Well it's that time again.
Time to "Spring Forward", I am not looking forward to it at all. I wake up naturally at the same "time" every day. Sometimes of the year it's a five a.m. and sometimes of the year, it's four. I would be a much healthier human being if we could just settle on one time and stick with it. As a matter of fact we all would.
Did you know that car accidents and heart attacks increase the week of the time change?
Yep, statistically proven.
I have always been very vocal about why we insist on continuing this archaic tradition. Swapping back and forth. Spring Forward...Fall Back.
IT IS NOT NECESSARY!!
But I have still yet to find out who I vote for to change it.
If you find out, drop me a line here.
~En-JOY!
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Friday, March 7, 2014
Legally Speaking....
And today is his birthday.
The Tune Weavers...1957 (long before music videos)
forgive the slide with the Gators, someone else made this and posted it I thought is was cuter than a bunch of pictures of the Tune Weavers
Thank you for taking a chance on someone looking for "a package deal" all those years ago.
I will never forget.
Happy Birthday Baby
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Date Night - SUCCESS!
Thank you for making me smile!
Plus Hutch Edwards Project was part of it!
Yummy queso!
Plus Hutch Edwards Project was part of it!
Sing it Craig!
The best part was not having to pay for my drinks or my meal myself.
Maybe next time I can stay longer
~En-JOY!
I Think I'll Give Up Facebook For Lent
Yeah, right... like that is going to happen.
Actually, I think I will give up ice cream again. I was feeling pretty sassy the other night in Wallyworld and thought "What the hell?" and bought the fixin's for banana splits.
I only had one, because I completely forgot about them. I did have some ice cream on Fat Tuesday, not realizing that it was Fat Tuesday. So....no Ice Cream for 38 more days. Oh well.
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As I was driving into work today, the guys in the Kick Off Hour of The Rick And Bubba Show were discussing cell phones. Specifically texing and walking and how dangerous it has become.
They discussed that phones had evolved from the "suitcase" (Elvis had one of those, one of the first, it's on display at Graceland, along with his other crap), to the bag (that my grandparents had, kinda like the bag your video camera was kept in) to the large, unweildy gray plastic phone that was like a big handset with an eigh inch antenna, to what we are all carrying around in our pockets today.
They mused what life would be like without cell phones.
I can honestly say that my life was simpler, and much less stressful.
Remember the days when you could escape to a movie? Or wander around a store? Oh hell, wander around just about anywhere without someone calling to see where you were and what you were doing. I kinda miss those days.
I took these pictures with my phone and sent them to my email.
(More new pants...sorry, I'm just so excited that I'm at my goal weight! Who knew it would be so easy?)
I took them, and texted them, and here they are.
Fifteen years ago, that wasn't possible.
Heck, I remember when film developing in an hour wasn't possible.
My cousin (Whom we all call Beefy...don't ask me why) sent me a message from his phone from one of the first camera phones ever marketed. Since he is a "techie" and worked for one of the leading software firms in the country, he had access to the latest and greatest.
It was a picture of him on the observation deck atop the World Trade Center, American flag waving in the breeze, the New York skyline in the background. I remember thinking how cool it was that he had taken that picture with his phone!
Funny how dependent we beomone on these little gadgets.
I really don't like having this little "electronic leash," tethering me to all the rest of the world, who can find me at a moment's notice. But they are convienent. And for convienence sake is how I got my first one. I couldn't tell you how long ago it was, just that it seems like forever. I had a flat on the way to work and no way to get help. Or call the office to tell them what happened. 48 hours later, BOOM, we had phones. But in all that time, this is only my fourth or fifth one. I am OCD, so I really take good care of things.
That is also how the stalker made his way into my life.
One day last week, I left my phone on the charger in the living room. I was getting on the interstate before I realized that I had left it. For something that I really do not care for much, I felt like I had cut my left arm off! I never realized how much I look at my phone throughout the day until I didn't have it to look at.
I answer the phone for a living. I speak to hundreds of people everyday, many none to happy with my company over one thing or another. Because I am in management, I get the extra special cases: the angry customers that my staff can't get calmed down. Over the past twenty-three years, it has made me a little calloused and cold toward talking on the phone after hours.
I have a classmate who is contemplating doing away with their home telephone.
I can't believe they haven't already.
~En-JOY!
Actually, I think I will give up ice cream again. I was feeling pretty sassy the other night in Wallyworld and thought "What the hell?" and bought the fixin's for banana splits.
I only had one, because I completely forgot about them. I did have some ice cream on Fat Tuesday, not realizing that it was Fat Tuesday. So....no Ice Cream for 38 more days. Oh well.
+ + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
As I was driving into work today, the guys in the Kick Off Hour of The Rick And Bubba Show were discussing cell phones. Specifically texing and walking and how dangerous it has become.
They discussed that phones had evolved from the "suitcase" (Elvis had one of those, one of the first, it's on display at Graceland, along with his other crap), to the bag (that my grandparents had, kinda like the bag your video camera was kept in) to the large, unweildy gray plastic phone that was like a big handset with an eigh inch antenna, to what we are all carrying around in our pockets today.
They mused what life would be like without cell phones.
I can honestly say that my life was simpler, and much less stressful.
Remember the days when you could escape to a movie? Or wander around a store? Oh hell, wander around just about anywhere without someone calling to see where you were and what you were doing. I kinda miss those days.
I took these pictures with my phone and sent them to my email.
(More new pants...sorry, I'm just so excited that I'm at my goal weight! Who knew it would be so easy?)
(speaking of phones, here is mine...lol)
I took them, and texted them, and here they are.
Fifteen years ago, that wasn't possible.
Heck, I remember when film developing in an hour wasn't possible.
My cousin (Whom we all call Beefy...don't ask me why) sent me a message from his phone from one of the first camera phones ever marketed. Since he is a "techie" and worked for one of the leading software firms in the country, he had access to the latest and greatest.
It was a picture of him on the observation deck atop the World Trade Center, American flag waving in the breeze, the New York skyline in the background. I remember thinking how cool it was that he had taken that picture with his phone!
Funny how dependent we beomone on these little gadgets.
I really don't like having this little "electronic leash," tethering me to all the rest of the world, who can find me at a moment's notice. But they are convienent. And for convienence sake is how I got my first one. I couldn't tell you how long ago it was, just that it seems like forever. I had a flat on the way to work and no way to get help. Or call the office to tell them what happened. 48 hours later, BOOM, we had phones. But in all that time, this is only my fourth or fifth one. I am OCD, so I really take good care of things.
That is also how the stalker made his way into my life.
One day last week, I left my phone on the charger in the living room. I was getting on the interstate before I realized that I had left it. For something that I really do not care for much, I felt like I had cut my left arm off! I never realized how much I look at my phone throughout the day until I didn't have it to look at.
I answer the phone for a living. I speak to hundreds of people everyday, many none to happy with my company over one thing or another. Because I am in management, I get the extra special cases: the angry customers that my staff can't get calmed down. Over the past twenty-three years, it has made me a little calloused and cold toward talking on the phone after hours.
I have a classmate who is contemplating doing away with their home telephone.
I can't believe they haven't already.
~En-JOY!
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Weekly What I Wore
In this weeks WWIW, I debut my new size 6 dress pants.
A major improvement over past WWIW's, in that I am actually wearing clothing that fits my body, rather than making due. I got these at Walmart. They are the George brand. These came in several different colors and patterns, including a gray herringbone pattern, and a black with chalk-stripe. I chose my basic black and this gray.
I am, however, making due with this tisssue-weight tee, that I bought when I was a size 14. What you don't see in this picture is the binder clip, holding a wad of it behind my back....ha ha!
News on other fronts...
As I get closer to my "date," I'm starting to get really aprehensive. Yes, it's just drinks. Yes, it's not like a "real date," where he picks me up at my house or anything. But I think that I rushed into agreeing to it, which is why I think I may bail. I can't get over the feeling that I am cheating some how. I know, I know. Darling Hubby actually cheated first, but that doesn't make me feel any better about it. It's just drinks with a nice guy that I have known for a while. He's trying to make me feel better. To smile again.
He's so nice, I'm sure he'd understand if I chicken out.
We shall see.
~En-JOY
Monday, March 3, 2014
Alright, Alright, Alright...
My favorite actor was honored last night with his first Oscar.
Matthew McConaughey gave an emotionally stirring speech upon his accpetance, where he credits
"Someone to look up to" God,
"Someone to look forward to" his family,
"Someone to chase after:" the better man that he is always striving to become.
Words of wisdom, straight out of the heart of Texas
Just Keep Livin'
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Feeling Productive!
I have been super productive today!
I have had so much energy since I've lost weight. Eating right certainly has put the pep back in my step. I let myself sleep until 7:00 a.m. again. That is a nasty habit to get into, but I did wake up rested and ready to face the day.
I thought I'd stop by the local barbeque joint and try out the breakfast menu that they serve on Saturdays and Sundays. It is owned by a classmate of my brother's and his family. I chose the breakfast platter: Eggs, bacon, grits, fried potatoes, toast (that I couldn't eat, though the thick slice of buttered bread was very tempting), and a cup of coffee. Today, many family members, including the sister I had gone to school with, were there. All were helping prepare two catering orders for the day. Each stopped by my table to ask how I was coping, offer words of encouragement, and offer their continued prayers for me.
The plan for the day was to visit a church just up the street, The Gathering Place. This may just be the church home I've been looking for! Several familiar faces greeted me when I arrived. The energetic praise team sang uplifting praise songs. I felt right at home. Wonderful sermon about Gideon and how the Power of the Lord is within all of us. The service was longer than expected, though the time passed quickly. I didn't realize until I was out in the car that it was nearly 1:00 p.m. But with three services to choose from, I can go as early, or as late I chose. I think next week I will try the 9:00 a.m. service, to have more of my day left.
After church, I started on my next project: my "closet room"
I have had so much energy since I've lost weight. Eating right certainly has put the pep back in my step. I let myself sleep until 7:00 a.m. again. That is a nasty habit to get into, but I did wake up rested and ready to face the day.
I thought I'd stop by the local barbeque joint and try out the breakfast menu that they serve on Saturdays and Sundays. It is owned by a classmate of my brother's and his family. I chose the breakfast platter: Eggs, bacon, grits, fried potatoes, toast (that I couldn't eat, though the thick slice of buttered bread was very tempting), and a cup of coffee. Today, many family members, including the sister I had gone to school with, were there. All were helping prepare two catering orders for the day. Each stopped by my table to ask how I was coping, offer words of encouragement, and offer their continued prayers for me.
The plan for the day was to visit a church just up the street, The Gathering Place. This may just be the church home I've been looking for! Several familiar faces greeted me when I arrived. The energetic praise team sang uplifting praise songs. I felt right at home. Wonderful sermon about Gideon and how the Power of the Lord is within all of us. The service was longer than expected, though the time passed quickly. I didn't realize until I was out in the car that it was nearly 1:00 p.m. But with three services to choose from, I can go as early, or as late I chose. I think next week I will try the 9:00 a.m. service, to have more of my day left.
After church, I started on my next project: my "closet room"
I decided to turn Kit-Kat's room into a "closet" and move all my clothes into there. The closet in my bedroom is really inadequate. What were people thinking back in the 80's?
I've had to start moving the clothes that do not fit (because they are now 2 or 3 sizes too big...haha!) to the other empty closets. I'm uncertain if I am ready to donate them. I'm afraid that once I am "happy" again, I will gain my weight back. So for now, I will just store them. They were a big expense and it seems wasteful to just give them away so soon.
I opened the windows, turned on the fan, and set to work.
I dumped the contents of the boxes onto the floor. The cats eyed them suspiciously. They kept coming over to sniff the components. They sat across from me, and each other, watching as I tried to make sense of the directions, which were ironically all in Spanish and not English.
.
It was not hard to figure it all out once you identify each component. The white one came together in less than five minutes. The heavier, black one, took a little more figuring out. It had twice as many components. But since I am smarter than your average bear, it too was short work.
I know it's small, but I feel like I've accomplished something today.
While watching The A-Team reboot (and watching for the cameos of the stars from the original) a message in my Facebook in box caught my eye. It was an invite to meet a male friend for drinks after work next week. A date, of sorts.
The UPS Guy I dated so long ago, had an interesting definition of a date: "a mutually agreed-upon engagement, to occur at a specified time and place between two people, who may or may not be romantically involved."
This meets those criteria.
Something to look forward to!
That HAS been a productive Sunday!
~En-JOY!
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