Thursday, May 28, 2015

Complainer's Corner

Sometimes when I think about this blog, it seems like I have a lot to complain about.  I really don't.  I have a lot to be very very thankful for.  My husband is great (not perfect, but neither am I!), I have a happy, healthy daughter who I think the world of, my job is definitely more good than bad, I've got a nice house, the list could go on but I think you get the point.  However, I think it is fair to say we all have something to complain about.

Please voice your complaints here

This morning I was thinking that sometimes we all need to put ourselves in the Complainer's Corner.  That way you can be there and get all of your complaints out without putting other people in a funky mood.  You know how if you wake up on the wrong side of the bed you somehow can dampen other people's bubbly mood.  That's just not fair.

I have been in a FUNKY ASS mood these last few days.  I'm not sure if it's work, lack or sleep or something else.  I'm leaning towards a combo of the three.  Either way, I am just not a ray of sunshine and I need to be put somewhere.  At least I know it.

Sometimes we need to look at ourselves and our mood and reassess the situation.  Currently, I am aware but sometimes I just am not.  If things just don't seem to be going your way maybe the world isn't against you but really you are just not in the mood for anything.  If you feel like that, go put yourself in the Complainer's Corner where all the grouchy asses can be together so that they don't put anyone who's in a good mood in a bad one.

Monday, May 11, 2015

Grown-Up?

I'm 30... yup, 30.  At what point do I consider myself a grown up?  I'm sure that all my little cousins consider me an old fogey but I'm not sure I consider myself an adult.


Yes, I realize that I do grown up things like work a full time job, got married, had a kid, and even bought a house.  Does doing all those things really make me an adult?  I'm not sure.

This past weekend my husband and I were talking about goofy moments and the one that keeps cracking me up is from my brother's wedding.  I didn't do anything at the wedding but after.  Sometimes I can be entirely way too serious but I've kind of always been that way, even as as little kid.  Every once in a while I get really goofy and the jokes and pranks just don't stop.  

My brother's wedding was fun.  We did all the regular wedding festivities early morning picking up the bride (who is one of my best friends) going to the hotel, hair, drinks, make-up, etc.  Then of course the wedding, dinner, then the after wedding stuff at the bar.  Well, I had to head back to the hotel to put my daughter to sleep.  Once she was asleep, we left all the kids with my best friend's mom and all started to hang out.  Well, we were all goofing off and I don't know what came over me but there were these teenage girls walking down the hall and I snatched the door open and growled, "no laughing!"  If you could have seen the look on their faces... They were stunned.  I did follow it up quickly, as I laughed, "Just kidding!!"  

It was even funnier because even one of the people in the hotel room with us stopped laughing.  I've know this guy since I was like 15 years old and I guess I've never played jokes around him, he just about died after I said, "just kidding."

It occurred to me that I maybe regressing in life.  I think I'm turning into a teenager.  

Even if I am dressed like an adult...

I guess, I have been learning to live life a little less serious each day.  

I'm getting pretty good at it.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

And don't forget to socialize

I read something today that rubbed me a little wrong today. In a very nice letter from one stay-at-home mom to another and one of the points was not to forget to socialize. I am a full time working mother and let me tell ya, finding time to socialize is definitely one of the hardest things to do. And yes, it can be very isolating.


Now truly I know what the woman was saying.  However, at the same time, in the context that it was written it made it seem like, now that you are no longer chained to your 40 hour a week job, you will be just home and find yourself never leaving the house and talking to only your children and your husband.  As someone who still works a modified full time job, my social interactions are extremely limited (unless you count Instagram and even that is questionable).  I work, so while I'm at work, you are not going to find me standing at the water cooler chatting away my day with minimal work.  I'm grinding.  I'm doing my job which happens to be one that doesn't involve much interaction with others unless I'm at a meeting or discussing work.  

We don't even have a water cooler at my job

After my day at the office commences, the next thing I do is fly over to pick up my daughter.  As we try to stick to a semi-schedule, I only get a few hours a night with my baby.  I cherish those moments.   I try to remember that the dishes will be there and the dog hair that needs to be swept up can wait until someone is fast asleep.  It is a struggle, I don't get to clean up from breakfast and prep lunch and dinner while a two hour nap happens.  All of those things get crammed into the few hours from when I get home from work before I have to send myself to bed for the next early morning.  

I never look this happy when I clean... may that's because my house is never this neat.  I need more cabinets!

I'm sure there are plenty of houses that are neater and cleaner than mine on a regular basis but sometimes things must wait until the weekend.  The weekend where society expects that since you aren't working that you must have time to do things like have breakfast with your closest girlfriends and dinners with your college pals.  Alas, you aren't doing those social things, you barely remember what your own phone ringtone sounds like because it's been so long since you've had a social call and all the unknown numbers in your phone have a different tone so that you know they are probably telemarketers.  

Man this looks fun... to bad my excitement for the day was going to the Laundromat to wash blankets.  
Woo hoo!!  You know you are jealous ;-)

Keeping friends as a working parent is no easy task and making new ones is nearly impossible.  I searched for months on end for a parent group to join up.  One of the criteria I tried to look for was one that had working parents.  There were plenty of groups that said, "yes, we have working parents."  However once you looked at the schedule of activities for times and days to meet up you may find that you could make it to one weekend meet up every two months.  Why is that you ask?  Well, my dear parents (and anyone else reading this), that is because the rest of the meeting times were Monday through Friday somewhere between the hours of 10am and 3pm.  I'm sorry, but what kind of working parents are you talking about??  I don't sell products through my social network or telecommute and make my own hours.  I am in an office most weekdays from 8:30am to 5pm.  

Grind!

So don't fret parents, it doesn't matter if you work or don't work you may find that you are feeling quite isolated.  Don't let your perception of someone else's life or their advice make you feel like you've done something wrong.  Being a parent is isolating until you realize that there are a bunch of other people just like you who did the best they could with the time they have and socialization was not at the top of their priority list.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

I Lost My Camera

I'm so annoyed with myself.

Sometimes, I can be such a tornado and lose things but I'm mad about this one.  I lost my point-and-shoot camera.  It didn't even make it a year.  So sad...


It's been missing for some time but I've finally decided that I've actually lost it.  I've accepted it.  If my brother were to read this he would think this is so like me.  I can be a tornado, he is the one who actually started calling me a tornado.  I've always been a little flighty when it comes to locating my stuff, I mean, I'm the person who found out that there is a limit to the number of insurance claims you can have on a cell phone when you lose them.  It's so bad.

I shouldn't really complain because I still have other cameras to use but I lost the memory card and everything.  I probably didn't have too much on the card but it still sucks I really like all the memories that I catch.  My phone is a perfectly capable of taking pictures but it's not always the fastest.  There is also my trusty Canon T2i which has been a great camera for many years but it's big and it is not the camera that you can take everywhere without looking like a tourist.  Oh well.



I'm really struggling with the idea of buying another camera but I'm not one of those people who easily justifies spending money.  Plus if I'm going to buy a new camera I need to do research and check to see what cameras are best, the pros and cons, battery life, memory cards...  Oh goodness I turn everything into a research project.  Gah!!

Part of me hopes that it is in my truck under a seat or something and I just overlooked it.  Hopefully my purse fell over and it just slipped under something.  I'm going to give my truck and my house a good once over (again) this weekend and hope that it just magically appears.  Keep your fingers crossed! 

More adventures of the girl who is a tornado...

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

I got my ring back...

This should be the time where I'm jumping through the roof with excitement because I've been waiting so long for this silly thing.  I'm not.  As a matter of fact, I could not be more disappointed.

I should be happier :-/

I got it back and before the ring was even on my finger I noticed that the diamond is smaller and the prongs are crooked.  WTF!!  I mean seriously, it looks like they sent this off to Janky Jimmy Discount Jewelry Repair and Oil Change Shop.  As I had the flu and was feeling much like standing at the counter was was the most monumental task I had done since Wednesday, I declined further argument with the man at the counter and dashed off to my car to sit and sip water with desperation.

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I'm not asking for more than a whole version of this

The one thing the man at the counter said to me was, "you are the biggest critic of your ring."  He may have said some other things as well but that part stood out.  You are damn right sir.  I am the biggest critic of MY ring.  I've been wearing it since May of 2011.  I've stared at it for hours and I know the bubble inclusion in my ring.  So as I said before, this diamond is smaller.

I just want this back.  I loved my ring as it was!


I've since called Jared back informed them that I am unhappy with the work and the new gem.  My thoughts are this:

  1. It's not like I was trying to get over on you.  I brought my ring in when it broke thinking the head would just get soldered back onto the band and wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am we'd be done
  2. The original diamond probably has a laser inscription with the serial number on the damn diamond as it was certified
  3. I immediately could see that the prongs on the new head are not set straight (with my naked eye)!
  4. I'm not expecting to get a two carat diamond out of the deal, I just don't want to be downgraded
  5. How does this happen?? and how do I prove that they are wrong??!!
  6. I'm so frustrated
  7. I still have the flu and this is taking too much of my energy

Hopefully this all gets sorted out.  I've got my fingers crossed... maybe it's a sign, I should look into other colored gems...