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Thursday, October 15th, 2009
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11:19 pm - Yay something good for a change!
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The bonfire was last weekend at "the farm". I'm really trying hard to call it that but its not an easy thing to do. It was actually pretty fun and I'm really thankful so many people went with/for me. I would have been totally bored if it was just me. I think everyone had fun and enjoyed walking in the woods et all (we did it like 3 times!). The sleeping arrangements could have been better. Next time we will try and remember the air mattresses and maybe set up the spare room a little better to accommodate more peoples (you guys know you could have slept on the twin bed....right!?!) I tried to get others to sleep on the beds but I guess everyone wanted to sleep by their significant other. Poor Mike, I deserted him and slept on the other twin bed, although it kinda made sense, I dunno if he would have wanted to sleep there with Rachael in the other bed.
We learned a few things on this little trip. One of course was bring air mattress. Another thing we learned was bring an extra coat and a blanket for the hay (straw?!) rack ride. Still one more thing was not to tell Robin weird stories when she is somewhat tipsy. Who knew the girl with weird things in jars would be a little squeamish about some blood. Although I really agree they NEED new flooring in that room asap. They also need another bathroom. There was a line for the potty almost the entire night.
So what went down. Well we got a late start since the cat sitter didnt show up until 7 (when he was supposed to be there waaay before that). So most of the driving was in the dark. I was happy that I didnt get lost. I've only really driven it a couple of times, rode it a lot more but usually when I ride, I sleep b/c of car sickness. Nikki, Tim and Rachael drove separately b/c they would have been squished in my car, plus they were originally going to leave much later than us. After they got there, I gave them the quick tour of the house. We then discussed sleeping and got started watching "The Other Boelyn Girl" which we also recorded, knowing full well we wouldn't stay awake for most of it.
I'm going to save the rest for another entry b/c this one is getting long and I have pictures I want to post up so everyone can see all the fun we had.
current mood:  cheerful
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| Saturday, October 3rd, 2009
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12:36 am - Weird Experience
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Its been a rather tough month with everything happening lately. Life still likes to throw curve balls apparently. I printed out a bunch of pictures of the kids with Patryk that we had and decided to laminate them. I thought it might be nice for the family, although they might not want them right away. Before lunch I made sure the laminator was on and then towards the end of lunch I ran them through. Well I was a tiny bit late getting them back to the room and then going out to get the children. Now b/c of the things that happened at the beginning of the year with the bank robbery and other things we are supposed to lock our doors when we leave for awhile.
So as I go into the room, I see all the other teachers a couple of doors down carrying a bookcase out to Melissa's car and then they would be going to start getting kids out of cars. So I unlock the door, walk quickly in, set my lamination down on the desk and then walk quickly toward to door. As I get there I notice something is different. I step out into the hall and its mostly dark. All the main lights in the hall are turned off. There are lights around all the rooms but the main ones down the middle are all turned off. In my mind I think "What the hell?!?! Did I step out into the Twilight zone?" So I look left down the hall, no one is in the hallway. I look right down the hall and again, no one is there. I look to the left again for a few seconds and still no one, back to the right and same thing. Then I'm thinking "well I'll just have to go down the hall and tell Bob or someone else to peek in and ask if I'm just seeing things or if the lights are really off" I start walking in the hall, still not hearing or seeing anyone, get a couple doors down and hear that flipping switch noise you hear when you reset a circuit. The lights all turn on. Still no one in the hallway
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| Thursday, October 1st, 2009
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9:36 pm - Dream
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So I had a dream last night that seemed really vivid. I was driving along in my car and started feeling like I got lost. So I decided to find a place to turn around. There was a new development going on near where I decided to turn around. There was a lot of construction, houses in various states of completion and a lot of really big lakes. So I drive in and go to turn around doing what they called in drivers ed a three point turn and I accidentally back my car into this really deep lake. So now my car is slowly sinking in this huge lake, the water is rushing in and I can see the murky water all around me. So I panic for a moment and then just kinda say "Shit! It sucks to be me. I'm going to drown in my car, that really sucks, but oh well." The car fills even more with water as it sinks further into the lake. I'm not panicking anymore, just kinda sitting there waiting to die, watching the water swirl. So I really think I'm going to die when my brain basically says no way, open the door and get out of here. So I opened the door and swam out. As I'm swimming I'm thinking how sucky it is that my car is now gone and everything in it is gone. As I break the surface, I wake up.
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| Tuesday, September 29th, 2009
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10:18 pm - How very special are we, for just a moment
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to be, part of life's eternal light. How very special are we, to have in our family tree, Mother Earth and Father Time.
You know, I thought the other day that I always seem to post in my LJ about sad stuff. Which is really a downer, so I thought I would try to post something happy but the powers that be wanted to veto that. Once again I'm writing about something sad. One of the children in our class passed away yesterday. He was only 5 years old. His birthday was earlier this month. His family brought in cupcakes that they all made together to share. He wanted his mom to drop off the cupcakes and leave b/c he so wanted to be independent. He struggled for awhile but eventually he got to go to Preschool. Things weren't always easy but he always seemed to be happy and cheerful.
Because of some chemotherapy he was undergoing he wasnt allowed to play outside in the sun. One of the other girls used to say he was "allergic of the sun." Since we go outside everyday, one of us always had to stay in with him and usually another child volunteered to stay in as well. Last year we divided it up by the day which of the adults stayed in, this year we started doing it weekly. Last week was my week to stay in with him. Our program for the children runs Tuesday through Friday, so we did not have children on Monday. On Friday I stayed in with him, the physical therapist and three children. We did some yoga exercises, blew bubbles and then tried popping them. We had a lot of fun. It was always hard to get the kids to pack up and leave and we were always late getting out to the cars. (they go outside at the end of the school day, before the parents come to pick them up) Friday was no different, I had to say a few times that we needed to get going, b/c parents would be mad. He seemed fine on Friday, playing, laughing, blowing bubbles and generally acting silly. Today he was gone.
Its always hard when someone dies. You walk around in your own little prison hell through the day. No one knows the torment and sadness flowing in your head. You never know the sadness and torment running through someone else's head. It seems so unfair that you and others are going through the day like nothing happened, when there is so much happening elsewhere. Tuesday is such a busy day in our classroom. We have library so that takes time out of going outside, we were running late so the candle song got shortened. Well that is what it seemed like to the kids, only the adults knew that it was just too hard for Maureen to sing it.
Patryk has the gift of laughter within, Patryk is a gift in our lives. People are gifts in our lives.
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| Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009
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10:49 pm - But in this room a part of you will remain.....
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It took me forever to find a version of the song online people could listen to if they want. Here it is (I think) http://www.rhapsody.com/peter-paul-and-mary/album-1700--1991/the-house-song
So this is the current song in the soundtrack that is my life. My dad moved to the farm last weekend and the house is totally empty. I guess its not so bad for a lot of people, they move around and live in many types of housing. We have been in that house since I was 9, thats 23 years. It was very depressing being in the house with every thing and every one gone. Hopefully the house gets a new owner who will take care of it, maybe another family will grow and have fun in it. I guess I always thought/hoped/dreamed that when my grandparents died, we would then get to spend Christmas at our house, no more driving for 3 hours. Getting to stay around friends, sleep in my own bed, avoid all that family drama that happens around that time. I guess its just another example of how our lives do not always take the path we wish.
In other news, my mom had to put Kayle to sleep last Tuesday. I guess she was really having a hard time with walking and standing up. How come my pets always have to go when I'm not around to say goodbye? It started with Heidi, then Bubba and now Kayle all of them have gone when I couldnt be there to tell them they are loved. I always have to be there when they got other shots or their nails cut, but when it really matters I'm shut out. Kayle was a good girl, although very bratty. When she was young she had an autoimmune system problem that ment she was on a medication that kinda made her bitchy. Poor little girl
One of my favorite pictures of Kayle:  . I told her to sit, down, wait, put the biscuits on her paws, took two steps back and took a few pictures. She didnt move until I told her she could. Good girl.
current mood: sad
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| Thursday, August 6th, 2009
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1:07 am - You cant have just one....
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| Tuesday, August 4th, 2009
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11:14 am - A week late
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I changed what I was going to write about one day, so now my journal is a week late. So maybe you will get two posts this week. Tim might explode from happiness ~.^ July 25 was a big dolly meetup in Wisconsin. It was a lot of fun. I carpooled with Chris, Bridgit, Lindz, Rachael and Mary. We had a lot of interesting conversations on the trip and we ate at a Noodle place I had never heard of before. There were a lot of dolls there and a lot of people although I think I was the only one in our group to bring all their dolls. The location had a rather large statue outside which made it very easy to find, unlike some of the other locations they have had meetups at. 
This meetup was a little different b/c they had little mini panels set up at different times during the day. Misa did one about the history of ball jointed dolls. The re-stringing panel seemed a little scary, once or twice during it, it sounded like a doll fell. I didn't participate in the swap games. Those never seem to work out for me. Once in a non-doll related swap, we were supposed to give a gift around $10-15. Well first they didnt swap on the day they said they would which meant there were only a few people doing the swap on the original date. I had gotten a bathroom reader book (most of the people in the swap were single guys) and one of those survival books (I think it was a relationship survival one) and some candy, I spent about $13. In the trade(the presents were wrapped) I got a plastic back-scratcher and a plastic champagne flute, both I saw another day at the dollar store. You go into those knowing you might get something silly, but really that didnt seem fair at all.
So back to the meetup. We had a lot of fun. Nikki had a lot of things sell, I had a few things sell, so more money into the dolly funds! Next time I will have to bring business cards for Robin b/c a lot of people LOVED the faceups on my SD girls. At one point there were two women looking at Cymbeline and said she was one of the prettiest Kuns(for my non doll friends that is her mold name, its also a very popular mold so you see a lot of them) they had seen.  Everyone also liked Jilly my Suiseiseki mold and surprisingly I got a lot of positive comments on Cassie. For my non-doll friends Cassie is from a new relatively unknown company. If anyone is bored and wants to look at the other pictures, my gallery from the meetup is here: http://s53.photobucket.com/albums/g48/AlhanaTsuki/meetups/Wis%20Sum%2009/
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| Tuesday, July 28th, 2009
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5:48 pm - "Life is fraughtless when you're thoughtless...
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those who don't try, never look foolish."
Ahh to never have to think again, that might be fun, but it might get boring after awhile. My current thought, "How to make the apartment neater and work better." This is hard! Mike has waaaay to much stuff, I have waaay to much stuff. There is not enough room for all of this stuff. Well there is enough room, but then the place looks cluttered, crowded and dirty. I guess the solution is to get rid of things, but that isnt always easy. We kinda have a different situation than a lot of people. Everything we own is here in the apartment...EVERYTHING. There is nothing that either of us own that is somewhere else. No furniture, no paperwork, no nick knacks... nothing it is ALL here. Most people our age have things at their parents house. Old report cards, art projects, greeting cards, toys, games, things our parents keep for us or we keep for ourselves to look back on. Things that are kept in the attic, basement, garage, spare room, crawl spaces or other places that our families store things. Nope that is all here. Now how to organize and smoooosh it all together, so that it fits?
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| Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009
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3:59 pm - Bleh
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I'm posting again, see what you get Tim! So I'm looking at my webpage which is on geocities, which is going to be gone in October. WTH there are a million pages on here, how will I ever get them all saved?!?!?!?! This is going to take forever... is it worth it? I havent updated my pages in a long long time, but they are my past and I put so much work into them. I dun wanna loose all my Sailor Moon work too. My Sailor Moon page has over 11,000 views and my Unicorn gallery has over 15,000! Although considering the age of the site that isnt a ton, but also considering I haven't done anything to promote the site either.
If your bored:
http://www.geocities.com/alhana_gilyan/
Well I have to go to work now anyways so hopefully I can get my butt in gear to get started saving it all when I get home. I'll have to look at the editors and see if there is a faster way to do it, or if its a matter of just opening each page, copying the html and then saving all the pictures into folders.
Aaaaand a dollie picture to make it all better
current mood: nostalgic
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| Tuesday, July 21st, 2009
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4:08 pm - Dancing through life...
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Not a ton going on over here, just the usual stuff. I went to the "farm" for 4th of July. I really have to get into habit of calling it "the Farm". I hate messing up and saying my grandparents b/c then I have to go into how they died last year and all that. Its hard though b/c thats what I've said for about 30 years, old habits die hard. Mike drove down there and got a little lost on the way. Then while stopping to get something to eat, his car broke. The front right tire rod apparently broke so we were kinda stuck. Luckily we werent too far from the farm, my mom was able to come pick us up and got someone to look at his car. That ment he had to stay and extra day, but I don't think it killed him, so it's all good. After he left it was kinda boring b/c my mom was also at work so I was stuck on the farm with not a ton to do. I took a bunch of dolly pictures so I hope at least some of them turned out well. I did also get a chance to sit out in the sun and read so that was nice as well.
On the actual 4th, we lit off fireworks.... well Mike and Jeff did. Mike tried to kill us once by putting the one upside down. Luckily it just shot off to the side and not at anyone. Jeff also tried to kill Mike by shooting a bottle rocket off right behind him. No one was injured and everyone seemed to be having fun. Too bad the weather wasnt a little nicer that day. Kayle was not too happy about the fireworks of course and hid most of the night. It was kinda sad being there with Kayle and not Bubba. I kept looking for him, waiting for him to come out. I still talk about them as a set especially at work. A lot of the stories I tell people in training class have to do with Kayle or Bubba so its just easier to talk like he is still here.
I did get a chance to see the miniature donkeys and horses that my aunt and mom bought. They were really cute. After doing research I think I like the donkeys a little better. My aunt took me to a farm close by that has been breeding them for awhile and has sold them to people in Europe and Austrailia. My aunt is thinking about getting a Jack from that farm, we are both hoping one that will throw spotted. They seem to live quite a long time too, a pet for life. It might be neat to be able to say I have a pet donkey =)
 
We went to see Harry Potter recently. It was good as far as a movie goes but it did leave out a ton of what I thought were important things. I didnt like the kiss as much as I did in the book although I almost make Ken pass out from trying not to laugh when I whispered something to him during the scene. Next big endeavor is the huge doll meetup this weekend. They are always a lot of fun. I really wish we could work on organizing one for the Chicago/Illinois forum. I guess its just a matter of getting a few well organized people. After that its time to get ready for Gencon and then school starts again. Summer is just way too short.
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| Monday, May 25th, 2009
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9:50 pm - Memorial Day Weekend
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So this weekend we went to a wedding. We got there about 2 mins late and had to wait until the procession. It really wasnt anyone's fault why we were late although I think the traffic lights were conspiring against us. The wedding was fine but I did regret telling Mike he couldnt bring his ds. I kinda forgot about the fact that there would be a 2+ hour break between the wedding and the reception. Mike said he wouldnt dance unless I got two of his other friends to dance. So I asked Jackie to help me and we got both of the guys to dance. It was the LONGEST song ever! It was this polka slow song and it went on forever. Goober had me laughing b/c he said that he was dancing like Frankenstien. Then Jackie/Tom and Goober/I were doing a little dancing/fighting. We eventually decided just to stop b/c the song wasnt going to end and then 30 seconds later it finally did.
So then I got Mike to dance a bit and we did all the normal wedding reception things. Throught the day Mike got teased about him being the next to get married and what all the guys might do if they were to help plan his wedding. It was good to see that he actually gets asked about it and not just me all the time. It also confirmed my previous thought that we wont have a wedding party. I think I told Goober a couple of times that they could do all the planning and I just wouldnt show up.
We closed the wedding and drove home. On the way home we got a little bit lost. Mike thinks he missed the one turn and then when we got on 55 we ended up going the wrong way. I was looking out the window thinking "wow, that looks a lot like Chicago." I didnt want to say anything though b/c if I ever do anything remotely silly after having even just one alcoholic drink Mike will tease me saying I was drunk. So we just kept getting closer to the city. Finally I just said "What city is that? It looks kinda like Chicago...." It was. We ended up in/near Chinatown (according to a brick wall). We got home okay in the end. It was a nice little adventure.
At the reception they had a photography backdrop setup and we got a picture. Everyone was amazed I got Mike to do it and even the bride said something about that being almost as amazing as the actual wedding. So here for your amusement is the picture. Mike looks good but I look like he might have the plague.... ( Picture behind cut to save your eyes )
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| Wednesday, May 13th, 2009
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9:29 pm - Today was a bad day
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| Thursday, April 30th, 2009
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10:52 pm - You know you have been hanging out with Tim....
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too much when:
People keep talking about the "Swine" flu and all you can think about is how you should be hanging out with Tim even more b/c he knows more than you do about what to do in the case of a zombie outbreak caused by the flu.
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| Friday, April 24th, 2009
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11:58 pm - I woke up single
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and went to sleep married with tons of children. I've been meaning to write about this for a couple of days ever since it happened but I always seem to ignore LJ. You probably dont want to read this, but I'm posting it anyway for posterity. So what really happened?
The other day at school one of the kids was sitting on my lap holding one of the baby dolls. He asked me what its name was. I replied that I didnt know since it was his baby and not mine. He replied that I was the mom and should name it. So I named my new baby Sebastian. I dunno why, but I kinda like that name even though it was a crab in a movie.
So now in my day of imaginary play I now have a son. Well there was another kid sitting on my lap at the same time and he decided he was my son as well. The first child then decided he was the husband. I told them we needed to tell Maureen about this development and when I told her then another one of the girls wanted to be one of my kids too. So I ended up with a husband, 2 five year olds, a baby and a sister. So we played that game all during playtime. One of the other kids also kept bringing Sebastian all sorts of random things so I decided he was the friendly neighbor. Every few days one or more of the kids wants to pick the game up again and so we do.
Today my husband informed me that we needed to go to work. I told him that we needed a babysitter for Sebastian if I was going to work so Miss Jean got the job. My husband said we were doctors and I decided I didnt want to go over to the place that Maureen had set up as a clinic so I became a dinosaur doctor instead. Then my son and I proceeded to fix Pirate Stegosaurus (I asked my son what the stegosaurus's name was) by putting stickers on his spikes. Then I had to draw a picture of him.
When my daughter saw that she went to the dinosaur bin and got out another dinosaur and wanted me to draw a picture of him. She said his name was Pinochio(Sp?). Of course she had to pick a really hard name that I have no idea how to even spell. At one point she hit Pinochio(sp?) over the head with a cucumber. I told her that we were supposed to be a dinosaur hospital and not there to hurt them. Around then, she wandered off to play somewhere else. Some of the other children were pretending they were mailmen so I decided to write my daughter a note. It said Dear G, Please be nice to Pinochio. If you hit him with the cucumber he will be sad. Love, Dino Hunt Earlier we had gone on a dino hunt during language groups.
I'm impressed if you read all that. Pretty much that sums up most of my days at school. Does anyone still wonder why I love that job? How can you not love a place where you can be anything or do anything just by saying you are going to? How do we survive without all that being surrounded by children gives us? In two years they wont remember me... but I will remember them
"when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits".
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| Monday, April 20th, 2009
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12:48 am - The dream I dreamed
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| Monday, April 13th, 2009
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10:14 pm - Happy Easter and
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all that jazz. I went to visit "The Farm" for Easter weekend and I dragged poor Maiku along with me. We had a lot of interesting adventures! My brother also moved all his stuff down there so now he is living there. That was probably the weirdest part, him not coming back. Really it still doesn't seem like its my mom's house. I still think of it as my Grandma and Grandpa's house. The ride down there was smooth, no major hiccups there although I was close to running out of gas, so we had to stop. When we got there Jeff yelled at us b/c they had just finished unloading the moving truck. I gave Maiku a short tour of the house and part of the yards and then we went out to eat. We helped Jeff arrange his room a little and that was about it.
Woke up on Saturday and ordered my wig grab bags from Volks (Actually got a shipping notice today!) and then I dragged Mike out to explore the property more. We quickly made a new friend who I nicknamed "Mooch"  We then went even further when my mom brought the "Mule" down by us. After we drove a little we called my uncle to come and he drove us down into the bottom parts of the land. He and Mike tried to dump my mom and I out into a small puddle when we went up a hill.
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| Saturday, April 4th, 2009
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8:51 pm - You're living in America, where its like the Twilight Zone
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Thats what it feels like sometimes. Some days your up, some days your down. Sometimes your needed, sometimes your just extra. Everything is in upheaval. I can't even count how many people have said they can't do dog training b/c they have lost their jobs or are having to relocate just to keep their job. That's really depressing, especially since its happening to everyone I know. My friends and my family, its scary to think you could work for 20+ years someplace and then just be tossed onto the street like so many paper bags.
This week was Spring break and I did almost nothing all week. I just can't really get motivated to do much. Whenever I do its just half hearted and fleeting. I did do a TON of laundry including all my bed stuff and the mat for the spare bathroom. I also cleaned a lot of the junk out of my car including a TON of paperwork which I eventually went through and threw away 90% of. I also sorted through my dolly wigs and things, got a bunch in a container to take to the swap meet in a week or two. At the moment I'm floating between writing this entry and cleaning up the living room some more. I filled and emptied the dishwasher 2 times and took out the recycling.
Nothing much is happening here. Luthian our foster cat got adopted today, it was hard to see her go but hopefully she will have a great new life with her family. My brother is going to move out with my mom this Easter weekend. That will be a huge change, its already weird to go over there and have no dogs. I hope my dad will be alright being by himself. Its kinda sucky to be in a place all by yourself especially when you are used to other people being around. Not sure how long he is going to be staying up here but Jeff said that my mom said she wants everything moved around/before August.
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| Saturday, February 7th, 2009
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10:16 pm - Sad sad video
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| Monday, January 26th, 2009
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9:29 pm - Funny things happening at work
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I've always thought it would be a good idea to get a notebook and write in it funny things people say or do. We used to do this in college when people would say something just so totally random there wasnt anything you could do besides laugh and write it down.
Just as a warning, to some of you these might not make any sense or even seem funny, some of it is kinda job specific humor.
So it started that I was asked by a customer, which rawhide was the best to feed their dogs so that they could file down their teeth. The ladies said their dogs teeth were too sharp and they wanted to file them down. Really none of it files their teeth down and I told them as much.
So I went to the groom shop to tell them what just happened (and to return the broom I borrowed) and they shared with me this gem. Yesterday a lady came into the grooming salon and asked them if we sold "pedifiles". I told one of the cashiers and she said "we arent that kind of store" to which I replied, "I think she needs to visit the Zebulon down the street." Notes: A) We do sell a product called the pedi-paws that you use to file a dogs nails down. B)The Zebulon is an adult book store down the street.
One of the groomers also works in a vets and she said that she has had several people come into the vets office and inform the staff that their dog needed their "bordello" shot. Before you get excited guys, the vets office does not have a shot that will protect you when you go to the brothel. You can get a Bordetella shot which helps protect your dog from the common disease known as kennel cough.
So then I was telling the girls at Banfeild about the pedi-file joke and one of them told me how she called a guy once to tell him his dog was due for his Corona shot. The guy replied "the beer? Sweet!!! Can I get a shot too?"
Ahh the silly things people say.
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| Monday, January 19th, 2009
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11:19 pm - A year in the life
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So what has 2009 given me thus far. Actually it hasn't been to bad, although its only been less than a month, there is plenty of time for life to take a dump on my head. My apartment is still messy, I think it will be forever messy. I really need a reason to clean it, just because it gets on my nerves really isnt enough of a reason to actually clean it. I told Nikki I should hold a dollie meet here and that would force me to actually clean. She said I should, but I dont think many people would come, plus I dont know if I'd want that many people here. Its not a huge place by any means.
Work has been work. I still love the school job, its so much fun to talk with the kids each day. The other day one of the little girls was playing at the snow table (we brought it in from outside) and when I walked by she said "Barb, I love you." It was totally out of the blue and very sweet. Most of the kids call me Miss Barb but for some reason she has taken to calling me just Barb. I just smiled and said "awww you're so sweet, I love you too." Its so nice to go into work and have people genuinely excited to see you.
Petsmart has been alright as well. We have been selling a lot of classes lately, unfortunately they have been mainly for Julio. I think I gave him too many good days when I made the calendar and too many puppy classes. Oh well things move around in circles so eventually I'll be getting more classes too. Of course people are still proving to be idiots and assholes there as well.
On Wednesday night, one of the coldest we have had this winter, a lady came into the store with a box she said she found in the Meijer's parking lot. In it was a small gray and white cat and three really young kittens. They were so young, a couple of them still had umbilical cords hanging off. I contacted Almost Home and they swung into action and found a foster home for mama and the kittens. The foster family came and took them all away, they were very nice and so caring. The rest of us go back to work (I actually got to cuddle with the cat for about 45mins until they all came) and about 20 mins later I see Paul who is basically in charge of the cats with a weird look on his face. I asked him what was up and he said "Its the dad". Turns out the cat we thought was the mom was actually a boy. So now these three little barely over a week old kittens have no mama. I talked to the foster lady today and she said what had happened was they got the kittens home and she asked one of her sons to check on the cat to see if she was producing milk and able to suckle the kittens. Her son flipped the cat over and said "unless they can suck balls, this isn't going to work" and that's how they found out it was a boy. She said the kittens were doing well but unfortunately the daddy cat snuck out of the room they were keeping him in and might have gotten another of their foster's pregnant. I hope not, naughty cat!
current mood: calm
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