Monday, December 29, 2008
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Children left under Nebraska's safe-haven law
Citigroup to cut more than 50,000 jobs
So by all means...let's help other countries first.
Let's bailout wallstreet because they got greedy and got busted for it.
Let's bailout the big 3 because they are too stupid to figure out how to build quality cars and run a decent business.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
- Work goes nutso trying to achieve PCI compliance.
- My Grandfather took to his deathbed.
- My friend gets diagnosed with stage 4 cancer.
- Mr. Stomach Flu visited the house.
- A week later I contract the cold from hell. It's been more than 2 weeks and still lingering. The past few years my hubby and son would get the horrible colds and it would pass me by. The Doc said "well, what comes around goes around..". Guess my number was up. lol
- I end up 2 weeks behind in my college course. The prof has been very understanding, but communicated that if I don't catch up and keep up, I will flunk.
- Work has calmed down to an enjoyable pace.
- We buried my Grandfather this past Monday. He was 94 and tired of having to have people wipe his ass. He wanted to go. He had a long and wonderful life, so while it is sad...we were happy he got what he wanted.
- My friend is "ok" for now. Just had her 2nd round of chemo and feels like dog shit which should pass in a few days. Also, her sister is now in town. =)
- Stomach flu has left the building and the cold is getting better.
- I am pretty much caught up with my school work.
What a weird year this has been....
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Monday, November 03, 2008
I tried to go before work yesterday morning, but the line was over a block long 1/2 hour before it opened.
We got there at about 5:45 and again, the line was all the way down the front of the building, which is an old shut down builders square building, so it's pretty huge. We were prepared to wait a few hours.
We "thought" the line outside was the worst of it. hahahaha
Found out that was the easy part.
We were only outside about 15 minutes. Once inside the fun began. 3 hours and 15 minutes of standing and sitting and waiting. Some folks had been there going on 4 hours.
They passed out clipboards to fill out while outside in line, which helped the process. Come to find out they were processing 1000 voters an hour. They had processed over 4000 voters on Sunday and close to 10,000 yesterday.
I didn't like it, but I did it. A small price to pay to attempt to change the world.
My husband, whom is VERY quick to get VERY cranky from lack of food (we left our dinner 1/2 cooked to go vote) and had his knee replaced in May (my knees hurt from standing, so I KNOW his did) didn't complain. He brought up the fact that there are countries where you risk your life to vote and people do it anyhow, because it is THAT important.
We decided it was a pain in the ass to wait that long, but at the same time, it was AWESOME, in every sense of the word, to see that kind of turnout.
We took our 14 year old, so he could experience the process and this historical event. He was less than thrilled with the wait and grumbled a bit. But once we got our ballot and hit the booth, I think he was a little excited. I told him "we did it...we helped to change the world". I think he actually had a look of pride.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
How do you go from feeling/thinking you are healthy as a horse to being diagnosed stage 4 cancer. Blood, bones, liver....
No, not The Cube Monkey...thank god, but a very good friend, and someone that doesn't deserve this shit...
Please....positive thoughts and prayers to my friend.
I am so done being an adult. I SO want to be a kid again with no worries.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Yesterday I listened to Congress back Richard Fuld against the wall. Richard Fuld is/WAS CEO of Lehman Brothers Holdings.
What bothered me about this is what has been bothering me about corporate america for a very long time.
Mr. Fuld was trying to justify the millions of dollars that he feels should be paid to executives out of the taxpayers very generous 700 billion dollar bailout while his employees and shareholders walk away holding dick.
People think this only happens occassionally. It happens everyday. It has been happening for years.
Now I really don't care if Executives make billions of dollars a year, but ONLY if their employees are being paid appropriately and the company is strong.
I have been laid off by 2 large corporations over the past 10 years because of corporate buyouts. The executives walked away with millions. The employees got about 2 weeks severence. Check the stats on employment and I think you can do the math at how far 2 weeks severence goes.
Yes I am employed. Yes I am thankful, but every year it gets worse. Executive pay has gone up over 200% in the past 10 years, while employee pay has gone down.
I now make 5000 less than I did at my previous job. Most folks I know are in the same boat.
Companies are on hiring freezes. Bonuses have gone out the window (except for the executives, of course). Pensions are a thing of the past.
Yes, American workers are VERY hard working. Companies spend billions of dollars a year on research groups trying to figure out why moral is so low with the american worker and how they can make it better.
Friday, October 03, 2008
I thought about this.
Ya know....for a boss, I don't WANT someone that is just like me. I don't want an equal.
I want someone that I can look up to for guidance. I want someone that I think about and am just in "awe" of their intelligence and leadership. Someone that I aspire to be like.
I want someone that doesn't talk down to me, but "leads" me with confidence.
Someone that empowers me to be the best that I can be.
I have friends for camaraderie.
America doesn't need camaraderie....we need a leader.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
The CISSP (Certified Information Systems Security Specialist) is the gold standard in the information security world. It is a highly valued certification.
I have this certification.
Most folks think that information security deals with just computers and networks.
Not true. The study gets into physical security as well.
I read alot of infosec news, blogs, etc.. and often the topic comes up about how safe the U.S. is since 9/11.
Mostsecurity experts agree that we are LESS safe. We are less safe because the world hates us now. We have a bully for a boss and he'd rather punch you in the face than to sit down and discuss with you.
What gets me is all the people that fall prey to the "fear tactics". They think we are more safe and think voting someone in like Bush will keep us safe.
Think about your life back in school (elementary, middle school, high school) didn't you just want to beat the shit out of the bully? You normally just avoided him. If you ran into him now, what would you do? Most would not fight. Most would talk.
Folks, we are NOT more safe than we were 8 years ago. We are LESS safe.
99% of the controls that have been put in place are nothing more than security theater.
Names of some of the founders that wrote the Statement of Principles?
I. Lewis Libby
Dan Quayle (really?)
Bush is blaming the entire mortgage mess on congress...You know if it were a republican congress he wouldn't be doing this.
And NOW Bush is saying he will bring home 4000 troops from Iraq and send more into Afghanistan. Gee....wasn't that Obama's idea?
Either that or he's hoping it will cause a quagmire and then McCain will be a shoo-in as the only person "hero" that can fix the mess.
Be afraid....be very afraid.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
A few years ago I told my Mother “the older I get, the less stupid you become”. She looked at me funny. I don’t think she quite understood what I meant by that. I think I hurt her feelings, which was not my intent. I certainly have never thought of my Mother as stupid. Quite the contrary. I’ve always thought my Mother to be a highly intelligent woman.
At the age of 35 my Mother found herself widowed with 4 children under the age of 14. Being children, we were selfish. Of course we had no clue what she was going through, nor did we attempt to try. We were used to being the center of our parents’ world. We leaned on our parents for support. My Mother and Father were used to leaning on each other for support. And then he was no longer there. Now when I look back, I am amazed. My Mother has always been a very strong woman, but I can’t even imagine going through what she endured and lives to tell the tale.
We were not horrible children, but I know we were pretty rotten to her the majority of the time. As she was trying to digest the loss of her husband and raise 4 kids on her own, we were busy being kids and not understanding the major curve ball that life had thrown her way.
Through all of this, my Mother continued to do as she had always done. She got up every morning and she went to work. I have never known my Mother not to have a job. I have never known my Mother to give less than 120% in her work. Some jobs she loved. Some she hated. But she always gave her all. Her work ethic is stronger than anyone I have ever known.
My comment to my Mother was in regard to what I learned by watching her through the tough times growing up. She didn’t know it then, just as I didn’t know it then, but she was teaching me many valuable life lessons.
As I hit certain points in my life, I can look back and have those “ah ha” moments and I am humbled and can understand.
Marriage, the birth of my son, worrying about health and money, trying to have a life of my own, trying to be successful in a job. All of these things my Mother has experienced. Now I can understand some of the things she went through and with every “ah ha” moment, my respect and gratitude for her grows even deeper.
My brothers, sister and I thankfully didn’t turn out to be murderers or knocking over liquor stores, but we didn’t always follow the right path in life. Sometimes we would start down a good path, just to take a bad turn, for whatever reason. But my Mother was always there for us. Her love never waivered.
In the end, I think we turned out ok. My older brother is an OSHA Manager. My younger sister is a Medical Assistant. My younger brother is an AutoCAD Operator, and I am an IT Security Analyst. All of us…get up in the morning and we go to work. From what I can tell, we all give 120% in our jobs. We do our best when we love it. We do our best when we hate it. And there is only one place we could have learned such a work ethic. And that would be from our Mother.
Although we joke wondering what she will do with herself not working her usual 60 hour weeks, on this day of celebrating my Mothers retirement, I can think of no one on this earth that deserves to sit back, relax, and enjoy life more than my Mom.
Her post yesterday made me think about something similar that I was going to write about regarding my day yesterday.
If you don't have time to read her post, in a nutshell, she took her little boy to his first day of Kindergarten.
I missed my son's first day of kindergarten 9 years ago. I was not able to get off of work. My husband took him and filmed the entire thing, including the almost mile walk. =)
I'm not sure if I'm thankful I missed it or not, although I think I cried just as hard because I "did" miss it.
Yesterday I took my son to his first day of High School. He was VERY nervous. I'm sure he was scared, although he kept saying he wasn't.
When I was his age, we lived in a rural area. Our High School had maybe 1400 kids in the school. My graduating class was a whopping 329 students and that was BIG for that school. The school was one level and sat in the middle of a cornfield.
When we went for orientation last week was when MY fear kicked in. My sons' school is an inner city school. 4 levels. I couldn't even tell you how many kids attend. Police and security guards walk the halls. I'm surprised they are not wanded and frisked by the TSA as they walk through the doors. Although I am thankful for all this security since my son was jumped last school year by some gangster wanna-be's.
As we walked the halls last week, I was wide-eyed. Amazed at the size of the building. Anxiety kicking me in the ass at every turn.
The other thing that was kicking me was realizing that this is the beginning of his major growing up. This is where he begins to decide what he wants to do in life. Where he begins to prepare for college. Where he will start to become a man. Again with the mortality crap. I am not aging gracefully.
My co-worker whom is in her 50's tells me that getting to the point of accepting your mortality is a long and very painful process, but once you get there, is really wonderful. It's that point in a womans life that all these women authors write about....re-inventing yourself. I remember telling my co-worker, "well, it sucks and I just reeeeally wish it would be over with". She laughed.
So, I worried all day, thinking about him standing in the middle of bustling hallways, looking at his schedule, looking at room numbers, getting lost, getting overwhelmed and his eyes welling up with those big tears. I worried as to whether he had someone to eat lunch with. Hoping he would meet up with some of his buds from middle school. My son is very much like me and doesn't have a big group of friends.
Arriving home from work I was excited to ask him about his day. After the conversation, my fears were squashed.
Me: So how was your first day of High School?
M: Well, what happened?
M: Did you find all your classes?
M: How was Chinese class (he was very excited that he got to choose Chinese)
M: Gee, can you elaborate a little on your first day of school?
If you've never read the cartoon Zits, you should....
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I won't be tagging anyone since Dirt and Noise and an occasional stray are my reading audience. lol
So my life in 6 words:
hmmm...looks better than I thought! hahaha
Friday, August 15, 2008
Farmer Joe? Looks thrilled don't he? It had rained like a snot that day and the Alpaca poo was schlicker than a wet booooger. He was NOT happy to be there...
Can't say as I blamed him.
This was taken last weekend. These are the "girls". They were in a front pasture. I stopped. They stared. End of story.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
My son is only 14 years old, but when a co-worker mentioned that a local Alpaca Farm owner was looking for someone to uhhhh...clean up the uuuuuh poop, I raised my hand. I call him my little Alpaca Pooper Scooper now. hahahha Actually I think he's been liking it.
I've seen Alpaca's before, but had never spent a significant amount of time with them. Turns out they are very gentle, intelligent, curious creatures. And VERY soft.
This is Kalfa the guard dog. That is her job, it is what she was bred and trained to do. Guard the Alpaca's. She is of a some sort of turkish breed and Kalfa means "assistant" in turkish.
They stare a alot. They are very skiddish. They come to you on their own terms.
I love this little (?) girl. I mean, look at that "do". And the fluffs of fur coming from the ears. hahaha
I was sitting on a stump near these gals, hoping they would come up to me. This one did and I was waiting for her to spit at me. Yes, they spit, but only when they are mad. Thankfully, Alpaca's don't get mad often. Thankfully, she was just being curious. lol
This is the new baby. She was only 5 weeks old at the time of this picture. She weighed 27 lbs at birth. Surprisingly the Alpaca's really don't weight as much as they look. It's mostly their fur or "fiber" as they call it. This baby's mom weighed about 120 lbs at the time of this baby's birth. Think of that in human terms. If you weighed 120 lbs and had a 27 lb baby. ummmm ouch?
Another pic of da baby. The owner grabbed her and let us touch her. Unbeeelievably soft! Turns out that Alpaca fiber products are becoming increasingly popular. Sweaters go for upwards of $400. Why? Because they are softer than cashmere. The fiber is hypoallergenic because it contains no lanolin like wool does. It is 10 times warmer than wool. A pair of socks will run you about $10. Also, because the Alpaca's are still fairly rare in the U.S. There are only about 100,000 of them.
So, while the GDog does the pooper scooping, I've been sitting in my car enjoying my surroundings doing Algebra homework. Turns out the setting is good for the Cube Monkey to study. I occassionally stop and take in the clean air (much cleaner than our city dwelling) and breath deep the smell of hay. I reeeally miss the country. I really miss having farm animals. We had sheep and a few other animals growing up. I miss 4H and FFA and going to the fair every year. Funny how smells bring back so many memories.
Friday, August 01, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
In attendance was my bff's granddaughter, so I made sure that I had the proper backyard fun for her. This friggen scary frog pool! She wouldn't get in it, but threw everything (including my shoes) into it. hahahah That's ok, I don't blame her, the damn thing IS scary.
The previous nite my son and I were blowing this pool up and this made me chuckle! I mean, come on, look at the pool....the water doesn't even come up to the ankles. I'm guessing the signage is meant for small animals? bugs? The same people who need the same signage that says to remove the suppository from the foil before inserting? The same folks that need to know NOT to use an electrical appliance in the bathtub?
After all was said and done, and everyone was gone, my son and I enjoyed a nice fire that he created for marshmallow roastin to which we discovered someone had thrown away the marshmallows.
No harm no foul, we sat on the swing and enjoyed each others company. That's a rarity with a 14 year old. =)
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
The hubby had a total knee replacement back in May and has been on medical leave and enjoying the summer with our 14 year old son.
A lot of folks. who have experienced it, had warned us that recovery from a total knee replacement is a very slow and painful process. We were prepared.
Well, he blew through the first 2 weeks of therapy in the short 4 days he was in the hospital. He finished up the remaining weeks of therapy the first 2 weeks he was home.
He's been walking 4 to 7 miles a day. The doctor said he is at the place in recovery that most folks aren't at until 6 months out. He looks rested and content. bastard.
So I invite my husband and son to join me for lunch at my place of employment yesterday.
I might mention that my husband is a VERY good looking man anyhow. He also has gorgeous jet black silky hair with about 3 grays. And NO hair loss.
We order our food and hit the checkout line, I don't know the cashiers name, but she is always nice and we always exchange pleasantries. I say "I brought the family in today".
Her response? "ohhh how nice (pointing to my husband), is this your oldest?".........
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Author: Dave Lewis
June 16, 2008 at 5:39 am · Filed under Dumbass
I have these moments when I get to ride the train where I see and hear some of the oddest things. Last week I was riding the train when I heard this guy in the car behind me exclaim “ah crap” and begin dialing his cell phone.
“Uh hi honey, sorry to wake you. Could you login to my email for me?”
Ah, the fun begins I thought.
“OK, my user name is [REDACTED] and my password is [REDACTED]”
Sigh, some folks just don’t get it. But, it gets better.
“No sweetie, that’s for my Gmail account”
At this point I glance around the train to see that I wasn’t the only person that found this fella’s call amusing. There were smirks to be seen. Then this takes a darker turn, for him at least.
“Now, sweetie I’ll need you to order a wireless router from [REDACTED] and my credit card number is 5, 5…
He proceeded to read out the entire number with expiry date and CVN. I was a little worried for the guy at this point. But, I guess Darwin was right. Then I heard a woman’s voice utter, “jackass”. I glanced up to see a little old lady shaking her head as she looked at the loud talker in disgust. A smile crept across my face.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Not much disturbs or shocks me these days, but when humans do shit like this, I just have a very hard time wrapping my head around it. Especially humans that are in a position where they are "expected" to protect the innocent.
The GOOD thing is that his life is fucked ... for a "few" years anyways. =)
Thursday, June 12, 2008
So, I made my mother in law proud the other nite.
I needed new pants, so I headed off to the local mall after work. After spending WAY too much money at Lane Bryant, I headed over to Game Stop. Well, it was right across the hall! And I needed a new game for my DS. Then I started walking out and off to my left was a shoe store much like a shoe carnival or such. I have been looking for a good comfy pair of tennis shoes so that I could start working out again. Didn't find anything......
BUT...what I DID find made me utter words that I don't believe have ever, or at least, I have never allowed them to escape my lips "those shoes are just TOO cute for words and I HAVE to have them!"
And have them I did! Although I gagged momentarily at the price tag ($60), they are more comfy than any shoe I have ever owned and they look good with casual dress/work pants.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Too much death this month. Too many bad feelings. I hate when I feel "off". And that is what death does for me. It makes me feel unsettled. Like the world isn't right.
A close friend of the family died last nite. He was my brothers best friend since they were like in kindergarten. He was 47. It was expected, but then again, death always shocks. He was suffering greatly from the ravages of cancer, so I try to look at it as he hopefully won't have to suffer anymore.
Friday, May 23, 2008
No hope? jesus christ..that's all we have in life is "hope". No hope?...................... "why"?
WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU CALL ME?????? YOU KNOW I WOULD HAVE COME...
Imagine my shock when the first name that popped up on the obit page was a gal that I was best friends with for about 10 years. We were inseparable.
We parted ways about 6 years ago. It was hard remaining close whilst living in different cities. Also, we both changed. I married, she didn't, but desperately wanted to. I had a child, she didn't, but desperately wanted one. I had gastric bypass and she was totally against it. More and more as we got together a coupla times a year, our conversations were filled with conflict.
Over the past few years I have been "maturing", hitting that age where you think about what matters and what doesn't. I thought about this gal many times and the stoopidity of our conflicts. I thought about all the wonderful times we spent together. There are very few people on this earth that I can sit and talk with and never run out of things to say and not bore the living hell out of me. After 10 or so years of friendship, we could still sit for 24 hours and just b.s. about everything and anything.
She was alot of fun, she had an infectious laugh, she was very smart, etc... and I missed her.
I attempted to contact her twice over the past year. She never responded. I guess we were beyond repair.
I don't know what killed her. All signs point to suicide, but I don't know.
Whatever it was, I am saddened more than I could ever imagine.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
So since my bff and I are going shopping for a futon this afternoon and then pickling our brains with a little of this:
Whilst we do this:
Being 45 years old, I guess I have to take the high road and complete my assignments.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Last I knew, he was in remission and had gone back to work and fine.
I'm learning, as of today, that hospice visits once a day and it's just a matter of time.
My brother is the only person I know that has/is best friends will the same people he was best friends will when he was in 1st grade!
This person is like a brother to me.
Ok...so SOMEONE...tell me how the FUCK to get yer head wrapped around this one!!!?
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
So now I'm supposed to periodically have:
- the yearly poke and feel
- a year physical
- my boobs smoooshed
- a stress test
- a camera up my ass
- a bone scan
I'm sure there are more, but I don't want my insurance company to drop me.
So, yesterday I had the bone scan. You lay on this x-ray like table and a big metal arm thing x-rays you from right below the breast to the top of the thigh.
This test checks for bone loss in menopausal years.
GOOD NEWS! Doc says I have very minimal bone change in one area (he didn't say where) no biggie. He also said my spine was better than perfect. I don't know how anything can be better than perfect...but I'll take his assessment. He said at this rate, I should never break a bone in this lifetime. Which is a good thing considering my husband is already badly arthritic stricken.
Just means I'll be able to help his old cobbled ass when he falls and breaks a hip and his life alert doesn't kick in.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
This gal and her bf were very drunk. I asked "so who's drivin home?" She's says "he is". I'm like "uhhh....he's really trashed". She says.......
"Oh don't worry, he's a really good drunk driver."
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
I love a survey to see how many American's believe the same thing.
Bush is afterall the anti-christ....
The pain didn't go away. I developed a little lump of sorts between my first 2 knuckles what appeared to be a swollen muscle or tendon. I couldn't figure it out. I was thinking that maybe I was developing arthritis. But why just there and why all of a sudden? Like over night.
Then my brilliance appeared.....
My diagnosis? Nintendo DS bad for old people.
I bought myself a Nintendo DS months ago. I bought it for the Brain Age and Flash Focus games (right).
My son and hubby got me the new Zelda game for Christmas after my brother and sister in law told them of my addiction to the original Zelda game on the first Nintendo (late 1990's?).
I had realized that if I wasn't eating, sleeping, working or doing school work, I was playing Zelda. Good god. It has become my crack.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
I have so many now, that if I continue this ritual, I will look like the Avon lady that used to come to our house that used to shave off her eyebrows and draw them back on.
She smelled too....I still hate the smell of Avon's colognes.
Gawd it's fun getting old.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Well, part of it means that while others read the daily newspaper, I digest articles, white papers, blogs, underground websites, et al. just to attempt to keep on top of a game that changes by the minute....literally.
Anyhow, it's always fun to come across blatant stupidity such as this:
Top Gear Host Loses Money after His Bank Account Got Published in The Sunday Times
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Ok, I'm allowed to poke fun because above my waist has ALWAYS been at "least" 3 sizes smaller than my hips and that is at my lowest weight.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Drank shooters of cherry vodka and pomegranete (sp?) Rockstar. Very nummy.
My best buddy and I attempted to cut a turkey ... buzzed. So that was interesting. And no...no one ended up at the e.r.
Met a woman that I went to middle school with. Small world...
Drank alot of Jack and Diet Coke.
Discovered thee most wonderful dessert on earth. Cheesecake like thing flavored with Captain Morgan's. I didn't find the recipe online or I would have linked to it. If I find it, I will fix. Or I'll post the recipe if I get hold of it.
Watched a bunch of middle aged men almost fall over when this very pretty 20 something tried to fix the zipper on her stilletto boots.
Smoked alot of cigarettes.
While out smoking, watched fat naked chick run out on porch across the street to yell at some guy. Fast forward to next cigarette...........2 cop cars at fat naked chicks house.
All in all it was an enjoyable, uneventful nite. Everyone had a good time and no body died.