Bad Blogger

I'm a bad blogger. There are stories. There are pictures, but there are too many at times. It seems like a lost cause. But I figure, slow and steady...

So I was home a few weeks ago and my sister and I went to lunch. Mom and Dad were on their way to Milwaukee for a wedding. When we got home, the smoke detectors were going off and there was a waterfall from the attic to the basement. A pipe had burst and was spewing water through the levels of the house. Fortunately, we were able to shut off the water, call mom and dad before they got onto their plane and manage to kinda save some stuff. We tore through the garage getting all the plastic containers that we could to collect water falling from the lights and ceiling. It was a mess. Fortunately, things are getting back to normal I think. So I hear. I am glad that Jill and I were there to catch it early enough so the entire house didn't float away.

Here are some pics. Yes, I took pics in the midst of it all. This is after we shut off the water. There was nothing to do but let it drain itself out of the guts of the house. So...I got my camera. And updated my Facebook status. My sister was very certain to alert mom to my dedication to my Facebook profile when they got home and things calmed down a bit.

Here is the album of pics I took while I was back home...fun times...

Back Home - Jan 09

So Cute!

Late to Class Rant

So I make it a habit to get to class about 10-15 minutes before it's supposed to start. It's a job of sorts for me. You show up on time, so that when class is supposed to start, you're ready. Books, binders, pencil and paper for note taking. The normal, well, seemingly normal process. Last night I arrived to class early, as always. At 4:55p my teacher had started talking. There were a few people missing from class, but I have come to realize I am the exception by showing up early. Well, one guy walks in about 5 minutes late. No big deal, asks what he's missed. Which floored me. Was the professor really going to stop class to tell this kid what he had missed in the five minutes that he decided he couldn't show up on time?! So the prof kind of ignores the question and moves on with the lecture. Then, almost 30-40 minutes later this chick walks in. She sits down, apologizes and asks what she missed. I wanted to go smack her on the side of the head. The part that gets me is that she's not some kid fresh out of high school. She looks to be in her late 30's. She works in some spinal implant company or something. She was talking about it on the first day of class. You'd think she'd realize you can't show up 40 minutes late to class and expect the professor to stop teaching all of us who got there on time to catch her up. I was grateful that I am not the person that thinks the world revolves around me.

Yes, I realize something may have happened. She may have been in an accident or had kid issues or fallen off a bridge and had to swim to safety before the current swept her away...but, really? Stop the entire class for you?

It drove me a little bit crazy...

Other than that things are going pretty well at school.

Hot and Cold

Today when I went to school it was 75 degrees. Tonight, this is what is on my trash can. It amazes me how it can alter so much! I wish my car were out in the elements for a snowy/sleety picture. She is tucked in the garage though and will be nice and warm in the morning when I have to go to work. I could only use the trash can because my glasses are from 8th grade and I can't see very well! So that is all I could see that had anything on it. The car across the street is covered, but i'm not going to go out in my pjs to take a picture of that!



I think I need to move someplace where it actually snows. Maybe one season will get it out of my system...

Windmill

This is the second time that i've seen this convoy of windmill blades while driving up to school. The first time there was one truck with two blades. This time there were two trucks with two blades each. They are massive. Huge. Enormous. I can't imagine how large the actual windmill is. I saw them being made on "Really Big Things" one time. They're amazing.

Junior League

This is where I have been for the last 5 days. More or less, I have been in this booth more than my own home. I am so glad that my shifts are over and am guilty others will take over the task of smiling and selling. Today I heard this "You are the sales woman...nice job...I'll take 3 (instead of just two)."

I had to chuckle inside. As a salesperson I am not. I stand back. I let people smell our candles. I do not push them into anyone's face or ask them if they'd like to smell. I give them the information that they need and back away. Maybe this is good, maybe not. All I know is that i'm exhausted and going to go to bed as soon as I can get this load of laundry into the dryer.

Up early tomorrow to prepare for mom, dad, grandma and grandpa's arrivals.


Bad lighting, but in focus.

Salt and Pepper

I had my hair cut yesterday. So, today while in the bathroom at work, under the wonderful lighting, I saw my reality. All of the color is out of my hair and all that is left are gray hairs sprouting out. I mentioned it to RJ at the office and she said that she pulls out her gray and I told her today that if I pulled out all of the gray on the top of my head, it would take hours and I could quite possibly be bald...

27...and having to dye all of my hair to cover up the gray.

I guess things could be worse. I could have had my toes amputated. Thanks for the reality check Jill.