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Happy Birthday Pan

2009-07-14T03:12:24Z

Today is Pan’s 9th Birthday, it’s also my mom’s 60th birthday. She tells me I gave her the best birthday present 9 years ago. She may be right.

Happy Birthday – I’m sorry this is a big week for Mommy’s work and she has to work so late. I’m sorry that things aren’t exactly the way you want them…. but someday you’ll understand that we are just doing the best we can with what we have.

And I love that you were willing to try something new for your birthday, especially since you aren’t a big fan of birthday cake – but I wish you would have known that you don’t like coconut before I made the coconut cream pie (that’s okay – Daddy liked it!), but now we know, and we’ll come up with something else. (I’m not sure what he was thinking…)

I hope you love your airplane ride – I’m so excited for you!

Hope you have an awesome day!

Happy Birthday to my Dad

2009-07-12T04:31:14Z

My “Daddy” is 59 today, we should be going to see him, or something like that – but he is 3 hrs away, and it’s not happening… so sending I’m sending him a virtual “Happy Birthday”… and in two days my mom has her birthday, and Pan too!

But today – it’s all about my Dad – Whenever I think of my Dad, I think of his hands, they are weathered, they are tough, calloused, hard, and they are filled with love. For our Father/Daughter Dance – we danced to – “Daddy’s Hands”…. Happy Birthday Dad!

Daddy’s Hands – Holly Dunn

I remember Daddy´s hands, folded silently in prayer.
And reaching out to hold me, when I had a nightmare.
You could read quite a story, in the callouses and lines.
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind.
I remember Daddy´s hands, how they held my Mama tight,
And patted my back, for something done right.
There are things that I´ve forgotten, that I loved about the man,
But I´ll always remember the love in Daddy´s hands.

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin´.
Daddy´s hands, were hard as steel when I´d done wrong.
Daddy´s hands, weren´t always gentle
But I´ve come to understand.
There was always love in Daddy´s hands.

I remember Daddy´s hands, working ’til they bled.
Sacrificed unselfishly, just to keep us all fed.
If I could do things over, I´d live my life again.
And never take for granted the love in Daddy´s hands.

Frustrated Am I

2009-07-11T05:30:47Z

After 10 years…

… of great performance reviews

… being told I’m one of the best in our company – state-wide

… training over 10 co-workers, having their bosses tell my boss how wonderful I am, how I know the system and am able to quickly teach the new people, make it easy for them to understand, and they like the way I teach.

… of being the go to person state-wide for the old accounting system, while learning the new one…and being told I’m doing great..

Today I find out that the boss who is leaving, told the directors who are now going to be my boss, that I am unqualified and do not have the necessary education to do my job.

After 10 years, of being told that I am one of the best, I am being told that I’m not good enough, that all that I’ve done, I’m not capable of doing my job.

What I’m not sure of, what I don’t understand … if I am not good enough to do it now, why was I good enough to do it then? How does that work, and on what planet does that seem right?

Why was I good enough to train new employees, be the sole support staff for the old software, while learning a new one, I was one of the first ones done with year end reports, with no issues, I helped three other offices do their reports, solved their issues… and today, I’m not good enough.

Today, I don’t have the education needed?

But on a positive side – none of us, the people that are left, the people that he hired, and bragged about how wonderful we are, how capable we are… none of us are educated enough to do our jobs. (TWO have four year degrees, one has a Masters degree… but we are not educated enough to do the job…) And to top it off, he doesn’t have the guts to be in the office today, and face us, we will not see him, as the next week will be extremely busy, and then he is gone…he “has some vacation he has to use, or he will lose”.

Can anyone else smell the BS? Or am I too close to the situation?

Does anyone need a secretary/receptionist/bookkeeper/ jane of all trades type of an office girl? I’ve got a great phone voice, I’m great with all our clients – face to face and on the phone. I am a quick learner, and I am a hard worker. I am fast on the computer, and data entry, I’m accurate, and I follow the rules. I’m big on rules. I’m a “Right is right, wrong is wrong” type of a gal. I’ll bend over backwards to help a child.

I’m guessing within 6 months, I wont have a job.

I just can’t believe that they would listen to his BS, and not stop to think that maybe, this isn’t true, otherwise, why wouldn’t he have gotten rid of us years ago? Why would he let us collect a paycheck if we were not capable of doing our work?

Frustrated. Am. I.

I’m a B*tch?

2009-07-09T03:31:42Z

Perhaps Ms. Co-worker if you were to do actual work, and not play games all day long, or at least stop instant messaging your friend while I’m talking to you, or asking you do to something… if you could possibly be bothered to, oh, I don’t know work - while at work – then perhaps I wouldn’t be a “bitch”. Perhaps, no guarantees. But I’m guessing anyone that interrupts your ‘games’, conversations etc is going to be a bitch… such a shame when they expect you to do work while at work… shocker, I know.

Just try it – for this next week especially… just try to do work related things, while at work.

And maybe, just maybe I won’t be a B*tch… and yes, I heard you say it, my desk is only 10 feet away from yours… duh…

When life gives you lemons

2009-07-07T02:44:07Z

… make lemonade.

(yeah, because lemonade is what makes it a better place…)

make lemonade and add a splash of vodka.

(now, we are talking)

make lemonade with a splash or two of vodka.

(or better yet)

Skip the lemonade and just have splash or two of vodka.

(or better still)

Or skip the splash part, and just start doing shots.

(OR… what the heck)

or skip the shot glass, and just go straight from the bottle.

(Yeah, now we are in business.)

cause when life brings lemons… screw the lemonade – just give hand over the vodka!

(That’s how good my day was… how ’bout yours?)

Weekend Review

2009-07-06T04:17:09Z

I could do a post about how wonderful our weekend was, spending time with both sides of the family. But then you all know I was lying through my teeth. So I’m going to be honest.

Work on Thursday was bad. So much so, that I worked until 6:00 just trying to get what needed to be done for Monday night’s meeting done. That didn’t happen. We ended up leaving for the in-laws at 7:00 ish – and arriving at their home at midnight. Kids in bed by 1 AM… not good.

And the rest of the weekend kinda went like that… things that were suppposed to happen – didn’t.

Things that weren’t supposed to happen – did.

And things I had no control over, were my fault.

I was told I’m the meanest Mommy ever…(my uncle said that I should get a certificate for it…)

I was told that I am loved… and I saw some old friends, and family.

And I learned a few things.

After 60 years of marriage, through all the bad, and the good – Grandma really does love Grandpa, and he her.

Mr. Incredible can still love me, even though my family drives him crazy, and I speak up about things that I should just keep my mouth shut… right is right, and wrong is wrong, except when it applies to your in-laws.. then whatever they are saying is right….even though they are wrong.

I can still love Mr. Incredible, even if his family does things that make no sense to me at all, and even when I am disappointed in things that are my fault, but I want him to fix it, without me telling him to fix it… you know that – he should be able to read my mind, do what I want without me telling him what I want, or what he needs to do to fix it, stuff…

So weekend re-cap – we were rushed, spent a lot of time behind the windshield, saw some family that I haven’t seen since the last funeral or wedding, saw friends that I haven’t seen since high school, but it’s all good.

Happy Birthday

2009-07-02T05:04:15Z

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday Bluepaintred!

Happy Birthday to you!

Hope you have an awesome day!!!

On the wall

2009-07-01T02:06:39Z

On the wall of my kids daycare center is this quote:

Just 19 little words. Powerful words.

The teachers in the school-age room make the kids read this quote out loud every day.

The kids know it. They know what it means…

The question is: How do we get the adults that run the world to realize this?

If all the adults in the world, had to follow the rules that we expect our kids to follow…wouldn’t it be a better place?

GNO

2009-06-28T03:00:02Z

It was a girls night out… honey there ain’t no doubt…

So I met up with some co-workers and friends at a restaurant in the big city and after supper, we went to “My Sister’s Keeper”. We all read the book by Jodi Picoult. And you would have thought – we read the book, we know better than to watch the movie, because a movie is never as good as the book. I didn’t like the ending of the movie, I was disappointed.

But I cried, bawled would be more like it -tears were just streaming down my face. sooo very sad – the lady two rows ahead of us, had to leave, she was literally sobbing so hard.

One of my co-workers car was having battery issues, and one quick call to triple A got a tow-truck to jump it… note to self – get battery cables in truck… had a great discussion with the tow truck guy – you think i’m kidding, but sadly I’m not. Nice guy – taking over the business for his Dad. And if he treats all customers like he did us – he will be successful!

So that was the excitement for the night, that must be why – when I asked Mr I if he minded that I went out tonight he didn’t care…. I think I need friends that are more exciting!

Road Trip

2009-06-24T03:59:10Z

Getting up at O’Dark Thirty tomorrow moring, so I can be at the corporate office, or the company’s headquarters, or the main campus, or <insert you fancy name here for going to the main office>. Does any of that make sense? NO? neither does the reason that I am going there.

Our fiscal year end, like many corporations is June 30th, the new accounting system that they switched us to – that is supposed to be the best thing since sliced bread, is having a glitch, a snare, a slight, barely noticeable (if you never turn on the system) problem. And so we are attending a conference with the big guys to determine 1) how we will proceed with our year end, and 2) how to convince the local yocals, that this glitch, is not a big thing, completely expected, and we will have no problems passing our audits in the fall. (and if you buy that… then I should be in sales!)

Big announcements were made today re: the future of the company I work for…. big changes are coming. I am beyond stressed out about them, and yet I’ve heard NOTHING about what we are doing in our office. The powers that be have yet to make a decision…NADA… remember in May when I had to submit my resume and re-apply for my job? Yeah, still waiting.

In other non-stressful news… apparently I was interviewed by a BIG radio personality today, (didn’t know I was live on the air) was just talking to him, and my Dad and his co-workers, and well, the entire state heard it. Honestly – I don’t think it was me. I did talk to the guy – had a 5 min conversation with him, but don’t they have to tell you before you go on air???? Seriously – what would have happened if I dropped the “F” bomb, or something like that?