DH has not yet guessed which fork in our kitchen is my favorite.
Whew knew a passing blog entry would cause so much entertainment for me.
Ms.B
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
That's What She Said III
I'm having Justin's baby.
Your yogurt just spit on me.
So you stick it in the bottom and push it all the way through... It works better if you point it at someone...
Stick it in my box.
Your yogurt just spit on me.
So you stick it in the bottom and push it all the way through... It works better if you point it at someone...
Stick it in my box.
...Pretty...
The bulbs that DH and I planted last fall are coming up and blooming all over the place.
I'm so happy that we took the time to get them in the ground! Now if only those bugs hadn't killed half our front lawn. TruGreen sprayed, so the problem is gone. But it will be a couple of weeks before we get our pretty green turf back.
Doh!
But spring is a-comin'!
I'm so happy!
I'm so happy that we took the time to get them in the ground! Now if only those bugs hadn't killed half our front lawn. TruGreen sprayed, so the problem is gone. But it will be a couple of weeks before we get our pretty green turf back.
Doh!
But spring is a-comin'!
I'm so happy!
Miamouse Army
My miamouse army grew by two yesterday when we went to pick up some 'lunch' for our snakes. I now have a grand total of nine. Three that look like my original baby mia and six others that are various shades of spotted. They are getting tamer now. A few let me scoop them up and hold them. The shyest of the bunch are even taking food from my hands and hopping into my palm when I have a handful of goldfish crackers to share. Who knew something so small (and potentially scary) could be so sweet and friendly.
Oochie boo.
Oochie boo.
Random Fact About Me
I have a favorite fork.
No hidden meaning there. I really do have one fork that I love above all others in our kitchen.
And I'm not even really sure why.
Ms.B
No hidden meaning there. I really do have one fork that I love above all others in our kitchen.
And I'm not even really sure why.
Ms.B
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Finally!
I'm not one to blab about politics or controversial issues. Really... but I have to say that the following headline makes me super duper happy:
Phil Spector Guilty of Murder!
Come on, now, really. I realize that in this day and age about ANYTHING is possible, but you will never be able to convince me that a woman who is in the acting business would EVER commit suicide in the home of a stranger, mere hours after meeting him for the first time, with HIS gun by shooting herself in the face.
No way.
Nope.
Nuh uh. :::shakes head:::
I saw the pictures online of her dead body. Slumped in a chair. Her purse strap over her shoulder. What woman hunts around a stranger's mansion for a gun, picks up her purse as if she is about to leave the place and then slumps down in a chair near the exit and eats a bullet instead? That man killed her and I'm glad that a jury in California finally did the right thing and convicted a celebrity who was guilty as hell. Even if he hadn't previously chased five other women with guns or confessed to his chauffeur right afterward I'd think he was guilty.
Give that man 20+ years (the equal to a life sentence) behind bars. Give that man a hair cut. Give Lana Clarkson justice. Sweet deal.
And there it is folks, my two cents.
Mrs.B
Phil Spector Guilty of Murder!
Come on, now, really. I realize that in this day and age about ANYTHING is possible, but you will never be able to convince me that a woman who is in the acting business would EVER commit suicide in the home of a stranger, mere hours after meeting him for the first time, with HIS gun by shooting herself in the face.
No way.
Nope.
Nuh uh. :::shakes head:::
I saw the pictures online of her dead body. Slumped in a chair. Her purse strap over her shoulder. What woman hunts around a stranger's mansion for a gun, picks up her purse as if she is about to leave the place and then slumps down in a chair near the exit and eats a bullet instead? That man killed her and I'm glad that a jury in California finally did the right thing and convicted a celebrity who was guilty as hell. Even if he hadn't previously chased five other women with guns or confessed to his chauffeur right afterward I'd think he was guilty.
Give that man 20+ years (the equal to a life sentence) behind bars. Give that man a hair cut. Give Lana Clarkson justice. Sweet deal.
And there it is folks, my two cents.
Mrs.B
Friday, March 27, 2009
"That's what SHE said." II
Is your pickle delicious? (The best part about this comment regarding Matt's pickle is that he quickly reminded us that it would be what "HE" said rather than "she". Oh my!)
It's sticky. Can't get it in my mouth!
Are you going to be down there for long?
I love Cock Sauce! -------->
Oh cute. I've never seen one so small before!
Here. Touch it.
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I never realized how many harmless comments could sounds so dirty! Scandal! But good for a laugh. Laughter at work makes a day fly by. Even when it involves Potty Humor.
I is a Processor!
I passed my test.
I am done with training.
I still have no idea what I am doing.
AHHHHHH!
It's very exciting. I'll get a better grasp on things as time goes by, and my "learning" is only beginning.
Tomorrow night is my first real shift. A full 10-hours. I have my assigned row (Row 4, for the win!) and will be able to do my thing! Yay! (Please don't let "My Thing" involve messing up!) Part of this next shift will even be overtime, which will fall into the $30+ an hour range. Neato!
I went out today and bought some scrubs to "celebrate". It's not required that we wear scrubs at work, but I think they'll be most comfy. And then I can use the free gym. I didn't relish the idea of working up a sweat in jeans. They could... chap? Ew.
I PASSED!!! *dances*
Ms.B
I am done with training.
I still have no idea what I am doing.
AHHHHHH!
It's very exciting. I'll get a better grasp on things as time goes by, and my "learning" is only beginning.
Tomorrow night is my first real shift. A full 10-hours. I have my assigned row (Row 4, for the win!) and will be able to do my thing! Yay! (Please don't let "My Thing" involve messing up!) Part of this next shift will even be overtime, which will fall into the $30+ an hour range. Neato!
I went out today and bought some scrubs to "celebrate". It's not required that we wear scrubs at work, but I think they'll be most comfy. And then I can use the free gym. I didn't relish the idea of working up a sweat in jeans. They could... chap? Ew.
I PASSED!!! *dances*
Ms.B
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
"That's what SHE said."
A rather amusing, quick-witted trainer at work has a quip-phrase that he likes to use... whenever possible applicable. The line is-- "That's what she said!" (So maybe he didn't originate the phrase, but he 'owns' it, people. That's all that matters!)
He finds all sorts of chances to pipe up with it. Like immediately following comments like these:
#1) It just keeps getting bigger.
#2) It's more fun when it spits.
#3) I need more meat.
#4) Milking a goat is a two man job.
Keep in mind that all these phrases were said in the context of a regular conversation, having nothing to do with naughty, naughty things. Alas, they all have new meaning now.
Thanks, Ryan!
Ms.B
He finds all sorts of chances to pipe up with it. Like immediately following comments like these:
#1) It just keeps getting bigger.
#2) It's more fun when it spits.
#3) I need more meat.
#4) Milking a goat is a two man job.
Keep in mind that all these phrases were said in the context of a regular conversation, having nothing to do with naughty, naughty things. Alas, they all have new meaning now.
Thanks, Ryan!
Ms.B
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Input Overload
I had been in my old job position for so long that I spent my days on auto-pilot. A new postion/company/field has been quite an adjustment. I really like where I am at now though. It's been such a good experience, really, that I am angry at myself for letting the fear of change hold me back for so long.
I am as pleased with The Lab now as I was during my last 'work update'.
I have only a week of official training left. It will be about 6 months before I really have it all down, I'm sure. But I'm picking up on things and I know that everything that is so confusing right now will be easy and routine in time.
Right now I am on a 4-day work week which leaves me three consecutive days off each weekend. My hope is that I can eventually move to 7-on/7-offs very soon so that I can carpool with DH. It seems rather fantastic to think that if I just picked up a few extra shifts beyond what I am used to doing, I can have a SEVEN day weekend... all the time!! Only work half the year. Seriously, how much better could it get? *dream* Oh, wait. It does get better. Once I am out of training, there will be chances to pick up overtime. And in my department, overtime pays triple. If I go in and pick up a shift sometime in the middle of one of my weekends, I will make $30+ an hour.
Sweet.
The clock is tell me that it is now almost 3 a.m.. I think it is time to get my fuzzy brained self into bed. One shouldn't blog in this state. I'm capable of writing about such silly things. Thank goodness I had the self-control to limit myself to work... this time.
Ms.B
I am as pleased with The Lab now as I was during my last 'work update'.
I have only a week of official training left. It will be about 6 months before I really have it all down, I'm sure. But I'm picking up on things and I know that everything that is so confusing right now will be easy and routine in time.
Right now I am on a 4-day work week which leaves me three consecutive days off each weekend. My hope is that I can eventually move to 7-on/7-offs very soon so that I can carpool with DH. It seems rather fantastic to think that if I just picked up a few extra shifts beyond what I am used to doing, I can have a SEVEN day weekend... all the time!! Only work half the year. Seriously, how much better could it get? *dream* Oh, wait. It does get better. Once I am out of training, there will be chances to pick up overtime. And in my department, overtime pays triple. If I go in and pick up a shift sometime in the middle of one of my weekends, I will make $30+ an hour.
Sweet.
The clock is tell me that it is now almost 3 a.m.. I think it is time to get my fuzzy brained self into bed. One shouldn't blog in this state. I'm capable of writing about such silly things. Thank goodness I had the self-control to limit myself to work... this time.
Ms.B
Friday, March 20, 2009
Double Take
I passed him twice before I realized I knew those eyes. The scruffy hair, beard and glasses were new to me... but the baby face behind them... so familiar.
Instead of approaching him and saying 'hello' I went to the company website and looked up his profile. I had to be sure he was 'him', ya know? Yes, yes. There he was. The name was right and the year-old picture on the server more closely resembled the old college buddy in my memories.
Finally, this morning as I was leaving work, I threw aside my shy feelings and approached him. We grinned like fools as we chatted for a few minutes. He's more quiet now. The bounce is missing from his step and he seems really tired. Maybe stressed?
I'm always glad to see old friends, but its hard when reality kills the memory. I will no longer think of him as the sweet, laughing, eager boy he used to be. Of course, there is always the hope that he was just having an off-day. Only time will tell.
Ms.B
Instead of approaching him and saying 'hello' I went to the company website and looked up his profile. I had to be sure he was 'him', ya know? Yes, yes. There he was. The name was right and the year-old picture on the server more closely resembled the old college buddy in my memories.
Finally, this morning as I was leaving work, I threw aside my shy feelings and approached him. We grinned like fools as we chatted for a few minutes. He's more quiet now. The bounce is missing from his step and he seems really tired. Maybe stressed?
I'm always glad to see old friends, but its hard when reality kills the memory. I will no longer think of him as the sweet, laughing, eager boy he used to be. Of course, there is always the hope that he was just having an off-day. Only time will tell.
Ms.B
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wow
Sometimes my life needs guidance by outside forces. Having my position at the care center absorbed by other departments was one of those nudges.
I spent the past few years at the care center hating my job off and on. Knowing that I should look for a better company, yet feeling loyalty to residents and staff that I had been with for almost eight years. Now that the company I was loyal too for so long decided this loyalty was one-sided and sent me on my way, I was forced to do something I had been contemplating doing for so long. It must have been destiny, really, since things have worked out so well.
Before I even had all my personal items boxed and in my car that final day, I knew where I would go. And I did. I came home and applied that very night. I'll refer to this wonderful new place as "The Lab" for lack of a better or more creative name. Granted, its more than just 'a lab', but the nickname will suffice. It's been less than a month and I'm already started at my new company. My new CAREER, even. Day One of Orientation was today. Here are the main things that stood out for me from all the info I had to soak up:
1) Over 100 people applied for my specific position. I was chosen. I was called the "Cream of the Crop" today. I can't express what that did for my self-esteem.
2) The Orientation I did for new employees at the care center was put to absolute SHAME by the amazing, enjoyable, high-tech training I had today. Wow.
3) There is a free gym at my new workplace, complete with free personal trainers. The only part I'll have to pay for are the massages. $10 for 15 minutes. Nice.
4) No matter WHAT subject I study, The Lab will pay at least 75% of my tuition. If I enter a med tech position, they will pay 100% of my studies. I could take sign language. Or art. Or foreign language. Home Economics. Doesn't matter. They'll reimburse. They want us to further our education! They would offer the same benefits to my spouse too (and any future children!) Of course, DH is already employed there.
5) Ergonomic Specialists will do whatever they can to make sure that my work station is suited to MY specific needs. Amazing. I couldn't even get the care center to get me a new chair, let alone a computer for my desk. I had to provide those things for myself if I wanted them.
6) I have a fancy name badge, complete with colored photo, that grants me access to numerous computerized doors that will only open for authorized personnel. High Tech fun!
7) The cafeteria there is awesome. Decent food, too. And vending machines everywhere full of rather healthy looking goodies. Oh, and those machines take credit cards, for the record. Oooh. Aaaah!
8) The benefits at The Lab are AMAZING!! Seriously. I'll learn more about them on Tuesday but more than one person in my training today admitted that they had applied there specifically for the benefits that are offered.
9) The Lab has been given the honor of being one of the Top 100 Companies to Work For by a well-known magazine in recent years. Finally, they received a letter from the publisher saying that because the government technically owned The Lab, they couldn't be placed on the list any more. Otherwise, they'd still be listed, I'm sure. Apparently they are the top lab in the country. Sweet deal!
10) I only work four days a week. Four 10-hour shifts. And down the road I'll have the option to work 7-on/7-off if I want to. Both of those are improved hours. Yes!
______________
There is so much more I could say, really. But I'll sum it up with
"I'm SO FREAKIN' EXCITED!!" --- *ahem*
I still miss the care center. I keep thinking of things that should be getting done, then realize its not my worry. Part of me hopes its all happening so that everything goes smoothly. Of course, the little devil on my shoulder is glad a few things will go un-done and cause problems. I want them to miss me and regret sending me on my way. After all, I was good to them for a long, long time. And I'd have stayed that way for a long while to come, I'm sure. But they were fools and let me go.
And now, I feel like I've won a prize somehow.
Ms.B
I spent the past few years at the care center hating my job off and on. Knowing that I should look for a better company, yet feeling loyalty to residents and staff that I had been with for almost eight years. Now that the company I was loyal too for so long decided this loyalty was one-sided and sent me on my way, I was forced to do something I had been contemplating doing for so long. It must have been destiny, really, since things have worked out so well.
Before I even had all my personal items boxed and in my car that final day, I knew where I would go. And I did. I came home and applied that very night. I'll refer to this wonderful new place as "The Lab" for lack of a better or more creative name. Granted, its more than just 'a lab', but the nickname will suffice. It's been less than a month and I'm already started at my new company. My new CAREER, even. Day One of Orientation was today. Here are the main things that stood out for me from all the info I had to soak up:
1) Over 100 people applied for my specific position. I was chosen. I was called the "Cream of the Crop" today. I can't express what that did for my self-esteem.
2) The Orientation I did for new employees at the care center was put to absolute SHAME by the amazing, enjoyable, high-tech training I had today. Wow.
3) There is a free gym at my new workplace, complete with free personal trainers. The only part I'll have to pay for are the massages. $10 for 15 minutes. Nice.
4) No matter WHAT subject I study, The Lab will pay at least 75% of my tuition. If I enter a med tech position, they will pay 100% of my studies. I could take sign language. Or art. Or foreign language. Home Economics. Doesn't matter. They'll reimburse. They want us to further our education! They would offer the same benefits to my spouse too (and any future children!) Of course, DH is already employed there.
5) Ergonomic Specialists will do whatever they can to make sure that my work station is suited to MY specific needs. Amazing. I couldn't even get the care center to get me a new chair, let alone a computer for my desk. I had to provide those things for myself if I wanted them.
6) I have a fancy name badge, complete with colored photo, that grants me access to numerous computerized doors that will only open for authorized personnel. High Tech fun!
7) The cafeteria there is awesome. Decent food, too. And vending machines everywhere full of rather healthy looking goodies. Oh, and those machines take credit cards, for the record. Oooh. Aaaah!
8) The benefits at The Lab are AMAZING!! Seriously. I'll learn more about them on Tuesday but more than one person in my training today admitted that they had applied there specifically for the benefits that are offered.
9) The Lab has been given the honor of being one of the Top 100 Companies to Work For by a well-known magazine in recent years. Finally, they received a letter from the publisher saying that because the government technically owned The Lab, they couldn't be placed on the list any more. Otherwise, they'd still be listed, I'm sure. Apparently they are the top lab in the country. Sweet deal!
10) I only work four days a week. Four 10-hour shifts. And down the road I'll have the option to work 7-on/7-off if I want to. Both of those are improved hours. Yes!
______________
There is so much more I could say, really. But I'll sum it up with
"I'm SO FREAKIN' EXCITED!!" --- *ahem*
I still miss the care center. I keep thinking of things that should be getting done, then realize its not my worry. Part of me hopes its all happening so that everything goes smoothly. Of course, the little devil on my shoulder is glad a few things will go un-done and cause problems. I want them to miss me and regret sending me on my way. After all, I was good to them for a long, long time. And I'd have stayed that way for a long while to come, I'm sure. But they were fools and let me go.
And now, I feel like I've won a prize somehow.
Ms.B
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