So...there we are. The woman I work for is about to have to declare
bankruptcy...and my colleague and I are all excited to collect
unemployment and start our own businesses. I don't have much sympathy
for Ms. Boss because of the horrendous mismangement of the finances and
her ability to live SO far beyond her means it isn't even funny. So work
(interior design firm) has been a total nightmare of unpaid bills and
pissed off clients when she lands the BIGGEST kahuna of all times-- a
young couple that just purchased a $35 million home. And it was featured
in a magazine of leading world estates. I don't begrudge her her
success, however this precludes my plan of sailing off into the sunset.
This will save her ass and her business. I'm incredulous. And no matter
what kind of Lexapro high I might be riding, I do NOT want to work on
this account. She has already said we will have to go shopping in India
with the clients for rugs and furnishings, etc. You know what? I just
don't want to. If I decide to go to India it is because K and I have
decided to go on vacation or sabbatical or something. Not to go shopping
for some self-centered client, eventhough it would probably be first
class all the way. I'm too old. Done too much traveling for work. Have
woken up in too many hotel rooms confused as to which city I am in.
Missed to many important days with family and friends. Nope, that day
has come and gone for this homebody.
I guess I will have to jump this ship on my own. Where's the life jacket?
Friday, July 1, 2016
Saturday, June 4, 2016
Snow, Blood Marys, & Scrabble
...my idea of a great snowy Sunday.
After a vigorous stint at shoveling our driveway K and I are sprawled on our sofa, in front of the TV, watching more snow fall on our recently cleared drive. Arggh! We've got a good 12-14 inches so far. In these parts, that is pretty significant.
Yesterday started with our weekly trip to the Vet. Auggie's eye checked out just fine and he has gained yet another 5lbs in one week, logging him in at 35lbs....he is destined to be XL it seems. Then we went to a specialty Bulldog show which was pretty interesting. There had to be 50 bullies there...all different markings and body sizes, all very cute. What I took away from this was that Auggie will be a large, mostly square dog, very stocky with a big head and chest. And lazy. Although there is no sign of this yet. He is still very active.
The day concluded with a trip to the grocery store (a chore I dread) along with everyone else in town to get some provisions because our pansy-ass cars are horrible in the snow. And then we went for Mexican food and Margaritas....always a fine choice. Then back to the sofa.
After a vigorous stint at shoveling our driveway K and I are sprawled on our sofa, in front of the TV, watching more snow fall on our recently cleared drive. Arggh! We've got a good 12-14 inches so far. In these parts, that is pretty significant.
Yesterday started with our weekly trip to the Vet. Auggie's eye checked out just fine and he has gained yet another 5lbs in one week, logging him in at 35lbs....he is destined to be XL it seems. Then we went to a specialty Bulldog show which was pretty interesting. There had to be 50 bullies there...all different markings and body sizes, all very cute. What I took away from this was that Auggie will be a large, mostly square dog, very stocky with a big head and chest. And lazy. Although there is no sign of this yet. He is still very active.
The day concluded with a trip to the grocery store (a chore I dread) along with everyone else in town to get some provisions because our pansy-ass cars are horrible in the snow. And then we went for Mexican food and Margaritas....always a fine choice. Then back to the sofa.
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
I'm in Love
It has taken a while but I can say I'm officially in love with Auggie. This is simply the cutest dog in existence and it isn't his puppy soft fur, or his adorable jowls, or even his tummy which he loves to have rubbed, it is his charming and affectionate disposition none of which is evident in this picture.
He is the biggest love bug I have ever encountered in a dog. He *loves* every person and animal we meet including cats, dogs, squirrels, doesn't matter. He literally throws himself at feet of everyone we meet, all wiggly waggly, flips onto his back for his tummy rubs.
And he is smart. Not German Shepard smart but more of an inquisitive, sensitive smart. I don't have to do all of those normal doggy training tactics to get him to behave. When he is being naughty, all I have to do is tap him on the back with one finger and say no, while shaking my head no. And that is usually sufficient. He learned to shake paws in two tries. And he knows the word cookie too. Not bad for a little guy who is only 15 weeks old.
The only unfortunate things is that he FREAKS when we take out the camera--hence the look on his face here. We attempted to get a cute shot but we both look less than our best. Oh well. I did edit out my butt cheeks :) to spare us all.
He is the biggest love bug I have ever encountered in a dog. He *loves* every person and animal we meet including cats, dogs, squirrels, doesn't matter. He literally throws himself at feet of everyone we meet, all wiggly waggly, flips onto his back for his tummy rubs.
And he is smart. Not German Shepard smart but more of an inquisitive, sensitive smart. I don't have to do all of those normal doggy training tactics to get him to behave. When he is being naughty, all I have to do is tap him on the back with one finger and say no, while shaking my head no. And that is usually sufficient. He learned to shake paws in two tries. And he knows the word cookie too. Not bad for a little guy who is only 15 weeks old.
The only unfortunate things is that he FREAKS when we take out the camera--hence the look on his face here. We attempted to get a cute shot but we both look less than our best. Oh well. I did edit out my butt cheeks :) to spare us all.
Friday, April 15, 2016
Another Day Foiled
My plans for a dazzling makeover have been put on hold for the moment
because our darling, cherubic puppy has developed a case of cherry eye. A
cute name for an ugly condition where the tear gland pops out the
inside corner of the eye. It looks awful and he is desperately trying to
rid himself of it. And the only remedy??? Why surgery of course.
General anesthesia, the whole mcgilla.
So let's tally this up. We've had him 7 weeks and he has been to the vet 6 times. Bulldog lovers beware: make sure you have deep pockets before you bring one of these sweet little buggers home. We are starting to track his expenses in Quicken if that gives you any indication.
So let's tally this up. We've had him 7 weeks and he has been to the vet 6 times. Bulldog lovers beware: make sure you have deep pockets before you bring one of these sweet little buggers home. We are starting to track his expenses in Quicken if that gives you any indication.
Thursday, April 7, 2016
Three months to live - what would you do?
Just over three months left to live...what would you do?
Here's my list:
What would be on your list?
Here's my list:
- Quit work immediately!!
- Spend the first 6 weeks traveling to: Spain, Morocco, Africa, Armenia (me), Denmark (hub), Bhutan and finish it off someplace tropical where I can swim in a warm, calm ocean
- See as much of family and friends as possible
- Get up at 5am everyday and go to bed at midnight
- Rent a home somewhere very rustic and beautiful
- Spend a little time everyday doing something artistic, painting, drawing etc
- Finding a wonderful recipe every single day and making something delicious
- Buy the finest wine and freshest food possible, invite everyone over for dinner every night
- Sing at the top of my lungs
- Hear lots of live music, classical, blues, rock....take 'em all in.
- Not clean a single thing!!
What would be on your list?
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
And Then Some.....
I'm not lonely or morose today. But I love poetry so very much and
occasionally have posted poems here that touch me. I have pilfered this
from the comments section of another's blog. I admit it, but I love it
so that makes my plagiarism ok:
"Song"
You're wondering if I'm lonely:
OK then, yes, I'm lonely
as a plane rides lonely and level
on its radio beam, aiming
across the Rockies
for the blue-strung aisles
of an airfield on the ocean.
You want to ask, am I lonely?
Well, of course, lonely
as a woman driving across country
day after day, leaving behind
mile after mile
little towns she might have stopped
and lived and died in, lonely
If I'm lonely
it must be the loneliness
of waking first, of breathing
dawns' first cold breath on the city
of being the one awake
in a house wrapped in sleep
If I'm lonely
it's with the rowboat ice-fast on the shore
in the last red light of the year
that knows what it is, that knows it's neither
ice nor mud nor winter light
but wood, with a gift for burning
--Adrienne Rich
"Song"
You're wondering if I'm lonely:
OK then, yes, I'm lonely
as a plane rides lonely and level
on its radio beam, aiming
across the Rockies
for the blue-strung aisles
of an airfield on the ocean.
You want to ask, am I lonely?
Well, of course, lonely
as a woman driving across country
day after day, leaving behind
mile after mile
little towns she might have stopped
and lived and died in, lonely
If I'm lonely
it must be the loneliness
of waking first, of breathing
dawns' first cold breath on the city
of being the one awake
in a house wrapped in sleep
If I'm lonely
it's with the rowboat ice-fast on the shore
in the last red light of the year
that knows what it is, that knows it's neither
ice nor mud nor winter light
but wood, with a gift for burning
--Adrienne Rich
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Welcome
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