I am tired... and sick... and sick and tired too. Cancelled both of my appointments for the day which was a temporary relief but the knowledge that I now am behind in those dealings (on top of other pre existing ones) lays on me heavily in and of itself.
While Conrad took the kids to the library I seized the opportunity and went for a walk. Just me and my hijacked brain... What I really would have liked was to jog but I had no music and all in all was just too weak. I actually almost opted out of the walk for that very reason but seeing the sun slowly setting behind the horizon made it all the more inviting. Also, the alternative of sitting on the couch was just not... well NOT an alternative. And sure there was a thousand and one other things which I could have done around the house but not today...
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Friday the 12th - All in all a normal Friday, same old same old. Except for Heathers family birthday party in the evening. We bought her a hamster, sparkly pink cage and all... I couldn't be sure that I was reading her facial expressions a hundred percent. I was worried maybe she hoped for something else instead. But when she told me later that evening that in all her twelve years this was the best gift she had ever received my fears had been put to ease. I think she may have been a little overwhelmed initially... I know she is taking this new pet owner role very seriously which is SO cute. The little rug rat has a weekly agenda already posted up on the wall, including all of its feedings, water changes, cage cleanings and treats!
Saturday the 13th-
8AM - Work
11AM- try and track down a cupcake birthday cake for Heathers second party. Glow bowling at Academy Lanes with six of her little buddies. Even though three days before hand Sobeys said they make them it turned out they don't. So not impressed, another strike against Sobeys.... Safeway to the rescue... but with only four hours left on the clock before the guest arrive they cant help me either... except they have one heart shaped cupcake left over from Valentines day. It will do... considering everything I have to admit it looked not bad.
12:30 Arrive home just in time to feed the little ones lunch and send Heather of to drum lessons with Dad.
1:00- Killer cramps, have to sleep it off.
2:30- Prep for 6 preteen girls to invade my house... .
3:00- Invasion occurs
3:30- Drive to bowling lanes, drop Dad of with the girls.... I take Collier, Lisha and Seth to the Forks for a river walk and some sledding. (Its not as warm as I thought it was)
5:30- Get home, try and start on supper while playing ref.
5:45- Boys and I go pick up Team Pink from bowling lanes... Lisha stays at home with Michelle in solitary confinement.
6:30 Get home, open presents, pick up with supper.... say goodbye to all the girls. (YES!!)
7:30 Eat supper
8:00 Get my little ones to bed while Conrad takes Heather and her one remaining friend back to her house for a sleepover. (simultaneously txting with Shivvy for the next TWO hours! We could just pick up the phone and have the same conversation in 15 minutes but hey, its my last day of free txting)
9:00 Shower
10:10 Shivvy finally arrives... just when I should be thinking bout going to bed I go out.
1:30AM Sunday - Get home.
2:00 In bed.
5:00 - Sleep... way over rated.... bird chirping just outside my window.... etc, etc.
8:00 - Get up. Feed the kids breakfast, leave to go to work.
11:30- Get home, send Lish out the door for Ballet....
12:00 PM-Feed Collier and Seth Lunch
12:15- Shower
12:43 Lisha and Dad get home.
12:45- Leave for second job of the day.
4:00 - Eleisha and I walk Amanda home.... then start heading home ourselves... again way colder then I thought... Eleisha commends me for the brilliant idea.
4:20 Get home... Casserole in the oven, four french braids and one outfit change later... and were out the door...
5:15 Safeway... birthday cake number 3 this weekend.... hey why not? Its either that or having to worry about cooking more dishes for the pot luck. Its almost tradition by now that if a birthday falls on a Sunday or Thursday a birthday cake is warranted whether there has been two previously or not.
5:20 - Pick up Caroly.
5:30 - Arrive at church... Eat supper... Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you... etc etc.
6:15 - Conrad goes to pick up his Mom for the church service.
8:30 - Drop grandma off at home... drop family off at home.. then take Caroly home...
9:00 - Walk in the door to the sound of Lisha screaming off the top of her lungs.... oh yeah... giant sliver in her hand... 15 minutes of surgery a lot of tears later and we are good to go.
9:30 - Muster up whatever energy I have and have a brief chat with hubby.... go up and quickly check my email and go to bed setting a new record for earliest night ever. (or not)
11:25 - Asking myself why I am still here.... and not in bed. Surely sandman will be a little more kind to me tonight....
Saturday the 13th-
8AM - Work
11AM- try and track down a cupcake birthday cake for Heathers second party. Glow bowling at Academy Lanes with six of her little buddies. Even though three days before hand Sobeys said they make them it turned out they don't. So not impressed, another strike against Sobeys.... Safeway to the rescue... but with only four hours left on the clock before the guest arrive they cant help me either... except they have one heart shaped cupcake left over from Valentines day. It will do... considering everything I have to admit it looked not bad.
12:30 Arrive home just in time to feed the little ones lunch and send Heather of to drum lessons with Dad.
1:00- Killer cramps, have to sleep it off.
2:30- Prep for 6 preteen girls to invade my house... .
3:00- Invasion occurs
3:30- Drive to bowling lanes, drop Dad of with the girls.... I take Collier, Lisha and Seth to the Forks for a river walk and some sledding. (Its not as warm as I thought it was)
5:30- Get home, try and start on supper while playing ref.
5:45- Boys and I go pick up Team Pink from bowling lanes... Lisha stays at home with Michelle in solitary confinement.
6:30 Get home, open presents, pick up with supper.... say goodbye to all the girls. (YES!!)
7:30 Eat supper
8:00 Get my little ones to bed while Conrad takes Heather and her one remaining friend back to her house for a sleepover. (simultaneously txting with Shivvy for the next TWO hours! We could just pick up the phone and have the same conversation in 15 minutes but hey, its my last day of free txting)
9:00 Shower
10:10 Shivvy finally arrives... just when I should be thinking bout going to bed I go out.
1:30AM Sunday - Get home.
2:00 In bed.
5:00 - Sleep... way over rated.... bird chirping just outside my window.... etc, etc.
8:00 - Get up. Feed the kids breakfast, leave to go to work.
11:30- Get home, send Lish out the door for Ballet....
12:00 PM-Feed Collier and Seth Lunch
12:15- Shower
12:43 Lisha and Dad get home.
12:45- Leave for second job of the day.
4:00 - Eleisha and I walk Amanda home.... then start heading home ourselves... again way colder then I thought... Eleisha commends me for the brilliant idea.
4:20 Get home... Casserole in the oven, four french braids and one outfit change later... and were out the door...
5:15 Safeway... birthday cake number 3 this weekend.... hey why not? Its either that or having to worry about cooking more dishes for the pot luck. Its almost tradition by now that if a birthday falls on a Sunday or Thursday a birthday cake is warranted whether there has been two previously or not.
5:20 - Pick up Caroly.
5:30 - Arrive at church... Eat supper... Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you... etc etc.
6:15 - Conrad goes to pick up his Mom for the church service.
8:30 - Drop grandma off at home... drop family off at home.. then take Caroly home...
9:00 - Walk in the door to the sound of Lisha screaming off the top of her lungs.... oh yeah... giant sliver in her hand... 15 minutes of surgery a lot of tears later and we are good to go.
9:30 - Muster up whatever energy I have and have a brief chat with hubby.... go up and quickly check my email and go to bed setting a new record for earliest night ever. (or not)
11:25 - Asking myself why I am still here.... and not in bed. Surely sandman will be a little more kind to me tonight....
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
A Lesson from Geese
Some of you may have heard some of this stuff already... it's kinda cool.
Have you ever wondered why migrating geese fly in a formation?
As each bird flaps it's wings, it creates uplift for the following bird. In a V formation, the whole flock adds at least 71% more flying waves then if each bird flew alone. Whenever a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to fly it alone... and quickly gets back into formation.
Like geese, people who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going quicker and easier than those who try to go it alone.
When a goose gets tired, it rotates to the back of the formation and another goose flies at the point position.
Ultimately, peoples success depends on working as a team, taking turns doing the hard tasks, and sharing leadership.
Geese in the rear of the formation honk to encourage those up front to up their speed.
It is important that our "honking" from behind be encouraging. Otherwise it's just- well, honking.
When a goose gets sick or wounded, two other geese drop out of formation and follow it down to help and provide protection. They stay with the unhealthy member of the flock until it is either able to fly again or it dies. Then they launch out again with another passing flock or try to catch up with their own.
May we be so sacrificial, that we may be worthy of such friends in our time of need.
I must say I will never look at two single geese in the sky the same way again. Thank you and Happy Valentines Day to specifically my two geese, you know who you are, who are always willing to either carry my weight or to "drop out of formation" to go down with me in times of need. You are invaluable... irreplaceable... and I consider myself honoured to be able to be there for you in your times of need. Through tick and thin. For better or worse. But let us not forget girls... (and I say this to myself as much as to you...)
May we not forget that we were made to fly...
Have you ever wondered why migrating geese fly in a formation?
As each bird flaps it's wings, it creates uplift for the following bird. In a V formation, the whole flock adds at least 71% more flying waves then if each bird flew alone. Whenever a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to fly it alone... and quickly gets back into formation.
Like geese, people who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going quicker and easier than those who try to go it alone.
When a goose gets tired, it rotates to the back of the formation and another goose flies at the point position.
Ultimately, peoples success depends on working as a team, taking turns doing the hard tasks, and sharing leadership.
Geese in the rear of the formation honk to encourage those up front to up their speed.
It is important that our "honking" from behind be encouraging. Otherwise it's just- well, honking.
When a goose gets sick or wounded, two other geese drop out of formation and follow it down to help and provide protection. They stay with the unhealthy member of the flock until it is either able to fly again or it dies. Then they launch out again with another passing flock or try to catch up with their own.
May we be so sacrificial, that we may be worthy of such friends in our time of need.
I must say I will never look at two single geese in the sky the same way again. Thank you and Happy Valentines Day to specifically my two geese, you know who you are, who are always willing to either carry my weight or to "drop out of formation" to go down with me in times of need. You are invaluable... irreplaceable... and I consider myself honoured to be able to be there for you in your times of need. Through tick and thin. For better or worse. But let us not forget girls... (and I say this to myself as much as to you...)
May we not forget that we were made to fly...
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Much Ado About Nothing
Yet another weekend has come and gone, and as usual my place looks like a full size tornado has whirled right through it. Oh well... I guess that's what Mondays are for. Dealing with the after math of it all. For some crazy reason I'm actually looking forward to it... (must be not enough sleep.)
I started a new job today. It so funny cuz it's such a complete opposite scenario compared to that of my other job. Yup, it was rough I tell yeah. Sitting there for three hours doing nothing but crafts. We made friendship pens.... between Heather and me we brought one home for everyone, which Mish was ever so grateful for. She only thanked me for it about ten times just within the first hour. Then we had snack and played a few icebreaker games.
I get paid for five hours, one hour for set up, one hour for tear down (which neither is really required), although I do some prep work throughout the week. The rest of the time is actually spent with the girls, of which there was only five in total but all were sweet as pie ... Heather being one of them, which time spent with her while getting paid and doing fun stuff is another added bonus. I expect more to show next time... apparently one of the girls that is a regular was having a birthday party so we lost a few to that. Plus they were all told to bring a friend next time. If we can get high and consistent numbers we can host every Sunday instead of every other.
Moving on from work...
I admit, it is only do to my stubborn streak that I am still reading War and Peace (Leo Tolstoy). I've been at it for almost two months and am hardly one third ways into it. Lot's of war talk... I can hardly follow a thing... terminology I don't understand but at times I surprise even myself when I feel the adrenalin within me as they are about to attack. The romance is sweet.. once your able to figure out who is who. There is a glossary at the beginning of the book to aid in that. .. which I haven't really found to be too helpful but whatever... and every once in a while one comes across a phenomenal passage... or even just a sentence... the author truly has outstanding insight into the human soul. I look forward to reading some of his other stuff, hopefully a bit lighter then this one.
I am exausted... didn't sleep well last night again and had to get up early... I'm off to bed.
I started a new job today. It so funny cuz it's such a complete opposite scenario compared to that of my other job. Yup, it was rough I tell yeah. Sitting there for three hours doing nothing but crafts. We made friendship pens.... between Heather and me we brought one home for everyone, which Mish was ever so grateful for. She only thanked me for it about ten times just within the first hour. Then we had snack and played a few icebreaker games.
I get paid for five hours, one hour for set up, one hour for tear down (which neither is really required), although I do some prep work throughout the week. The rest of the time is actually spent with the girls, of which there was only five in total but all were sweet as pie ... Heather being one of them, which time spent with her while getting paid and doing fun stuff is another added bonus. I expect more to show next time... apparently one of the girls that is a regular was having a birthday party so we lost a few to that. Plus they were all told to bring a friend next time. If we can get high and consistent numbers we can host every Sunday instead of every other.
Moving on from work...
I admit, it is only do to my stubborn streak that I am still reading War and Peace (Leo Tolstoy). I've been at it for almost two months and am hardly one third ways into it. Lot's of war talk... I can hardly follow a thing... terminology I don't understand but at times I surprise even myself when I feel the adrenalin within me as they are about to attack. The romance is sweet.. once your able to figure out who is who. There is a glossary at the beginning of the book to aid in that. .. which I haven't really found to be too helpful but whatever... and every once in a while one comes across a phenomenal passage... or even just a sentence... the author truly has outstanding insight into the human soul. I look forward to reading some of his other stuff, hopefully a bit lighter then this one.
I am exausted... didn't sleep well last night again and had to get up early... I'm off to bed.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
My Longest Entry Yet
Although I wasn't keen on going to work today I was thankful for the distraction it provided. Little did I know it was just going to prove to be a continuation of the hell I feel like I've been going through lately. Ah yes, the year 2007 is certainly coming in with a bang. Come to think of it 2006 left in the same fashions. What ever happened to the whole expression, "In like a lion out like a lamb" and visa versa? I guess life is a little less predictable then weather.
Apparently me blogging or chatting from work is not acceptable... which I guess is understandable. I simply didn't think it to be an issue considering I see others browsing on there all the time but in hine sight... well whatever. I can swallow my humble pie and accept that as it is. No big deal.
Another issue at hand is there's been some theft happening... some piece that I don't even know what the heck it's called or what it's used for. But I now do know that it is valued at four hundred dollars which is a good amount of cash. A lap top, and other pieces. Another thing I was informed of as of tonight is that 70% of theft is what is called "in house", which I'm sure you can guess is done at the hands of the employees themselves. That's a huge percentage... it's hard to think of the faces I see day to day and have grown to love and appreciate... and to think them capable of such a thing.... It's also extremely difficult to think of myself as a suspect... a prime suspect might I add. First and formost I should say that about half a year ago... well what to say... well let's just say I messed up one way or another and it effected my work ethic... but amends were made to the best of my ability.
So there is that in my not too distant history... and then get this. I now assume that in light of all of this my boss askes me to submit a detailed account of my hours for my last pay period. Up until now I have just kept track of them myself, writing them down on my calender as soon as I got home and after about a month or two I'd call in with the total amount and get a check the next pay period. So when the request was made I thought it to be odd but again, whatever. I said, "Sure, no prob" . A bit more work on my end of it but I certainly have nothing to hide. Except that later it dawns on me that it is now January... year 2007.... and my hours are neatly written in on the 2006 calendar.. which is probably somewhere in the midst of the recycling process even as I write this. And to think that as I was taking the recycling out and the calendar was staring me in the face I contemplated maybe saving it, for what reason I did not know. So neadless to say this is starting not to look so good...
All that combined with the fact that I am one of the few people who has keys to everything, is there after hours and has the place all to herself and wallah! There ya have it folks! Innocent until proven guilty.. or not. This really bites I tell yeah...
I imagine I am being slightly mellow dramatic but this is all very fresh still. I wasn't outright accused of anything... and the boss and I go a long way back.. but never less... not a pleasant feeling. For crying out loud I feel guilty for having a piece of pizza left over from a staff lunch from the day before never mind actually stealing something!
Oh yeah, almost forgot to tell you one other detail... you 'll love this. This is classic. On my way home as I am mulling over in my head all that has just transpired... I recall from a few weeks back a lap top, on the floor leaning against a desk. It's in my way as I am trying to vacuum.. come to think of it the whole area is rather cluttered so I decide to rearrange some stuff... (I'm sure you can see where this is going...) I take the stupid thing off the floor and slide it a few inches over in between the hard drive and something else. "Was it really a lap top... or am I just freaking out now?" I briefly ask myself. No I decide... I can vividly recall it.... so the question is "Now what do I do?" I can't just conveniently pull it out on my next shift and casually say, "Hey look folks, I found the missing lap top." because I'm sure that would go over well....
I figure I need hard proof that it was simply moved and it's all a misunderstanding. I thought well maybe if I take my camera and record me retrieving it... except that's rather dumb cuz I easily could have planted it there two seconds before hand. OK. Moving on to plan B.
Even though I am almost home and it's late I should turn back and straighten it all out now. I know that the boss is still there so there would be no question in mind of how it made it appearance again. OK.. not a bad idea... I turn the van around. But it's winter... and it's freezing cold.... I have my scarf, my gloves, a big sweater, and a big winter jacket which could easily turn into a cover if I wanted to smuggle something back into the shop. Even with the presence of others around. No problem I thought.... I'll just strip it all off at the front door... So I did just that... I'm sure I look utterly ridiculous... and if or when that very bit of the security tape is reviewed for some reason or another my sanity will no longer be in question. All is well... at least maybe my name can be cleared to some extent.
So as I said... I leave everything on the floor... and make my way past my boss whom I just said goodbye to ten minutes ago... into the stock room... down to where the MIA object is to be located ... and... well... it's not. Or at least it's not what I thought it to be. Not a lap top but some mixing board.... Darn it... should have considered that a possibility a little more seriously. So now I make my way back... past my boss again... who I'm sure is now not just a little confused as to why I came back in the first place but a lot and what business I had going back there anyways. I could have tried to explain there and then... but I just really didn't have it in me at the moment. I imagine we'll be having another chat in the relative near future.
You gotta love life...
Apparently me blogging or chatting from work is not acceptable... which I guess is understandable. I simply didn't think it to be an issue considering I see others browsing on there all the time but in hine sight... well whatever. I can swallow my humble pie and accept that as it is. No big deal.
Another issue at hand is there's been some theft happening... some piece that I don't even know what the heck it's called or what it's used for. But I now do know that it is valued at four hundred dollars which is a good amount of cash. A lap top, and other pieces. Another thing I was informed of as of tonight is that 70% of theft is what is called "in house", which I'm sure you can guess is done at the hands of the employees themselves. That's a huge percentage... it's hard to think of the faces I see day to day and have grown to love and appreciate... and to think them capable of such a thing.... It's also extremely difficult to think of myself as a suspect... a prime suspect might I add. First and formost I should say that about half a year ago... well what to say... well let's just say I messed up one way or another and it effected my work ethic... but amends were made to the best of my ability.
So there is that in my not too distant history... and then get this. I now assume that in light of all of this my boss askes me to submit a detailed account of my hours for my last pay period. Up until now I have just kept track of them myself, writing them down on my calender as soon as I got home and after about a month or two I'd call in with the total amount and get a check the next pay period. So when the request was made I thought it to be odd but again, whatever. I said, "Sure, no prob" . A bit more work on my end of it but I certainly have nothing to hide. Except that later it dawns on me that it is now January... year 2007.... and my hours are neatly written in on the 2006 calendar.. which is probably somewhere in the midst of the recycling process even as I write this. And to think that as I was taking the recycling out and the calendar was staring me in the face I contemplated maybe saving it, for what reason I did not know. So neadless to say this is starting not to look so good...
All that combined with the fact that I am one of the few people who has keys to everything, is there after hours and has the place all to herself and wallah! There ya have it folks! Innocent until proven guilty.. or not. This really bites I tell yeah...
I imagine I am being slightly mellow dramatic but this is all very fresh still. I wasn't outright accused of anything... and the boss and I go a long way back.. but never less... not a pleasant feeling. For crying out loud I feel guilty for having a piece of pizza left over from a staff lunch from the day before never mind actually stealing something!
Oh yeah, almost forgot to tell you one other detail... you 'll love this. This is classic. On my way home as I am mulling over in my head all that has just transpired... I recall from a few weeks back a lap top, on the floor leaning against a desk. It's in my way as I am trying to vacuum.. come to think of it the whole area is rather cluttered so I decide to rearrange some stuff... (I'm sure you can see where this is going...) I take the stupid thing off the floor and slide it a few inches over in between the hard drive and something else. "Was it really a lap top... or am I just freaking out now?" I briefly ask myself. No I decide... I can vividly recall it.... so the question is "Now what do I do?" I can't just conveniently pull it out on my next shift and casually say, "Hey look folks, I found the missing lap top." because I'm sure that would go over well....
I figure I need hard proof that it was simply moved and it's all a misunderstanding. I thought well maybe if I take my camera and record me retrieving it... except that's rather dumb cuz I easily could have planted it there two seconds before hand. OK. Moving on to plan B.
Even though I am almost home and it's late I should turn back and straighten it all out now. I know that the boss is still there so there would be no question in mind of how it made it appearance again. OK.. not a bad idea... I turn the van around. But it's winter... and it's freezing cold.... I have my scarf, my gloves, a big sweater, and a big winter jacket which could easily turn into a cover if I wanted to smuggle something back into the shop. Even with the presence of others around. No problem I thought.... I'll just strip it all off at the front door... So I did just that... I'm sure I look utterly ridiculous... and if or when that very bit of the security tape is reviewed for some reason or another my sanity will no longer be in question. All is well... at least maybe my name can be cleared to some extent.
So as I said... I leave everything on the floor... and make my way past my boss whom I just said goodbye to ten minutes ago... into the stock room... down to where the MIA object is to be located ... and... well... it's not. Or at least it's not what I thought it to be. Not a lap top but some mixing board.... Darn it... should have considered that a possibility a little more seriously. So now I make my way back... past my boss again... who I'm sure is now not just a little confused as to why I came back in the first place but a lot and what business I had going back there anyways. I could have tried to explain there and then... but I just really didn't have it in me at the moment. I imagine we'll be having another chat in the relative near future.
You gotta love life...
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