wet dead girls have crawled out of it either. We have a somewhat considerate ghost in that sense.
We've sat in the living room and heard light footsteps upstairs. Or the dog will look toward the stairs and get a low growl. Once in awhile I'll get the 'heeby-jeebie' feeling of being watched by something I can't see, but no big deal or anything, I just close the stairway door, and I know alot of it is just my imagination because the stairway is enclosed.
However, whatever it is, seems to be getting... well, seems to want to be noticed more lately. Last night, no one was upstairs but we all heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. Alex and I just looked at each other, then him and one of his buddies went upstairs to see what it was. He was back down a minute later... "You heard it, too, right?" he said to me. I nodded my head in agreement. "Nothing is there."
Then earlier tonight I was chatting with one of my friends online and had a cigarette in my fingers. I swear to you this actually happened... the cigarette was pulled out of my fingers and tossed onto the keyboard. I picked it up and made sure nothing was scorched then looked around and told whoever or whatever it was that that was uncalled for and not to do it again!
I'm thinking this 'ghost' or whatever it is, is something that has followed me. There have been a couple places it wasn't present, and it isn't anything menacing, so I don't worry about it or anything, but it's been around awhile. Every once in a while it likes to make it's presence known and other times it's quiet, in the background keeping watch over us.
I know alot of the things I hear or think I feel are just my overactive imagination going hogwild. But even I don't have the imagination to make someone else hear something that isn't really there. Or to make a cigarette go flying out of my fingers.. or open doors that were closed... so I know I'm not totally bonkers. Yet, anyhow, lol.
Just thought I'd share my little semi-adventure with y'all. And if you have any stories like this, let me know. Maybe we can compare notes! |
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