*Happy dance*!

So, in 24 hours, I shall be yelling everything to be able to hear it over the ringing in my ears... After 20 (or so) years of waiting, I GET TO SEE MEATLOAF LIVE!!!

Okay, alright, I know his voice isn't what it used to be... But this has been my dream forever! His voice, and Jim Steinmans music, have shaped my musical life. I've had opportunities to see him before, and something has always happened.

This concert will mark the official end of the birthday crazies. For this year anyway.

Pics of the craziness to follow. (:

As usual my pretties...

Thanks for Noticing me!

Slacking off again!

Okay, so not really, but it feels like it. I'm picking up on my yarn work, I got commissioned to make a set of shawls! (: Yay!

And I want to finish a pile of projects.
Add to that that I have a month of pics stored on my camera that I haven't transferred yet...

So just a quickie tonight...
How incongruous is it, to see a small, gold station wagon pull into the gas station, with 4 fully turned out Tibetan Monks inside?! I'm going to hell. I am, I am. Because the first thought that popped into my head was "How many Monks does it take to fill a gas tank?". I am, I am.

A U-scan issue... A woman asks how to do a produce item, not uncommon. BUT.
Me; Does it have a 4 digit number printed anywhere?"

DB, (Dumb broad);, Ummmm, no.

Me; "Okeydokey, so you want to touch the "NO bar code" icon on the screen.

DB; Which one is that?

Me;(*really?*)

The picture of a bar code with a line through it.

DB; Now what?

Me; Well, it's a veggie right? Touch the vegetable icon.

DB; Which one is that?

O.o

Me; The picture of the vegetables?

She finally finds the item, and tries to put it in the bag...

Me; Ma'am? It's asking you to type in the quantity so it can weigh it, and you can put it in the bag...

DB; What's a 'quantity'?

*REPEATED headdesk*

That is one reason why I hatehatehate the u-scan.

So, back to work! And as usual...

Thanks for noticing me!

Is it over yet?

Someone on one of my knitting support sites posted a thread about UFOs. Un-Finished Objects. (: It definitely inspired me to get my butt in gear. I've finished another layette set, and picked up my sons' sweater again. You know, the one that was supposed to be for last Christmas? (:

I came up with a plan, and promptly swerved right off the path. Well, no more.

I think it's over for the next few weeks, then comes birthday craziness for 2 weeks... 3 weeks?

Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaa! Thanks, I just needed to get that out of my system.

Lots happening at the end of July, and beginning of August.

The promised pics of the first layette set, and the twins blankets.

Thanks for Noticing me!

ps. Sorry for the disjointed post, my computer lost half the post, but that's okay, it was worthless anyway! (:

Better late than never?

Wow this week has been crazy!

So, between school trips, meds for the boys not getting filled/ picked up, and brought to the school, and #1's bizarre test schedule, and #2's stepping up ceremony, and work.... I'm tired. But all that ends today! Well, tomorrow, (for 2 months anyway).

I can't believe next year I'll have 2 High School students. *sigh*

In 31 days, we'll be off on our family trip, YAY! It has been changed and re-arranged so often, I can't believe it's finally settled. (:

Here's the deal...

The boys belong to separate chapters of a program here in town, and a charity group has taken an interest in the program, and every year sends them on some great trip, at least until they age out... Which happened 2 years into #1s group.

This year they want to take #2's group to California... Ummm, 13 years old, on a plane, on the *opposite* coast from here, with out me? No. And ever since I told them he wouldn't be going... I feel like a pariah! Everyone treats me like I'm the bad mom because I won't let him go. Sorry, due to all those reasons above, and a couple other issues I have... N. O.

So originally, to make it up to him, we were going to do the family vaca. at Universal Studios Orlando. Then I ran into a few snags. I've *never* been on a plane. Not sure I want to be on a man- made version of a bumblebee. My mom isn't too cool on the idea of planes either. I hate crowds, and I hate heat, and I hate humidity... Orlando Fl. in August? Sooooo..... (But maybe for winter break next year?)

Now we are hitting our favorite amusement park, getting (got) him a new bed, painting their room in their favorite sports teams colors, and a few other surprises. (:

So, am I bad mommy for not letting them take my 13 year old to the opposite coast, without me?

Thanks for noticing me!

ps... some of Mother Natures' awesomeness for ya! From right out of my window!

http://youtu.be/GAZ7zFF1hWY

Petty revenge

I think I may not be suitable for retail work any longer. Either that or I am seriously burnt out from working the U-scan. Lately I find myself turning all green and scaly and red-eyed at the least provocation.

Case 1. A relatively busy moment in the morning, a guy is scanning his things, and it seems to be going okay, until... He scanned something, but it didn't read, *but* another machine *did* beep. (Cue annoying female voice)

"Please remove the last item from the bag, and scan it, before placing it in the bag"

Whereupon this perfectly normal guy turns into a ravening moron. He repeatedly picks up the item, and *SLAMS* it back in the bag.

*rolling eyes...Pleasant smile*

"Sir, the item you're trying to bag didn't scan yet"

"IT DAMN WELL DID SCAN! I HEARD IT!"

boyyoudidnotjustyellatme!

*pointing* Do you SEE it on the screen?!" And yes, this was said loudly, and with much snark.

Happily he didn't complain, and did apologize to me for yelling in the first place. That. Was a. First.

Cases 2-? Please refrain from throwing things on the counter and ignoring me, because I have reached the point where not only will I ignore whatever it is you tossed on the counter, I will ignore you too.

Today alone, this happened 3 times! A man walked in, I already had a customer, and he tossed a winning scratch off ticket on the counter and walked away toward the lottery machine. Really? by the time I was done with the other person, he had wandered back to me, and *PUSHED IT CLOSER TO ME* still not saying a word, so I walked away. Wonder of wonders... he wasn't American. "You make cash?" No, I wish I did buddy.

Another walked in, tossed a 20 on the counter, and went to go pump his gas. again... Really? He was lucky no one took the money, because I left it there, and 5 minutes later he came in, "I paid for my gas but it isn't pumping.

"I'm sorry, I haven't had anyone *ask me* to authorize a pump in nearly half an hour sir."

"My money is right there"

"Oh! I thought someone just left it there."

Say it with me people... "Really?!" And as usual,

Thanks for Noticing me!

Bibliophile

Yeah, I might have mentioned before that I am a rabid reader. *Someone* thought it would be a good idea to get me an e-reader.

Did you know there are FREE books to read?! Not bad ones either, There are like, a BAZZILION books under 3.00!!!! *Without* having to hunt in yard sales and library sales!

No wonder I never get anything done!

This is the cover I made for it. This is what happens when they want upwards of $60. for a cover and all of the choices are ugly.

Spring!

It's *GREEN* again! And *flowery*!

Okay, more top tomfoolery...

Why are people surprised when I say I can't accept Canadian coins? I won't accept Euros either... helloooo!

At the station, there is a shelf, a scanner/ scale, and a bag scale. If you step up to it, doesn't it make sense to put your items on the shelf so you can scan them over the scanner and then place it in the bag, or at least on the scale? It's all assembly line easy, but alas, no. Why must people try to place their 6" thick items on the 2" frame around the scanner, then give me the stink eye when the machine tells them to remove the item from the scanner? Or expect me to run back and get a new one when it falls off and smashes? The customer is N O T!! always right.

I respect peoples right to be as big as a house, being moderately round myself, I can sympathize. But please... for the love of vitamin A... PLEASE make sure your clothes fit! I do NOT want to see your hairy nasty belly sagging out from under your shirt and over your pants! I don't think it's appropriate at all to be messing around with (ass)crack in public either. Girls... it is NOT sexy to walk around with your button and zipper open because they won't close, and I'm so glad you're happy to be pregnant, mazel-tov! but seriously, I don't want to see your veiny, stretch-marked belly hangin' out, pull your shirt back down!

Any pet- peeves to mention?

Shall we start a "Give the Fashion- Challenged a mirror" charity drive?

As usual folks...

Thanks for Noticing me!