The Land of Dreamy Dreams by Ellen Gilchrist
Finished June 29, 2012
I am reading books like a machine. And I am making certain I do other things in my day besides read, like garden, visit the library, cook and then read. Cleaning? Not so much. Joe has been gone for a couple of days, since Tueday morning which has given me ample time to read and write my Mom a letter a day.
I have fallen in love with Ellen Gilchrist. I finished her book The Anna Papers the other day and it had an immense affect on me. I became possessed or in a state of grace. Something grabbed ahold of me and made me realize that one can not live ones life in the shadows of their true self. I am so afraid that someone will find me out. Aways have been that way. From stealing dimes and nickles from my parents pockets and pocker books to the stealing of a red cream soda for Nana from the corner store and the lady following me out of the store and just taking the bottle from the carton without a word and going back into the store. The humilation and the worry that someone would know.
But in all reality they probably all did know that Mary was a little theif. After all Brenda Angel and I had to run away from home rather than face the consquences of being caught stealing from the Five and Dime downtown. Oh the agony of that!!
Friday, June 29, 2012
Friday, January 7, 2011
Disclaimer
Disclaimer.
If you have arrived at this blog I need to explain that this is where I have been transferring my entries for 750 Word exercise - it is not my main blog. this is kind of a dumping ground for thoughts and what ever. I liked the idea of the 750 word exercise to kind of stretch-out the writing limbs. I have been having a terrible time writing this past year, taking up the Grace in Small things challenge. Been blogging since 2003 and feel that my "genre" is explaining my past. Or examining my past. There is so much left over, but it's so personal and I am not willing to put it out there for the world and any old body to run across. That will happen, trust me. Into my eight year of hanging out the laundry, I have had people stumble onto my blog and by golly I KNOW THEM! It's like being caught without any clothes on. At least that is how it seems now.
So if you make it here I actually write here at Just a Hippie Gypsy.>
That's where the filtered stuff lays.
If you have arrived at this blog I need to explain that this is where I have been transferring my entries for 750 Word exercise - it is not my main blog. this is kind of a dumping ground for thoughts and what ever. I liked the idea of the 750 word exercise to kind of stretch-out the writing limbs. I have been having a terrible time writing this past year, taking up the Grace in Small things challenge. Been blogging since 2003 and feel that my "genre" is explaining my past. Or examining my past. There is so much left over, but it's so personal and I am not willing to put it out there for the world and any old body to run across. That will happen, trust me. Into my eight year of hanging out the laundry, I have had people stumble onto my blog and by golly I KNOW THEM! It's like being caught without any clothes on. At least that is how it seems now.
So if you make it here I actually write here at Just a Hippie Gypsy.>
That's where the filtered stuff lays.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
A new day! Last night I followed Joe to R-Ville. He drove the train and I picked him up. It was a nice break from the mundane day to day existence I have been having lately. I got off from the Bucket early, around 915 and headed home, hoping to make it to the Walmart in R-ville and p/u milk. I woke Joe and drove him t the engine and watched as he climbed on board thinking to myself, I need to watch to make sure he gets off OK - then I remembered that he probably knew what he was doing and if he had any troubles would call me. So I took off into the black black night, as if drenched in black ink, no stars, on this old country road witht the brights on hoping to scare off any deer that may want to jump the car or eat the car as the case may be. I made it to R-ville ahead of Joe listnening to the radio and the RR radio. It would crackle and I would jump trying to turn down the car radio to hear what was going on. After a trip to a closed Walmart (damn it) he called. I told him I heard some cracking on the radio "that was me" and he squawked me a couple of times to prove it. I ventured forth and found an open gas station that had beer but no milk. I went on and drove around R-ville w/o the lights on for some time, I was through downtown when I noticed they were out! My car they automatically come on so I am spoiled. I could not find the alternative gas station Joe told me about and ended up on a one way street facing the wrong way waiting for the light to change! I finally ran the light wondering how anybody gets out, not realizng that it was a one way and I was facing the wrong way. I broke so many laws last night I'm certain I would have gotten a ticket if the whole town was not closed up and asleep.
After many stops I finally found a store that sold both beer and milk and I made it back to the station in pleanty of time. I rolled down the window to listen for the train and heard just the yawn of the evening in R-ville. Then I heard him coming, the night took on a low rumble that was not there before. It seemed far away and headed towards me. Then in the distance Iheard the far away blast of the horn. He was coming. It was a little exciting and I was eager with anticipation to see the train pull in the station! Itgot louded and louder and swelled and then the light showed itself and there he was. The red engine roared into the track before me and came to a beautiful stop. I was hot, baby. What is about men and big machines! He emerged from the cab, locked the doors, checked out a few things and climbed down from the huge monster.
It was incredibly sexy. Joe will continue to surprise me over and over as the years g on. I knew he could do this, but seeing him do it. Wow.
I got a letter from Faye and it sounded good. I am going to write her one more note and then call her. Her b-day is approaching, Feb 9th maybe. 59 good lord, that means I will be 58. It's not that I feel old in spirit, its my body. I have been dieting for almost 10 days and have lost/gained lost/gained. Its frustrating. I guess the idea of eating a bag of fantastic nuts from Iran is not the best thing to do - pistascios. Oh I love them. I guess better them than the chocolate I was craving yesterday. I made a pudding the day before and it helped. I have been very good about avoiding carbs - so maybe I just need to be patient. Well, that is if you don't count the chineses noodles.
Yesterday was a pretty good day. The only bummer was talking to Shirley yesterday and hearing about her problems. HBTN told her that she is not call her co-workers and ask for rides to and from work. That five people came to her and said it was hard to say no to her. Number one, Heather is really out of line (isn't she) and why wouldn't people want to help Shirley. I gave her rides, I gave Mary Ann rides, I didn't like it much (my head lights were always out) but I did it and felt guilty.
I received my loupe and it isOK. I really have to bring the jewelry close to my eye to get a good look. I looked over my bracelet from Maura and Johnny when I graduated from grammar school and it looks to be gold plated! Bummer. No where can I find a caret stamp, so I guess I just got a pretty little bracelet that was pinched on the airplane when I flew to NYC for several weeks during the summer of 1967 - summer of love. lol. I just realized that! I have a few surviving pictures of our adventure to the Cafe Wha and the Washington Monument in the back ground. So many things I wish I had been aware of way back then. Take more pictures, learn the 35mm camera, and collect jewelry.
After many stops I finally found a store that sold both beer and milk and I made it back to the station in pleanty of time. I rolled down the window to listen for the train and heard just the yawn of the evening in R-ville. Then I heard him coming, the night took on a low rumble that was not there before. It seemed far away and headed towards me. Then in the distance Iheard the far away blast of the horn. He was coming. It was a little exciting and I was eager with anticipation to see the train pull in the station! Itgot louded and louder and swelled and then the light showed itself and there he was. The red engine roared into the track before me and came to a beautiful stop. I was hot, baby. What is about men and big machines! He emerged from the cab, locked the doors, checked out a few things and climbed down from the huge monster.
It was incredibly sexy. Joe will continue to surprise me over and over as the years g on. I knew he could do this, but seeing him do it. Wow.
I got a letter from Faye and it sounded good. I am going to write her one more note and then call her. Her b-day is approaching, Feb 9th maybe. 59 good lord, that means I will be 58. It's not that I feel old in spirit, its my body. I have been dieting for almost 10 days and have lost/gained lost/gained. Its frustrating. I guess the idea of eating a bag of fantastic nuts from Iran is not the best thing to do - pistascios. Oh I love them. I guess better them than the chocolate I was craving yesterday. I made a pudding the day before and it helped. I have been very good about avoiding carbs - so maybe I just need to be patient. Well, that is if you don't count the chineses noodles.
Yesterday was a pretty good day. The only bummer was talking to Shirley yesterday and hearing about her problems. HBTN told her that she is not call her co-workers and ask for rides to and from work. That five people came to her and said it was hard to say no to her. Number one, Heather is really out of line (isn't she) and why wouldn't people want to help Shirley. I gave her rides, I gave Mary Ann rides, I didn't like it much (my head lights were always out) but I did it and felt guilty.
I received my loupe and it isOK. I really have to bring the jewelry close to my eye to get a good look. I looked over my bracelet from Maura and Johnny when I graduated from grammar school and it looks to be gold plated! Bummer. No where can I find a caret stamp, so I guess I just got a pretty little bracelet that was pinched on the airplane when I flew to NYC for several weeks during the summer of 1967 - summer of love. lol. I just realized that! I have a few surviving pictures of our adventure to the Cafe Wha and the Washington Monument in the back ground. So many things I wish I had been aware of way back then. Take more pictures, learn the 35mm camera, and collect jewelry.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
750 words
Yesterday I wore one of my vintage necklaces. A little piece with different style beading - if you can call it beading - maybe baubles. They were solid and some were hollowed out. I should keep pictures to show my growing vintage stash. I won a lot of bangles - Bolywood style - for about $15 bucks. There are 80 of them. If I end up getting booths at these summer fairs and sell them for a buck apiece, it should work out good. I also coped a bib pearl necklace that is fantastic! All in all, with shipping fees added in, spent about 42 smackers.
I was having semi-nightmares dreams. One was walking into a house and finding two dead bodies in a bathtub/swimming area type - you know how dreams are, they do not have to make any sense. I called 911 "for the third time that day" and got hold of someone who sounded like my Mom. I called her Mom even though it was not. She was not a very good 911 operator. She was near hysteria. The dream consisted of a lot of other stuff, but I don't remember any of it. Except maybe gary S. was in it. I just got a flash of something, but it's gone now.
B. called this morning and missed the check in at the clinic. I feel for her, but she better hand that intake money over to Scott rather than spending it. She sounded very upset. She set her alarm for 6am and slept through it or it didn't go off.
Joe came home and went to sleep almost immediately. I was back in my "Woman cave"in the bed - man that thing calls to me, well I am sick and I am a self diagnosed SADD victim - reading the Rolling Stone. They interviews people about their favorite play lists from one individual and/or genre. It was a great article, or 50 pages of really great music that I wish the MC3 Suites tilled worked. Limewirte. Damn it all. Lot's of good vintage stuff. Keith and Mick referenced the old blues guys. And there were many mentions of stuff from the 1960's and doo wop, Bob Dylan, and Motown that I would love to download. Too bad. But I guess it's time to start paying for stuff.
My tummy hurts. I have taken some alka selser substitute on an empty tummy and have realized that is a no-no. After a cup of tea it settled, but it still is talking to me. Those naprozen are great. My hip doesn't feel so bad any more. Maybe it is bursitis and not arthritis.
Peggy emailed me about Hugh and how was our relationship. She read his explanation on Brents FB page and is cool with it now. I hope to load up pictures from Nana's family that Aunt Maureen gave me or that I stole from Mom's house. Theya re ver interesting, especially the one of Nana (Molly) and Margaret sitting on the beach with another lad - quite possibly a brother. Nana (Molly) was beautiful.
I put my make up on again this morning. I am using the lip gloss to tone down the red ip stick.Might need to purchase another shade of red that is not so "true" though it looks great when on. They were not kidding.
I am perplexed about Money again. I have to stop this with Bridget. How could she miss the intake this morning? Poor thing. SHe is a mess. I remember Mom telling me I was going to have to take care of her the rest of my life. Scott was such a god send. She just does not understand how life works.
I was reading Patti Smith's take on Bob Dylan and how he transcends the lust part and the missing part of love and takes it to new heights. that is my pharasing. I always loved his love songs. They are so full of pain and want and need. And they, naturally, have gotten different as he has aged. Haven't we all? So I understand what Patti meant. Love means so many things but it prevails, it endures. Like the psalm - " love is great love is kind...."
I tried to find some Bible study class in C-ville and ran across several. Many at the Baptist church in DT c-ville. Another one at the Episcopal church. I will continue to make plans to 1) go to church 2) find a bible study class. I have strong memories of the Bible study in Southland. I truly had a spiritual awakening about Chirst and the bible. I loved it and took it seriously. I did the work book, I participated in the exercises and I hung out with some of the people. Like helping Diane with her house in Harrodsburg. I had a wonderful book mark she gave me. I wonder where it went. Anyway I long for those experiences again. I am not much of a joiner but when I do find something I like, it's wonderful.
The little black dress club sure fell on it's face. Not so much because of the members but because of the restrictions that LBDC forces. In other workds it is very limiting. I want to go to HBB parties etc. No go. Now they are having Japanese party. Love that. I should sign up, it is on a Friday night Feb. 22nd. If I sign up it will give me time to experiment with my dish.
I was having semi-nightmares dreams. One was walking into a house and finding two dead bodies in a bathtub/swimming area type - you know how dreams are, they do not have to make any sense. I called 911 "for the third time that day" and got hold of someone who sounded like my Mom. I called her Mom even though it was not. She was not a very good 911 operator. She was near hysteria. The dream consisted of a lot of other stuff, but I don't remember any of it. Except maybe gary S. was in it. I just got a flash of something, but it's gone now.
B. called this morning and missed the check in at the clinic. I feel for her, but she better hand that intake money over to Scott rather than spending it. She sounded very upset. She set her alarm for 6am and slept through it or it didn't go off.
Joe came home and went to sleep almost immediately. I was back in my "Woman cave"in the bed - man that thing calls to me, well I am sick and I am a self diagnosed SADD victim - reading the Rolling Stone. They interviews people about their favorite play lists from one individual and/or genre. It was a great article, or 50 pages of really great music that I wish the MC3 Suites tilled worked. Limewirte. Damn it all. Lot's of good vintage stuff. Keith and Mick referenced the old blues guys. And there were many mentions of stuff from the 1960's and doo wop, Bob Dylan, and Motown that I would love to download. Too bad. But I guess it's time to start paying for stuff.
My tummy hurts. I have taken some alka selser substitute on an empty tummy and have realized that is a no-no. After a cup of tea it settled, but it still is talking to me. Those naprozen are great. My hip doesn't feel so bad any more. Maybe it is bursitis and not arthritis.
Peggy emailed me about Hugh and how was our relationship. She read his explanation on Brents FB page and is cool with it now. I hope to load up pictures from Nana's family that Aunt Maureen gave me or that I stole from Mom's house. Theya re ver interesting, especially the one of Nana (Molly) and Margaret sitting on the beach with another lad - quite possibly a brother. Nana (Molly) was beautiful.
I put my make up on again this morning. I am using the lip gloss to tone down the red ip stick.Might need to purchase another shade of red that is not so "true" though it looks great when on. They were not kidding.
I am perplexed about Money again. I have to stop this with Bridget. How could she miss the intake this morning? Poor thing. SHe is a mess. I remember Mom telling me I was going to have to take care of her the rest of my life. Scott was such a god send. She just does not understand how life works.
I was reading Patti Smith's take on Bob Dylan and how he transcends the lust part and the missing part of love and takes it to new heights. that is my pharasing. I always loved his love songs. They are so full of pain and want and need. And they, naturally, have gotten different as he has aged. Haven't we all? So I understand what Patti meant. Love means so many things but it prevails, it endures. Like the psalm - " love is great love is kind...."
I tried to find some Bible study class in C-ville and ran across several. Many at the Baptist church in DT c-ville. Another one at the Episcopal church. I will continue to make plans to 1) go to church 2) find a bible study class. I have strong memories of the Bible study in Southland. I truly had a spiritual awakening about Chirst and the bible. I loved it and took it seriously. I did the work book, I participated in the exercises and I hung out with some of the people. Like helping Diane with her house in Harrodsburg. I had a wonderful book mark she gave me. I wonder where it went. Anyway I long for those experiences again. I am not much of a joiner but when I do find something I like, it's wonderful.
The little black dress club sure fell on it's face. Not so much because of the members but because of the restrictions that LBDC forces. In other workds it is very limiting. I want to go to HBB parties etc. No go. Now they are having Japanese party. Love that. I should sign up, it is on a Friday night Feb. 22nd. If I sign up it will give me time to experiment with my dish.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
750 Jan 4
OK Let's keep it going.
At work at the Mall and it is afternoon and I have just wolfed down lunch. I bought a can of soup from Walmart and dumped it into a plastic container. It was very good, but from the factory not from the farm! Also a salad covered in Chinese noodles, raisins and sunflower kernels. Yum yum. A great diet. Last night I drove to the Bucket only to find out that I do not work! I bolted out of there and headed down Wilma Rudolph in search of somewhere to spend some cash. I was dying to get a milk shake, but in the end I went home and had a hot chocolate. I figured with the marshmallows it was about 180 calories. Then I had three ghram crackers and some (awful) gummi bears. I laid on the couch and watched the traveling antique show on NPTV. The grandaddy of all these shows, Pickers & Pawn stars. I guess it was inevitable.
And it's inevitable that if I skip milkshakes and candy bars and cookies and cakes that I will loose weight. This morning I came in at 160. That's down 4lbs since I started and I like it. I feel better I think, though I woke up with a sore throat.. Third day in a row. Yuck.
I am wondering about the way things are going to go. I was reading all the S&D buzz on /from the newsletter (via e-amil) that Michele is rocking it baby. Top dog in KY and just behind Alex. She sold around 8 grand of jewelry and from my estimations made about $1600 dollars. Of course she will have to pay her taxes etc out of that so lets be realistic and back out her taxes say she netted $1300. Good for her. And how much did she spend to make that? I know I had to give her $100 or $10/hr for the place in Nashville - mama that was intense. I was so angry in a weird way b/c I knew nothing about the jewelry and that is my fault. I was mad at myself and transferred it to her. People came in and looked and asked questions like "how much" and if I tried to look it up I had no idea where to look!!lol. The people would pick something up and head towards "check out" to buy. It was terrible. But she did the right thing and split some sales with me. Made certain I made enough to qualify her for Star Stylist or what ever. Can you decider that I don't care much for her. I don't know what it is. She seems okay but there is something sort of Sarah Palin about her. And she does not seem to want to help much. She is not all that good at it. lol. Anyway - her daughter was a sweetheart. Maybe it was just the drive and ambition that turned me off. And it was convert. And she does not answer emails - lol.But odds are I will give it another try in time. I just want to know if I get any jewelry from the $875 (bottom of the barrel) lol that I sold.What else - I sent Bridget some money in the hopes that she can pick herself up. She wants to go fix herself up ie get her hair done, nails etc. I hope to God that this helps her out. If all her money is going for pills then it has to really be expensive. Hopefully this way she will save a lot of money in the long run.ANd Joe is working his butt off. I think I enjoyed not having a lot of time on my hands with nothing to do. Go from one job to the other and then sleep and then get back up and do it all over again. Not a lot of time to lay on the couch and day dream while watching movies or DWTS or Survivor. Which I usually taped anyway.Joe as playing with the wii when I left this morning. It looks like a bunch of fun. I hope to get that wii fitness is as much fun as it this sports dvd looks.Linda has gone to lunch and the door keeps opening and dinging. Everyone wants something. It's not too bad, reminds me of when I covered for that month in between. It was so great when she returned.I am not going to buy anything more on the Goodwill site for awhile. I have a collection building and guess what? Today I am wearing one of the necklaces. It is a mixture of designs. I think it is so much more fun to sell stuff like this than that manufactured stuff. This stuff is classic and fun.I need to stop with the Goodwill/c the shipping is crazy! I see something I like and its $13 to ship! Some of the stuff is lower but not often. I like the stuff that is vintage and I hope that it will parlay into something else.Well, I paid the BofA credit card bill this afternoon b/f Linda went off to lunch. I have a ot of stuff to pay here in the next couple of days. Rent mortgage. Bummer. But we both get paid and then the mortgage drops.I am so psydhed about maybe going to Tupelo and starting again. Maybe a different area will break the blah's I have about something. It was funny but I was so high until the holidays came around. I definitely think that I have SADD. I hate walking out of here and it is pitch black/dark out there. Jimmy Crickets! I am over the 750 by a bunch!
At work at the Mall and it is afternoon and I have just wolfed down lunch. I bought a can of soup from Walmart and dumped it into a plastic container. It was very good, but from the factory not from the farm! Also a salad covered in Chinese noodles, raisins and sunflower kernels. Yum yum. A great diet. Last night I drove to the Bucket only to find out that I do not work! I bolted out of there and headed down Wilma Rudolph in search of somewhere to spend some cash. I was dying to get a milk shake, but in the end I went home and had a hot chocolate. I figured with the marshmallows it was about 180 calories. Then I had three ghram crackers and some (awful) gummi bears. I laid on the couch and watched the traveling antique show on NPTV. The grandaddy of all these shows, Pickers & Pawn stars. I guess it was inevitable.
And it's inevitable that if I skip milkshakes and candy bars and cookies and cakes that I will loose weight. This morning I came in at 160. That's down 4lbs since I started and I like it. I feel better I think, though I woke up with a sore throat.. Third day in a row. Yuck.
I am wondering about the way things are going to go. I was reading all the S&D buzz on /from the newsletter (via e-amil) that Michele is rocking it baby. Top dog in KY and just behind Alex. She sold around 8 grand of jewelry and from my estimations made about $1600 dollars. Of course she will have to pay her taxes etc out of that so lets be realistic and back out her taxes say she netted $1300. Good for her. And how much did she spend to make that? I know I had to give her $100 or $10/hr for the place in Nashville - mama that was intense. I was so angry in a weird way b/c I knew nothing about the jewelry and that is my fault. I was mad at myself and transferred it to her. People came in and looked and asked questions like "how much" and if I tried to look it up I had no idea where to look!!lol. The people would pick something up and head towards "check out" to buy. It was terrible. But she did the right thing and split some sales with me. Made certain I made enough to qualify her for Star Stylist or what ever. Can you decider that I don't care much for her. I don't know what it is. She seems okay but there is something sort of Sarah Palin about her. And she does not seem to want to help much. She is not all that good at it. lol. Anyway - her daughter was a sweetheart. Maybe it was just the drive and ambition that turned me off. And it was convert. And she does not answer emails - lol.But odds are I will give it another try in time. I just want to know if I get any jewelry from the $875 (bottom of the barrel) lol that I sold.What else - I sent Bridget some money in the hopes that she can pick herself up. She wants to go fix herself up ie get her hair done, nails etc. I hope to God that this helps her out. If all her money is going for pills then it has to really be expensive. Hopefully this way she will save a lot of money in the long run.ANd Joe is working his butt off. I think I enjoyed not having a lot of time on my hands with nothing to do. Go from one job to the other and then sleep and then get back up and do it all over again. Not a lot of time to lay on the couch and day dream while watching movies or DWTS or Survivor. Which I usually taped anyway.Joe as playing with the wii when I left this morning. It looks like a bunch of fun. I hope to get that wii fitness is as much fun as it this sports dvd looks.Linda has gone to lunch and the door keeps opening and dinging. Everyone wants something. It's not too bad, reminds me of when I covered for that month in between. It was so great when she returned.I am not going to buy anything more on the Goodwill site for awhile. I have a collection building and guess what? Today I am wearing one of the necklaces. It is a mixture of designs. I think it is so much more fun to sell stuff like this than that manufactured stuff. This stuff is classic and fun.I need to stop with the Goodwill/c the shipping is crazy! I see something I like and its $13 to ship! Some of the stuff is lower but not often. I like the stuff that is vintage and I hope that it will parlay into something else.Well, I paid the BofA credit card bill this afternoon b/f Linda went off to lunch. I have a ot of stuff to pay here in the next couple of days. Rent mortgage. Bummer. But we both get paid and then the mortgage drops.I am so psydhed about maybe going to Tupelo and starting again. Maybe a different area will break the blah's I have about something. It was funny but I was so high until the holidays came around. I definitely think that I have SADD. I hate walking out of here and it is pitch black/dark out there. Jimmy Crickets! I am over the 750 by a bunch!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Jan 3 -750
I'm on a roll with 750 words and I don't want to screw it up now!
Back at work and it is OK. I am working on the gift card report and it is a pain in the butt b/c of the enormous amt. we sold for the holidays. I went to work at the Bucket yesterday and it was terrible. In the respect that it was packed and no one was buying. After the holidays no one was much in the mood. They didn't want to chat either, or maybe that was me! lol. I am burnt out at the Bucket, but I know that I prefer working nights vrs. days. The customers/guests stand around in packs looking at the dining room and counting the minutes until it is time to enter the dining room. Our new collections are nice, but nothing like the Xmas displays. People grabbing and buying and wrapping and kids everywhere. They were everywhere this week end. Kara and I had a nice morning together moaning and groaning about how boring it all is!
then Emilia came and I made some snide comment about her getting off early on NYE w/o doing any work. She bent batso and I knew I had/shouldn't have crossed that line with her. Shouldn't have said a thing. I just don't like Emilia much. especially after the Candi fiasco. She should have been gone and not C. But that's the way the ball bounces. E. will play the race card. She might pull it with HBTN about my remarks. You know what? I didn't say another word after she got started, "i don't need this job!' etc. etc. etc. She also went on and on about Kim and should have said it to her face and not to her co-workers and I felt like saying "Write a letter" but I literally bit my tongue. I did another time too when something she was yammering about was just too rich to pass over, but I did. She is a semi-lazy worker. She does not want to do much other than bull and shoot the breeze with the customers. I saw her in action the day she spilt the ice tea and spend a good hour or so farting around while I was going crazy running the floor. I hope she goes to the grill. I for one will not miss her. The kitchen will eat her up. She is funny, but not a good worker in my opinion, IMO.
Bridget wants me to front her her income tax money. I may do it, who knows. She certainly made more money that she ever has before. Good for her and I'm certain its even more since only tips on credit cards are reported. I am proud of her. But, she still should get the majority of her money back. I hope.
I wish more things exciting happened or are on my brain. Misplaced my Manifesto and now I have to recreate it from the picture I took for the Manifesto SS entry. And I am going to try and hold myself accountable for the list. I recall when we once all got together for Coke and wrote down our goals for the coming year. Then we wrote how we planned to get there. The steps needed and back up plans in case it did not work. Liked that and it really helped to achieve the goals that year. It gave yo focus.
Like How am I going to find another job/#1) where am I going to be? If its here, then I need to look here. If its there then I need to look there. I have a list somewhere of major employers in the area of Tupelo and I will tailor make my resume - or at least t sounds good to me.
#2) Jewelry - the loupe is on the way. Ineed to beef up my inventory for on-line selling. I want to be in some festivals and or road side shows like the 127 show and or Court Days. Those are fun. Also I need to jump start the S&D thing.
3) Senior Citizen interviews. I just need to contact the nursing homes and make some volunteer overtures. It's that simple. I could join a writing group. meet-up. Add in the paper - online groups.
4) CSA -here or MS we will find out
5) Make more time for letter writing and note card sending. I should just wake up earlier. I have been sleeping like a log for nights now!I have to be near 750 words and whoop there it is!
Back at work and it is OK. I am working on the gift card report and it is a pain in the butt b/c of the enormous amt. we sold for the holidays. I went to work at the Bucket yesterday and it was terrible. In the respect that it was packed and no one was buying. After the holidays no one was much in the mood. They didn't want to chat either, or maybe that was me! lol. I am burnt out at the Bucket, but I know that I prefer working nights vrs. days. The customers/guests stand around in packs looking at the dining room and counting the minutes until it is time to enter the dining room. Our new collections are nice, but nothing like the Xmas displays. People grabbing and buying and wrapping and kids everywhere. They were everywhere this week end. Kara and I had a nice morning together moaning and groaning about how boring it all is!
then Emilia came and I made some snide comment about her getting off early on NYE w/o doing any work. She bent batso and I knew I had/shouldn't have crossed that line with her. Shouldn't have said a thing. I just don't like Emilia much. especially after the Candi fiasco. She should have been gone and not C. But that's the way the ball bounces. E. will play the race card. She might pull it with HBTN about my remarks. You know what? I didn't say another word after she got started, "i don't need this job!' etc. etc. etc. She also went on and on about Kim and should have said it to her face and not to her co-workers and I felt like saying "Write a letter" but I literally bit my tongue. I did another time too when something she was yammering about was just too rich to pass over, but I did. She is a semi-lazy worker. She does not want to do much other than bull and shoot the breeze with the customers. I saw her in action the day she spilt the ice tea and spend a good hour or so farting around while I was going crazy running the floor. I hope she goes to the grill. I for one will not miss her. The kitchen will eat her up. She is funny, but not a good worker in my opinion, IMO.
Bridget wants me to front her her income tax money. I may do it, who knows. She certainly made more money that she ever has before. Good for her and I'm certain its even more since only tips on credit cards are reported. I am proud of her. But, she still should get the majority of her money back. I hope.
I wish more things exciting happened or are on my brain. Misplaced my Manifesto and now I have to recreate it from the picture I took for the Manifesto SS entry. And I am going to try and hold myself accountable for the list. I recall when we once all got together for Coke and wrote down our goals for the coming year. Then we wrote how we planned to get there. The steps needed and back up plans in case it did not work. Liked that and it really helped to achieve the goals that year. It gave yo focus.
Like How am I going to find another job/#1) where am I going to be? If its here, then I need to look here. If its there then I need to look there. I have a list somewhere of major employers in the area of Tupelo and I will tailor make my resume - or at least t sounds good to me.
#2) Jewelry - the loupe is on the way. Ineed to beef up my inventory for on-line selling. I want to be in some festivals and or road side shows like the 127 show and or Court Days. Those are fun. Also I need to jump start the S&D thing.
3) Senior Citizen interviews. I just need to contact the nursing homes and make some volunteer overtures. It's that simple. I could join a writing group. meet-up. Add in the paper - online groups.
4) CSA -here or MS we will find out
5) Make more time for letter writing and note card sending. I should just wake up earlier. I have been sleeping like a log for nights now!I have to be near 750 words and whoop there it is!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
750 words jan 2nd style
Hey cool. I am on a six day streak! It's closing in on 6am and I have been up for a little while now, since about 515ish. I remember all those years where 5am was the norm for a wake up call. I used the alarm clock back then - had to. Over none years with Coke and I miss it still three and 1/2 years later. It will stay with me forever, once a Coke girl always. I did like Home Market because I was always busy. I had a structure that I need. I need structure. I love being able to fly my own plane, but I need structure. One of my manifesto's is to take my job seriously. In a nutshell,t his means structure. Having a plan every day! And I could go it and still have my "day dreaming time"
Yesterday I posted the pictures of the Fitz Xmas and had a nice back and forth with Laura Burke and Hugh commented on one of the photo's - the one with Dan putting the drawers on over his pants. Mom has been giving Dan a set of Boxers for many years. Always fun. This year the Zink kids go a box on moldy bread. Man oh man was that funny. Priceless picture of their reaction. Laura tells me that they are having an 85th for her Mom in April. Could we possible get Mom to go? Maybe - but traveling is so hard on her. We'll see.
Woke up with a little sore throat. Yuck. Is my body's immune system in disarray since the stomach virus? I bought a bottle of Naproxen yesterday b/c my hip hurts so much and I think its a reoccurred of the bursitis and fear that it is arthritis and or my hip needs replacements. lol. The naproxen seems to help more than the ibprophen for sure.
Spoke to Bridgt 2X yesterday and both times she was upset distraught and crying. I try to coach her to help her util Wednesday when she gets the methodone clinic under her belt and life will be back to the way it was three years ago. At least I understand she needs the structure and the support she will get at the clinic. I hate to think she is in the midst of a life long addiction and treatment program. The money she will shell out - here is where I need to say that Ineed to go to Al-Anon so that it is not me shelling it out. I think she wants to change and become responsible and have a new set of friends but how she is to do it? Don't know.
I miss my GiSt writing. What wonderful things happened yesterday?
1) Had a whole afternoon to myself. Joe home at 8ish and I home at 2ish. Read the InStyle mag and posted pictures on FB and just farted around a little.
2) Drank three beers and they were delish. Woke up w/o hangover!
3) The simplicity of two boiled eggs. Since I am becoming obsesses with food since I am trying to follow this WW core diet it is becoming abundantly (lol) clear that simplicity is where it's at. From the farm not the factory. I have beans soaking for a bean soup, and the carcass of the chicken is in the refrigerator for soup stock for the next killer squash soup!
4) The petite fours from Figi. I was chowing down on them and then I let Joe take them off with him. Those rail roader's will love them!
5) FB in general. Sometimes I love it, sometimes I just am an outsider looking in and not really participating - but the fact that I am able to connect with my cousins (thought Laura is really kind of a 2nd cousin) and Hugh - definitely a 2nd cousin, it's just marvelous!
I woke up early so that I could do some things around the house that I normally would not do later in the day. I found it unrealistic that I would clean the kitchen or the living room in the late afternoon. Or do the taxes for the IRS though I better and I better start sending them money!
I need now to purchase a micro lens for the camera to photograph the jewelry that I hope to sell on ESTY. I have no idea what to price the pixies but I am certain trial and error will ensue. We will see.
Happy second day in January, first day of the GiSt 2011 style.
I also need a lap top - hmmmmmmmmm.
Yesterday I posted the pictures of the Fitz Xmas and had a nice back and forth with Laura Burke and Hugh commented on one of the photo's - the one with Dan putting the drawers on over his pants. Mom has been giving Dan a set of Boxers for many years. Always fun. This year the Zink kids go a box on moldy bread. Man oh man was that funny. Priceless picture of their reaction. Laura tells me that they are having an 85th for her Mom in April. Could we possible get Mom to go? Maybe - but traveling is so hard on her. We'll see.
Woke up with a little sore throat. Yuck. Is my body's immune system in disarray since the stomach virus? I bought a bottle of Naproxen yesterday b/c my hip hurts so much and I think its a reoccurred of the bursitis and fear that it is arthritis and or my hip needs replacements. lol. The naproxen seems to help more than the ibprophen for sure.
Spoke to Bridgt 2X yesterday and both times she was upset distraught and crying. I try to coach her to help her util Wednesday when she gets the methodone clinic under her belt and life will be back to the way it was three years ago. At least I understand she needs the structure and the support she will get at the clinic. I hate to think she is in the midst of a life long addiction and treatment program. The money she will shell out - here is where I need to say that Ineed to go to Al-Anon so that it is not me shelling it out. I think she wants to change and become responsible and have a new set of friends but how she is to do it? Don't know.
I miss my GiSt writing. What wonderful things happened yesterday?
1) Had a whole afternoon to myself. Joe home at 8ish and I home at 2ish. Read the InStyle mag and posted pictures on FB and just farted around a little.
2) Drank three beers and they were delish. Woke up w/o hangover!
3) The simplicity of two boiled eggs. Since I am becoming obsesses with food since I am trying to follow this WW core diet it is becoming abundantly (lol) clear that simplicity is where it's at. From the farm not the factory. I have beans soaking for a bean soup, and the carcass of the chicken is in the refrigerator for soup stock for the next killer squash soup!
4) The petite fours from Figi. I was chowing down on them and then I let Joe take them off with him. Those rail roader's will love them!
5) FB in general. Sometimes I love it, sometimes I just am an outsider looking in and not really participating - but the fact that I am able to connect with my cousins (thought Laura is really kind of a 2nd cousin) and Hugh - definitely a 2nd cousin, it's just marvelous!
I woke up early so that I could do some things around the house that I normally would not do later in the day. I found it unrealistic that I would clean the kitchen or the living room in the late afternoon. Or do the taxes for the IRS though I better and I better start sending them money!
I need now to purchase a micro lens for the camera to photograph the jewelry that I hope to sell on ESTY. I have no idea what to price the pixies but I am certain trial and error will ensue. We will see.
Happy second day in January, first day of the GiSt 2011 style.
I also need a lap top - hmmmmmmmmm.
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