Okay, I admit that I'm not on the computer as much as I used to be, which means I don't blog as often as I used to or visit other peoples blogs that much either...but I must admit that when I do get online the first thing I miss is Michele Agnew...
I do not personally know Michele, but I feel like I do. I discovered her site a few years ago. It was awesome. She would write stories, ask questions, pose puzzles, conduct interactive contests. Every week there was something new, different and exciting. Anyone could participate. Also, every week there was the "Meet and Greet". You would say hello to Michele then go visit the person who posted before you, read the latest post, leave a comment and say, "Hello Michele sent me". I really loved playing the 12 (or 13) letter word game!! I rocked at it!!
Well, Michele retired from her blog. I understand that it took up a lot of her time and that she had to attend to her real life. (Go Michele!) So I am not mad at her, at all.
But someone else said they would take over...and they did take over the "Michele Meet & Greet"...but that's all they did...
No more "what if..." questions. No more "list your five favorite movies". No more "six degrees" quizzes. No more games at all! So we are left with a meet and greet and absolutely no FUN at all!!!
I really miss playing Michele games!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Thursday, January 08, 2009
"All right Mr. De Mille, I'm ready for my close-up"
Drama...is definitely a part of my life. Even though I do not want drama in my life, my life seems to be all about drama. It started when I was very young. As a matter of fact when I was about 8 or 9 years old, my mother and her Catholic Daughter friends started calling me 'Sarah Heartburn'. It excited me and angered me all at the same time. I was thrilled that I was getting attention, but unsure of what the name meant. Then, one day, I heard the meaning behind the name. It was a word-play on the famous actress, Sarah Bernhardt. I was okay with that, since she was so famous and all. I acted up a storm! Every time I knew my mother's friends would be visiting, I would plan my next 'performance'! Until...I found out what Sarah Bernhardt was so famous for. Completely ridiculous, over-the-top, exaggerated and distorted dramatic acting. Here I was thinking that I was being complimented on my acting, when they were actually laughing at my over-acting. Hence the name, 'Sarah HEARTBURN'.
Now I am grown and have children of my own. The first time I called my daughterthe beloved nickname, 'Sarah Heartburn' she cried & whined. There wasn't any excitement, no thrill and she didn't even know what I meant! So unfortunately, I know what that means...it means I'm pretty much screwed. Not only is she over-acting, but she is acting like it is real life! So it will be just a matter of time before she is saying..."All right Mr. De Mille, I'm ready for my close-up"
Now I am grown and have children of my own. The first time I called my daughterthe beloved nickname, 'Sarah Heartburn' she cried & whined. There wasn't any excitement, no thrill and she didn't even know what I meant! So unfortunately, I know what that means...it means I'm pretty much screwed. Not only is she over-acting, but she is acting like it is real life! So it will be just a matter of time before she is saying..."All right Mr. De Mille, I'm ready for my close-up"
Saturday, January 03, 2009
One Wish
Let's just imagine that dreams really do come true. And you have the opportunity to grant one single wish for the whole entire world, except for world peace... What would you wish for...and why?
No More Reindeer Games...just my games!
Well, it's either late at night, or early in the morning depending on the way you look at it...and I am bored!!!
I just visited 'Netchick' (Michelle's replacement) and she had a meet & greet posted...which is cool...but...there weren't any GAMES!!!
That's one thing that I loved about visiting Michelle's site...the games...
So, how do we fix this? Do I start a game? I don't think anyone will visit me though...
Either way...I want to play, I Spy!!!! (any takers?)
I spy with my little eye...something slimey!
I just visited 'Netchick' (Michelle's replacement) and she had a meet & greet posted...which is cool...but...there weren't any GAMES!!!
That's one thing that I loved about visiting Michelle's site...the games...
So, how do we fix this? Do I start a game? I don't think anyone will visit me though...
Either way...I want to play, I Spy!!!! (any takers?)
I spy with my little eye...something slimey!
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Cutting Back Sucks!
I know that the economy really sucks right now. I also understand that companies are looking for ways to cut back and that sometimes that means laying off staff. I know cause I was laid off! I was also fortunate enough to get another job.
But do you know what really sucks? My favorite Blog site, "Ask Michelle", has decided to discontinue the interactive blog & games that they have been doing for quite some time. I will miss it
Tonite I actually submitted my farewell response to Michelle...it is sad but true...
Maybe I will start another blog called..."Ask Eileen"...
We'll see.
But do you know what really sucks? My favorite Blog site, "Ask Michelle", has decided to discontinue the interactive blog & games that they have been doing for quite some time. I will miss it
Tonite I actually submitted my farewell response to Michelle...it is sad but true...
Maybe I will start another blog called..."Ask Eileen"...
We'll see.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Historical Election
This was a historical election no matter which side was victorious. If McCain had won, then it would have been the first time a woman was elected as a vice-president. Sorry, but DENIED!
On the other hand, Barrack Obama won, so it is the first time that an African-American has been elected president. Awesome!
Personally, I don't care about his race, but I do care about what he can do for me, my family & my country.
On the other hand, Barrack Obama won, so it is the first time that an African-American has been elected president. Awesome!
Personally, I don't care about his race, but I do care about what he can do for me, my family & my country.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
History Repeats Itself...History Repeats Itself...History Repeats Itself...
When I was younger I never believed that, "History repeats itself". I mean, come on, like Columbus would ever discover America again, right? Now that I am older and have had children, I know that it is true but not necessarily in the factual sense.
I was a challenging teenager, to say the least. My parents didn't know half of what I was doing, thank goodness, but even at half the trouble, I was extremely hard to deal with. It took years to recover our relationship, which thankfully we did. The love between myself and my parents outlasted and out shined all of the difficulties we experienced when I was an awful teenager, thank goodness!
Now, let's fast-forward about 18 years. I am living in a far away state. I am married with a toddler and 2 teenage daughters in the house. I am going crazy trying to control the younger girl, who although is a 'step' is mine (some people don't understand that part, but she is/was mine). To my face I was Eileen, but to her friends I was her Mom. Anyway, she was doing the usual illegal teenage antics, which I did call her out on. I could deal with that. But when I had to go back to work full time, she was being irresponsible when it came to letting people in my home to take what they wanted, along with skipping school and other issues. After having numerous items stolen including my original wedding ring, then I was also told by her school that I would be jailed if she continued to skip and that the only way to assure her attendance was escorting her from class to class, I had reached my breaking point. So I called crying to my mom, "Please, I need help, I don't know what to do..." I gotta give Mom credit, she let me gush until I finally said, "I need help, what should I do?" In response, I heard a soft chuckle. Here I am devastated and Mom laughed! My response? "I know I was a horrible teenager, I'm sorry, but I turned out ok, right? Please help me! Seriously, I need help!" My Mother responded, "You can only do what I did. Keep repeating to yourself, "This too shall pass, I will outlast...I will outlast...I will outlast..."
Fast forward 8 years...I'm still in Florida our daughter, Mallorie gets married and moves 1200 miles away. She has 3 new step children who all have ADHD. they stayed with her for the whole summer along with my daughter, Ry for 1 month and of course her own girls, Christi & Cailin. Now, to her credit, she didn't call me asking for help, but one time, about a 3 weeks into the 2 1/2 month stay, when I called her one night around supper time...she told me she was sitting in her car in the driveway because she had to escape. She then told me everything that had been happening at her home with her stepkids, which with their issues was a lot.
You know what? I chuckled...just like my Mom had done to me years before! Then I remembered the conversation I had with my Mom and thought, "Holy crap, she was so right!" I asked my daughter if she truly loved her husband then gave her the best advise that I knew.
I said, "Just keep telling yourself, this to shall pass, I will outlast."
History Repeats Itself...
I was a challenging teenager, to say the least. My parents didn't know half of what I was doing, thank goodness, but even at half the trouble, I was extremely hard to deal with. It took years to recover our relationship, which thankfully we did. The love between myself and my parents outlasted and out shined all of the difficulties we experienced when I was an awful teenager, thank goodness!
Now, let's fast-forward about 18 years. I am living in a far away state. I am married with a toddler and 2 teenage daughters in the house. I am going crazy trying to control the younger girl, who although is a 'step' is mine (some people don't understand that part, but she is/was mine). To my face I was Eileen, but to her friends I was her Mom. Anyway, she was doing the usual illegal teenage antics, which I did call her out on. I could deal with that. But when I had to go back to work full time, she was being irresponsible when it came to letting people in my home to take what they wanted, along with skipping school and other issues. After having numerous items stolen including my original wedding ring, then I was also told by her school that I would be jailed if she continued to skip and that the only way to assure her attendance was escorting her from class to class, I had reached my breaking point. So I called crying to my mom, "Please, I need help, I don't know what to do..." I gotta give Mom credit, she let me gush until I finally said, "I need help, what should I do?" In response, I heard a soft chuckle. Here I am devastated and Mom laughed! My response? "I know I was a horrible teenager, I'm sorry, but I turned out ok, right? Please help me! Seriously, I need help!" My Mother responded, "You can only do what I did. Keep repeating to yourself, "This too shall pass, I will outlast...I will outlast...I will outlast..."
Fast forward 8 years...I'm still in Florida our daughter, Mallorie gets married and moves 1200 miles away. She has 3 new step children who all have ADHD. they stayed with her for the whole summer along with my daughter, Ry for 1 month and of course her own girls, Christi & Cailin. Now, to her credit, she didn't call me asking for help, but one time, about a 3 weeks into the 2 1/2 month stay, when I called her one night around supper time...she told me she was sitting in her car in the driveway because she had to escape. She then told me everything that had been happening at her home with her stepkids, which with their issues was a lot.
You know what? I chuckled...just like my Mom had done to me years before! Then I remembered the conversation I had with my Mom and thought, "Holy crap, she was so right!" I asked my daughter if she truly loved her husband then gave her the best advise that I knew.
I said, "Just keep telling yourself, this to shall pass, I will outlast."
History Repeats Itself...
Thursday, October 23, 2008
39 Days & Counting
This week, Thursday, is my Friday. I just completed my 2nd 4 day work week and I'm tired.
One thing that stinks about a 4-day work week is getting up at 5:15 every morning. I am still trying to get used to that, and I am yawning by 3pm every day.
It took a lot of work, but I finally cleaned out the AP office. Now, there are only 5 files that require additional documentation to update.
The other thing that stinks is that on my 3 day weekend when I don't have to get up early, do you think I can sleep in?? HECK NO!!! If it isn't my old bladder saying, "Pee now!", then it's the darn dog (I love Lady!) wanting to go out. It sucks! On the off-chance that those scenarios do not occur and I can sleep in...I almost always have some shocking dream that startles me awake and I look at the clock...it's 5:15 (crap!)
I know I am stressing on my 90 day probation. I really, really love this job & I don't want to get canned, hence 39 days & counting. But on the up side, I honestly think I should be ok, cause yesterday, I was informed that I would be getting a company cell phone...
I think my position is secure, but I will not know for sure until December 2nd.
DANG!...38 days & counting...
One thing that stinks about a 4-day work week is getting up at 5:15 every morning. I am still trying to get used to that, and I am yawning by 3pm every day.
It took a lot of work, but I finally cleaned out the AP office. Now, there are only 5 files that require additional documentation to update.
The other thing that stinks is that on my 3 day weekend when I don't have to get up early, do you think I can sleep in?? HECK NO!!! If it isn't my old bladder saying, "Pee now!", then it's the darn dog (I love Lady!) wanting to go out. It sucks! On the off-chance that those scenarios do not occur and I can sleep in...I almost always have some shocking dream that startles me awake and I look at the clock...it's 5:15 (crap!)
I know I am stressing on my 90 day probation. I really, really love this job & I don't want to get canned, hence 39 days & counting. But on the up side, I honestly think I should be ok, cause yesterday, I was informed that I would be getting a company cell phone...
I think my position is secure, but I will not know for sure until December 2nd.
DANG!...38 days & counting...
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