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Yesterday I was on the phone with a male co-worker discussing our current project. He was asking me if I had updated a document and I've got so many things going on, I literally couldn't remember if I'd done made the changes. Then this conversation happens:
Me: I remember thinking about making the change, but I don't think I did. Let me open it up and check.
{ I scan through the document }
Me: OH! I'm a big fat liar.. I DID make the changes.
Him: You're not fat.
{ I have spotted a typo and zoom in to focus on fixing that when.. suddenly I realize what he said }
Me: What?!
Him: You said you're fat and you're not
Me: I didn't say I was fat! I said my lie was fat.
Him: All the same, you're not fat.
Me: Let's move on..
At the time I thought: that is wacky, but now that I've had time to think about it more I'm all over the map about it. Because I'm over-analytical I have many issues.
A. What?
B. How is it possible some one could misinterpret what I said?
C. I know if I'm fat or not fat. I don't need him to tell me that.
D. If I did think I were fat, do you think I would actually say I thought I was fat?
E. If the answer to D is yes, wouldn't I be some pathetic low self-esteem person trying to fish for someone to tell me I'm not fat.
F. Is that what he thinks? I'm going to kick his skinny butt!
G. Most of all, I think I'm insulted at this what I think was really a thinly veiled attempt at flattery. Does he think I'm that simple? Does he think I need that kind of boosting up? Do I come across as that needy? Why would he chose that as a compliment? I mean: would he say that to a guy? I don't think so. I'm really going to kick his skinny ass!
Or maybe I just think too much. Upon further reflection I think it should just be filed in the "dumb things guys sometimes say when they are trying to be nice" file.
I am SO excited about this election! I voted at 7:15 am and can't wait for the rest of the results.
Here we go...
it's 8:30 and already MA has it's first black governor and the first Democrat in 16 years. wo-ho! And I'm proud to say we're breaking voting records for turnout..
I take a break from election night fun to bring you my reality show idea: 2 people at work who clearly can't communicate: me and the guy who told me I wasn't fat last week.
Today's episode/phone call, during which the most bizarre sounds were coming through the phone:
Me: what is that sound?
Him: my zipper
Me: what?! {I'm thinking why is the phone next to his zipper while he's talking to me? Why is he zipping? }
Him: my zipper and I can't get it up
Me: { in my head: OMG! I can't even mock that }
Him: got it! I had to pack my laptop up to a meeting out of the office
Me: oh
Is that wacky or do I just have a dirty mind??
Yeeeeeeehaaaaawwwwww.... because if Americans voted GOP this year I would have seriously feared for their sanity (ok, I actually do have that fear because how else can you explain 2004?). Le
Let's Review the outcome
Democrats run the House
Democrats are currently in a tie in the Senate with 2 races still undecided (in VA: Macaca Finkelstein vs. the Misogynist - of course that had to come down to the wire. I don't think I could vote for either of them if I lived there)
There will be a female Speaker of the House (No matter what you think of her personally or her politics... you go girl, break up that old boys club!)
South Dakota abortion ban defeated (a ban that had no exceptions, even for the life of the mother. Thank you citizens of South Dakota for not making a bunch of cells more important than the fully grown female that houses them)
I feel like it's 1992 and there is hope once again. Now let's hope the Democrats can get some sort of coherent platform together.. and for God's sake, don't let John Kerry run for President. Tie him down if you have to!
because at least I am A. not this guy and B. wasn't one of the poor saps in the room who had to sit through this without laughing. There really is only so much a person should have to endure.
So proud of itself for successfully merging with MBNA, Bank of America takes one of the most beautiful U2 songs and changes the lyrics so it's about . . . credit cards. And it's maybe meant to be a joke. But the singer takes himself so seriously, that it's not a joke.
Things that are needed at my house for the past 4 days: milk and cotton balls
Times I have gone to the store in the last 4 days for these items: 3... 3!!
Number of contains or milk and/or cotton balls purchased: 0...0!!!
Amount spent on other, un-needed groceries and assorted stuff: $85 (but I did finally find a lipstick that I like)
Why is it that we can go to the store for one needed item and return home with everything except that one item?
This weekend I was off to a baby shower for a co-worker. I realized the day before the event that there was a high probability that I would know no-one there. I couldn't think of anyone else she would invite (after all we work in IT in the financial services industry - the double whammy of male control - only the US Congress has a higher % of male employees).
On the way there, I came up with my plan. When I arrived, I would scan the room for a Chatty McChatty anld sit near them. That way I wouldn't have to carry any conversations, no awkward pauses to survive... the worst that could happen is I could be bored for awhile. I walked in, someone came up to me, scurried away with my gift, didn't introduce herself and left me standing there, looking around hopelessly. To my left was a table of sullen looking teenaged girls. Oh right, she has a baby sister. No, this is not the table for me. To my right, a table full of elderly people looking around at everyone. Yes, it's the grandparents table and I can almost hear the bubbles above their heads: wow, she's gained weight! When will cousin Mary get married? And Joanne and her husband - when will they get around to having a baby. This is not the table for me. I continue my sweep around the room and finally spied a woman gesturing wildly at a table and laughing loudly with 2 others: AH! That's my play! And that is how this Irish girl ended up at the table of Italian aunts and cousins and nearly pissed her pants laughing for 3 hours.
No topic was off limits for discussion... all their stories about the births of their children, whose husband fainted during the delivery, how big boobs catch food that may fall off your fork, how the elderly, completely expressionless waiter was clearly hitting on us, quitting smoking, the best restaurants in Florence, how fried shrimp is really a diet food...
Through the course of the event, I found that people react to a stranger like me in one of three ways:
1. Think: I don't know her, so I will act as if she is completely invisible
2. Think: I don't know her, so I will introduce myself and ask who she is
3. Think: I don't think I know her, but I must since she is here, so I will just pretend I know who she is.
It is this last group that I has the most fun with. One of the grandmothers hugged me and told me it was good to see me again. A younger person asked how I was doing since we last saw each other at the wedding (I didn't know Preg-o when she got married). How I enjoyed going along: I've been great since the wedding! Started a new job last spring, etc.
What a great way to spend an afternoon!
because banks and other companies are stupid and inept.
See... on 10/30 I put the old mortgage check in the mail. Days passed, the check wasn't cashed. More days passed.. the check wasn't cashed. On 11/10, I called the mortgage company and asked: what's up? They said (as they usually do): we don't know. We haven't received it. Sigh.. since on 11/15 the payment is considered late and it's now been 10 business days since the original check was mailed (and it only had to go 2 hours from my home), one can assume it's lost, right? I should send another check, right? Being late with a mortgage payment doesn't seem like a good idea, right?
So on Friday I sent off another check. Yesterday: they cashed the first check. And since they'd also received the second check, they went right ahead and cashed that, too. Yikes!
But you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to transfer money from my emergency savings (yes, it's true I'm one of those people you read about who have 6 month salary in emergency savings). My point: get thyself some savings - try it! Life is so much less stressful when you have a cushion like that.
A happy start to the day is... scavenging through your closet looking for a pair of shoes you can stand to wear with the outfit you have on and stumbling across the perfect pair - that you have no memory of owning and exclaiming with joy: I don't know where you've been all fall, but I'm so happy to see you now!
Bush Choice for Family-Planning Post Criticized
The Bush administration has appointed a new chief of family-planning programs at the Department of Health and Human Services who worked at a Christian pregnancy-counseling organization that regards the distribution of contraceptives as "demeaning to women."Keroack, an obstetrician-gynecologist, will advise Secretary Mike Leavitt on matters such as reproductive health and adolescent pregnancy. He will oversee $283 million in annual family-planning grants that, according to HHS, are "designed to provide access to contraceptive supplies and information to all who want and need them with priority given to low-income persons."
Jeez Louise... giving women contraceptives isn't demeaning, it's empowering and that is what conservatives are really afraid of.
I randomly decided to listen to Dark Side of the Moon today.. on my iPod. My iPod! Doesn't it just seem wrong that such an album could even exist on an iPod? It should be an LP only experience. Of course, I'm a total hypocrite because I've never owned it in any other form than CD. Not that any of of that really matters (except I intend to seek it out on LP)... all I need to say really is I haven't really listened to this since my high school or college days, this album stands up up (even without doobage). What was it about 1973? Or more importantly: do you know anyone who doesn't own this album? Do you want to know anyone who doesn't own this album...
(I'll be eagerly awaiting people I actually know emailing to tell me they don't, to which I'll say: get it. Get it now)
Even before I arrived at work today.. before my 2 hour long 9:30am meeting with will accomplish nothing but bore us to death - a meeting so ridiculous that people laugh out loud at the project manager (when a PM says things like: planning makes projects inefficient, how can you not laugh?) - a meeting in which we will be told our "velocity" is so low that at this rate, our Feb. release will be in Aug. , yet "we can't go any faster" - holy moly, stop the madness..... yes, before I even got to work today I realized that someone has a case of the Mondays, and that person was me.

So much to be thankful for.. starting with this photo:
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The two worst days to go to the gym are: the day after New Years day and the day after Thanksgiving. These are the days that the people who show up at the gym twice a year show up. I don't care how much you ate on Thanksgiving, flannel elastic waisted pajamas with bears on them are not appropriate attire. If you can't squeeze yourself into your usual workout wear, get some yourself some new attire: like the guy running on the track in his new sweatpants with the "L" stickers all down his ass.
You didn't think this would a tale of a trip to the mall, did you? No way would I subject myself to that on the day after Thanksgiving. I have no desire to be trampled by people after cheap goods from China.
It's true. I'm watching football. I don't remember the last time I watched a regular season NFL game. I actually do like football, but I'm primarily a baseball and basketball girl. I've said: I'm not watching the Patriots until Pat Patriot comes back as the logo. I hate the swoosh.
But all week, the buzz was on: the Patriots have a big game against the Bears. The Chicago Bears?! Where is Jim McMahon? The Fridge? Why oh why don't NFL teams make videos anymore (well.. have you seen that SuperBowl Shuffle video?). OK, it's true, I've never gotten over SuperBowl XX. I don't know why. I recovered from Game 6. I watch baseball. But that SuperBowl just killed me. So we're playing the Bears again... hmm. The Patriots must win this game!
I turn the game on and ACCCCHHHH.. my ears! Joe Buck! I forgot his does football. Who is calling the game with him.. it's sounds like Tom Arnold (ah, once I see him I see it's Troy Aikman). And what is this stormtrooper with football shoulder pads Fox animation doing here? Is that the football equivalent of Scooter? Fox!
So I'm watching and I'm totally sucked back in. Watching football is like riding a bike (or turning on Days of Our Lives when you haven't seen it since High School), you just fall back into it, you know exactly what's going on. AH.. the Bears have a guy named Tank! I love this... or maybe I'm just looking for more things to watch on my HD, you never know.