Sunday, April 22, 2007
For your entertainment...
I tend to forget that everything you post will be backwards to people reading it, so I sort of explained where these pictures came from in the first post. Which is a little ways down. Anyway, hope you enjoy and some of you aren't too truamatized. = )
Saturday, April 21, 2007
A little stroll down memory lane...
At Christmas time my family was going through a bunch of old pictures so I thought I should post some of my favorites on here. Some of you will appreciate some of these more than others...
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Can I have a refund on this week?
Oh my - I don't even know where to start. This has been one of those weeks that I just want to erase and start over... the strain of wonderful luck continues. Let's see - I'm going to start with Sunday - I wanted to go and get something from work. I asked a co-worker/friend and she said it was okay to go after hours. So I go to the side door and enter the code like I do every day, open the door, and (**INSERT LOUD ALARM HERE!!**) Yes, I set the alarms off and they were loud, ringing out to the ends of the earth. I freaked out and called my friend/co-worker and apparently one is supposed to have a key and code for the front door for such a time as this - all new information. I found out today that people were asking who set the alarm off and I think the police did come out, but I was already long gone. (a very effective system in the event of a real burglar)
Day 2: The day after this ordeal, after work I went over to the same friend's house to help her with a paper for school. We worked on it for well over 2 hours - editing, rearranging, and correcting. It was all done and she went to save it and somehow, ALL of our work was erased. Ohhhhh my, what a sad night! I couldn't stand the thought of all that wasted effort and her trying redo it all, so I ended up staying for round 2. By then it was very late and I felt very weary and yet needed to go to the store...
Day 3: The day after this ordeal, I came home from work, and sat in my car for a little bit so I could write some things down. Then I came in the house and had been inside for quite some time. The RM and I were both in the living room and head honking outside and she looks out the window and says, "RACHEL, YOUR CAR IS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET!!!" We live on a somewhat busy street... So I go barrelling out there outside, have to stand in the middle of the road, UNLOCK my roving, unmanned vehicle which is blocking at least one lane, get in, and fix the problem. Meanwhile onlookers are wondering what for fruitcake is on the loose. Thankfully there weren't many people around at the time...
Day 4: This was my off day, a reprieve if you will. I even killed a spider of unusual size without screaming or passing out. I thought life was looking up.
Day 5: I was wrong. Today, let's see, first of all, this afternoon I was running around like a banchee preparing for a home visit - making copies, gathering information, etc. I was running quite late, ran out the door, and when I was almost at the house, I realized that for some reason, I didn't have her file with all the info in it - I had nothing that I had just prepared and no information to give her (and no reason at all for being so late). I was SO annoyed, but just lived with it, did the visit without it, came back to work, and sat in my car for a little bit writing stuff down... always a bad idea. When I came back to my car a couple hours late for the last visit of the day, a late one, I realized that I had locked my keys in the car. This is not even funny - I don't know how many times I've done that in the last few months. I had an interpreter going along so we were able to use her vehicle and she took me home and then my roommate was going to take me to my car, I had the spare key, thought everything would be fine. So we get to the car, and of course, it's dead as anything. So we think we can boost it, but her battery is completely inaccessible for some very odd reason. So we drive back home and get a booster/charger but it lacks sufficient juice. So then we start calling people. 900 voice mails later, we decide to drive down the street to Dairy Queen and beg the mercies of a benevolent stranger. As we're driving, a friend returns my call, and she is indeed able to come boost me and it goes fairly smoothly after that, but by now it's about 2.5 hours later. Instead of going to the grocery store as originally planned, I went to DQ and had my first cheeseburger since January. It seemed fitting somehow... I'm scared to get up tomorrow.
I have some old, fun pictures that I've been meaning to post, but I've been busy with the above that I haven't gotten around to it. Maybe this weekend. Hope you all had a great week! = )
Day 2: The day after this ordeal, after work I went over to the same friend's house to help her with a paper for school. We worked on it for well over 2 hours - editing, rearranging, and correcting. It was all done and she went to save it and somehow, ALL of our work was erased. Ohhhhh my, what a sad night! I couldn't stand the thought of all that wasted effort and her trying redo it all, so I ended up staying for round 2. By then it was very late and I felt very weary and yet needed to go to the store...
Day 3: The day after this ordeal, I came home from work, and sat in my car for a little bit so I could write some things down. Then I came in the house and had been inside for quite some time. The RM and I were both in the living room and head honking outside and she looks out the window and says, "RACHEL, YOUR CAR IS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET!!!" We live on a somewhat busy street... So I go barrelling out there outside, have to stand in the middle of the road, UNLOCK my roving, unmanned vehicle which is blocking at least one lane, get in, and fix the problem. Meanwhile onlookers are wondering what for fruitcake is on the loose. Thankfully there weren't many people around at the time...
Day 4: This was my off day, a reprieve if you will. I even killed a spider of unusual size without screaming or passing out. I thought life was looking up.
Day 5: I was wrong. Today, let's see, first of all, this afternoon I was running around like a banchee preparing for a home visit - making copies, gathering information, etc. I was running quite late, ran out the door, and when I was almost at the house, I realized that for some reason, I didn't have her file with all the info in it - I had nothing that I had just prepared and no information to give her (and no reason at all for being so late). I was SO annoyed, but just lived with it, did the visit without it, came back to work, and sat in my car for a little bit writing stuff down... always a bad idea. When I came back to my car a couple hours late for the last visit of the day, a late one, I realized that I had locked my keys in the car. This is not even funny - I don't know how many times I've done that in the last few months. I had an interpreter going along so we were able to use her vehicle and she took me home and then my roommate was going to take me to my car, I had the spare key, thought everything would be fine. So we get to the car, and of course, it's dead as anything. So we think we can boost it, but her battery is completely inaccessible for some very odd reason. So we drive back home and get a booster/charger but it lacks sufficient juice. So then we start calling people. 900 voice mails later, we decide to drive down the street to Dairy Queen and beg the mercies of a benevolent stranger. As we're driving, a friend returns my call, and she is indeed able to come boost me and it goes fairly smoothly after that, but by now it's about 2.5 hours later. Instead of going to the grocery store as originally planned, I went to DQ and had my first cheeseburger since January. It seemed fitting somehow... I'm scared to get up tomorrow.
I have some old, fun pictures that I've been meaning to post, but I've been busy with the above that I haven't gotten around to it. Maybe this weekend. Hope you all had a great week! = )
Thursday, April 12, 2007
One more thing
I don't know if this will be helpful for anyone, but I know a lot of you have preschoolers and either homeschool or don't send them to school yet. The other day I was looking for stuff at work and came accross this website and thought of some of you, especially some of you living in remote areas. = ) You can print all kinds of stuff for free right off the internet. Don't know if you're interested, but just incase, here you go. http://www.teachersandfamilies.com/open/ps-themes.html
Is it a leg... Is it jelly?
What a crazy week it's been already. I'm SO glad tomorrow's Friday! Last night I got back from 2 days of training in Indy. Myself and 4 coworkers went and it was a lot of fun. To clarify - it was loads of fun hanging out with coworkers and eating out for free. The sessions I went to were all training on how to use a curriculum. I found it long, boring, and if I actually did the things they suggested, I think the people we work with yell "Get outta my house, ya fruit cake!" So training wise I feel as though it was a bit of a bust. But the trip was fun. Tiring though - I had to get up on Tuesday morning only slightly later than I stayed up last Saturday night. When we were driving home last night, there were tornado warnings close by. I don't think there were any for right where we were, but it looked really scary out. I called Jenni to see if she made it home safely and let her know I might not. = P But tragedy was averted and we made it okay. A friend and I have been trying to make it to the pool for a couple weeks now. So after working a long day today, we finally made it happen. I think swimming - ahh, floating peacefully about the water. Oh no, this was laps and the whole shebang! She said she had gone 8 laps the first time and 16 (half mile) the second time. I haven't been really swimming in a long time. She's fast and has great technique. I like to swim, but flail about the water in a really neat zig zag pattern. At about 4 laps I thought there was no way I was going to do 16. But then, as tends to happen in situations such as these, a seed of stubbornness takes root and bears much fruit. Actually, it was really weird - at about 3 laps I was way more tired than I was at 10. So then it seemed silly not to. So I persevered to win end where there was waiting very bloodshot eyes and wobbly legs and I'll be lucky if I can lift a glass to my mouth tomorrow. So that was my week thus far. How was yours? Tomorrow night a friend is helping me with my taxes - forever on the ball and getting things done ahead of time, that's me.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Ramblings and musings
Jenni and I both had the idea to put some type of tribute to Mom on our blog on March 23. Well, she was more inspired than I was on that day, but I decided to take today since it's mom's birthday and I've been thinking about her a lot. I still don't feel particularly inspired, but I thought I'd share a picture from a birthday of hers a long time ago. (It doesn't show up very well, and not to be prideful, but I do think the cake I made was not too shabby for an approximately 10 year old. : ) I've been thinking a lot about a neat memory I have of mom that I think some of you would maybe appreciate. I remember ages and eeons ago at church one time we were singing the song "Amazing Grace." When we sang the last verse ("When we've been there 10,000 years... we've no less days to sing his praise than when we first begun) she whispered in my ear something like,"Do you realize what this is saying and what that means? Stop and think about it!" I remember sitting there trying to wrap my kid brain around it and every time I've sang that song since then I've thought of that. And now I guess it's a bit more
poignant.
poignant.
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