What we take for granted...

Just wanted to drop aline to say that I had a relatively new experience on Sunday night. We lost power for a LONG time. Now I am not talking 2 or 4 hours, but almost 24 hours. Electricity is a fundemental thing in life, and when you don't have any, life in today's world becomes extremely difficult, and not to mention horribly HOT. So, our house was without electricity from 6:45pm on Sunday evening to 5:30pm Monday night. Also, yesterday was one of the hottest days on record, topping off at 116. Which brings me to a topic that I have been thinking about for awhile. Wouldn't a good mini-scrapbook be titled..."What things in life I take for granted, and why I probably shouldn't." After yesterday, electricity in the desert would be tops on my list.

Harry Potter

OK--

I will admit it, I am a Harry Potter addict. I love the books. They provide an escape into another world and put me back to being eleven reading all day long in the summer time. I am such the addict that next weekend when the book comes out, we will be in Prescott for C's annual golf tournament. I have already called the barnes&noble store up there and reserved a copy for myself to pick up on Saturday afternoon. So, if you haven't already done so, reserve your own copy today, and we all can be eleven again together.

I can't believe its July

So, here we are its already July 7th. Can't believe how fast the time has gone by. I am doing reasonable well. I am teaching my husband how to truly clean. Have you ever known a man that calls cleaning the act of removing trash (or hiding it in a drawer so you can't see it) cleaning. I know every one of you has one. So, I have helped him learn how to use a mop, taught him what dusting is, and yes you really do need to vaccum. And I am here to tell you it was a success. C is very good about cooking dinner if I am home late, doing the laundry, but when it came to actual cleaning he never got the hang of it, until now. Its a huge help. I am very glad he does not complain too much, and I always make sure that I compliment him on his effort.

Well, I need to go home now. It's been a long day. Hopefully, I come home to a clean kitchen. That would make my evening.

Life as I know it this week...

So, today is the first full week of June. You know I have decided that I am tired--and work is just way too stressful. My company is being sold, so maybe there is an end in sight. I will most likely lose my 150 hours of sick time, so I am thinking I need to take some time off for mental health, and spend a week (or two) decompressing prior to the sale. Call it a time away for myself. Doesn't that sound absolutely fabulous??

Onto other items, C and I have decided that moving to a bigger house might not be the best solution. As bigger houses go, that don't cost at least $350,000, they are all at least 45 minutes away from work by car and huge amounts of traffic. So as an alternative, we are going to look into expanding ours. Picture it, a large master bedroom, my own bathroom, and a walk-in closet--and that's just for starters. Houses in my neighborhood are starting to go over $225,000 for approximately 1200 sf. Can you believe it? I want a closet that I can walk into, and actually say, "Now that's a closet." The way I figure it, the house will be better suited for more than two people, and cost much less than anything we care to move into, and much closer to everything.

I have basically gotten over the robbery, and we will get our money out from any improvements we do, as I think Phoenix housing market is quickly becoming out of control like CA.

I like having the ability to make your dreams come true. I think that's the best perk about being 30 something.

So, we all know about a technician (I'll call him dumbass) at work here that is a little off balance, goth, skinny, greased back hair, (double this vision and you have our tech). He is the one who says he's doing OK when he is ten of thousands of dollars in debt and can't seem to scrap together two quarters for his daily Mountain Dew or pack of cigarettes, but he and his wife want to have kids yesterday, can't afford birth control and believes a baby would be much less expensive. And views himself as successful because he compares himself to his brother who has no desire to work, wife works part-time with two kids and all are on ACCESS... And so are the days of our white trash tech!!

Yesterday, dumbass got to attend a baseball game (for free, in a suite owned by one of the richest people in the US). Our runner (I'll call him G) here is a close friend to the family. This dumbass decides he is going to smoke a cigarette in this suite, below the "no smoking" sign no less, and then proceeds to get thrown out of the game by security. In this suite were not only the owners but several of their company's execs. I guess the wife was horrified and very angry at G for the degenerate and his family that they were all exposed to, and asked if everyone that G works with is as looped. Not only did the dumbass blame G, but claimed that he had to calm his lazy brother down over the incident, and prevent the idiot from kicking G's ass.

So, girls the lesson for today is: If you ever feel like what happened to you today was completely embarrassing or you feel you are in the white trash twilight zone, just remember this story and laugh til it hurts.

Memorial Weekend

Well, as one of my dear friends stated, "at least I got to go to Mexico. She just gets to play barbies and Light Sabre battles this weekend." This weekend I would give anything to avoid what I need to do--work. Yes, I promised myself that I wouldn't mention the "w" word, but it didn't last long. I have decided I am tired. I have been trying to make up for our dwindling staff for about seven months, and I am just plain tired. If by chance things around here change in a drastic manor, I will be happy completing project work, and not worrying about the other BS associated with my current position. Everyone, keep your fingers crossed for my sanity.

One of my getting very fat cats! 

OK--so I am glad I did this. Let's try and save the little sanity I have left by giving myself a creative writing outlet. Above is a picture I snapped of my very big fat cat sunning himself in the front yard. Thought it was cute, and I wanted to spice the blog up a bit. We went to Rocky Point this weekend with some friends and had a great time. By Sunday though, we were ready to come home and sleep in our own bed. Didn't get too sunburned, and the heat wasn't too bad. We would go again, but as C put it, "Eventhough you can just about do anything except get in a fight, or drive without insurance in Mexico," we were happy to return home.

I have also decided we are getting incredibily old. At 11pm each night, we were tired and went back to the hotel room and went to bed. Exciting old couple are we.

Here it goes

OK--so in order to part take in this adventure that Carrie has so happily introduced to us. I have joined the ranks of blogging. So here it goes. We will see how much I update--I might surprise myself.