Wednesday, September 30, 2009

The Dam House

"You know what I love about John? I think his inability in spell allows him to candidly express his true opinion of his job."
My job frequently includes correcting the spelling and grammar on the paperwork the guys in the field turn in. It's not that it needs to be perfect, but it needs to be legible.On their paperwork the guys have to include the location of the work, but on the occasion that there is not a specific address or they don't know the address the use the closest street name or defining landmark such as "the lake house", "Black St. House" or "Water Tower Job". Which brings us to today's instance when I walked into my boss' office after editing some paper work and said: "You know what I love about John? I think his inability in spell allows him to candidly express his true opinion of his job." And... pointed out at the top of the page where it clearly stated he had been working at "THE DAMN HOUSE" that day.
We all got a good chuckle... and now I have to call John and tell him how to spell DAM, so he will not make the mistake of being so candid in the future. Hmmm...
***names have been changed to protect the illiterate.

Friday, September 25, 2009

You're uninvited.

Soooo... I got a call from a really good friend today. Initially I was really excited because she lives in Indiana and I live here... so we don't get to talk that often. We are both planning weddings so we have a lot to talk about, and it's always fun to hear from her. In college we had a mutual friend who--to put things really nicely--I had a falling out with. Her family got involved and it was actually quite nasty... but it's been quite a few years since that and the few times I have seen her since she has managed to be civil even if the family has not. Anyway... got a call from my good friend who is still really good friends with former friend and the hateful family... and she was calling to tell me that she cannot invite me to her wedding because former friend and the family cannot handle it. So I'm like-- thats weird because I kinda thought we were all adults who could handle being in the same room with someone we weren't overwhelming fond of for the sake of not putting the bride in a really crappy situation. But apparently not ALL of us fall into the aforementioned category. SO I'm a little bit confused and a little bit hurt but I manage to gulp out an it's okay, and I am sorry that there are people in your life that put you in that kind of situation-- and she imediately jumps to their defense, and defends her decision-- because obviously me not being there is best for everyone. And... at that point I don't really have a clue how i am supposed to respond. So I tell her I hope her day is great, and she says she hopes this doesn't affect our relationship-- you know, because why would it?
It's not so much the non-invite to the wedding that offends me, but the fact that when I was trying to be gracious and let her off the hook in her crappy situation she turned around and told me this was the best way. I'm already offended-- you wanna go ahead and twist that knife when you could have bowed out without making yourself look like a total ass, your friend feel like an unwanted idiot, and effectively permanantly damaging that relationship?
It's just... it was a crappy thing to do and a really crappy way to do it. (And Erin told my I could say that. haha)

I lose already

I promised to be better at blogging more frequently then get all sickly and lose all motivation to think for a few days... so sorry for the slack. Give me a day or two to recover and catch up on other things, and I'll... be back. :)

Monday, September 21, 2009

Whats in the box?

I took a 3" cube box into the post office today. I needed to overnight it to Iowa. I filled out the correct forms and was standing at the counter. Oh, and I need to insure this package. "Well, it comes with insurance for up to $100, do you need more than that?" Chuckle. Yes. "How much do you need to insure this package for?" Three thousand two hundred and twenty five dollars. (incredulous look) "Whats in the box?" An Eye. "No really?" A prosthetic eye. She scoffs. "I didn't even know there was such a thing." Well, there most definitely is, I have had such a thing in my head for almost 20 years. "I couldn't even tell." Thats why it's three thousand dollars... so the lady at the post office never knows. "Yeah..."
I guess thats the first eye she has shipped in a while.

New Blog Effort

It has been brought to my attention that I apparently never blog anymore and the last 64 a certain individual checked my blog there was nothing new and his work is boring due to my lack of commitment to daily blog posts. My deepest apologies.
I have noticed however, when I try to blog more frequently the quality of the content declines considerably. That being said (and don't judge me harshly because I have often failed in this attempt) I try to blog only when I have something interesting to say. Which is... you know, not as often as I would like to think it should be.
Anyway, I will make a concerted effort to be more interesting and update more regularly-- all out of dedication to my fans, that their blog reading experiences might be frequent and fulfilling.
You're welcome, Joe.

Monday, September 14, 2009

I have a dream, a fantasy
To help me through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Pushing through the darkness still another mile
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
Ill cross the stream
I have a dream

Friday, September 11, 2009

This month's to do list:

1) Nail down a location to get married.
2) Pay off debt owed to parents. (SOOOOO CLOSE!)
3) Haircuts for me, fiance, and dogs-- for engagement pics.
4) Complete mailing list for work.
5) Complete wedding fascinators and veils.
6) Lose about 8 lbs and locate abs.
7) Try out 3 new recipies.
8) Complete paperwork for move.
9) Obtain certified copy of birth certificate for passport.
10) Learn how to make that stupid mint chocolate cake.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Church weddings are for rich grumpy people

Will someone please explain to me why churches are so expensive? And why they have so many rules about who and how and when you can get married there? For real. the majority of churches in the area want to charge me 500-1000 to use their facilities for a couple hours on a saturday afternoon. And included in that $1000 is someone who tells me when i can get married, how I can get married, who can officially marry me, what I am going to look like, who can take pictures of my wedding, and i am pretty sure they have a stop-watch running just to make sure I don't go over my allotted time. FOR REAL people. Your building is not that special. I'm sorry-- did Jesus personally roll around on your bricks and you are afraid we might rub all the Jesus off if we are in there too long?
It's.... a wedding. A sacred ceremony recognized by the christian church, and yet I am being treated as a heathen intent upon destroying their facilities and inconveniencing or disrupting their church schedule. I am a member of an AWESOME church... my deepest apologies for being a member of one that doesn't actually own bricks, but please understand my request to borrow yours for a wedding was by no means done as a personal attack toward you or any of your church's members or belongings.
And with that... I think I am over the idea of getting married in a church. Not because I don't like churches, I just don't like church people.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Carbon Leaf lyrics to ponder o' the day:

It's no surprise that nothing rhymes with woman.

For Now

There is a song from the musical Avenue Q called "For Now". I was thinking about it today, as I am faced with some kind of life-altering kinds of decisions... and as a whole I agree with the theory of this song. There is one line from it that I disagree with, after listing many many things that are only 'for now' the last line of the song claims: Except for death and paying taxes everything in life is only for now. Meh. Okay, taxes will always be there, and you mostly can't get out of them unless you want to suffer some consequences... and well, death is a more or less permanant state, unless you are Jesus or Lazarus (or that fish I had in college) which the majority of us are not. I think if I had to write my version of that song mine would say: Except for tattoos and marriage, everything in life is only for now. Some people might argue the latter with me, but when you really really think about... yeah marriage is always permanent... and Tats you are stuck with. So there you go. Those are my two things that aren't 'for now'. (so if you are keeping track I am stuck with a Zachary and a pretty sweet cross tat on my side.)
But I digress. The original thought of this post was my consideration of things in my life that i feel are permanent but definitely are not. As I am making some life-altering type decisions I am reminding myself right now that most of the things i worry over are only for now. That a year from now things could change (will change). Which... feels scary but really comforting all at the same time. Sooooo... deep breath. A year from now we will re-assess and make the changes necessary, but for now... lets make some decisions. After all, it's only just for now, right?