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{November 18, 2014} Cuts in odd places…ouch

There is something I want to talk about, but I’m not ready, when I am, you’ll be the first to know!

What I want to talk about getting cuts in, well, not so much odd places, but inconvenient, is that the right word?

My thumb was hurting earlier and I couldn’t figure what was wrong, I kept looking and looking and nothing. Finally, I saw the cut and it made sense, didn’t feel any better, but at least there was a reason.

Ever have that…where you get a cut or bruise, in a place that just puts you off until you figure out what happened and then until it goes away. Loathing her paper cuts in odd and unfortunate places, the cuts on the finger tips, all your focus seems to go there, like now, all I can do is touch the tip of my thumb, press it to be sure it’s cut, like something changed in the last few minutes.

It’s so inconsequential, but it occupies my attention, until I am distracted by something else, and then all of a sudden, I touch or brush it and bam…ouch, oh yeah, I cut myself. Then you spend the next day wondering how you cut yourself, or at least that’s what I’ve been doing!

Don’t you wish all your problems were this trivial? (My random thought for the day, never discounting your pain!)

Good thing it’s not on a typing finger!

Goodnight!

{November 12, 2014} Why do certain things trigger certain reactions?

Needless worrying…that’s all it is!

I joke and say it’s Jewish guilt, but I have no idea what it is! Whenever someone says, “we need to talk” or a manager, someone above, says “do you have some time to chat?” without telling you what it is about, my stomach clenches, it’s a natural reaction.

Most of the time it’s nothing, but in my mind, and I don’t know why I expect the worst, but that’s the way it is. Expect the worst, hope for the best. And most times, it’s something very simple, but I get that way and then I have to sit there and wait and wonder and let my mind wander until I have that conversation with them and then it’s over.

Breath

{November 11, 2014} It is Veteran’s Day, have you said Thank You?

November 11th is a day that honors the all who served in the US Armed forces.

This is a day to honor all who have served in our country’s military. All who have served, this includes men, women and canines, many people forget there are wonderful and brave canines who serve alongside wonderful and brave human beings.

I have had the honor to know many people who have served in the military; family, friends, neighbors and past relationships, each one having had different experiences while they served. Some choose to talk about their time, some do not, but one thing linked them all together, they were and are proud of the service that they gave to and for their country.

One of the things that I enjoy on a day like today is seeing all the fabulous photographs that people post, either of themselves in uniform or of a loved one who has served or is currently serving, the pride and emotion that emanates from the photos is overwhelming.

I like to joke that the only war movies I enjoy are ones where they are singing and dancing. There are some fine war movies out there, unfortunately, I am usually an emotional mess if I watch one, so I will leave that to you. The messages differ, depending on the movie itself, some silly, sad, emotional, terrifying, heroic, but no matter what type of movie it is, it is an honor to serve your country and to all the brave men, women and canines who have served this great nation of ours and allowed me the freedom and opportunity to be able to voice my opinions in this very blog, I say “Thank You!”

I will leave you with this…When the show, Family Jewels, was on the air, Gene Simmons did an amazing tribute to all four branches of the military, Army, Navy, Air Force and Marines Corps, I still get goose bumps watching it, I hope you do too. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5MtdIO23MKM,

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veterans_Day

{November 7, 2014} After being sick at work/Travel Day

This is a dual blog post because i want to talk about two things and it’s my post, so there you go.

So, as you know, I wasn’t feeling well this week and had to stay in bed yesterday. Since I am relatively new to the project, everyone knows who I am and yesterday, there was a big meeting and I was noticeably absent and this was the meeting where the project manager was supposed to introduce PM and I to the group, oh well. So…today, everyone wanted to know if I was feeling better, it was very nice, but a little weird. Even at the airport, when I landed in Atlanta, I saw some of my teammates and they were asking. So nice, but weird. It was definitely appreciated, but at the same time, not the kind of attention I want and how much information do you give? Ramble over.

As for traveling…I left some perishables with the hotel until Monday, I didn’t feel like traveling with them, so that was good. I got an text that my 4:50pm flight was delayed until 5:36pm, go figure, apparently due to high wind, it finally started getting cold in Chicago. Then I have no seat, I will get that at the gate. When I get to the Delta counter, wait with everyone else to drop my bag, about 30 minutes, great…then going through security, TSA pre-check, but a random check, really?

Get to the gate, there was an announcement that there was a gate change, go to the new gate with everyone else, it’s for an earlier flight than ours, how could a flight leave before it was supposed to when it was delayed. Then go back to the original gate and wait with everyone else, finally getting in line because the one woman at the counter said it would be a while, they were still working on the flight that just left.

Got on the plane and waited and waited and waited. Finally took off, as soon as we land, EVERYONE [well, almost everyone] gets up, like that’s going to help. Finally get off the plane, get my bag, break a nail getting the bag off the conveyor belt, what? And lost a charm off the bracelet I got in Ireland, pook. Did meet a nice guy that works for Deloitte as well, he overheard me speaking with someone about what I did. We are both working for the same partner on different projects.

Get my car, which is an Impala, or land yacht as I like to call it. It’s clean, good stereo and rides smoothly. I make it to TS’ house and it’s a wonderful reunion, she feeds me home made veggie soup and is so wonderful because she is a meat eater and used to flavoring with meat, but accommodated me and it was heavenly. I am not eating very much at the moment. There was salad and her mom’s home made pickles. I was in heaven. A wonderful end to a long day.

Goodnight my friends!

{November 5, 2014} Being sick in a hotel…

Is no fun at all!

As my friend ST said, it makes you feel a little more alone. There’s no one checking on you, in person, i had lots of people check on me via text, thank you! No one checking to see if you want or need anything, no one to pat your back and tell you you’re going to be alright. Ok, I know I sound whiney, I’m sick, you’ll get over it!

You know one of the things I like, well, like might not be the right word, but when I’m home and sick, my cats are with me and never leave my side, that is incredibly comforting.It’s their way of taking care of their mommy.

Last night I slept pretty hard, woke up a few times and finally about 7, I woke up, messaged my co-worker and manger telling them I wouldn’t make it in to work today and went back to sleep, or tried to. I spent the rest of the day dozing, the only time I got out of bed was to go to the bathroom and twice I thought a shower would help, it did, the first time was just to stand under the warm water, the second was an actual shower, with soap and shampoo! I felt like a human being again, mostly. And the second time, I put on fresh jammies, that always helps!

I went to sleep achy and woke up that way, not really able to move, but progressively during the day felt a little better and the achy feeling is moving down my body, so that’s better. About 3pm, I messaged my manager to tell him I was upright and see if there was anything he needed me to work on, I could be slightly productive.

The good news is…I talked to GES and everyone is fine at their house! Dad, not so much, but it will run it’s course so I am hopeful for tomorrow!

Thanks for all the good vibes and wishes and I wish you never, ever experience this and if you do…I hope it’s at home where someone will tell you everything will be alright!

{October 29, 2014} Playing dress up is no fun.

Let me rephrase…I love playing dress up, dressing in costumes, putting on a dress and getting gussied up for a night on the town.

Dressing in business professional attire for work is not that much fun. For the last few years, I have only worn business casual attire for work. That usually involves khakis, sweater sets, summer dresses, flats, sometimes boots. Now, with this position, I am in slacks, more formal dresses, dressy sweaters, belts, things that cinch. Oh, and there are the shoes! Boots with heels, shoes with heels, there is a pair of flats, but still…heels, heels, heels.

It’s a new sensation and I feel like a kid playing dress up. Don’t tell anyone, I’m getting away with it!

{October 27, 2014} So beat…time to pass out

Today was a travel day.

I am on a new project in Arlington Heights, Illinois, starting today through June, so you know what that means, traveling back and forth each week and come on, you know I love it!

When I got back from Ireland, I was Gold Medallion on Delta, go me! You know how I love Hilton, well, I stayed at a Hilton for free this weekend, can’t beat that! I tried to get into a Hilton on this trip, but it was sold out, so…I called SPG or Starwood, http://www.spg.com and said that I was Diamond with Hilton and I would like the same status with SPG, I didn’t necessarily want the points, which are great, I wanted the same status, because, as we all know…I’m spoiled!

When I called SPG, they told me about the Platinum Challenge, stay 19 nights in 90 days and I would be platinum, so guess what I’m doing? I’m at a Sheraton, it’s a little older, and in an office with nothing around for food. I ordered room service after I got settled in, it was ok. The room is very nice, a living room area and then a bedroom with French Doors, it’s lovely, I can be happy here for a bit.

I started the day at 5:30am Mountain time, after sleeping only 2 hours, that’s not enough for me! I flew United Airlines, which was fine, not great, but fine. I found PM and we took a taxi over to the hospital to meet the team. It was a good day, met lots of great people and got a better insight to what the project is about.

I was dressed professionally, thanks to my sister taking me shopping and knowing what looks good, even if I don’t agree, but I look Business. All I know is that i was wearing the wrong foot-ware today and my dogs are screaming at me!

I think I have ahhhh..shhh…zzzzzzz

{October 26, 2014} I have a good life and I know it.

I really do know it.

I have family and friends who care about and love me, two furry babies who love when I come home, at least I think they do, they come to say hello eventually! I have a great job that affords me the ability to travel and be there for my family when I need to be and sometimes just when I want to [which sometimes is the same thing, hugs are a great healer] and just spend time with them.

That great job also allows me to travel to different locations so that I don’t always have to go to the same place every weekend, which allows me to travel to do a race if I want! I even get points from travel [hotel, car, flights] allowing me to stay for free or reduced rates.

For example…this weekend I am in Denver and I just completed the Blacklight 5k, more like 3.47, which I did in 45.50, a new record for me! I am a little stoked. Crazy thing…I started my day last Saturday doing a race at a horse track in Ireland and I ended my Saturday today doing a race at an auto track. Crazy!

I could wax prolific all day, but I just wanted to tell you how lucky I am and I know it!

{October 22, 2014} A big storm, a fond memory

I know I’ve talked about the wasband in the past, well, actually, I really haven’t talked about him too much, why give him that much attention and space in my universe.

But…as I sit here listening to a helluva rain storm, with “gunder” as we called it in my house growing up and lightening, I remember when I was with the wasband and there was a great rain storm, we would sometimes act like kids and I would run into the room and shout “thunder, hide!” and hide my head under his shirt and wrap my arms around him and he would wrap his arms around me and protect me from the storm. And of course, he would hide behind me sometimes too!

It is a nice feeling, having this memory and it making me smile, reminding me that it wasn’t all bad.

Gunder, hide!

{October 22, 2014} My cats are so cute!

Ok, I am going to write about my cats, yup.

No, not the crazy cat lady, but I do love these two fuzzy nuts and I am looking at them laying here on the bed with me, so I snapped a pic or two to share and that’s really about it.

I know I’ve told you a little about them, but I’ll tell you again anyway. Jymy is eleven and got the name because my wasband used to call me Jimmie for some unknown reason, so when we got her, I asked the kids what to call her and without missing a beat, in unison “Jymy!” and Jymy it was. I spelled it that way to be a little different, but…everyone always says him when referring to her.

She is a larger cat, not fat by any means, just big and I have to tell you, after the scare I had with her about two years ago, so thin her ribs were showing, I love my fat cat! She can be grumpy on occasion, but who isn’t? She is affectionate and gives me kisses quite often, especially when she sits on my lap, much better than when she used to bite my chin all the time! It’s not an easy fix, like biting her back, all you get is a mouth full of fur, no thanks! When I am sleeping, she is normally in the crook of my body, against my back or laying right at my head on my pillow.

Jymy is not easily led, she has her own mind and you know it, but she is still a momma’s girl and I love it. I do remember when she was a kitten, she would play fetch, throw a piece of paper and she would catch it and bring it back, you should have seen her jump and catch the paper, hair band, whatever it was I would throw! Now, she’s gotten a little older, but I swear, she is still a kitten half of the time, just wanting to play and cuddle.

Now, Peanut is still a bit of a baby at six, she craves attention, is jealous of the attention that Jymy gets sometimes, having to be on my lap the minute Jymy gets there, but that’s what little sisters are all about! She is affectionate and sweet and listens, sometimes, but loves to be picked up and held and loved on. She talks a lot! I don’t think I’ve ever had a cat that talked that much!

Peanut is definitely a kitten and likes to play, chase her own tail and any bit of light or laser that you flash at her. She will even chase the shadows on the wall! Have you ever watched a cat run around in circles chasing their own tail? How about when they run across the room and then slide on the area rug? I had another cat who would do that and who was I to stop her fun?

She likes to sleep in the crook of my arm, close to my body, especailly with my arms wrapped around her and if Jymy is there, she will walk over her to get in that spot. She does love her big sister though, follows her everywhere, sometimes much to Jymy’s chagrin.

If you have cats…do they like to help you make the bed? Get under the sheets and burrow and then freak out when they think they are trapped? (Look where Peanut is)

I could go on, but do you really want to listen to me go on and on and on about my cats? I refuse to be the crazy cat lady!

I will close with this…my girls are incrdibly affectionate and know when I don’t feel well, they are right there loving on me making sure i am ok, after all, who can take better care of me than them?

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