Happy Thanksgiving
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: Smells like Thanksgiving
Ethel was fired today.

A moment of silence please for Ethel. She drove me crazy and boggled my mind, but it's a shame she didn't work out. She was a nice lady. I don't think she was even going to say goodbye to me, if I hadn't turned around when I did, she would have just left. Perhaps she wasn't wild about me either. I hope she finds another job soon.

I hope everybody has a good weekend and eats lots of turkey. We're going to my hubby's uncle's house and the fil is visiting, whoopeee! I'm real excited about the fil visiting let me tell ya'. About as excited as I would be about having my hair set on fire.

Yeah, nothing says painfully long weekend like, "honey, my dad's going to visit for Thanksgiving!" If I drink a lot maybe he'll just think I'm really into celebrating.

I'm gonna shop til I drop Friday morning. I did it last year and had a blast! Even though stores were really crowded, people were really nice and helpful. And I got some damn good deals too!

Weekend
Mood:  party time!
Now Playing: TGIF
Ethel's last day will be next Wednesday. Happy Thanksgiving Ethel! Jeez, I thought my boss wouldn't fire her right before the holiday, but it's her perogative.

I hope everybody has a good weekend. I'm going to get my house in shape as my FIL is coming to visit for Turkey Day and I need to start my holiday baking.

Ethel Update - Week #2
Mood:  d'oh
Now Playing: I never really loved you, I just drank too much
Ethel has completed her second week of training and I have become convinced that she knows less than she did when she started. Oy vey! She's giving me a headache. Ok, so she's gotten better at answering the phones, but that's about it. At this rate it'll be six months before she's up to speed.

Ok, enough complaining about poor Ethel. It's all I seem to talk/blog about lately. Probably because she's driving me insane. She's one of those people that if you're having a conversation with somebody else in the same room, she has to say something. Not that I was trying to be rude and exclude her, but holy cow! I was talking about something with my other co-worker and Ethel kept saying stuff that was totally off the subject, but clearly trying to work her way in. Sorry, but I'm 27 and Ethel is like 68, we don't have much in common.

So, anyhoo lots of fun. Getting ready for Thanksgiving. Hopefully hubby's co. will give us another check for a turkey this year. This will be our first Thanksgiving in our house instead of an apartment. We'll also be getting ready to go to Disneyland in the first two weeks of December and then Christmas and New Year's and then my birthday. It seems far away, but it's creeping up on me. I feel like I should be baking or basting something. Maybe wrapping something in foil.

On my drive home I saw somebody had already put their christmas lights up. Please, I haven't even taken my Halloween decorations down yet! I'm so lame, usually my Christmas decorations don't come down until it's almost my birthday . . . in February. Last year though I did manage to get the dead tree out of the house before the 31st. January 31st.

My boss returns from her trip to Hawaii tomorrow, so we'll see what happens with Ethel. I'll be sure to update everyone. Cause I know you're just waitin' around to find out.

Office Update
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: I Wanna Be Sedated
OMG! I just don't get it. I spoke with my supervisor this morning, she called from Hawaii to ask how Ethel is doing. I had to tell her, Ethel isn't doing so good. She just doesn't seem to be grasping the concept unfortunately. I've told her things several times and she'll turn right around and do the opposite. It's like working with one of my children!

Forgive me for continually complaining about this, but this is the main issue going on in my life right now. After a few waves in my marriage things seem to have settled down and are on the up swing and hopefully will stay that way. It's exhausting I'm telling you. I think if all us wives, mothers, and working women wrote down everything we do every day, we'd give ourselves heart attacks. Not that stay at home moms have it any easier, I stayed home with my little ones for a year and a half and that was harder than going to work every day. With all due respect to the women that do stay home, I just couldn't do it. I think that has to be one of the hardest jobs and stay at home moms, don't stay at home. I was never home when I wasn't working! All in all I think my children have benefitted from being in daycare and now pre-school, their vocabulary is amazing and both of them are ahead of where they should be for their ages. Of course that could just be good genetics. I'm so modest, I know.

Currently we are debating traveling north to visit the fam for Thanksgiving. Hubby wants to go, he just doesn't want to have to pay for the gas to drive there. We drive a suburban and gas prices being what they are right now in Cali, the expense is truly frightening. We shall see, I would like to see everybody, but traveling like that with small children is draining. Thank goodness for in car DVD players, I love mine and wouldn't want to be without it. Blessed silence is so wonderful while driving. Gives me a chance to actually have a conversation with my hubby about something other than work, the kids, and bills.

You've got some splainin' to do!
Mood:  incredulous
Now Playing: Babalou!
I want to tear my hair out. I'm usually a very patient person. I try to go at a slower pace when training a new employee, cause I've been doing this job for almost 6 years and naturally I'm a lot faster than someone who has never done this before. But when you tell someone something and 5 seconds later you ask them about what you just told them and they give you the deer in the headlights look, it makes me want to bang my head against the wall, repeatedly.

Ethel is a very nice person, aside from the fact that when I'm typing if I make an error, even though I'm backspacing to correct it, she feels the need to correct me. She's almost 70 years old, which makes me feel very bad that I'm bitching about somebody that's old enough to be my grandmother.

But this is driving me nuts. In order for me to do my job, I need Ethel to be doing her job. Ethel needs somebody standing behind her constantly telling her how to do her job. Ethel does not at all look like she's fast approaching 70, nor does she act like it. She doesn't appear to be slow by any means. But I show her how to do something and five minutes later she's asking me how to do it again. Now, please keep in mind that Ethel has been in training for a week already, so something should have sunk in by now. It hasn't and my supervisor (and back up) is going to Hawaii next week for a week and a half. I think I'm going to start drinking now and by next week I won't care if I have to sit in Ethel's lap and hold her hand and do all her work for her.

Pass the tequila!

Yipee!!!!!!!!
Mood:  suave
Now Playing: Nelly
So I submitted my entry to RDD for Pardon the Interuption. It was pretty short. I ended up not having as much time as I wanted and had to sort of type on the fly. I just reread Bubba's entry and went for it. I think it came out pretty good, Bubba made it really easy to continue. I tried to keep it going in the same sort of direction so the last few people will be able to wrap it up easily.

I haven't written fiction in so long it was easier than I remember. I hope everybody enjoys it.

One of My Biggest Pet Peeves
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Good Charlotte
I hate it, absolutely hate it when people are late and they act like it's no big deal. It just drives me up the wall, like I don't have things that I could be doing other than waiting around for their slow movin' ass to show up?

Ok, who am I kidding? I'm talking about one of my co-workers. He was supposed to be here at 4pm and it is now 4:30pm and he just breezed through the door like he hadn't a care in the world. No "sorry I'm late, I'm a total ass" or nothing! I don't have to pick up my kids until 5:30pm, but that doesn't mean I actually want to wait that long.

I myself can't stand being late and am usually annoyingly early. So naturally I expect everybody else to at the very least be on time or at least call and say that they're running a little late or whatever. Is it just me, or is asking for some common courtesy a little too much?

Ugh!

At Long Last!!!
Mood:  surprised
Now Playing: Whistle for me, won't ya'?
My co-worker that is perpetually late, takes days off for the strangest of reasons (she needed to look for her son's birth certificate), and never does a darn thing unless told to, gave her notice yesterday. This will be her last week here.

She is a very nice lady and really a great and fun person to be around. But she's not getting paid for that. Wonder of wonders, she's getting paid to work. For some unknown reason, my boss just did not want to fire her.

So, a part of me is glad to she her go, cause now some actual work will be getting done and whomever we hire might actually be able to lighten my load just a little bit. But another part of me is bummed that she won't be here any more. She is very funny and very nice to talk to, and has been a really understanding person.

I guess I'll make her a cake and wish her good luck.

Where Have I Been?
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: White Flag - Dido
I just noticed that I haven't posted anything here in a while. Shame on me, what kind of blogger am I anyway?

So, all this time I've been blogging I haven't really mentioned a whole lot of it to my husband. I told him about it, but I haven't really talked about all the people I've been talking to or whatever. I finally got questioned the other day as to what I'm doing on the computer all the time. Up until I started blogging, I hardly ever used the computer at home. I would occasionally check my e-mail or maybe look something up, but otherwise I was not on the interenet for hours at a time like I have been lately. Usually when the kids are asleep or outside. I can't blog and watch the kids, bad things happen like goldfish getting put in hamster cages.

So I filled him in on all that I have been up to, it took a while as you can well imagine. It's not that he minds, he was just curious.

All week I have been trying to repair my house from the aftermath of the party. It took me 3 hours to clean Katie's room. Every single toy or book was out on the floor. I had to keep clearing a path to her bed. It was awful! She better be glad she's only 3 and I didnt' make her clean it up herself. But oh her day is coming. I so cannnot wait for the day that my kids are big enough for them to actually help around the house. That and the day both of my kids are in school as opposed to paying for pre-school, cause holy cow that stuff is expensive! I spend literally half my paycheck on pre-school.

Now I have to tackle the yard and get it ready for fall and winter. What fun!

Everybody have a good weekend!

I love parties, really I do.
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: When Doves Cry
My goodness, what a weekend! I ended up rushing around Saturday morning buying decorations, sodas, and more importantly, the ice cream! I barely finished decorating the cake in time for the party. I took pictures and will try to figure out how to post them here so everyone can see the pretty princess cake I made for Katie.

The party went pretty good, Katie got lots of good presents. She was very excited to open her presents. She was asking the whole time and trying to peek into the bags. My parents got her a Disney Princess tea set, so now she carries that around asking everyone to have a tea party with her. It's so darn cute.

I'm so exhausted. So much work for a 3 hour party and it was pretty simple. I could't imagine doing more. All the mess and dishes and since we have hardwood floors a lot of dirt gets tracked in. But all in all, we had a nice visit with my parents and the kids had a blast. They really miss their Grandma and Papa.

I hope everyone had a good weekend.