Monday, October 29, 2007

The IPhone will be the death of me

Person A. got an IPhone. Such a brat. And now, Person A. eats with the IPhone, sleeps with the IPhone, plays with the IPhone all day, meets up with others who own an IPhone daily, turns down work becuase it might get in the way of time with the IPhone, and now can't consult about what to have for dinner because of the IPhone.

I'm here to tell you, there is life after the IPhone. Oh, and I hate the IPhone... of course while being totally envious that all I have is a Blackberry.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

My Blackberry- singular

I am finally a one-blackberry woman. And my purse is atleast 2lbs. lighter for it.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

What the Bleep?!

Did you know that there is such a thing that exists as a $250 parking ticket. Well they do. And I should know, I am now the proud owner of one.

You would think that I parked in an Ambulance Emergency Loading Zone, or by a fire hydrant, or a handicap spot, or what about those prego mother parking spots at Kroger-- you know, things that actually affect people's lives. But nooooo- a commercial loading zone ON A FRIGGIN' SATURDAY downtown. Who is loading anything commercial on a FRIGGIN' SATURDAY anyway?!

I am now collecting Shekels to help my cause. If you have any to donate, please send them to the Houston Police Department Attn: Ticket 5609471C. Thanks.

AND in the election on November 8th, vote against $250 PARKING TICKETS

Monday, October 22, 2007

Wait, that Fall

Oh yes, hello friend. I've been waiting for you since last year.

I cannot explain how much I love this time of year. And with each year, I love it more!

The air cools, the humidity leaves.
Pumpkin patches start popping up.
I no longer have to water my lawn every day.
I can open the kitchen window and enjoy a breeze in the evening.
I can take a jog without passing out.
I can light up the chiminea and huddle under a blanket.
My birthday is coming soon.
My favorite shows come back on TV.
I can eat pumpkin everything.
Greedy kids will tick-or-treat.
I make my annual pilgrimage to Nashville.
A cup of tea is present in my hand throughout the day and night.
Baseball season is at its most dramatic.
I bake for days.
I drive with the moon roof open and the heated seats on.
I remember picking apples with my mom and my brother.

And on and on.

I am so grateful that it is here. I have to wait until almost November to feel it where I live, whereas others of you see the change early in September. Feel lucky.

Thursday, October 18, 2007


Last week I was faced with a hard, cold realization. The choices we make are ours and we are the only ones who have that right. I am responsible for the choices I make and have made.

Another quote- the most difficult I've had to swollow in a long time "making a choice means leaving something or someone behind."

I'm at this turning point again where it might be time to make some difficult choices, difficult meaning leaving someone or something behind. I'm not sure what to do with that, but it hurts. One minute, I'm ready. The next, I'm not. Something has to give, as I cannot remain this way indefinately. Has the pain of same become greater than the possible pain of change? I'm not there yet, but I am feeling the pangs and emotion of it all.

How do you measure love? I have always felt that it was part emotional, part spiritual, and part practical. Does one part carry more weight than the others? Walk a spiritual path with practical feet. That's what He says. But what if the emotion is gone? In the words of Gaz- what if I'm a vegetable? And what happens when people you carry emotion for take advantage? Is emotional damage reversable? I think I hurt someone so badly that it may never be repaired. In the process I have hurt myself beyond repair. Can you recover? Can I recover? Can you recover? What does it take? I lined out some steps hoping to repair:

B of C
Person a.

By the end, will it have helped me? If it doesn't I don't know what else to do.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

For Gazza

I heard Mr. Jones today, in Marshalls. I sang along and smiled.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

I did a nice thing today

I helped a turtle cross the road. As I was driving home from running errands this morning, I saw a turtle, all tucked up in his shell, sitting in the middle of the road- on his way to a green pasture. Yes, there are still some green places in this blasted city I live in. So I stopped in the middle of the road, put on my flashers and picked him up to put him in the green space. As I drove off, he started to mosey into the tall grass. And that made me feel good.

Monday, October 8, 2007

I have a plant

You know those people who have plants that represent something?

Well I have a plant.

Let me tell you about the plant. I received the plant, as a gift, many years ago. It was given to me by someone I dearly loved. It was given on a very happy day during a happy time. It's just a simple plant in a perfect container that was custom made for me. Hand crafted with utmost care. I have moved it a number of times, the plant goes everywhere with me. The plant makes me happy. So the plant is in my house, in a place where I see it everyday. I watch the plant and monitor its health and well-being. I wash the plant, and trim the plant, I care for the plant... and the plant is barely hanging on- not dead, and it doesn't appear to be dying, but it is stressed, and it certainly isn't thriving. And it has been that way for quite some time.

I should probably let the plant die.

I do let go at times.
The water runs dry.
It shrivels up.
Then I give it some water.
It comes back to life.
It may never die.
I may keep moving it from place to place for the rest of my life.

It's not easy to detach from a living thing.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Donuts in a Chaffer

My favorite thing about my job is taking the ordinary, in this case donuts, and making them extraordinary, by putting them in a chrome chaffer to keep them warm. It cracks me up. Who puts donuts in a chaffer? I bet in your office, when you stop to pick up donuts for a meeting you just put the box as-is on the table...and the people better be appreciative that you took the 8 minutes out of your day to pick them up and the $11 out of your wallet to pay for them.

I have a client who always requests "2 dozen warm glazed donuts from Shipley's" Don't think about getting them from Dunkin' Donuts, or Best Donuts or even Krispy Kreme. And... they better be warm. Well by the time I pick them up on my way in to work, park my car, walk the 3 blocks to my office building, and up 26 floors to the Conference Center, they are no longer "warm." How do we rectify this situation... we put them in a chaffer and warm them up and keep them warm.

I wanted so badly to take a picture of this little funny thing we do, but by the time we had the donuts all set up, the clients were arriving and I missed the photo op. Next time.