Friday, February 26, 2010

These Pants Need Sutures - STAT

First and foremost, driving to work this morning I could just barely see a faint glow on the horizon as I drove to work. It makes me happy knowing that the days are growing longer again and I will soon be driving to AND from work in the day light!

Now on to the Pants!

Husband is getting ready to go to a conference this morning on childhood PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). I come into the kitchen to find him with his pant's pocket inside out and pulling a string through the black material. Then I see the wrapper on the counter...

Me: Are you suturing your pocket back together?

Husband: Yeah it had a hole and you haven't had a chance to fix it yet.

Me: (Starting to laugh. Loudly) And it needed stitches?

Husband: What? Don't laugh. It works! (Holding it out for me to inspect)

Me: At least you're getting practice...


Its going to be an interesting surgery block.

So now he and his mended pants are sitting in a rather interesting conference. I am particularly interested in hearing what he thinks of the segment covering bullying and cyber-bullying.

Have a good Friday everyone!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Conversation in Which I Kept My Mouth Shut... order to keep it work appropriate and allow two fathers to remain clueless.

This honestly happened to me the other day, and please don't ask how they got on this topic; I started listening after the damage was already done.

---------- the gist of it ----------

My Cube Neighbor and a co-worker were discussing their teenage boys (maybe 14-15 year olds) and how they go through so much body wash. Tons of it!

They are constantly buying it. They have to be the cleanest boys ever!

The national body wash of teenage boys everywhere.
Just go sniff a high school...

Co-worker said, "yeah it doesn't help that he has to take multiple showers a day. I woke him up to go shovel the driveway and he jumped in the shower." He said he asked him, "what'd you do that for when you going out to work and he just blew me off!"

---------- end topic ----------

In an attempt to NOT GO THERE with these clueless fathers I turned back around to my computer, but I really wanted to ask them, are you serious?

Are they so detached from what it was like to be a horm*nal teenage boy that they have no idea?

I was just screaming in silence, wanting to tell them exactly what their boys could be doing with copious amounts of sudsy soap. Alone. In their shower. First thing in the morning. Multiple times a day.

Alas, I let it slide so as to avoid all of that awkwardness and allow those fathers to remain blissfully unaware that their boys are growing up.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

I'll have the Double McTwist

This man is one amazing snowboarder:

Did you see Shaun White do his new trick the 'Double McTwist 1260'? Seriously, it was like art in the air! It always a pleasure to watch him compete. And the rest of the American team too. Scotty Lago ran well and definitely deserved to bring home the bronze. I'm excited to see Greg Bretz in the future, he has real promise! But I personally think that Louie Vito was gypped in the scoring.

And what about this woman?

Lindsey Vonn was just wonderful, even favoring her injured shin and essentially crossing the finish line on one ski! Well done Vonn and Julia Mancuso with the silver!

It was an exciting night of the Olympics!

Its is really getting to me, staying up all night every night to watch, but its worth it.

I love the Olympics.

Now if we could just get better coverage by NBC, on 24 hours a day, I would be blissfully happy!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Can we Not be Neighbors Anymore?

Husband and I live in a moderately nice middle class neighborhood. It looks nice, the properties are well cared for and its safe. It was the perfect place for our starter home. If we are lucky we will get to live here through residency. But this isn't the neighborhood that I had expected when we moved in...

Maybe I was given these grand ideas of friendly neighbors and welcoming waves and smiles from TV. There are a few that will wave to you when you drive by or give you a nod when you're walking the dog. We only have one couple that I would consider 'friends' that we may have dinner with once a quarter.

Its not for lack of trying. I have offered on a number of occasions to have couples over for dinner. They're excuse - we couldn't find a sitter. Then when I offer to welcome the kids too or be available at ANY time they can find a sitter, I never get a response.

There is one woman in particular. She doesn't acknowledge anyone. When you knock on her door her husband {who is super sweet} will answer while she peaks at you from the upstairs window when you leave. {yes she has done this} The only time that she'll even talk to us is when she wants to invite me to a jewelry/decor/pampered chef party in hopes that I'll buy something and give her an extra discount.

When we moved in across the street and there were only three houses on the street I made cookies and went over to introduce ourselves. Apparently it was the wrong thing to do after reading her post on Face*book this morning:

Status: got an invite today in my mailbox...a "we're your new neighbor" gathering. come over for light hors d'oeuvres and meet us! hmmm...that's different, but ok...i guess welcome to the neighborhood! lol

Comments: from a friend-check them out from a distance first...make sure they're safe.
neighbor-no kidding! can't i just say hi when its warmer and i am out working in the yard and THEN maybe we can discuss coming over for hors d'oeuvres?

-personally i think its a bit odd and they put on the invite...bring your family.

{in response to alcohol being provided} -you know that's what i will be taking for their housewarming gift! if they don't like it, i will bring it back home! hee hee that will tell me alot about these people

What do you think? Am I out of line to think that this neighbor is being ridiculous and snooty? Would you be upset in your new neighbor invited you to THEIR house just to meet you? Would you hold a party for yourself?