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I just saw an employee wearing TAFATTA pants. Ladies, you'll understand my horror. For your education men, tafatta is strictly formal. That is a sin that is simply not committed...until now.
31 July 2003
Horrible Days
These last two days can be chocked up to two of my most miserable days, at least of recent.
Tuesday: I work really hard to improve a database at work that I created awhile ago. It works great, but there were some things that I wanted to streamline and reports that I wanted to add. To add the reports, I had to change around some things. Anyway, at that moment in time the devil with all of his forces of evil caused a network glitch. We won't discuss the devastating results. I'm still angry...and YES, thank you! I KNOW that I should have backed it up! Actually, I did, but it wasn't very recent. At least I have something to work from since I did back it up awhile ago though. I didn't lose any data integrity either, which is a huge relief, but I am still angry because the whole thing could have been avoided if the dice didn't get rolled to torture me needlessly. Eric gave me roses for my horrible day though, so that was good :)
Wednesday: That was a short enough time ago that I probably shouldn't discuss it, but I'm going to anyway. I took a vacation day to
Well, let's just say between the Park conversation and the fact that my husband decided that Wednesday would be the perfect day to set up the new computer, thus delaying all my work (which you might notice is all computer work!) to a disasterous late hour.
My positives: Our marriage will survive the decision to set up the computer that day, I did get a new computer with a flat panel monitor, and I had a really good Tae Kwon Do class ;)
These last two days can be chocked up to two of my most miserable days, at least of recent.
Tuesday: I work really hard to improve a database at work that I created awhile ago. It works great, but there were some things that I wanted to streamline and reports that I wanted to add. To add the reports, I had to change around some things. Anyway, at that moment in time the devil with all of his forces of evil caused a network glitch. We won't discuss the devastating results. I'm still angry...and YES, thank you! I KNOW that I should have backed it up! Actually, I did, but it wasn't very recent. At least I have something to work from since I did back it up awhile ago though. I didn't lose any data integrity either, which is a huge relief, but I am still angry because the whole thing could have been avoided if the dice didn't get rolled to torture me needlessly. Eric gave me roses for my horrible day though, so that was good :)
Wednesday: That was a short enough time ago that I probably shouldn't discuss it, but I'm going to anyway. I took a vacation day to
- edit the Dan Shi Promotion Log (several edits)
- do my homework (recently homework has ranged from 2-7 hours a day...and no, I'm not stupid! I never would have believe that the Masters level was so different than the Bachelors until now.)
- eBay some stuff I want to sell
- work on putting the database forms (mentioned above) back together, and
- finish another work project
Well, let's just say between the Park conversation and the fact that my husband decided that Wednesday would be the perfect day to set up the new computer, thus delaying all my work (which you might notice is all computer work!) to a disasterous late hour.
My positives: Our marriage will survive the decision to set up the computer that day, I did get a new computer with a flat panel monitor, and I had a really good Tae Kwon Do class ;)
25 July 2003
Too many girls?
I was a little annoyed at the statement of an Iraqi-American's statement on TV...
Whoa, wait a minute. Too many? I realize that he might have been just trying to say they were bad because they hurt and raped, but I felt a little offended by the "too many" comment. How many is too many? You get the first five free then you're bad? I don't know...maybe I'm just touchy.
I was a little annoyed at the statement of an Iraqi-American's statement on TV...
Uday and Qusay were very bad people...they hurt too many people and raped too many girls...
Whoa, wait a minute. Too many? I realize that he might have been just trying to say they were bad because they hurt and raped, but I felt a little offended by the "too many" comment. How many is too many? You get the first five free then you're bad? I don't know...maybe I'm just touchy.
Life is returning!
My life seems to be coming to a wonderful new level! Because of the required reading, research and papers involved with the Masters, and the growth of Dan Shi Club, AND my new marriage, I have come to the recent decision that I simply cannot keep working at full time level anymore. I enjoy my position (a weird mix of insurance knowledge, organizational skills, and technical ability) as a Risk Management Rep, but the hours eat into some of my most valuable time in the afternoon. So over a period of time, this coversation ensued:
Me: Given the huge amount of time that I have saved through streamlining processes, would you consider part time?
Employers: No.
Me: Then due to the time involved with my husband, further education, and Dan Shi Club, I do not feel that I can continue in this position.
Employers: So what kind of part time where you thinking?
Me: How about 8-12 M-F with freedom to take unpaid vacation without any problems?
Employers: errr...we think that we need more hours. We'll take 8-1, no lunch, M-F.
Me: How about 8-12 M-F with freedom to take unpaid vacation without any problems?
Employers: That'll work.
My life seems to be coming to a wonderful new level! Because of the required reading, research and papers involved with the Masters, and the growth of Dan Shi Club, AND my new marriage, I have come to the recent decision that I simply cannot keep working at full time level anymore. I enjoy my position (a weird mix of insurance knowledge, organizational skills, and technical ability) as a Risk Management Rep, but the hours eat into some of my most valuable time in the afternoon. So over a period of time, this coversation ensued:
Me: Given the huge amount of time that I have saved through streamlining processes, would you consider part time?
Employers: No.
Me: Then due to the time involved with my husband, further education, and Dan Shi Club, I do not feel that I can continue in this position.
Employers: So what kind of part time where you thinking?
Me: How about 8-12 M-F with freedom to take unpaid vacation without any problems?
Employers: errr...we think that we need more hours. We'll take 8-1, no lunch, M-F.
Me: How about 8-12 M-F with freedom to take unpaid vacation without any problems?
Employers: That'll work.
24 July 2003
23 July 2003
22 July 2003
Our Justices
I've never really considered our Supreme Court Justices to have a personality or style of decorating in their office. So I found this article interesting, as well as the gallery of pictures going through the offices.
I've never really considered our Supreme Court Justices to have a personality or style of decorating in their office. So I found this article interesting, as well as the gallery of pictures going through the offices.
21 July 2003
Opposite sex
I have fallen in love with a certain yoga tape that has really helped my strength level, so I had Eric give it a try. I stuck in the tape and started mediating in the typical yoga manner. Suddenly, my world is invaded with the horrified voice of my husband, "is he gay"? My first feeling was annoyance of my interrupted mediation for this somewhat obvious and pointless statement. Who cares? I tend to appreciate gays because they dress a lot better anyway, and hey, I'm certainly not bothered with any sexual advances! They tend to be very sensitive about emotions, feelings, and health too. Later I started wondering why straight guys are so repulsed by gays. Trying to put the shoe on the other foot, I made myself think of lesbian contact I've had. I prefer not to be "eyed", but I don't have a problem with being with them either. Granted, I don't want to go out and just "bum" with them, but no, I am not repulsed and slide towards the nearest exit. Maybe it's just me, but guys seem a lot more sensitive about each other's sexual preference than women. I don't think of it as a negative or positive, but just wonder why sometimes.
I have fallen in love with a certain yoga tape that has really helped my strength level, so I had Eric give it a try. I stuck in the tape and started mediating in the typical yoga manner. Suddenly, my world is invaded with the horrified voice of my husband, "is he gay"? My first feeling was annoyance of my interrupted mediation for this somewhat obvious and pointless statement. Who cares? I tend to appreciate gays because they dress a lot better anyway, and hey, I'm certainly not bothered with any sexual advances! They tend to be very sensitive about emotions, feelings, and health too. Later I started wondering why straight guys are so repulsed by gays. Trying to put the shoe on the other foot, I made myself think of lesbian contact I've had. I prefer not to be "eyed", but I don't have a problem with being with them either. Granted, I don't want to go out and just "bum" with them, but no, I am not repulsed and slide towards the nearest exit. Maybe it's just me, but guys seem a lot more sensitive about each other's sexual preference than women. I don't think of it as a negative or positive, but just wonder why sometimes.
17 July 2003
Ow!
I've been stubbing and spraining my left pinkie toe pretty regularly recently, but I really went and did it last night on the table leg. Somehow I got the leg caught on the toe and it went in a direction is not supposed to go! After much wailing and getting all the attention I could possibly squeeze out of Eric, I realized that I would have to break down and buddy-splint it. I typically don't wrap or splint toes or fingers if they become injured because I almost feel like something will heal faster or I won't feel pain if I just ignore it, but there is no ignoring this one.
I started my Masters online today with University of Pheonix. I was initially turned off from the university because it's very annoying advertising, but it turns out that they are accredited, and the place that my alma mater (Bachelors degreee) copied their online program, which is pretty decent. I took the classroom style Bachelors, but ended up taking some online elective courses to get done more quickly. I hate first classes though. It's always the "team bonding" thing, and for those who know me, I don't "bond" well. Oh well...from what I've seen so far, which isn't much, I think it will go all right.
I've been stubbing and spraining my left pinkie toe pretty regularly recently, but I really went and did it last night on the table leg. Somehow I got the leg caught on the toe and it went in a direction is not supposed to go! After much wailing and getting all the attention I could possibly squeeze out of Eric, I realized that I would have to break down and buddy-splint it. I typically don't wrap or splint toes or fingers if they become injured because I almost feel like something will heal faster or I won't feel pain if I just ignore it, but there is no ignoring this one.
I started my Masters online today with University of Pheonix. I was initially turned off from the university because it's very annoying advertising, but it turns out that they are accredited, and the place that my alma mater (Bachelors degreee) copied their online program, which is pretty decent. I took the classroom style Bachelors, but ended up taking some online elective courses to get done more quickly. I hate first classes though. It's always the "team bonding" thing, and for those who know me, I don't "bond" well. Oh well...from what I've seen so far, which isn't much, I think it will go all right.
16 July 2003
Bwa ha ha
It was my unfortunate lot to get the network printer, so my coworkers can bop in and out of my office. Normally, I wouldn't take offense to this except they also break into my hermit-like working atmosphere for multiple social moments at a time, making me ... irritable. Therefore, I take great enjoyment in hitting "CANCEL" when it runs out of paper and the dialog box comes on my computer screen to retry or cancel for the print job...I think what amuses me mostly is that nobody can figure out why they print jobs are not consistently running. I overheard one person suggesting to call the Help Desk :) I think I should feel guilty for such unproductive action, but I can't help myself!
It was my unfortunate lot to get the network printer, so my coworkers can bop in and out of my office. Normally, I wouldn't take offense to this except they also break into my hermit-like working atmosphere for multiple social moments at a time, making me ... irritable. Therefore, I take great enjoyment in hitting "CANCEL" when it runs out of paper and the dialog box comes on my computer screen to retry or cancel for the print job...I think what amuses me mostly is that nobody can figure out why they print jobs are not consistently running. I overheard one person suggesting to call the Help Desk :) I think I should feel guilty for such unproductive action, but I can't help myself!
14 July 2003
Why me?
How many people get a cold in the summer? *arg* It's ridiculous that I have one. I get them all the time in the winter, but the summer? On a better note, I think I've found a nice little hobby. I have this huge problem in that I make hobbies either competitive, or a major way of life, therefore eliminating them from "hobby" mode. So I was standing in Bates Art Store with my mother, completely bored out of my mind because I had nothing in particular to do for the day except to dread work. I start flipping through sketch books and was looking through the colored pencils and off handedly remarked that I loved colored pencils and wished I could sketch better. My mother seized the moment, ever joyful that her wayward daughter that has rejected creating art (I do appreciate it), was perhaps returning to the family fold of artistry. Mum is a lovely artist who is constantly critical of her own work, even though it's totally fabulous. So she loaded me up with a sketch book that is my level, i.e., children's level, Mars eraser, pencil sharpener stipends, or something like that. They are little pencils that smudge color together. I dared not hang my first sketch on the wall of my office though (I am immensely proud of it) because my co-workers will probably ask if one of my child Tae Kwon Do students made it for me. I found it totally relaxing and enjoyable though...and non-competitive!
How many people get a cold in the summer? *arg* It's ridiculous that I have one. I get them all the time in the winter, but the summer? On a better note, I think I've found a nice little hobby. I have this huge problem in that I make hobbies either competitive, or a major way of life, therefore eliminating them from "hobby" mode. So I was standing in Bates Art Store with my mother, completely bored out of my mind because I had nothing in particular to do for the day except to dread work. I start flipping through sketch books and was looking through the colored pencils and off handedly remarked that I loved colored pencils and wished I could sketch better. My mother seized the moment, ever joyful that her wayward daughter that has rejected creating art (I do appreciate it), was perhaps returning to the family fold of artistry. Mum is a lovely artist who is constantly critical of her own work, even though it's totally fabulous. So she loaded me up with a sketch book that is my level, i.e., children's level, Mars eraser, pencil sharpener stipends, or something like that. They are little pencils that smudge color together. I dared not hang my first sketch on the wall of my office though (I am immensely proud of it) because my co-workers will probably ask if one of my child Tae Kwon Do students made it for me. I found it totally relaxing and enjoyable though...and non-competitive!
11 July 2003
Excited again
I am very happy now because we just made flight and hotel reservations to London for our Christmas holiday (week before Christmas). I would go every year, sometimes twice a year before I got married, so it's been annoying to me that I couldn't go this year. However, I have discovered that you can get some really awesome rates if you buy the flight/hotel package. The package cost about the same as what the total flight or total hotel bill for the week would have cost on it's own, so keep that in mind for your travels! The coolest part is that we'll be arriving the morning of our wedding day anniversary, so that will be very special. AND, the hotel is only 3 blocks from Herrod's, the world's most awesome place to Christmas shop :) Life is glorious.
I am very happy now because we just made flight and hotel reservations to London for our Christmas holiday (week before Christmas). I would go every year, sometimes twice a year before I got married, so it's been annoying to me that I couldn't go this year. However, I have discovered that you can get some really awesome rates if you buy the flight/hotel package. The package cost about the same as what the total flight or total hotel bill for the week would have cost on it's own, so keep that in mind for your travels! The coolest part is that we'll be arriving the morning of our wedding day anniversary, so that will be very special. AND, the hotel is only 3 blocks from Herrod's, the world's most awesome place to Christmas shop :) Life is glorious.
08 July 2003
Back in the Grind
I've rediscovered my hatred for work. At least corporate work.
The summer holiday was great, although I refuse to fully classify it as a holiday since I worked and starved for most of it. More details here. Oh, and FYI, NEVER vacation in Knoxville. There is nothing there except Arby's, the funky little bistro that has good queso, and this awesome Italian restaurant that has great food and ambiance.
Once the tournament was over, Eric and I went down to Smokey Mountain National Park since I've discovered that my husband has not been anywhere except Pennsylvania and Pigeon Forge/Gatlinburg as a kid. Even though he was that close to the park, he was apparently deprived of the lovely nature there, so he was in 7th Heaven as I drove through the top portion of the park and showed him Meig's waterfall. Thank you, mom and dad, for taking me on a lot of vacations!
I was barely aware, with all of the Tae Kwon Do festivities, that there was a major holiday involved with the weekend, so I was mildly suprised that there was a fireworks show in Knoxville. Firstly, because I had forgotten that it was July 4, and secondly, because I didn't realize that dead town had the resources. Apparently, people do live there though because there was quite a turn-out. I was relieved that it was no longer a ghost town. I also found it ironic that it was my boss' French counterpart that emailed me a "Happy 227th Fourth of July". Until then, I hadn't really noticed that it was the 227th anniversary.
I've rediscovered my hatred for work. At least corporate work.
The summer holiday was great, although I refuse to fully classify it as a holiday since I worked and starved for most of it. More details here. Oh, and FYI, NEVER vacation in Knoxville. There is nothing there except Arby's, the funky little bistro that has good queso, and this awesome Italian restaurant that has great food and ambiance.
Once the tournament was over, Eric and I went down to Smokey Mountain National Park since I've discovered that my husband has not been anywhere except Pennsylvania and Pigeon Forge/Gatlinburg as a kid. Even though he was that close to the park, he was apparently deprived of the lovely nature there, so he was in 7th Heaven as I drove through the top portion of the park and showed him Meig's waterfall. Thank you, mom and dad, for taking me on a lot of vacations!
I was barely aware, with all of the Tae Kwon Do festivities, that there was a major holiday involved with the weekend, so I was mildly suprised that there was a fireworks show in Knoxville. Firstly, because I had forgotten that it was July 4, and secondly, because I didn't realize that dead town had the resources. Apparently, people do live there though because there was quite a turn-out. I was relieved that it was no longer a ghost town. I also found it ironic that it was my boss' French counterpart that emailed me a "Happy 227th Fourth of July". Until then, I hadn't really noticed that it was the 227th anniversary.
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