Musings of a chick

Experiment

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 13:26:00 +0000

I'm giving Wordpress a try because for some reason, this Blogger thing is not working for me...it's only showing one post at a time, and we don't like that here at Rancho Sudiegirl. So for new stuff, go to http://sudiegirl1.wordpress.com/

So there.

Happy New Year!

It's almost the end of the year, folks...

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 19:22:00 +0000

Wow...the decade is about to close up like a clam on the seashore.

Where does that leave your beloved Sudiegirl? Will she continue to blog? Will she turn 41 with a minimum of fuss?

As far as blogging, it'll probably be intermittent (much to Ed H's dismay), but I think something's up with the blog anyway...it isn't reading right from my computer. I'm supposed to be able to have 8 posts up at a time, and it's only showing one. I may need to start over at a different location, which is OK by me, I guess.

Turning 41...well...that's a kicker. Forty was a milestone. What will forty-one bring, besides more gray hair and stretchmarks? Not sure, but not too worried about it, really. We all know what the alternative is to aging, and I'm not too keen on it at the moment. Too many movies not seen, and Ben and Jerry's is still making Chubby Hubby ice cream so I have reasons to live.

So for now, you'll still see me, and I'll let you know if I make the big move to another blogging factory...until then, happy new year and may you have peace and tranquility if that's your thing. If not, may chaos rule your life.

Post Christmas Letdown? Not sure...

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 15:54:00 +0000

Well, the last Christmas of the decade is past us now, and as far as I'm concerned, it was a good one. Doug and I went to see "The Princess and the Frog" and had Chinese food. We went to church on Christmas Eve, and that was good too...very peaceful and contemplative. The choir kept busy with our songs and leading of hymns, but that's to be expected.

We don't have any plans for New Year's Eve, and that is OK too...just roll with the punches and see what cooks, right?

Anyway, that's all I've got for now. Hope you all have a great New Year's celebration, no matter what you do.

Smooches!

More Christmas Chatter

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 19:10:00 +0000

I thought I'd write a little bit about Christmas and my opinions regarding the holiday...I've done it before but you probably don't want to go back that far and actually LOOK for it.

I thought this billboard image from New Zealand was fitting for this post as well...hope you like it. If not, don't blame me, blame New Zealand.

This is my 40th Christmas on this planet, and I figure I'm as much of an expert as anyone on it. As the Pilgrims planted the first Christmas tree with the Indians and Marco Polo, I feel that I too should "plant" some opinions of my own about Christmas.

For starters, I think my favorite song at Christmas is "The Little Drummer Boy", and anything from "Charlie Brown Christmas" is OK too. As for the rest of them, I can live without 'em. I realize we have to have some variety, but those are my favorites. And NO MANNHEIM STEAMROLLER CHRISTMAS crap on a stick. I have my reasons for not liking them, and let's just leave it at that.

Secondly, I abhor Christmas sweaters. I don't want to spend my holidays dressed up like a tree skirt. If you're gonna get me a sweater, get me one that I can still wear in March without looking like I slept through Epiphany and part of Lent.

As far as "Happy Holidays" versus "Merry Christmas"...it's six of one and a half-dozen of the other as far as I'm concerned. I don't think you can tell someone's religious heritage by looking at them, so why not go generic? That doesn't take the "Christ" out of Christmas...it opens up other vistas that one might not otherwise be considering over the holiday season. The only one who can take the "Christ" out of Christmas is you and how you perceive the holiday. Nobody else can take that away from you unless you let them, and that's just silly to think otherwise.

So on that note, "Happy Hollandaise" to you and yours, and a very Saucy New Year!

Hell, since everyone else is talking about it, I might as well...

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 15:11:00 +0000

Personally, I could care less if Tiger Woods sleeps with other women or has his way with sheep.

But this tidbit really has me intrigued...

Apparently, the pre-nup had to be retooled to convince Mrs. Woods to stay with Mr. Woods, to the tune of $5 Million if she stays right now, and $55 million if she stays for five more years. I know I sound craven, but I'd take the money and stay until the seven years are up, then take the money and run.

Personally, though, I feel that Tiger Woods is so full of himself, it's kind of refreshing to see him sweat a little bit. Yes, he has reason to be full of himself in the sense that he's a very talented athlete. But to be so conceited that he had to have every facet of his life just so, and has to PAY his wronged spouse $60 million dollars to keep her in his life just so he can keep up appearances is totally screwed up.

It wouldn't be so bad (I guess) if it weren't for the accident that he had, and all the speculation that she went off on him with one of his sacred golf clubs.

And all these women that are coming out of the woodwork? My God, Tiger was one busy cat, especially if they didn't know about his wife, much less each other. He thought he was invincible, but he must have gotten his sex life confused with his golf swing. Whoops...

Anyway, to steal a quote from "Glee", "That's how Sue 'C's it..."

RIP Bogo and other stuff

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 18:48:00 +0000

My mom's beloved cat Bogo died this week...the vet found an inoperable tumor in his epiglottis, and the vet put him down. Poor thing...he was a really nice cat, and HUGE! I didn't think something like this would get him down, but it did.

He was staying at my sister's house after Mom moved to her new apartment, was doing pretty well adjusting, and then this hit him. Poor guy. Mom handled it very well, and Ruthi's three kids buried him and paid him his due respects.

So now we're in a Bogo-less world.

In other news, DC is abuzz with the party-crashers, Michaele and Tariq Selahi (I think that's how the name is spelled) and how they did what they did. Turns out Michaele also passed herself off as a Redskins cheerleader, or at least tried to...I honestly think she's got a screw loose somewhere, trying to pass herself off like that. It's weird. As dissatisfied as I can be with my life, I know that if I tried to crash a party like she and her husband did, I wouldn't even make the first line of defense. I'd feel too guilty.

We haven't had our first snow yet, and I'm kind of antsy waiting for it. I'm not looking forward to the bad driving that accompanies it, but I am looking forward to the pretty white flakes making the bare trees look better.

I can't believe that I'll have been at Walter Reed for a year on December 15th. I'm happy about that...I know that this place will be closing, but I've got (God willing) consistent work until the hospital closes in 2011. Whether or not we'll be going to follow the consolidation to Bethesda is anyone's guess. I hope we do...my pocketbook does too.

The last big band gig of 2009 is next Saturday, so I'll have to have several diva naps in anticipation of that event. Gigs take their toll on me...I'm usually in bed by 8 PM most nights, even on the weekends, so naps are essential for survival when a gig rears its head. It should be fun...it's a swing dance that will raise money for a local Catholic middle school. The last dance we did for them was successful, so we're hoping history will repeat itself.

In a "shocking" turn of events, I don't think any kind of potluck is planned for our department for Christmas. The entire division had a big one for Thanksgiving that I didn't attend because I didn't want to run into a former supervisor that I KNEW would be there. I felt bad, but I have to do what's right for me, and that was definitely right. I did eat some Burger King in their honor and felt good about it.

Not sure what we're doing for Christmas. I do know that one of my best buds from college will be in town a few days before Christmas, and I hope to see him then. Beyond that, and Christmas Eve service at church, it'll probably be another laid back holiday for me. That's OK...I like 'em that way. We'll probably be leisurely on Christmas Day, maybe take in a movie and have some Chinese food. Ho ho ho.

Anyway, that's all the news that's fit to type from Rancho Sudiegirl. So drink up a toast in memory of Bogo, and we'll talk again soon.

The last month of 2009, and here's what I have to say about that and other things...

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 17:57:00 +0000

Wow...tempus fugit, as they would say back in the day.

Where did 2009 go? Unfortunately, most of it went by in a haze of self-preservation while I was in my undesirable position, but things did get better.

Now I'm having mixed feelings about singing. I've been singing since I was a wee squab, and I'm wondering if now's the time to just sing for me as opposed to singing at church and with the big band. I like how the church choir sounds, but my voice has changed so much I'm not sure I can sing "seriously" anymore.

As far as the big band is concerned, I can sing those songs in my sleep, and maybe that's the problem. They've brought in some new music that I like, but there are still so many things that are stale, or just plain frustrating to deal with.

For example?

At the end of every gig, the manager pulls out this song called "The Party's Over". It's a dreary song that is supposed to remind folks that --GASP-- the party is indeed over.

The arrangement is plodding at best, and there is a part for clarinets that sounds like a cat being run through a lawnmower backwards. I know of a few people in the band that despise the song, but they don't want to speak up and suggest something else because it would be out of the realm of comfort if they did.

We have other tunes that we could use to close the night up, including a vocal..."I'll Be Seeing You". Where does he put "I'll Be Seeing You"? In the middle of the set. He's an idiot. Granted, he's the idiot that shows up early and sets up all the chairs and the sound equipment and I'm grateful for that, but there are so many other things he goofs on, it's frustrating. I don't want his job, though...I guess I'm an "armchair manager".

I don't know why I feel this way...I guess it's just scary to actually hear my range go away and fear that I'm going to be one of those church choir ladies that can't carry a tune in a lead-lined bucket with a lid. I can't afford coaching, and I don't necessarily want to give up my jazz/pop sound for strictly churchy/classical stuff. I want to be versatile, but is that possible with age? I'm not as old as some but I am older than others, and I don't want to lose my love for singing. But when I can't even hit notes that were no-brainers 10 years ago, well, something's rotten in Denmark.

Maybe I'm thinking about it TOO MUCH? Maybe I should just let go and let God or whatever the saying is? I'm not sure.

As far as church choir is concerned, I'm just not sure it's right for me anymore.

So many things irritate me about organized singing groups, and to be honest, there's strong singers in there and I am not needed. Doug gets exasperated with me, and wants me to come back to it. I just don't want to. I get up early enough during the week, and sometimes when I stand for long periods of time I get light headed. I know they all sound like excuses but I believe they are warranted, and I am tired of my reasons being brushed off like they're nothing. They're NOT nothing to me.

I like the director well enough, but he can be kind of pushy and I don't like that either - too many reminders of high school days and a director that took took took and never gave back. So there's that too. It's one thing if I audition for a solo and get it...it's being TOLD that I'm doing a solo and there's nothing I can do about it. I don't like that...in fact, it downright pisses me off. No matter how many compliments he throws at me, I just cringe inside waiting for the time I need support in another matter in my life and it just isn't there.

So YEAH, I'd say I have some mixed feelings about singing these days.

I wish I had an answer to these dilemmas, but I don't. I guess that's why I write in this dear blog, in case an answer comes up by surprise.

Post Thanksgiving Musings 2009

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 12:50:00 +0000

I'm a little bit sad as I write this...Ed H. lost his beloved cat Monika the day before yesterday. To read an excellent piece of writing about it, go here. Ed H. has the ability to write powerfully about topics that some people can't even put pen to paper about. I highly recommend his blog.

I had a pretty good Thanksgiving, all in all. D and I went to Bugaboo Creek Steak House for their annual Thanksgiving dinner, and it was huge. I didn't have as many leftovers as last year, but it wasn't for lack of trying. The problem is, they have a good dinner, but they also give you awesome homemade loaves of bread for free, and then they have killer appetizers on top of that. So of course, we ate until we were stuffed, and then went home and slept it off a bit. We were going to see "The Fantastic Mr. Fox" but we slept through the matinee times, so that ended that aspiration. Maybe on the weekend - we'll see.

My mom's Thanksgiving was quiet in comparison...my sister had to work on Thanksgiving Day so they're going to have Thanksgiving on Saturday or Sunday instead, not sure which. I'm glad I'm "over the hump" as far as the loss of Dad is concerned at holiday time. I'm never going to stop missing him, don't get me wrong, but each holiday gets a little easier with the passing of time. Therapy has helped a great deal, too...I'm thankful for that.

I refuse to take part in Black Friday...I'm just that way. I'm at work today, and I have a feeling it'll be a quiet, quiet day. The Dunkin' Donuts stand here at Walter Reed was closed today, and I have a feeling the only eating place open today will be the cafeteria. Oh well, I've got a box o' crackers here at my desk that I can nosh on.

That's all I've got for my Post-Thanksgiving Musings. What are yours?

What I'm thankful for this year and other musings

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 15:26:00 +0000

I'm thankful for Doug
I'm thankful for my family and friends
I'm thankful for my three bee-yoo-tee-ful kitties
I'm thankful that I can still write...getting the MOTIVATION to write new blog entries, well, that's another story.
I'm thankful that I can sing, even though my range has lowered
I'm thankful for my job
I'm thankful for all the blessings of this life.

I am the champion because I killed a humongous roach here at work today. It was monstrous, and it could fly on top of everything else. I smushed it good...PETA be damned.

It's hard to believe that I've been at Walter Reed for almost one year. I'm glad that I am in this department, and I thank God every day that I'm away from my former boss. I still have flashbacks of her, and I have an unreasonable fear that I'll be put back with her but so far that's not the case.

I'm thinking about going home for my 25th class reunion, but I want a couple of dry runs to make sure the good time I had wasn't a fluke. I really had a nice relaxing time in IA, and I don't want any "ghosts" to ruin future visits.

I think conservatives should lighten up on Obama and take a look at their doorstep to make sure it's clean before critiquing his presidency. I am so sick and tired of the blame being put on Obama...we had problems before he even became president, and he's trying to get past all the muck and make changes we all need.

That's all I've got.

No seagulls were harmed in the creation of this post.

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 20:13:00 +0000

Ed H. has been trying to crack through my leathery exterior in order to get me to update my blog.

So here's an update.

The visit home was wonderful...no ghosts to be seen anywhere. I sang at church for Mom's birthday, and her party turned out great. It was nice just to kick back for a few days with the family and not have to worry about anything.

No complaints.

So until there are some, I'll be out there trying to figure out what to write about next.

Revelation from an unlikely source, and other stuff

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 17:45:00 +0000

Can't go into details, but I found out that my position in the work debacle from December to late June was justified...in other words, I wasn't crazy. Someone else (a higher-up, no less) backed me up as far as claims regarding my former boss, and other people were noticing it that weren't even "customers".

I feel weird about this...but I am not going to look back. I am happy here in this new position, even when it's hectic or so boring that I use the term "deader than Elvis" to describe it. I have noticed myself blossoming, and it feels pretty damned good. So there you have it.

Right now, the guys in my office are loud and BS-filled about something or other, and their voices fill the air and bring comfort to me as opposed to irritation. I like listening to laughter in the workplace. I had a boss (a long time ago) that wouldn't allow talking at all amongst the employees, even for so simple a thing as informing the receptionist that you were leaving the room to use the restroom. So I am happy to hear voices, even if they are rowdy and raucous.

Anyway, it finally feels like a DC summer...all hot and sticky. I was wondering when it would happen. We've had a mellow summer, weather-wise. I just wish it would rain consistently, not in fits and starts...we need the rain, I think.

Another two months and I'll be off to Iowegia for a visit...I'm kind of anxious in good and bad ways. I am anxious in a good way to see Mom's new place, and to see my sister and the kids. I'm just afraid of the "ghosts" and potential annoyances that may befall me when I visit. I guess that's why I'm not bringing D along this time...I figure that if I have a lousy time, I'm not subjecting anyone to it besides myself. I'm counting on having a good time, though...I don't have to see people I don't want to see anymore, and it's an emancipation of sorts.

Also, I got a mention in the Washington Post Express this week for the blog entry I wrote regarding receipt of a Yogi Bear cookie jar, and it didn't make a dent in my stats. That's OK, though...D noticed and called me at work, so I had fleeting fame for a day.

Well, that's all from me...the entries are gradually getting longer, so take heart, gentle readers...it's getting a little bit better here at Rancho Sudiegirl.

I guess the recession hits us all...?

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 14:20:00 +0000

I had only heard about this article last week, and my first thought was, "How can someone be so spoiled rotten that they 'squeak by' on that much?"

Then I read the article.

I guess I can see her point of view, but I'm not entirely convinced. She's doing all this for the sake of her kids, for the most part. Plus, she has a high end job and has to look her best, live a certain way, make certain social connections, etc.

But still, aren't there ways to live the life without such scrutiny? In these hard times, everyone's suffering in one way or another. Does she really need suits from Anne Klein or Ralph Lauren to do her job? Can't she shop off the rack like everyone else? Does she need a nanny?

At least she's working...

Read the article and let me know what you think in the comments.

I know this isn't a totally original article, but at least I'm writing...I'll get there, I promise.

more random ramblings

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Mon, 17 Aug 2009 15:03:00 +0000

First, I found out that my wonderful mom is sending me a piece of my childhood. What is it?

It's a Yogi Bear cookie jar.

She thought of me, and that makes me so happy. Plus, it's a Yogi Bear Cookie Jar! I love cartoons, and she knows it and doesn't make fun of me for it. So that's a double plus bonus for Mom.

Second, I got a comment from a blogger saying she wishes I would write more. I wish I would write more too, and maybe I will once my writer's block goes away. As it is, I write as much as I can but I can't write about everything in my life due to familial strife (I'm a poet and don't know it). So be patient...Sudiegirl will get back in her groove; it just takes time.

Third, I can't believe I've been in MD for eight years and some change...it's amazing. I haven't seen all of DC yet, but I'm sure I will in time.

So that, as they say, is that.

Stealing this idea from Ed H...the Random Thoughts post

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 14:58:00 +0000

1. First of all, RIP to Les Paul, inventor of the electric guitar and a kick-a$$ guitarist in his own right. When guitar gods like Eric Clapton say this guy is great, you'd better listen. Anyway, he died at the ripe old age of 94, and God love him, he still played semi-regular gigs in NYC.

2. I was at the Archie comics website the other day, and I saw an ad that made me drop my jaw and take notice. Apparently, they're doing a series that flashes forward to Archie and the gang, post-college. The point I'm trying to make here is that Archie marries Veronica in this storyline.

Now I don't know about you, but I'm of two minds about this. On one hand, I root for Betty because she wasn't snobby like ol' Ronnie was. On the other hand, he floats to one and then the other, and you'd think they'd wake up and see that Archie is an indecisive man and both vow to stay away from him. However, Archie Comics are not known for their feminist ideals. Wonder what Gloria Steinem has to say about that? Furthermore, what does it say about me that I worry about whether some fictional character marries another one? Jeez.

3. Where has the summer gone?

4. I don't really have a number 4...I was just trying to look cool.

it's official

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 18:51:00 +0000

I bought plane tickets this morning so I could fly back to Iowegia in October. It'll be the first time I've been home since Dad died.

Wow...time flies. Or tempus fugit if you want me to go all Latin on your a$$es.

I'm excited and scared all at the same time.

Will I be able to handle going home?

Will there be "ghosts" of bad memories all around me, or will I just be able to kick back with my mom and family for a few days?

How will Li'l Miss Bipolar handle the one hour time change? Will she go visit Dad's grave, or stay away from it?

These and many more questions that haven't even been thought of yet will be explored further as the weeks roll by.

Too bad I'm impatient.

Annoying headline of the day and other fish in the sea

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 16:31:00 +0000

Walter Cronkite's funeral to honor CBS newsman

(Uh...isn't that what funerals are supposed to do? I have yet to hear of a funeral that belittles the deceased.)

******

Well, hello there kids! How are you today?

It's another day in the life for me. I'm still enjoying this job, so that's a plus. However, I am still suffering from writer's block so that's a minus.

Will this madness ever end? Tune in later, folks, and find out!

I'm shaking my head in disgust with this one

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 11:32:00 +0000

No doubt you've heard about the governor of South Carolina's latest blunder.

It wasn't enough that he lied about hiking the Appalachian Trail when he was actually in Argentina playing "hide the salami" with his soul mate. Nope.

He was also flying first and/or business class to this little Argentinian love nest.

I can forgive the affair (even though I'm not a constituent and it's not a killing affair if I don't forgive him), but Mr. Frugality kind of screwed the pooch with the rest of it.

If I were a South Carolinian, I'd be majorly honked off and calling for his head on the proverbial silver platter.

Click on the title to read the story in its entirety and let me know your thoughts in the comments. More to come in the way of personal stuff I can share on this li'l missive o' mine.

What do you think?

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 15:21:00 +0000

The mayor of Los Angeles has said that the city of LA will pay for the funeral expenses of Michael Jackson.

This is bogus, in my opinion. The Jackson family is rich enough, they should put some money forward as a goodwill gesture if nothing else.

I don't have much to say about this other than I disagree with what the mayor's doing.

What do you think of this? Should the city of LA pay for MJ's funeral, or should the family pay for it?

Note your answers in the comments, please...

So what did our fair heroine do on the 4th of July weekend?

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 16:48:00 +0000

Not a hell of a lot, really.

D and I went to see fireworks, and went to church on Sunday like good little Episcopalians.

It's funny...since I started blogging again, I am still having trouble coming up with topics. You'd think, after I removed myself from exile, that the topics would flow like water, but NOPE NOPE NOPE. Still stuck.

This whole Michael Jackson funeral thing is pretty intense. I'm surprised they're not making it a national day of mourning. I'll be at work, of course, with no way of watching the memorial service on TV. Bummer...I really want to see who comes out for it.

Planning on going back home to IA in October, and kind of excited about it. I'm going out for Mom's 70th birthday, and my sister and I are trying to figure out what to do to celebrate it. Not sure if we'll do just a family thing, or have an open house, or what we'll do. Should be interesting to see how all this long distance planning will turn out. If Ruth and I can keep from killing each other, things should turn out just fine. I know...I know...I was very vehement about not going back to IA but I guess "old age" (as in 40) has mellowed me to some extent. I'm not going to LIVE there, it's just for a VISIT. It'll be fine.

Today, it's deader than Elvis in this department, so that's why I'm blogging...just to pass the time if nothing else. It's skeleton crew time around here, but tomorrow it should be back to "normal"...whatever THAT is.

As I mentioned, I like this department. I like the people, and the environment is so much better than where I was. I liked my co-workers, but I had lots of issues with the boss (as you can read a couple of entries below). It amazes me that someone that lousy at people management can be a manager, but I guess that's what happens in this crazy world. As for me, I don't have any goals that manifest themselves in management so I'm cool. I just want to work and leave my troubles at the door when I'm done for the day. I couldn't do that in the previous job, but I can with this one. It's a good thing, as ol' Martha Stewart would say.

What else can I tell ya? Not a whole lot, really, other than I called it that MJ overdosed, and it looks like I'm right based on the evidence presented thus far. I really wish that hadn't been the case, but that's what we're looking at, methinks.

Bye for now...

That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it...

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Wed, 01 Jul 2009 14:08:00 +0000

This place is so much mellower than where I worked before. People are nice and helpful, and it's a good place to be so far.

More news as events warrant.

PS: One question I have...I noticed that Diana Ross hasn't spoken out about Michael's death. Does anyone else think that's strange, considering the friendship they shared?

RIP Michael Jackson

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 11:35:00 +0000

Didn't want to include a pic on here as it would make me feel too sad.

Is it just me or has Michael Jackson's passing touched a nerve with Generation X'ers as far as mortality is concerned? I mean, he was only 10 years older than me.

Wow...scary stuff.

Will be happier over the weekend, I promise.

RIP, Farrah

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 19:48:00 +0000

I admit, I was never a "Charlie's Angels" fan, but Farrah is an icon and will be missed. Whenever they come around again, watch "The Burning Bed" and "Small Sacrifices" so you can see how good an actress she really is.

The Hollyweirdness continues...

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 12:52:00 +0000

Surrogate makes Parker, Broderick parents again

(Uh, weren't they parents before?)

Phil Spector is hoping to get a few comforts of home in his new prison cell, and a television, iPod and computer access are at the top of his list.

(Gee, maybe he should have thought of that before he killed Ms. Clarkson?)

Here I spent all this time being depressed, and so many celebrity issues went right past me. What was I thinking? (this is a joke...I couldn't really help being depressed...)

Tell me more, tell me more...

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 22:57:00 +0000

So I have this evil boss, right?

She's worse than any other boss I've ever had save one, and they were both comparable in terms of nastiness.

She would YELL down the hall for me if she needed me to come to her office.

She would badmouth me in front of my coworkers.

She would blame me for misplacing things when she actually misplaced them herself.

She called herself "honest" but my contracting bosses caught her in one lie after another.

The only saving grace at that job were my co-workers, three of whom went to my contracting boss to complain about my government boss's treatment of me.

So now, I'll be in a much better place than before, and with a pay raise to boot.

Miracles do happen...I'm living proof.

So where's she been?

noreply@blogger.com (Sudiegirl) — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 18:51:00 +0000

To be honest, I've been fighting off a big beastie depression since I started this job. My boss is a scary woman, and I've been struggling with depression off and on since I started.

So basically, that doesn't make for interesting blogging.

But...dear friends...I will be leaving this position for bigger and better things effective Monday, June 29th when I start my new job (still at Walter Reed).

So I'm feeling better, and hopefully I'll be back and ready to annoy you all. That is, if you're still reading this.

Bye...