so last monday i had the flu. it lasted a couple of days and only cost me a few hours of sick time from work.
this monday i awoke with a new illness that caused me to begin considering going to the doctor or something. it was really strange. i thought i was having a stroke, aneurysm, or brain cancer. i have no idea if any of those three things make a person incredibly dizzy but couldn't think of any other possibilities. the 18 or so hours of sleep was the only thing that made life tolerable.
i felt much better this morning and was relieved when two other people came down with the same thing.
sorry you two. you will feel better soon.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
windy but beautiful
i think the temperature got up to 63 or 64 degrees today. it was a bit windy but i'll take it. nearly all the snow is now gone. the wonderfully warm days of spring are just around the corner. life is good.
...and i thought 38 degrees felt good a week ago.
...and i thought 38 degrees felt good a week ago.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
thrilling
when i went to the kitchen to pour out my cold coffee yesterday morning, i saw an bald eagle fly over the house. it was flying away so i was able to see its tail quite clearly. twice in my life i've seen an eagle (without going to an eagle observation area) and both times it's been by chance looking out of a kitchen window.
note to self
spring ahead march 9th (2nd sunday in march)
fall back 1st sunday in november.
the new system is much harder to remember than the old: 1st sunday in april and last sunday in october.
does john boehner look like uglyscott? i don't think so.
fall back 1st sunday in november.
the new system is much harder to remember than the old: 1st sunday in april and last sunday in october.
does john boehner look like uglyscott? i don't think so.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
7 things i hate about the grocery store:
why do i have to work so hard? at what point did everything change?
1. the isles are way too skinny (and that's all i'll say about that...maybe).
2. people stand and talk completely oblivious to anyone else around them who are actually there to get to the very stuff behind them, behind their family reunion or whatever.
3. shelf stocking should be done in the middle of the night. not at noon on sunday or any afternoon, morning, or late afternoon.
4. bring back baggers and teach them how to do it correctly.
5. design a store correctly. sure, they put fruit, vegetables, and bread towards the end of the journey; however, due to the crazy checkout centers nowadays, the fruit, vegetables, and bread end up on top of the cart. the stuff on the top of the cart end up at the bottom of the cart after it's bagged.
6. don't make me do all the work! where did customer service go?
i had an interesting experience today: i piled my stuff onto the conveyor belt, the lazy guy touching my stuff and tossing it into the miniature plastic bags ran out of bags and space for my items. at the same time, i ran out of space on the conveyor belt and we were at a standstill. i guess he wasn't getting paid to do anything at all other than stand there looking like he had just received a lobotomy, so i ran back and forth about twenty times getting the bags and putting them in a still half filled grocery cart and piling more stuff on the belt. STUPID! if i hadn't just spent an hour getting all my food, i would have shouted f***k this, you, and left all my crap right there half in the cart and half in bags and on the belt to go down the street to pay more at another store. and to top it off, when i got to my car, the cart collecting boys stood in my way--completely oblivious of my presence. why would this upset me? i really enjoy standing around waiting for employees to get out of my way. of course, the boys were having a very important discussion to finish regarding buying a car.
7. the shampoo and pet supplies are on the opposite side of the store. put this stuff closer to the groceries. really, who is buying underwear and coats on their way to the eggs?
dear superstores, all of you, go to hell!
1. the isles are way too skinny (and that's all i'll say about that...maybe).
2. people stand and talk completely oblivious to anyone else around them who are actually there to get to the very stuff behind them, behind their family reunion or whatever.
3. shelf stocking should be done in the middle of the night. not at noon on sunday or any afternoon, morning, or late afternoon.
4. bring back baggers and teach them how to do it correctly.
5. design a store correctly. sure, they put fruit, vegetables, and bread towards the end of the journey; however, due to the crazy checkout centers nowadays, the fruit, vegetables, and bread end up on top of the cart. the stuff on the top of the cart end up at the bottom of the cart after it's bagged.
6. don't make me do all the work! where did customer service go?
i had an interesting experience today: i piled my stuff onto the conveyor belt, the lazy guy touching my stuff and tossing it into the miniature plastic bags ran out of bags and space for my items. at the same time, i ran out of space on the conveyor belt and we were at a standstill. i guess he wasn't getting paid to do anything at all other than stand there looking like he had just received a lobotomy, so i ran back and forth about twenty times getting the bags and putting them in a still half filled grocery cart and piling more stuff on the belt. STUPID! if i hadn't just spent an hour getting all my food, i would have shouted f***k this, you, and left all my crap right there half in the cart and half in bags and on the belt to go down the street to pay more at another store. and to top it off, when i got to my car, the cart collecting boys stood in my way--completely oblivious of my presence. why would this upset me? i really enjoy standing around waiting for employees to get out of my way. of course, the boys were having a very important discussion to finish regarding buying a car.
7. the shampoo and pet supplies are on the opposite side of the store. put this stuff closer to the groceries. really, who is buying underwear and coats on their way to the eggs?
dear superstores, all of you, go to hell!
odds & ends
the first day of spring will be here in 47 days. i'm predicting a mild spring this year. the robins are coming back and the song birds are beginning to sing.
"cat" seems to be feeling better. she doesn't act like she's too upset about her adjusted food portions. i can't tell by looking at her if she has lost any weight.
my fingernails grow too fast. when they get long, my fingertips hurt.
why do i have to go to the grocery store? why can't i order everything on amazon.com? those people are efficient and have great boxes--i trust them to ship my groceries.
i'm voting for amazon and google in the next election.
do you know people who don't understand the rules of conversation? maybe i'm the one that doesn't understand the rules, but don't normal people say something and listen to the response from the other? is a conversation really taking place when one person talks non-stop without concern for a response in any way? i know two people that can clear out a bar and make the waitstaff and bartenders want to quit their job after, of course, stabbing themselves in the eye with a pen.
"cat" seems to be feeling better. she doesn't act like she's too upset about her adjusted food portions. i can't tell by looking at her if she has lost any weight.
my fingernails grow too fast. when they get long, my fingertips hurt.
why do i have to go to the grocery store? why can't i order everything on amazon.com? those people are efficient and have great boxes--i trust them to ship my groceries.
i'm voting for amazon and google in the next election.
do you know people who don't understand the rules of conversation? maybe i'm the one that doesn't understand the rules, but don't normal people say something and listen to the response from the other? is a conversation really taking place when one person talks non-stop without concern for a response in any way? i know two people that can clear out a bar and make the waitstaff and bartenders want to quit their job after, of course, stabbing themselves in the eye with a pen.
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