& they just keep falling!

Showers of blessings, that is!

I was all geared up to go into work and talk to my "Trainer" about my need for more hours. A gal can't live on part time....not without being married to Bill Gates...and since he's not really my type...being male and all.....well, anyway....I need more hours at work. So...all geared up....go to work....first thing, we have a manager stop by offering more hours! WOO HOO!!! They are now doing all they can to get me 40 hours....how cool is that?!?!?! Oh yeah...this girl is sooooo blessed!

Tonight was my first night taking calls.....if you were the gal that called and while on hold waiting for me to come back with a brilliant answer to your question you got hung up on....I am soooooo sorry!!!! Please don't take it personally...I'm new, I'm a dork, I'm not used to all the button and flashing lights....that pretty much explains it all. I feel sorry for anyone that ends up with me answering their call....they'll get the answer to their question....eventually. As long as they don't get hung up on.......

I am blessed....

• I have a job I love that will only get better....once I'm out of training.
• I'm making $1.00 more an hour than I was originally told. (I love shift differentials!)
  
• I'm snarfing on red licorice while I write this.
• All of the members of my immediate family are alive and well.
• I have friends that I adore and they seem to like me a lot, too.
• Whenever I need a hug, one is always available from someone I love.
• I'm in the middle of 3 really good books.
• My broken foot is feeling MUCH better.
• I enjoy 80% of my training classmates. (there's 10 of us)
• I dearly love each of our fuzzy/feathery babies.
• Butchy makes dinner for me every night when I get home from work. (there's some spoiled Kat for you, Burfy!)
• Butchy does the laundry and everything else around here....my only chore is cleaning Tibby's cage. (I know, I'm spoiled rotten!)
• I have met a heart-friend at work. We were both in the same group interview. She's a lifer.
• I have met heart-friends online through blogging.
  

I am blessed. I am thankful. I am gonna eat chocolate and ponder my blessings.

Celebs Who Blog

I'm not in a blogging mood tonight....so in the interest of doing my part for Blogland, here's a list of a bunch of Celebrity Blogs you can go visit:

Barbra Streisand

Rosie O'Donnell

Bruce Willis

Pamela Anderson

Al Roker

George Takei....
Sulu from Star Trek

Jeff Bridges

Tom Green

Adam Sandler

Alton Brown...
Food Network Chef Dude

Dave Barry

Zach Braff

That should be enough to keep y'all busy! I tried to only include blogs/diaries...no websites with crap for sell or memberships to join.

Tag, I'm NOT it!!! I'm NOT, I'm NOT, I'm NOT!!

Let me just state for the record: I hate being tagged! HATE IT!! I love the people who tag me, most of them anyway....I just hate the tag/meme/wtf ever.....I may be a hypocrite cuz I love reading others' answers, I just hate answering them myself.

So...why all this venom? I've been tagged, of course. This time Burfy did it to me. I totally adore this woman...she's not only a sister-friend, but a heart-friend. I'm so proud of her accomplishements! She's just one incredibly incredible woman....truly, she is! TRULY!! Now shut up! (She's the only one arguing with that statement....Good thing her opinion on this is on my "Don't Give a Rat's Ass About" list!)

Because of my disdain for these taggies, and I have a piece of chocolate cake staring at me, and....I'm just lazy......I've already posted my answers to this meme awhile back when Queenie had the gall to tag me. So, go here, if you give a rat's ass on the 5 things I miss most from my childhood.

Feeling Informational

I don't usually give a rat's ass about such things....but....I'm making an exception to my rat's ass rule.

Let me introduce you to mobiBlu...any ideas about what it is? Rather than do something irritating, like not telling you and making you guess...I'm just gonna come right out and tell you what this little 1 inch wonder is.

mobiBlue is an mp3 player! It holds 1 gig! For those that may not know a gig from a jig....a gig is approximately 10 hours of music! That's right, I said 10 hours!!

Not only is this little guy cute as a ladybug....it's pretty cheap, too! ($129.72) You don't even have to take a long ass trip to Japan/Taiwan/China/etc to buy it....just take a leisurely stroll down to your local Wal*Mart. Yep....WAL*MART!! If your W*M doesn't carry it, there's some links in this here informational post to W*M's website. I'm sure they have plenty available there!
That takes care of my public service announcement for the month. I'm feeling so informational that I'm just gonna keep on giving it out.....I'm gonna eat some cake. Once the cake is nothing but a distant memory, I'm going to move my chubby-bubby butt over to the bed....take my na-night pills....play with Baby Boy....read some Harry Potter.....I may even use the potty.....then I'm going to sleep.

Anything else inquiring minds need to know?

Just Overheard

"Tigger get out of his ass!"
"Tigger! He wants you out of his ass, now get out of it!"

Tell me we aren't a happenin' house! Don't tell James Dobson about this....he'll say it's proof that cats raised by gay moms are doomed to being gay. (Only if they're lucky!)

Happy Birthday,
Queenie!
Hope your day is full of
Love
Laughter
Chocolate
Hot Men
Hot Sex
Cool Sheets
blah
blah
blah
& whatever else floats your Navy boat!

Ooga Chucka, Baby!

I'm in a very weird mood tonight....I've created a playlist on Winamp that's mental. All my "sides" must be insane.

The best lyrics every written? Ooga chucka ooga ooga ooga chucka ooga ooga ooga chucka.....oh yeah! I'm hooked on a feeling! High on something or other......probably all the Hershey almond mini-bars I've been snarfing on.

Sometimes I feel, I've got to * * run away, I've got to * * get away.....Oh! Tainted Love

(*means yer sposed to hit the table)

Mama's Loving It!

I've come to a realization that my blog is pretty fluffy. I may share a irk, or 4...but, on the whole, my blog isn't really that informative when it comes to me. There aren't any interesting kid stories....probably cuz I don't have any interesting kids....or any kids at all, for that matter. My fuzzy kids have their own blog....so, I don't even have very many interesting kitty stories.

Day in and day out I ponder....I then subject all of you to reading my ponderings. Yes, y'all know about my new job....and about how much I love the company I'm working for. I still don't feel like I'm working....actually, I feel like I'm in school and getting paid to go! Oh yeah...it rocks! I know, I also subject y'all to my bunny-trails.....but, it's my blog and I'll hop down those trails as often as I desire....in truth: I have no control over it...I have issues, remember!?!

ANYWAY....I was reading someone's blog about how they ate at McDonald's. That got me to pondering.....it doesn't take much! My respect for Mickey D's has grown, and it has NOTHING to do with their food.

Mickey D's treats my Mama like the incredible woman that she is. Treat my Mama nice and I'll be your friend for life. My Mama is a hostess at Mickey D's. She loves her job and they treat her very well. My Mama is absolutely PERFECT for this job.....she has 2 passions in life (she actually has more than 2, but only 2 apply to this story).....Mama's 2 passions are visiting & puttering. She loves people. She's not a people person, per se. She's a people lover....she truly loves people. People are drawn to her because of the love that oozes out of her every pore. Even those really hard to love people find themselves softening around her. She is love incarnate. Paying her to visit is as crazy as paying me to eat chocolate...it's just not sane. But, they do...they pay her to visit...and not just visit...but to putter, too!

My Mama is the Putter Queen....she has to get up hours and hours before going anywhere simply because of her passion for puttering. Let me take you inside Mama's morning routine:

First stop...potty.
While using the potty she sees the toilet paper roll is getting low....a roll must be retrieved from the guest bathroom.
She finishes going potty and heads to the guest bathroom to get another roll of tp....
On the way to the guest bathroom she sees that Daddy left his shoes in front of his recliner
Picking up his shoes she takes them into the guest bedroom where Daddy keeps all his chaplain clothes (he goes on middle of the night calls. So that he doesn't wake Mama he dresses in the guest room)
In the guestroom she sees Daddy has left dirty socks & other items that need to be washed
Shoes are placed in their appropriate spot
Laundry is gathered and taken to the laundry room
In the laundry room she sees she now has enough for a full load and starts a load of laundry
Towels left in the dryer overnight are folded
Towels are taken to their cupboard in the bathroom....her bathroom....
Entering the bathroom she sees water spots on the mirror
Depositing the towels into their cupboard, Mama heads to the kitchen to get the glass cleaner
Daddy has left dishes in the sink without rinsing them
Mama washes up Daddy's dishes, realizes she's still in her nightgown, heads into the bedroom to get dressed
Daddy's sleeping so she takes her clothes into the bathroom so that she doesn't disturb him
Pulling her shirt over her head she sees the water spots on the mirror....again
Dressed she heads to the kitchen for the glass cleaner
While in the kitchen she gets breakfast started
Daddy gets up...does his potty thing...gets dressed....comes into the kitchen and pulls a coffee cup out of the cupboard...the phone rings, he goes to answer it
Mama sees a cup on the counter and puts it away
She miraculously remembers the glass cleaner and heads into the bathroom
Mirror sparkling, she returns the glass cleaner to the kitchen (I never understood why she didn't just keep it in the bathroom...it's the only room she uses it in on a regular basis!)
Daddy's off the phone and looking for the cup that he's positive he pulled out of the cupboard
Mama has forgotten about the cup and doesn't know what he's talking about
Daddy pulls down another cup and pours his morning coffee
Mama and Daddy sit down for breakfast

Mama forgot her tea....as she's preparing her tea she sees water on the counter and wipes that up before sitting back down at the table
Daddy gets up for a glass of milk
Mama removes his plate and rinses what's left on it into the garbage disposal
Daddy wasn't done eating.....he is now, though
Breakfast dishes washed she heads into the bathroom to "put on her face" and do her hair
While in the bathroom she needs to use the potty
Notices the tp roll is getting low.......

You get the picture.....

There's a saying floating around the universe that states: "Get a job you love and you'll never have to work a day in your life" This fits my Mama's job at McD's. Visiting, puttering, cleaning, handing out free little ice cream cones.....Mama's loving it!

?'s for Hets

Saw this on Melody Ann's site...just HAD to borrow it!

HETEROSEXUAL QUESTIONNAIRE

1. What do you think caused your heterosexuality?

2. When and how did you decide you were a heterosexual?

3. Is it possible that your heterosexuality is just a phase that you may grow out of?

4. Is it possible that your heterosexuality stems from a neurotic fear of others of the same sex?

5. If you have never slept with a person of the same sex, is it possible that all you need is a good gay lover?

6. Do your parents know that you are straight? Do your friends and/or roommates know?

7. Why do you insist on flaunting your heterosexuality? Can't you just be who you are and keep it quiet?

8. Why do heterosexuals place so much emphasis on sex?

9. Why do heterosexuals feel so compelled to introduce others to their lifestyle?

10. A disproportionate majority of child molesters are heterosexual. Do you consider it safe to expose children to heterosexual teachers?

11. Just what do men and women do in bed together? How can they truly know how to please each other, being so anatomically different?

12. With all the societal support marriage receives, the divorce rate is spiraling. Why are there so few stable relationships between heterosexuals?

13. Statistics show that lesbians have the lowest of sexually transmitted disease. Is it really safe for a woman to maintain a heterosexual lifestyle and run the risk of disease and pregnancy?

14. How can you expect to become a whole person if you limit yourself to compulsive, exclusive heterosexuality?

15. Considering the menace of overpopulation, how could the human race survive if everyone were heterosexual?

16. Could you trust a heterosexual therapist to be objective? Don't you feel that (s)he might be inclined to influence you in the direction of his/her own orientation?

17. There seem to be very few happy heterosexuals. Techniques have been developed that might enable you change if you really want to. Have you ever considered aversion therapy?

18. Would you want your child to be heterosexual, knowing the problems (s)he would face?

Don't ya just hate it?.....

When.......

• You enforce a rule that you didn't set and get attacked for it?
• Someone says they can't hear you so you raise your voice and repeat what you said and now you're yelling at them?
• You're asked if you understand a point someone has made, you state that you do, and they then repeat the whole "mini-lecture" because they're not sure that you really do.....and you had gotten it the first time?
• People live as if the rules don't apply to them, only to others?
  
• Someone asks you a question..but not to hear your answer...only to hear themselves answer it....so they talk over you the whole time you're trying to answer their question?
• People talk with their mouths full....if what they have to say is so important, why don't they wait until you can understand what they're saying? A bonus is that if they wait until their mouth is empty then they aren't spitting their food on you!
• Someone asks you a question and then tells you you're stupid to think that way?
• People jump on someone's poop wagon, completely agreeing with their version of the story, without knowing the truth of the situation?
  

waaaaaaaa

I don't know why this is, but I've been having some major issues with water retention lately. It could be due to the hot weather, my blood pressure, or both of them combined. All I know is that yesterday my feet were Michelin Man feet and hurt....BAD!!

So why the pookoo face? In a moment of brilliance last night I dropped a full 2 liter bottle of soda on my right puffy foot....the bottle landed upside down right below my pinky-toe....OWIE!!! I've got a big blue bruise now....at least the puffiness is gone. Water pills are my new best friend. Wait...I'm still puffy....but, that's only in the area with the bruise...I think I may have broken some of the little bones in there. I'm feeling very whiney at the moment, can you tell? LOL

Ode to Bank of America

Since starting my new job I've been waiting for the "job part." You know, the part where you just have to grin and bear it. That hasn't happened...yet. I'm still in training so maybe it's too early to tell. But, for now.....I'm loving my job!

BofA has to be one of the absolute best employers on the planet! They realize the asset that their employees are and they treat us accordingly. Ever since I came out I have never felt "safe" at work. There was always someone who let it be known they were anti-gay and went out of their way to be vocal about it. The companies I worked for did nothing to promote a safe and comfortable workplace. BofA is on the opposite end of that spectrum.

When I went in for my Assessment I checked out the magazines on the table in the waiting area....other than big coffee table books about Washington, Montana & Idaho the only other reading material was current and back issues of Diversity, Inc. While waiting for the others to arrive I started studying the employees that walked by. I do this wherever I go...it tells you a lot about a company. In the midst of the stereotypical looking bankers were many chubbies (that right there made me more comfortable!), a tran (-vestite or -gender I don't know...I was just happy to see her and to see the acceptance surrounding her.), flamers, and a couple of women that were either "familly" or simply masculine-straight women. I was feeling right at home! I also noticed the varied ages....from kids right out of high school to folks past retirement age. What an incredibly diverse group of people! Simply watching the parade of folks heading home for the day or just arriving to work told me more about BofA than any pamphlet or video could have.

Attitude is another criteria I zone in on.....I really don't want to work somewhere full of tension and stress. The easy-going nature of the employees and the friendly ways they interacted put me at ease. Most of the folks I saw looked like they enjoyed each other and their jobs. After spending about 20 mins watching life at BofA, I knew I really wanted to work there. I wanted to be a part of what I had witnessed.

Every night when I walk into the front doors I'm thankful that I am a part of such an incredible company full of fun, caring, accepting, & diverse people. I am blessed.

Lord of the Rings The Return of the King...I think

For those that advised me to see the 3rd installment...BITE ME!! I huffed and puffed through part 3 almost as much as part 2! Do they know that there was a book written by the same name with similar characters? There were so many areas that had me puffin' at my bangs I don't even want to get started!

To those that haven't read the books and thinks the movies are based on the books....READ THE BOOKS!!! Sure, there's a lot of similarities.....but, it's similarities such as between 2 unrelated men with dark hair who have never met and live on opposite sides of the globe, rather than identical twins. They ignored some of the best parts....there should have been a 4th movie...I know there's only 3 books, but if you're gonna massacre the trilogy because of time.....why not invent a 4th movie to go with all the crap you invented in the movie?

I'm glad I don't have to sit through anymore of that crap.....my stomach can't handle it. I may post about this again, after I've calmed down a little.....but then again, probably not....it's just not worth the energy.

Rantin' & Ravin'

I'm seriously irked. Not the kind of irked that is going to cause an ulcer or find me "going postal." Irked as in "what is this poop?!?"

What's this all about? Lord of the Rings. That's right, LotR. The supposedly greatest movies in decades....what a load of hablooey!

After watching the first movie recently (on DVD) I was mildly impressed...I knew they would have to remove some of the storyline in the book, do some condensing and such....the first movie was pretty good. (I did miss Tom Bombadil, though.) The scenery, costumes, landscapes....all were incredible. The accents were hilarious....and who would have ever thought that Strider/Aragorn would have a nasal voice? Viggo looks the part, just don't let him open his mouth!

My mistake is that I've actually read the books....3 times! I'm pretty sure that whomever it is that wrote the screenplay read the cliff notes of the books and didn't actually read the books themselves. That's the only explanation I can come up with.

So, Fellowship of the Ring was pretty good.....Two Towers? SUCKED!!! They threw in shit that isn't in the book and threw out good shit that was! What the heck? They even changed the storyline! Frodo & Sam going to Gondor with Faramir? NEVER HAPPENED!! I'm starting to sound like those freaks that I make fun of. You know, the kind that dress up in costumes and go to conventions playing with light sabres....or their "beam me up" boxes....

I'm debating whether or not I'm going to watch The Return of the King.....that nasal whiney voice does a great job mimicking nails on a blackboard....if only he could just whisper or sign his lines.

I now feel the need to read the trilogy a 4th time just to wash the crap out of my head. I think I will watch the 3rd installment.....just so I can know what happened to the car after it got plowed into by the speeding train.