I am alive. I have decided to boycott work for the rest of the day (except for a short time needed to update a spreadsheet or two). You see, it had been a friggin' week since I read or wrote a blog and dammit it was stressing me out. I need to blog to survive...it's just how I roll.
Considering that Southeast VA (aka Va Beach and inland areas) are getting smashed with a freakin' noreaster at the moment and the weather is shitty with 50mph wind gusts that nearly carry my big ass away...I'm just refusing to work. It's not just that...it's the rumor that they are closing the warehouse at 2:30 this afternoon that's also contributing. AND the fact that I am in business casual attire because I was scheduled for some additional training at the main office in Chesapeake (they have a strict dress code that resembles nothing like I normally rock in the warehouse)... but due to the weather, flooding and multiple road closures I'm not going...
It all boils down to me being fucking tired of every single person in the warehouse commenting on what I'm wearing...I can only handle so many "ooooh gotta a hot date dontcha..." "wow, what are you all dressed up for..." and creepy guys on equipment doing drive by speed so they can check my ass out in my pin stripe slacks that IVE NEVER ACTUALLY FIT BEFORE... yeah this should make me feel good, but it's more annoying than anything. Some of the looks I'm getting are making me feel like some of these dudes are "trying on my woman suit..." and Id just prefer wearing my own skin, not lending it out.
I've officially read most of the blogs I was behind on...if I missed something I apologize...and I have some fabulous ones planned... I mean HELLO...I JUST HAD A ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY WEEKEND for pete's sake and it was FANFUCKINGTASTIC i tell you :) More blogs to come. I'm watching lil man this evening and plan on making use of jen's wireless before I have to call it a night and go to bed for another early ass yucky morning.
My hair is currently dark brown, and I cut it again...I don't even think I told jen I cut it, ha...I did it myself this time which reminds me why i never pay for haircuts, they either fuck it up, or I redo it a few days later...I'm thinking I might go platinum blonde if I have time this weekend...we'll see.
Side note I chipped a sliver off of one of my front teeth WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ALL ABOUT... now there is a jagged feel and sharp edge (it's not noticeable to anyone but me...but damn)
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
An oldie but a goodie, ha
This is my new favorite song. It reminds me a lot of Jen for some reason and just makes me wanna dance... I'm all about that...especially when in the car and driving on the country roads :)
David Guetta ft. Akon: Sexy Chick (unedited--Sexy Bitch)
I've also been really feeling this old school hit :)-- Edie Brickell and the new bohemians: What I am
"Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks, Religion, a smile on a dog...."
I don't know too many things, I know what I know if you know what I mean...
David Guetta ft. Akon: Sexy Chick (unedited--Sexy Bitch)
I've also been really feeling this old school hit :)-- Edie Brickell and the new bohemians: What I am
"Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks, Religion, a smile on a dog...."
I don't know too many things, I know what I know if you know what I mean...
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
While I was out
I fell off the face of the earth for a few days...time to play catch up.
Friday I had a day from hell and a training class that lasted entirely too long. Normally, four hours tops... that day 8... and this guy still couldn't follow directions and learn to operate a walkie rider (motorized pallet jack with a platform you stand on to ride)... in the end I finally called it a day and assigned him to an area that required no equipment... he would have tore so much shit up in the warehouse had I pretended all was okay...but I can't do shit like that on a good conscience, karma is a bitch you know.
After finishing training it was time to fire people. Ended up firing six... per the request of the client. Fucking ridiculous in my opinion, but hey, what do I know? The shitty part is that I fired someone and then when questioning it later, which prompted my boss to reach out to the ops manager for a professional WTF? He explained that he had given us the wrong name. WHAT? Yes, that's right. I fired the wrong fucking person on a friday... that is the type of shit that makes people go postal, you know. Well I call that guy and apologize for the confusion, explaining that he had been confused with someone else... I could have said anything at this point... the guy was happy to not be fired but now sees me as being a total dumbass who doesn't know my ass from my eyeball (despite the noticeable difference in size and texture)...
Bunch of fucking no nothing dumbasses.... but i digress.
I hung out with lil man on friday after my day from hell. Got up ass early Saturday morning and came to work to take roll. Got back home and woke lil man up to pee (we are trying to help him prevent accidents)... at which point he did not go back to sleep but from 6:45 am on asked every 20 minutes if it was time to go trick or treating yet. Jen worked a day shift so that she could trick or treating with all of us... Me, lil man, mom, mandi and baby charley....
I have a few ideas in my head of some alone time things we can do when we are down there.... mom, uncle john, aunt melissa, and potentially mandi and charley will be down there as well...so I'm curious to see how much alone time is actually feasible--but we can still have a good time... just being at the beach is good enough and being with jen of course... It's funny...hatteras has been my favorite place since I was a kid... it's one of Jen's now too even though she's only been a few times, lil man's too... I'm thinking of showing her some new parts of the island...we'll see.
I changed my haircolor the other day, but still have some tweaking to do. As soon as I get it "just right" I'll put pics up (per Jude's request, lol)...
Friday I had a day from hell and a training class that lasted entirely too long. Normally, four hours tops... that day 8... and this guy still couldn't follow directions and learn to operate a walkie rider (motorized pallet jack with a platform you stand on to ride)... in the end I finally called it a day and assigned him to an area that required no equipment... he would have tore so much shit up in the warehouse had I pretended all was okay...but I can't do shit like that on a good conscience, karma is a bitch you know.
After finishing training it was time to fire people. Ended up firing six... per the request of the client. Fucking ridiculous in my opinion, but hey, what do I know? The shitty part is that I fired someone and then when questioning it later, which prompted my boss to reach out to the ops manager for a professional WTF? He explained that he had given us the wrong name. WHAT? Yes, that's right. I fired the wrong fucking person on a friday... that is the type of shit that makes people go postal, you know. Well I call that guy and apologize for the confusion, explaining that he had been confused with someone else... I could have said anything at this point... the guy was happy to not be fired but now sees me as being a total dumbass who doesn't know my ass from my eyeball (despite the noticeable difference in size and texture)...
Bunch of fucking no nothing dumbasses.... but i digress.
I hung out with lil man on friday after my day from hell. Got up ass early Saturday morning and came to work to take roll. Got back home and woke lil man up to pee (we are trying to help him prevent accidents)... at which point he did not go back to sleep but from 6:45 am on asked every 20 minutes if it was time to go trick or treating yet. Jen worked a day shift so that she could trick or treating with all of us... Me, lil man, mom, mandi and baby charley....
That's Earl (Pepper's BFF...and technically my lil brother, lol) He was not amused being dressed as a Pirate.
Mom and lil man on a mission
Turns out that lil man isn't so much a fan of trick or treating after all... a lot of the costumes and people jumping out from random places scared the bejeezus out of him so we headed home early. I made whole wheat pancakes which are actually fabulous with a lil vanilla extract and some splenda... I cussed out grandma (see my other blog for details on that...)--I'm already going to hell quick enough on my own without retelling that story...
Afterwards, Gma held baby charley:
She's just a cutie...
So Sunday I woke up in a shitty mood and misread signals from Jen and ended up showing my ass. Jen went home with lil man and we took some quality time to ourselves.... later that evening we had a nice long talk and effectively communicated (an area we both agree we need improvement from time to time...) Kissed and made up via telephone. Sidenote: we are much better at saying how we feel and what's on our minds...it seems like before we were way too concerned with how the other would react or what they might potentially feel... after cussing out grandma, it turns out that this sense of liberation I'm experiencing is helping my communication as well :)
Jen and I will hit our One year on Sunday...the one coming up. She had made reservations at a bed and breakfast near Williamsburg... (funny that I tried to do the same thing but was B-R-O-K-E....hell I'm considering graduate school just to put off student loans that are fast approaching due)... but we opted to cancel... We are instead going to go down to Hatteras, NC and enjoy some waves and perhaps even some fall surf fishing... drum are biting this time of year (not that it matters since I don't really eat fish...) I just wanna cuddle with her and drink hot chocolate and put my feet in the cool sand and smell that sea air.
I have a few ideas in my head of some alone time things we can do when we are down there.... mom, uncle john, aunt melissa, and potentially mandi and charley will be down there as well...so I'm curious to see how much alone time is actually feasible--but we can still have a good time... just being at the beach is good enough and being with jen of course... It's funny...hatteras has been my favorite place since I was a kid... it's one of Jen's now too even though she's only been a few times, lil man's too... I'm thinking of showing her some new parts of the island...we'll see.
Apparently, Tuesday is my new monday as "field hockey" so eloquently put it. I just don't feel like doing shit at work today. I got what I needed to get done done...but I could have done a lot more. Fuck it... just one of those days.
I lost a few more pounds this last week and was so excited that I got into my favorite pair of jeans without sucking it in and noticed they were even starting to get loose in some areas that I left my fucking cell phone on the bathroom counter. What is this world coming to. I feel naked.
I changed my haircolor the other day, but still have some tweaking to do. As soon as I get it "just right" I'll put pics up (per Jude's request, lol)...
Friday, October 30, 2009
It's Friday, finally
Not sure what I'm excited about since I've got a ten hour work day today and have to get up ass early to be at work at 5:45 on Saturday morning to take attendance. The plus side is that I get to go back home afterward and crawl back into bed...Jen will be there waiting for me... I'd like to say I'd have time for a quickie before she heads off to work (shes working during the day saturday so that she can go with Me, my mom, Mandi, and lil man trick-or-treating...then I'll have her all to myself Saturday night for a change--aka way before 11:30 or midnight, lol)... the reality of the matter is that I'm one of those people who 9 times out of 10 if I got to choose between sleeping a little longer and sex, I'm choosing sleep.
Don't judge me. I love sex, but I love sleep more some days. I make exceptions here and there...but it's great because 9 times out of ten Jen prefers the same... lol. It works out. I love having a girlfriend that likes sleeping in on the weekends (normally sunday for us)... even lil man will sleep in a bit, until he gets hungry and he lets us know... (Jen and I try to alternate weekends as to who gets to stay in the bed and who has to feed him and watch cartoons and hang out... I'm not going to lie, I've played the "he's your kid card" once or twice just so I can sleep some more....) but normally I'm a team player and willing to let her lay there until I get back in the bed and cuddle up next to her.
My foot hurts worse than normal. I can tell a difference in my heel from the few pounds that I've lost, but unfortunately I'm limping because of my right foot... this is the foot that normally kills me but rather than the pain in my heel like normal, it's in the ball of my foot on the right side. I know its from the way i've been walking on it to make my heel not hurt as bad...but I think in the long run I ended up giving myself a fucking stress fracture... I need to go to the doctor but refuse to pay another doctor anything right now with all the other medical bills I'm still paying on...Shit. I will go eventually, hopefully before I do some real damage. But the concrete floors of the warehouse are BRUTAL.
The contractor of mine that was discovered to be a registered sex offender did end up getting fired. I ended his assignment day before yesterday. I'm expecting to fire a minimum of six people today for various reasons.... one already resigned so that cuts it down to five. Since September of last year we've fired over 348 contractors and only 10 percent of them were my companies decision... I hate the staffing industry for that reason. But I digress.
I'm working on a new, more generic resume and have intentions of creating a cover letter as well... Gotta keep my eyes peeled. There is this guy at work that just walked in for the morning. I despise him. He's supposed to be all about "safety" but is ignorant in my opinion. He's a hypocrite and I really don't see what purpose he serves. On top of that he is a pastor, another case of one of "god's" representatives doing the most judging and saying/doing the most inappropriate shit. He had the audacity a couple of weeks ago to mention something about how a woman's place is in the kitchen, among other masagonistic (spelling?) topics...I nearly came unglued. The simple sound of his voice or laugh makes me cringe...ugh.
I had a girl moment yesterday. When I got to Jen's place I just cried. It was a combination of things...but aside from the normal, I'm a girl bullshit, I had been talking with my boss about our frustrations with work while she was on-site yesterday and she'd vent and I'd see her eyes get glassy and she'd look like she was about to cry (though she didn't)--and it was hard for me seeing my mentor, my boss this butch tough guy lady actually getting worked up because she's frustrated... when she normally lets she just roll... It was difficult. She's dealt with this account twice as long as I have and I don't keep it a secret that I'm looking for something different...I just hope she finds something different (though I don't know if she's looking) so that she doesn't get stuck back out here in my absence if I do find something--does that make sense?
It was cool though...Jen let me talk..she listened, even through my long pauses where I was trying to choose my words carefully and not really lose my shit in front of her...i have an image to protect, lol (she'd love me regardless) and it's kind of jacked up but I think that sometimes, even though she's never said it, she finds relief in seeing me cry because then she knows that I do have feelings, lol. God I must suck as a girlfriend. I tell her how great she is on the regular and how much I love her, but most of the time I try and pretend I have my shit together and that I'm super tough and can handle anything, when in fact I'm this big baby that cries more often than I think I should and who will avoid talking to the woman I love if I'm super bummed out because I don't always want to be crying... though side bar...I do always eventually end up talking to her about this stuff. I'm just one of those people that has to wrap their head around shit first.
I hope pepper is alright. I left her with grandma overnight last night. Which meant she slept in her kennel which makes me sad... I'll make it up to her tonight, lol... she'll sleep in my bed and she and Jen can fight over covers and who gets to cuddle with me like normal. Shit, who doesn't like two women fighting over them, hahah. Just kidding.
Shit to do, shit to do. Agenda for the weekend, hang out with lil man, go to bed early, wake up ass early go to work, back to bed, hang out and chill, cook this new recipe I found at Weightwatchers.com (Layered mexican chicken), trick or treat, chill relax, sex, chill relax, sex, sleep, sex, sleep, sex, hang out, chill out, sex, some more sex, and get ready for another fifty five hour work week. Oh and update the resume
Don't judge me. I love sex, but I love sleep more some days. I make exceptions here and there...but it's great because 9 times out of ten Jen prefers the same... lol. It works out. I love having a girlfriend that likes sleeping in on the weekends (normally sunday for us)... even lil man will sleep in a bit, until he gets hungry and he lets us know... (Jen and I try to alternate weekends as to who gets to stay in the bed and who has to feed him and watch cartoons and hang out... I'm not going to lie, I've played the "he's your kid card" once or twice just so I can sleep some more....) but normally I'm a team player and willing to let her lay there until I get back in the bed and cuddle up next to her.
My foot hurts worse than normal. I can tell a difference in my heel from the few pounds that I've lost, but unfortunately I'm limping because of my right foot... this is the foot that normally kills me but rather than the pain in my heel like normal, it's in the ball of my foot on the right side. I know its from the way i've been walking on it to make my heel not hurt as bad...but I think in the long run I ended up giving myself a fucking stress fracture... I need to go to the doctor but refuse to pay another doctor anything right now with all the other medical bills I'm still paying on...Shit. I will go eventually, hopefully before I do some real damage. But the concrete floors of the warehouse are BRUTAL.
The contractor of mine that was discovered to be a registered sex offender did end up getting fired. I ended his assignment day before yesterday. I'm expecting to fire a minimum of six people today for various reasons.... one already resigned so that cuts it down to five. Since September of last year we've fired over 348 contractors and only 10 percent of them were my companies decision... I hate the staffing industry for that reason. But I digress.
I'm working on a new, more generic resume and have intentions of creating a cover letter as well... Gotta keep my eyes peeled. There is this guy at work that just walked in for the morning. I despise him. He's supposed to be all about "safety" but is ignorant in my opinion. He's a hypocrite and I really don't see what purpose he serves. On top of that he is a pastor, another case of one of "god's" representatives doing the most judging and saying/doing the most inappropriate shit. He had the audacity a couple of weeks ago to mention something about how a woman's place is in the kitchen, among other masagonistic (spelling?) topics...I nearly came unglued. The simple sound of his voice or laugh makes me cringe...ugh.
I had a girl moment yesterday. When I got to Jen's place I just cried. It was a combination of things...but aside from the normal, I'm a girl bullshit, I had been talking with my boss about our frustrations with work while she was on-site yesterday and she'd vent and I'd see her eyes get glassy and she'd look like she was about to cry (though she didn't)--and it was hard for me seeing my mentor, my boss this butch tough guy lady actually getting worked up because she's frustrated... when she normally lets she just roll... It was difficult. She's dealt with this account twice as long as I have and I don't keep it a secret that I'm looking for something different...I just hope she finds something different (though I don't know if she's looking) so that she doesn't get stuck back out here in my absence if I do find something--does that make sense?
It was cool though...Jen let me talk..she listened, even through my long pauses where I was trying to choose my words carefully and not really lose my shit in front of her...i have an image to protect, lol (she'd love me regardless) and it's kind of jacked up but I think that sometimes, even though she's never said it, she finds relief in seeing me cry because then she knows that I do have feelings, lol. God I must suck as a girlfriend. I tell her how great she is on the regular and how much I love her, but most of the time I try and pretend I have my shit together and that I'm super tough and can handle anything, when in fact I'm this big baby that cries more often than I think I should and who will avoid talking to the woman I love if I'm super bummed out because I don't always want to be crying... though side bar...I do always eventually end up talking to her about this stuff. I'm just one of those people that has to wrap their head around shit first.
I hope pepper is alright. I left her with grandma overnight last night. Which meant she slept in her kennel which makes me sad... I'll make it up to her tonight, lol... she'll sleep in my bed and she and Jen can fight over covers and who gets to cuddle with me like normal. Shit, who doesn't like two women fighting over them, hahah. Just kidding.
Shit to do, shit to do. Agenda for the weekend, hang out with lil man, go to bed early, wake up ass early go to work, back to bed, hang out and chill, cook this new recipe I found at Weightwatchers.com (Layered mexican chicken), trick or treat, chill relax, sex, chill relax, sex, sleep, sex, sleep, sex, hang out, chill out, sex, some more sex, and get ready for another fifty five hour work week. Oh and update the resume
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Never a dull moment
The boss was at work today. I'm still excited that I have a boss that I can "usually" talk to about anything. Whether it be struggling with a resume, her home repairs, weight loss, doesn't matter--she's good people. I do her mom's hair about every five weeks, she's good people too. But I digress.
She had a meeting with the GM and a few other members of management plus her boss. She came back and shared with me that the GM had nothing but praise for me and gave me serious Kudos. Score. He apparently said that I was a perfect match for this account because I had good rapport and got along well with all of the managers and what not.
Today, I get called into the HR manager's office by the Assistant GM... apparently while the AGM was doing his random trolling on the internet (which makes me happy that I changed my blog address) he discovered that one of my contractors was a registered sex offender.
We are required to do background checks on all of our contractors in order to have them cleared to work for this client. We go back seven years. Well his charges are from 2000 so they wouldn't show up. Unfortunately, after an employee of the client company was discovered as a registered sex offender, he was fired immediately... the odds are this will be the fate of my contractor as well. It's out of my hands.
I would have never expected it from this person, but I don't know the circumstances and can't cast judgment... all I know is that there is now the potential for me to lose one of my most reliable contractors.
Never a fucking dull moment around this place.
She had a meeting with the GM and a few other members of management plus her boss. She came back and shared with me that the GM had nothing but praise for me and gave me serious Kudos. Score. He apparently said that I was a perfect match for this account because I had good rapport and got along well with all of the managers and what not.
Today, I get called into the HR manager's office by the Assistant GM... apparently while the AGM was doing his random trolling on the internet (which makes me happy that I changed my blog address) he discovered that one of my contractors was a registered sex offender.
We are required to do background checks on all of our contractors in order to have them cleared to work for this client. We go back seven years. Well his charges are from 2000 so they wouldn't show up. Unfortunately, after an employee of the client company was discovered as a registered sex offender, he was fired immediately... the odds are this will be the fate of my contractor as well. It's out of my hands.
I would have never expected it from this person, but I don't know the circumstances and can't cast judgment... all I know is that there is now the potential for me to lose one of my most reliable contractors.
Never a fucking dull moment around this place.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Haircut
I can't tell if it's just because I'm having a super shitty day, or if I am legitimately tired of dealing with my hair...but i think I might cut it all off again. No, I'm not going to shave it again, but I think a faux hawk is definitely looking pretty awesome right now. I just don't know. I'm in a self loathing state of mind right now. I don't feel pretty no matter what I try and I thought I was doing well with the weight loss until I saw pics from this weekend.
I feel like I'm losing a battle that in fact has no chance of me winning...does that make sense? Sure, the numbers say i'm losing... I keep trying to tell myself that it's going to take time, because well I'm not stupid, I know that it is... but I could cry right now.
Unfortunately, when I get this emotional and feel this bummed out and icky about everything in general, my hair generally pays for it.
I've gotta snap out of it... I just want to cry and sleep. I hope this is just an off day. I can't deal with depression right now, I don't have time for it.
I'll go to my meeting tonight, have coffee with my mom (I bought new creamer...caramel apple), and get home and rest. To make matters worse I had to call and fire someone while they were at their grandmothers funeral. I don't make the rules, I just implement them, but damn...I'm batting a thousand today.
I'm leaning towards smoking again. I never did it full time and still only pick one up as "prozac on a stick" but I think I'm going to buy a pack today after work. Let's see I could potentially die from being a fat ass, or die from lung cancer (which I could get from second hand anyway)... decisions decisions. What an awful state of mind I'm in right now. My grandfather died after years of oxygen use...a smoker forever, my other grandma is on oxygen now... my uncle gene is in the hospital (icu) unless he died already and no one bothered telling me (which wouldn't surprise me since I was written off by that part of the family...they didn't like that I had to work and just couldnt take time off to amuse them buy drives back to my birthplace...good ol' Fayetteville, NC...) I don't love them any less. I miss that part of the family and it makes me even more sad to think about him on oxygen the last few years because of years of smoking, emphazema and shit...and me thinking of going and buying a pack of smokes.
I can't win all of these battles...I'm too ill equipped.
I feel like I'm losing a battle that in fact has no chance of me winning...does that make sense? Sure, the numbers say i'm losing... I keep trying to tell myself that it's going to take time, because well I'm not stupid, I know that it is... but I could cry right now.
Unfortunately, when I get this emotional and feel this bummed out and icky about everything in general, my hair generally pays for it.
I've gotta snap out of it... I just want to cry and sleep. I hope this is just an off day. I can't deal with depression right now, I don't have time for it.
I'll go to my meeting tonight, have coffee with my mom (I bought new creamer...caramel apple), and get home and rest. To make matters worse I had to call and fire someone while they were at their grandmothers funeral. I don't make the rules, I just implement them, but damn...I'm batting a thousand today.
I'm leaning towards smoking again. I never did it full time and still only pick one up as "prozac on a stick" but I think I'm going to buy a pack today after work. Let's see I could potentially die from being a fat ass, or die from lung cancer (which I could get from second hand anyway)... decisions decisions. What an awful state of mind I'm in right now. My grandfather died after years of oxygen use...a smoker forever, my other grandma is on oxygen now... my uncle gene is in the hospital (icu) unless he died already and no one bothered telling me (which wouldn't surprise me since I was written off by that part of the family...they didn't like that I had to work and just couldnt take time off to amuse them buy drives back to my birthplace...good ol' Fayetteville, NC...) I don't love them any less. I miss that part of the family and it makes me even more sad to think about him on oxygen the last few years because of years of smoking, emphazema and shit...and me thinking of going and buying a pack of smokes.
I can't win all of these battles...I'm too ill equipped.
Close to home
So it wasn't too long ago that the Ford Plant in Norfolk, VA closed meaning the end of many much needed jobs. The Shipyards go through hiring and firing spells--it's the nature of the business I suppose... but most recently International Paper (formerly Union Camp) in Franklin, VA has announced it's closing and come spring, another 1200 jobs go with it.
Franklin is fifteen minutes up the road from me and to be honest, the Papermill is the only thing keeping that town alive in my opinion. Parts of Franklin were under water after Hurricane.... hell I don't remember which one, Floyd maybe, around 99 or 2000 but they rebuilt and kept it moving. I don't know that the will survive this most recent announcement.
You have to figure, in addition to just the jobs of the plant workers...there are also jobs going to be lost (loggers, trucking companies, etc will be hit hard) You see the situation the economy is in and hope it will take a turn for the better, but how long do we have to wait until that happens? I've been saying it a lot lately, but I truly believe that by the end of the year, my position will not exist any longer. I'm not even convinced that the client company won't make more cuts in attemps to survive like they did earlier this year.
I'm bummed out by this fact. Here I am finally, with a degree that is supposed to open up so many doors during a time where the job market is just a damn scary place. The economy plays a huge part in the field that I've worked in for so long now....logistics, warehousing, distribution... if no one has money, no one buys product, if no one buys product there is no need to distribute it, etc...
I don't typically blog about such "serious' shit... but dammit, this shit keeps hitting closer and closer to home. I held tight when my hours were cut in half... for those couple of months... but what awaits me tomorrow is a dismal unknown. This is fucking scary. I can't lose sleep over it. I do hope that I can get a resume together that sells all that I have to offer (though I still have plenty of learning to do) and lands me in a position where I can surely survive this current economic situation. My goal (though I know I only have so much control over the matter) is to find a job and voluntarily resign, as opposed to being escorted from the premises.
Franklin is fifteen minutes up the road from me and to be honest, the Papermill is the only thing keeping that town alive in my opinion. Parts of Franklin were under water after Hurricane.... hell I don't remember which one, Floyd maybe, around 99 or 2000 but they rebuilt and kept it moving. I don't know that the will survive this most recent announcement.
You have to figure, in addition to just the jobs of the plant workers...there are also jobs going to be lost (loggers, trucking companies, etc will be hit hard) You see the situation the economy is in and hope it will take a turn for the better, but how long do we have to wait until that happens? I've been saying it a lot lately, but I truly believe that by the end of the year, my position will not exist any longer. I'm not even convinced that the client company won't make more cuts in attemps to survive like they did earlier this year.
I'm bummed out by this fact. Here I am finally, with a degree that is supposed to open up so many doors during a time where the job market is just a damn scary place. The economy plays a huge part in the field that I've worked in for so long now....logistics, warehousing, distribution... if no one has money, no one buys product, if no one buys product there is no need to distribute it, etc...
I don't typically blog about such "serious' shit... but dammit, this shit keeps hitting closer and closer to home. I held tight when my hours were cut in half... for those couple of months... but what awaits me tomorrow is a dismal unknown. This is fucking scary. I can't lose sleep over it. I do hope that I can get a resume together that sells all that I have to offer (though I still have plenty of learning to do) and lands me in a position where I can surely survive this current economic situation. My goal (though I know I only have so much control over the matter) is to find a job and voluntarily resign, as opposed to being escorted from the premises.
The Weekend
The following is a summary of my weekend:
I drank on Friday night...
With my friend Julie...
Dogsat my nephew Shadow:
Carved a pumpkin with Jen and lil man...Lil man told me what he wanted it to look like, I drew it... Jen cut...
She has great hands, wink wink...
Mr. Pumpkinhead
Jen and Lil man
Yeah...we are laying on the kitchen floor...Don't judge us...lil man was getting all Olan Mills and shit telling us how to pose and lay and what not, it was cute--he didn't do half bad.
We headed outside for some good ol' fashioned fall fun...
Pepper dug up mom's flower bed...
I love this pic of lil man latched on to Jen's feet, lol... You can tell he was having the time of his life...
It was a damn good day and damn good weekend.
I heart fall.
The end.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
50 questions
I stole this from Asphalt Cowboy:
1. What is the color of your toothbrush? White and Yellow
2. Name one person who made you smile today. Jen
3. What were you doing at 8 am this morning? Dreaming
4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? updating my "points" at weightwatchers.com
5. What is your favorite candy bar? 100 Grand
6. Have you ever been to a strip club? Indeed... oh how I miss Nashville, lol
7. What is the last thing you said aloud? "Come on buddy, wake up so you can go potty"
8. What is your favorite ice cream? Caramel Praline Crunch
9. What was the last thing you had to drink? Water
10. Do you like your wallet? yep, it's a bifold Timbuktu one that Jen bought me
11. What was the last thing you ate? Baked doritos
12. Have you bought any new clothing items this week? underwear
13. The last sporting event you watched? Lakers vs Denver... it was on tv at the sports bar I was at last night
14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? kettle corn
15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to?: Jen
16. Ever go camping? Negative
17. Do you take vitamins daily? Yes.
18. Do you go to church every Sunday? Negative.
19. Do you have a tan? Nah, I'm a shade darker than albino.
20. Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza? No way.
21. Do you drink your soda with a straw? Sometimes
22. What did your last text message say? K, did you need anything
23. What are you doing tomorrow? carving pumpkins and spraying for bugs
24. Favorite color? black
25. Look to your left; what do you see? chair
26. What color is your watch? Dont have one.
27. What do you think of when you hear “Australia”? sharks
28. Would you strip for money? no, but I'd sell my ass by the pound
29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive Thru.
30. What is your favorite number? 11
31. Who’s the last person you talked to on the phone? mom
32. Any plans today? dirty kinky sex
33. In how many states have you lived? 3
34. Biggest annoyance right now? Gma
35. Last song listened to? 21 guns
36. Can you say the alphabet backwards? not without thinking really really hard.
37. Do you have a maid service clean your house? I am the maid service.
38. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time? flip flops
39. Are you jealous of anyone? Nope.
40. Is anyone jealous of you? Nah
41. Do you love anyone? Of course
42. Do any of your friends have children? Yes.
43. What do you usually do during the day? work
44. Do you hate anyone that you know right now? nah...
45. Do you use the word hello daily? repeatedly?
46. What color is your car? Quicksilver.
47. What size wedding ring do you wear? well it's not a wedding ring, but 8.5
48. Are you thinking about someone right now? yep
49. Have you ever been to Six Flags? Nope
50. How did you get your worst scar? I was sick. My sister sat on my chest because she was a major bitch back then, my dog at the time, "Doeja" jumped up to protect me but instead her claw went threw my bottom lip split into two... took two different kinds of thread to fix it...still have a knot in my lip, but most days you can't see it
1. What is the color of your toothbrush? White and Yellow
2. Name one person who made you smile today. Jen
3. What were you doing at 8 am this morning? Dreaming
4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? updating my "points" at weightwatchers.com
5. What is your favorite candy bar? 100 Grand
6. Have you ever been to a strip club? Indeed... oh how I miss Nashville, lol
7. What is the last thing you said aloud? "Come on buddy, wake up so you can go potty"
8. What is your favorite ice cream? Caramel Praline Crunch
9. What was the last thing you had to drink? Water
10. Do you like your wallet? yep, it's a bifold Timbuktu one that Jen bought me
11. What was the last thing you ate? Baked doritos
12. Have you bought any new clothing items this week? underwear
13. The last sporting event you watched? Lakers vs Denver... it was on tv at the sports bar I was at last night
14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? kettle corn
15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to?: Jen
16. Ever go camping? Negative
17. Do you take vitamins daily? Yes.
18. Do you go to church every Sunday? Negative.
19. Do you have a tan? Nah, I'm a shade darker than albino.
20. Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza? No way.
21. Do you drink your soda with a straw? Sometimes
22. What did your last text message say? K, did you need anything
23. What are you doing tomorrow? carving pumpkins and spraying for bugs
24. Favorite color? black
25. Look to your left; what do you see? chair
26. What color is your watch? Dont have one.
27. What do you think of when you hear “Australia”? sharks
28. Would you strip for money? no, but I'd sell my ass by the pound
29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive Thru.
30. What is your favorite number? 11
31. Who’s the last person you talked to on the phone? mom
32. Any plans today? dirty kinky sex
33. In how many states have you lived? 3
34. Biggest annoyance right now? Gma
35. Last song listened to? 21 guns
36. Can you say the alphabet backwards? not without thinking really really hard.
37. Do you have a maid service clean your house? I am the maid service.
38. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time? flip flops
39. Are you jealous of anyone? Nope.
40. Is anyone jealous of you? Nah
41. Do you love anyone? Of course
42. Do any of your friends have children? Yes.
43. What do you usually do during the day? work
44. Do you hate anyone that you know right now? nah...
45. Do you use the word hello daily? repeatedly?
46. What color is your car? Quicksilver.
47. What size wedding ring do you wear? well it's not a wedding ring, but 8.5
48. Are you thinking about someone right now? yep
49. Have you ever been to Six Flags? Nope
50. How did you get your worst scar? I was sick. My sister sat on my chest because she was a major bitch back then, my dog at the time, "Doeja" jumped up to protect me but instead her claw went threw my bottom lip split into two... took two different kinds of thread to fix it...still have a knot in my lip, but most days you can't see it
Friday, October 23, 2009
Buttcheeks
The other thing he wanted a picture of smoooshed against the shower door... For the record I told him to cut it out, this was a face only session.
Boys. Lol.
Boys. Lol.
This last pic has nothing to do with anything, but... this is the view as I was getting in my car this morning to come to work. I love pink and purple sunrises :)
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