My co-worker just left to get lunch for us. I love broasted chicken!
We're almost ready for the baby shower Sunday! Many thanks to everyone who has helped me soooo much! Jennifer, Anita, Deata, Michelle- can't do this without you and your assistance.
I've been too busy running around to post on here the last couple of days- sorry! Not that I have anything all that interesting to say, anyway.
Anywho- gotta get back to work!
Have a Romy & Michelle Day!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Monday Morning and the Coffee Hasn't Kicked In Yet
Good Morning! It's another lovely day in Addison at my office. This place really is terrific. I made myself some toast in the kitchen with Raspberry-Limon Spread and Strawberry-Rhubarb Spread, and polished it off with a cup of coffee with Sweet Buttercream creamer. I guess our little cost saving measure of not getting fast food breakfast or lunch might just work out. I'm going to miss the staff at the McDonald's on North & 53. If I kept going there, I think they were going to start inviting me to their family parties.
The picture above is Odie, Leinie, and Wolfie all trying to rest. They look a little guilty, don't they?
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Happy Tuesday!
I just got home from work- and we were busy today! I hope this is the turnaround everyone is waiting for. I really don't know how to keep up because I got used to it being a little slow!
The baby shower is just around the corner on Sunday, and I keep realizing how much more needs to still be done. A few more trips to stores and it should be complete. I'd better get to it tonight before the temperature really plummets into the teens tomorrow. It really stinks to have your nostrils freeze together just trying to buy spaghetti sauce.
Thursday should be interesting, too. My car is finally going to be fixed! New linkage in the front end and power steering hose assembly. They found those to be bad when I took it in for something completely different. The only good thing is that these are warranty issues and are covered 100%. I only had to go buy a new set of tires before they will take it back and complete the testing I needed for, what I believe to be, bad bearings. It was a big investment, but I finally feel safe driving it. Kinda scary spinning on dry pavement.
I really don't need any more large expenses, but it is what it is. There's much more to life than worrying about tires. My co-worker's mom was recently diagnosed with mouth cancer. She had part of her tongue removed, and was believed to be in remission. It has now returned, and they have to remove more of her tongue and put in a temporary feeding tube. Then, six weeks of radiation. Events like this put everything back in perspective. No matter how bad things may seem, they truly could be worse.
No point really complaining about the little stuff, but sometimes, it just feels so good.
The baby shower is just around the corner on Sunday, and I keep realizing how much more needs to still be done. A few more trips to stores and it should be complete. I'd better get to it tonight before the temperature really plummets into the teens tomorrow. It really stinks to have your nostrils freeze together just trying to buy spaghetti sauce.
Thursday should be interesting, too. My car is finally going to be fixed! New linkage in the front end and power steering hose assembly. They found those to be bad when I took it in for something completely different. The only good thing is that these are warranty issues and are covered 100%. I only had to go buy a new set of tires before they will take it back and complete the testing I needed for, what I believe to be, bad bearings. It was a big investment, but I finally feel safe driving it. Kinda scary spinning on dry pavement.
I really don't need any more large expenses, but it is what it is. There's much more to life than worrying about tires. My co-worker's mom was recently diagnosed with mouth cancer. She had part of her tongue removed, and was believed to be in remission. It has now returned, and they have to remove more of her tongue and put in a temporary feeding tube. Then, six weeks of radiation. Events like this put everything back in perspective. No matter how bad things may seem, they truly could be worse.
No point really complaining about the little stuff, but sometimes, it just feels so good.
Happy Saturday!
Just got back from an all day scrap booking session- and I only did 10 pages in a total of 14 hours! Good gracious, I'm slow. Not so much slow as picky. I'm trying to get over my anal tendencies and just get on with it already.
I will say this- I LOVE MY PAGES! When I figure out how to post pictures to this, I'll get them uploaded.
One more week until my sister's baby shower, and I can't wait! Centerpieces are done, favors are done, food is completely planned, and the place we are having it is wonderful! Now, let's hope little Sammy likes all of his gifts when he arrives in early March.
I'm glad today was fun, because, I'll tell you what, this morning wasn't very fun. Not only do my stupid dogs decide most nights between 1:30 and 2:30am that it's time to go out, but last night they kindly waited until 4:30am. That's when my darling Wolfie got a just a little bit sick. He tried to get out of the bedroom, but it took me a minute to become conscious enough to get up and let him out of there. I do believe he must have had crap all the way up to his throat for that much to come out on my bedroom floor. Think John bothered to get up through by gagging and screeching? Yeah, right. Even if he's awake, he's going to play unconscious for something as exciting as this! Needless to say, the 5 hours of sleep I received last night wasn't all that conducive to being creative while scrap booking!
I hope everyone's weekend is going well- the Mitchell boys have just arrived to play with John in the "Man Cave". Cigars and wood burning stove = leave me the hell alone. A perfect way to end my night!
I will say this- I LOVE MY PAGES! When I figure out how to post pictures to this, I'll get them uploaded.
One more week until my sister's baby shower, and I can't wait! Centerpieces are done, favors are done, food is completely planned, and the place we are having it is wonderful! Now, let's hope little Sammy likes all of his gifts when he arrives in early March.
I'm glad today was fun, because, I'll tell you what, this morning wasn't very fun. Not only do my stupid dogs decide most nights between 1:30 and 2:30am that it's time to go out, but last night they kindly waited until 4:30am. That's when my darling Wolfie got a just a little bit sick. He tried to get out of the bedroom, but it took me a minute to become conscious enough to get up and let him out of there. I do believe he must have had crap all the way up to his throat for that much to come out on my bedroom floor. Think John bothered to get up through by gagging and screeching? Yeah, right. Even if he's awake, he's going to play unconscious for something as exciting as this! Needless to say, the 5 hours of sleep I received last night wasn't all that conducive to being creative while scrap booking!
I hope everyone's weekend is going well- the Mitchell boys have just arrived to play with John in the "Man Cave". Cigars and wood burning stove = leave me the hell alone. A perfect way to end my night!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Another Slow Day
I'm a little worried about work right now. I have no fear I will lose my job, but if I don't get something to do soon, I'm going to lose my mind making myself look busy!
Being in any type of trade right now can be frightening. Few houses, if any, are being built. My specialty is commercial work, but even that is extremely slow right now. We see an upswing in orders for material being placed, but new jobs are scarce. It used to be I'd quote a job to a couple of different wholesalers. Now, I'm quoting the jobs to eight different wholesalers! Everyone is trying to cut everyone else's throat with their pricing, and it's killing our market. So, you sell at job at 10% profit. Ick. Then, someone comes along and does the same thing for 5%! Why? All just to get the job. Now, when the market turns around, you're stuck only making 5%. No one is going to go back and accept 10% in the future. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I do have a great weekend to look forward to, however. Scrapbooking tonight and ALL day tomorrow with my favorite girlfriends! Sunday will be moving the rest of the big stuff out of my sister's 2nd bedroom to make room for my new nephew who will be making his debut shortly!
I just need to get through today. Guess I'd better get started. Damn it.
Being in any type of trade right now can be frightening. Few houses, if any, are being built. My specialty is commercial work, but even that is extremely slow right now. We see an upswing in orders for material being placed, but new jobs are scarce. It used to be I'd quote a job to a couple of different wholesalers. Now, I'm quoting the jobs to eight different wholesalers! Everyone is trying to cut everyone else's throat with their pricing, and it's killing our market. So, you sell at job at 10% profit. Ick. Then, someone comes along and does the same thing for 5%! Why? All just to get the job. Now, when the market turns around, you're stuck only making 5%. No one is going to go back and accept 10% in the future. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I do have a great weekend to look forward to, however. Scrapbooking tonight and ALL day tomorrow with my favorite girlfriends! Sunday will be moving the rest of the big stuff out of my sister's 2nd bedroom to make room for my new nephew who will be making his debut shortly!
I just need to get through today. Guess I'd better get started. Damn it.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
My First Blog!
Well, shoot. What the heck took me so long? Everyone knows I talk too much, so why not blog, too?
A little about myself- I am a 36 year old woman from Midlothian, Illinois. I grew up 5 blocks from my current home, and my mother still lives in that same house after almost 56 years. So, lifetime south suburban resident. I have been married for 9 years to my husband, John. We live with our 3 furry babies- Wolfie, Odie, and Leinie. They are all dachshunds, and are very similar in color, but not in temperament.
Wolfie is almost 10. He is a standard (25lb) long-haired dachshund. We have had him since he was 7 months old. I got him for John's birthday from a guy my mom worked with. He was taking him to a shelter on the day of my hubby's birthday. They said he scared their children and they had to get rid of him. Stupid people. Yes, he's obnoxious. Yes, he barks constantly. Yes, he is territorial. Yes, he used to bite people. Now, he's slightly more mellow. He went through ruptured disc surgery in June '09. He couldn't move either hind leg when he went in. They didn't have much hope for him regaining his ability to walk, but he has to be the most stubborn dog on the planet. Nothing was going to stop him.
Odie is, we believe, 5. A friend of a friend of a friend found him in their neighbor's back yard. They didn't have a dog. He was scared and emaciated, but sweet as pie. Wolfie didn't even try and eat him. We figured that this might be a good match. We were correct. He is a miniature (15lb- OK a little fat now) short-hair. ALL children love this dog. He just wants to be touched and held.
Now we have acquired Leinie (short for Leinenkugel- blame my husband). He is also a mini short-hair, and just over a year old, but somewhere in the gene pool there must have been a REALLY tall ancestor. He can jump around 3-1/2 feet straight up in the air. This is not good if a pot holder is left too close to the edge of the kitchen counter. Said pot holder has now become the newest dog toy in our house at that point, along with every single sock he can get his teeth on. He doesn't destroy too much (other than paper), but he likes to decorate every room with the booty he collects. He's our hyper little puppy.
I do believe that it is with his help that Wolfie has recovered so well from surgery. Boy, oh, boy does he get his exercise with this one! Odie just perches on the back of the couch and stares down at the wrestling action on the floor. We do believe he feels it's way too much work to bother going down there and getting stuck in the ruckus.
I call myself the Plumbing Queen simply because of the fact that I have worked in the Chicagoland plumbing industry for the past 15 years, and it is in my blood now. What a wonderful bunch of people. There are, of course, exceptions to that rule.
Honestly, I have no idea why I started this blog. It could be that I was sick and tired of always checking my friend's blog and seeing that she hasn't bothered to post anything since November, and it's been bugging me. What I post remains to be seen, but you can be guaranteed it will mostly be done with proper spelling!
Have a great day!
A little about myself- I am a 36 year old woman from Midlothian, Illinois. I grew up 5 blocks from my current home, and my mother still lives in that same house after almost 56 years. So, lifetime south suburban resident. I have been married for 9 years to my husband, John. We live with our 3 furry babies- Wolfie, Odie, and Leinie. They are all dachshunds, and are very similar in color, but not in temperament.
Wolfie is almost 10. He is a standard (25lb) long-haired dachshund. We have had him since he was 7 months old. I got him for John's birthday from a guy my mom worked with. He was taking him to a shelter on the day of my hubby's birthday. They said he scared their children and they had to get rid of him. Stupid people. Yes, he's obnoxious. Yes, he barks constantly. Yes, he is territorial. Yes, he used to bite people. Now, he's slightly more mellow. He went through ruptured disc surgery in June '09. He couldn't move either hind leg when he went in. They didn't have much hope for him regaining his ability to walk, but he has to be the most stubborn dog on the planet. Nothing was going to stop him.
Odie is, we believe, 5. A friend of a friend of a friend found him in their neighbor's back yard. They didn't have a dog. He was scared and emaciated, but sweet as pie. Wolfie didn't even try and eat him. We figured that this might be a good match. We were correct. He is a miniature (15lb- OK a little fat now) short-hair. ALL children love this dog. He just wants to be touched and held.
Now we have acquired Leinie (short for Leinenkugel- blame my husband). He is also a mini short-hair, and just over a year old, but somewhere in the gene pool there must have been a REALLY tall ancestor. He can jump around 3-1/2 feet straight up in the air. This is not good if a pot holder is left too close to the edge of the kitchen counter. Said pot holder has now become the newest dog toy in our house at that point, along with every single sock he can get his teeth on. He doesn't destroy too much (other than paper), but he likes to decorate every room with the booty he collects. He's our hyper little puppy.
I do believe that it is with his help that Wolfie has recovered so well from surgery. Boy, oh, boy does he get his exercise with this one! Odie just perches on the back of the couch and stares down at the wrestling action on the floor. We do believe he feels it's way too much work to bother going down there and getting stuck in the ruckus.
I call myself the Plumbing Queen simply because of the fact that I have worked in the Chicagoland plumbing industry for the past 15 years, and it is in my blood now. What a wonderful bunch of people. There are, of course, exceptions to that rule.
Honestly, I have no idea why I started this blog. It could be that I was sick and tired of always checking my friend's blog and seeing that she hasn't bothered to post anything since November, and it's been bugging me. What I post remains to be seen, but you can be guaranteed it will mostly be done with proper spelling!
Have a great day!
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