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What a week! I started out with losing my debit card. It was on the floor in my bedroom just under the bed's foot board. It was lost for over a week! It really put a dent into my web shopping This week I get into a car accident which I could have totally prevented if I would have looked in my side rearview mirror when I pulled out into the lane and made a left turn in front of this lady. She was really cool about it - totally nice about her poor little toyota. My Sexy Lexy now looks like a junk yard car.
Then I get to work late and there are 7 people scheduled to be hired that morning. I had to go straight into that without skipping a beat. ok, no problem. 1 quit as soon as he walked out the door because he was jeolous that he did not get the other position that were offered to the others in that group. Looser! He was less than entry level! Then I find out another one of the guys is on Huber - who did the background check here. I still have not solved that mystery, will need to do that first thing Monday.
The next day. Surprise drug test! Even I wasn't told about it. Not that I have anything to lose, but I could have been prepared to replace all the people that we lost. Anyway, I've had a migraine all week long. Each day, it was light pain until I got home from work and then I it hit in full and I just layed there in pain until the meds kicked in.

Breathe Deeply

I've been fighting pms last week and this week too. Why this has to last 3-4 weeks and then I finally get the one week of running to the bathroom to change out these giant diapers. Uhg. Do we ever get a break?? I wish I were a gay man sometimes. Might as well be. Geez, I wonder why there aren't more gay men scrapbooking? Other than Tim Holtz, I don't know of any other. Maybe I should google that. I love Tim Holtz.

Work has been incredibly frustrating. The president of the company is visiting today and tomorrow. He's a really nice guy, trying so hard to be productive and make informed decisions when most people have their own agenda going on. I just feel sorry for the guy. He can't get a straight answer. But he is very personable and is always positive. Then again he can chop heads off and I've seen him do it.

He just handed out 3% increases to all the employees and I hope that will hold down the wolf gangs out there. Being in HR can be a real pain in the arg. There is harassment going on and I should just report it directly to the Pres. but how can I go over my boss's head without making a hullabaloo. The employees out there need to stand up for themselves. I hope no one out there would let their supervisors, or managers yell at them for any reason at all. Everyone deserves respect. The incidents should be submitted in writing and with no fear of retaliation.

I just need to take a deep breath and be patient. With my pms and work and bills and so on, and so on. I should count my blessings each day and do one of the ten things per day (share my good fortune with others). Thanks for visiting with me. You make my day.

Devils Lake

We went hiking at Devils Lake today and guess what? I forgot my camera! I really wanted to take some pictures today, but I went hiking because it was better than sitting at home worrying to death about my daughter. Her Dad teaches her all these crazy things and she is so into it all. She did not stop for one moment the whole 4 hours that we hiked. I took the easy trails and and met them at some designated fork and they were jumping rocks as if jumping puddles. They did straight up climbs and straight down! Up is ok, because you can always look for the next grip, but down? you need to feel your way. No ropes.

I must admit that Devils Lake is the best place to do climb. It was beautiful. I was sweating like a .... ahhh. Well anyway, after the trails and climbing we went down to the beach and while DD was playing in the water and getting tanner than she already is. DH and I laid in the shade to rest. I do wish I would have brought my camera.

Humming Birds in my back yard

"To want to, is to be able to."

I don't know who said this, but I like the simple statement. "I got it from "Togo West Africa" blog, Kabir.

Ten Things

As the days pass by, I wonder what have I been doing lately. Honestly, I could not tell you what I did this past weekend. I've lost my mind and then I sound so boring. When my mom calls I tell her that I've been working, doing housework, and not much more. Am I waisting my life away? During bible study today, I was asked to write ten things down to do each day. TEN THINGS! ARE YOU CRAZY? I asked her. "Are you telling me that you do ten things each day?" She says, "yes". She tells me to give it a try.

"Ha" I asked her if I can just start with 5 things? "OK", she agrees. "Five things for God and five things for your husband." What??? "MY HUSBAND?" I yelled. "He can take care of himself!" After about 15 minutes of nonstop talking, she had me calmed down again. And I was feeling better about myself. I can do this. Right?

Thinking to myself of past assignments she has challenged with, I really haven't accomplished anything. Read a daily inspiration each morning (that book gets lost for 3 months at a time). Make the bed, get beautiful and start your day with a positive attitude because I radiate the Lord Jesus Christ. Read the bible each day and give myself 30 minutes of quiet time. Give your complete attention to every task that you do. Complete attention? Between "Mom, I can't find my tennis shoes, homework, my jeans (all 7 of them are lost?). Heck, I can barely get to work while remembering to brush my hair. One time I went to work with my shirt inside out. One time I got up late and there was a giant birdsnest at the back of my neck that I tried to comb over!
Yes, she is right. I do need her help, her challenges, and her guidance. I will give it a try. Is there someone out there that can give me an easy idea to do for another? My husband leaves notes for my daughter on the dry erase board. How sweet!

Why stereo type?

What was it that my friends called me? Oh yea, it was the "embellish er." Why do people need to stereo type everyone? Was it an insult or a compliment? I've been called a lot of things in my life time but what am I to make of this new name? If I take the literal meaning according to the Oxford, it means 'to ornament (well that is a good thing), to improve (a story etc.) by adding details that are entertaining but invented' (not good). Then I think they mean to say that I'm a liar!

Well, these are supposed to be my real friends. I tell them everything. They should know if I'm lying or not. They would tell me that I'm lying if they thought that I had lied about something. They would call me out on it. They would yell, "liar, liar, liar'. Heck, I'm completely honest with them about their flaws and I would want them to be honest with me. Somebody has to be honest with you. We all need constructive criticism in order to improve on. I'm not an overly sensitive person. I won't cry.

I have been known to dramatize on occasions; a teeny tiny bit. I want my world to be colorful, shiny, glaring at times, when one just needs to look away or their eyes would burn holes in their heads and they they would never be able to look at me ever again. I do believe I just overstated my feeling, just now. Simple events in life inspire me to act out my creativity. Otherwise, how small would my world be? What will I do? What will I become? nothing.

But I don't want to lie. If I did lie than I'm lying to myself, because I don't think I'm a liar but if I lie to myself than I would not be able to tell if it is the truth or not. I don't want to lie to my family and friends, therefore I tell the truth at all times. But how do I know it's the truth? Or do I just convince myself that it is the truth that I tell.

Oh stop it, already. Maybe, I am an 'embellish er'. Maybe I will do it right here, right now. Maybe every body does it. Or it just happens without us meaning to do it. Maybe it is just my hormones, just because I am who I am and you are who you are and I want you to understand what I'm feeling. Me, me, me. You, you, you.

Sunday night, one week before my cycle begins. And guess what? I stereo type people all the time. In a good sort of way.