One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
Today is Leap Day. The added day of the year every 4 years to account for the actual spin of the earth.
Today is, by tradition, a day when a woman may ask a man to marry her. I think I'm going to try it.
Now many of my loyal readers and friends will start to wonder, who, pray tell, is she going to ask. She's not dating anyone serious, she's certainly not in a committed relationship. Well, Internet (to borrow the phrase from Holly), you're totally right. In fact, I plan on asking an EX!
That's right Internet, an Ex-boyfriend.
I imagine that the conversation will go something like this:
Me "Hi, how's it going"
Him "decent, okay, you?"
Me: "Good, do you know what today hi?"
Him: "No"
Me: " It's Leap day today!"
Him: "really? who knew"
Me: "do you know about the Leap day tradition?"
Him "No, what?"
Me: "Will you marry me?"
Him: .......
Me: "I asked you to marry me. I made a proposal...."
Him: .....
Me: "Will you marry me?"
Him: .....
Me: "Well, anyway's, that's the tradition. I'll talk to you later"
Him: .....
Me: CLICK!
what do you think? Good plan of attack? I wonder if he'll read this before I propose? Hmm.....
I guess I'll update all those curious minds on Monday...perhaps with a ring on my finger...hehe
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Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Almost a week...sorry...
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
Some new things:
I recieved a book from my cousin's on Friday. I finished it last night. Samson's Lion. A very good book until you get to the final chapter. I thought that the ending was a little weak, to Dues Ex Machina to me. Which was a little upsetting because the rest of the book is SO good. I couldn't put it down. I was literally reading it in the bathroom at work.
I think I've decided to do yoga twice a week. I don't think that once is cutting it for me. I have terrible balance, and I really need to work on my flexibility.
My father came up to my soccer game. I ended up spending almost 12 hours with him. He met me at the field(12:30pm), where we won the game 2-0. There were two yellow cards, it was quite contentious. Then we came home, I showered, and we drove off to Santa Clarita so my dad could buy a motorcycle. Then we had a late lunch (3pm) and came back to my house. At that point (6pm) we decided to go see There will be Blood. TERRIBLE! I couldn't eve believe how bored I was. Then at he dropped me off at home and left (11pm). WOW!
I think that I have gotten better at having ackward conversations with friends in my life. I had an entire- you f*ed up conversation without creating additional animosity or crying. WOW!
Lots and Lots going on at work today. We have lost a piece of art. That's just awesome. Hopefully we'll find it...
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Some new things:
I recieved a book from my cousin's on Friday. I finished it last night. Samson's Lion. A very good book until you get to the final chapter. I thought that the ending was a little weak, to Dues Ex Machina to me. Which was a little upsetting because the rest of the book is SO good. I couldn't put it down. I was literally reading it in the bathroom at work.
I think I've decided to do yoga twice a week. I don't think that once is cutting it for me. I have terrible balance, and I really need to work on my flexibility.
My father came up to my soccer game. I ended up spending almost 12 hours with him. He met me at the field(12:30pm), where we won the game 2-0. There were two yellow cards, it was quite contentious. Then we came home, I showered, and we drove off to Santa Clarita so my dad could buy a motorcycle. Then we had a late lunch (3pm) and came back to my house. At that point (6pm) we decided to go see There will be Blood. TERRIBLE! I couldn't eve believe how bored I was. Then at he dropped me off at home and left (11pm). WOW!
I think that I have gotten better at having ackward conversations with friends in my life. I had an entire- you f*ed up conversation without creating additional animosity or crying. WOW!
Lots and Lots going on at work today. We have lost a piece of art. That's just awesome. Hopefully we'll find it...
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Tuesday, February 19, 2008
I'm tired of people telling me that the Middle East is a bad place to live
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I'm not sure if I'm allowed to say this, but I think I'm going to anyways. In about a year, to two years I will be moving to the UAE. I'm not going to tell you where, specifically, but suffice to say that I'm really not that concerned.
Today I got in yet ANOTHER debate about the woman in Saudia Arabia who was arrested for being in a Starbucks with a man who is not related to her. I understand that this idea may be quite drastic to us here. However, this was SAUDI ARABIA! Not the UAE. If I have to hear about it one more time...
I understand that I will need to be a modest woman, and that I can't be Jewish there...but at the end of the day I'm headed there with an American company. Can't I be secure in that knowledge...
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I'm not sure if I'm allowed to say this, but I think I'm going to anyways. In about a year, to two years I will be moving to the UAE. I'm not going to tell you where, specifically, but suffice to say that I'm really not that concerned.
Today I got in yet ANOTHER debate about the woman in Saudia Arabia who was arrested for being in a Starbucks with a man who is not related to her. I understand that this idea may be quite drastic to us here. However, this was SAUDI ARABIA! Not the UAE. If I have to hear about it one more time...
I understand that I will need to be a modest woman, and that I can't be Jewish there...but at the end of the day I'm headed there with an American company. Can't I be secure in that knowledge...
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Monday, February 18, 2008
Childhood Thoughts
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I am spurned to write this by Holly. Thanks for the inspiration...
The first picture I have of myself in California I have long, shoulder length pigtails. I'm in a one piece bathing suit and sitting with one leg folded up, and on my other knee. I've got the biggest grin in the world. The next picture I have of me in California is of me in the same suit, about 2 months later. This time, I swear I look like a boy... my hair had been chopped off to within an inch of my life. Thus started my obsession with my hair.
(Please note that I don't really think that I have an obsession with hair, neither my own, or yours. It's just that after having none of it, I determined that I rather perfer to have some, or a lot. My particular obsession has less to do with the actual hair, and more to do with my control over the existence of it.)
I remember the day my mother cut off my hair. No, it didn't start with a piece of bubble gum. It started with a bottle of spray in conditioner. I have extremely fine hair. My mother had been trying to rid my hair of knots for about half an hour. She had been using Johnson and Johnson No Tears spray in knot detangler. I had started crying about 15 minutes ago. 45 minutes into our hair journey, my mother ran out of the spray, and I ran away, throwing the hair brush the other direction. I believe that it was this moment that my mother decided to cut off all of my hair.
The next week, I was at the salon. I didn't really mind it, it meant I got to sleep more, my mother wasn't yelling at me, etc, etc, etc. It never occured to me how this lack of hair would drastically affect my self-esteem at school.
I was ridiculed mercilessly. It took me until 10th grade to eventually find my love of hair, and a hairbrush. I think we can all agree that it was a good decision...
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I am spurned to write this by Holly. Thanks for the inspiration...
The first picture I have of myself in California I have long, shoulder length pigtails. I'm in a one piece bathing suit and sitting with one leg folded up, and on my other knee. I've got the biggest grin in the world. The next picture I have of me in California is of me in the same suit, about 2 months later. This time, I swear I look like a boy... my hair had been chopped off to within an inch of my life. Thus started my obsession with my hair.
(Please note that I don't really think that I have an obsession with hair, neither my own, or yours. It's just that after having none of it, I determined that I rather perfer to have some, or a lot. My particular obsession has less to do with the actual hair, and more to do with my control over the existence of it.)
I remember the day my mother cut off my hair. No, it didn't start with a piece of bubble gum. It started with a bottle of spray in conditioner. I have extremely fine hair. My mother had been trying to rid my hair of knots for about half an hour. She had been using Johnson and Johnson No Tears spray in knot detangler. I had started crying about 15 minutes ago. 45 minutes into our hair journey, my mother ran out of the spray, and I ran away, throwing the hair brush the other direction. I believe that it was this moment that my mother decided to cut off all of my hair.
The next week, I was at the salon. I didn't really mind it, it meant I got to sleep more, my mother wasn't yelling at me, etc, etc, etc. It never occured to me how this lack of hair would drastically affect my self-esteem at school.
I was ridiculed mercilessly. It took me until 10th grade to eventually find my love of hair, and a hairbrush. I think we can all agree that it was a good decision...
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Thursday, February 14, 2008
Money Money Money Money....Money
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
Money Money Money Money.... Money.
It's funny how much money affects our lives. And how often we think about it, talk about it, and consider it when making plans and decisions.
I am a person, and those of you who know me can agree, who epitomizes the idea of the 'cheap' jew. I save money like it is going out of style. At my new job I have divided my pay check three ways, into two different savings accounts. I am a person who knows how much money she has, and strives to keep a balance of $ in and $ out.
There are other people, like my sister. She has no real concept of savings. She can overdraw her account on $1.35 cup of coffee. Interestingly enough, she also spends money like there is no tomorrow. She's trying to plan for her wedding, and yet spending thousands on yoga. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but I don't know that it's the best in terms of 'fiscal policy.'
It occured to me today, again, that not everyone has a storage of $ the way that I do. That there are some who work hard, and live (in essence) paycheck to paycheck.
Why is $ such an important part of relationships. When people are intimate, why is $ a problem? Does it matter who pays for what? Making dinner can be just as expensive as a movie for two... Should how much $ a man or woman has affect your decision to marry them? What about their ability to make $?
Why do people think that they need to be so far along their 'life path' before they can commit to something, or someone...
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Money Money Money Money.... Money.
It's funny how much money affects our lives. And how often we think about it, talk about it, and consider it when making plans and decisions.
I am a person, and those of you who know me can agree, who epitomizes the idea of the 'cheap' jew. I save money like it is going out of style. At my new job I have divided my pay check three ways, into two different savings accounts. I am a person who knows how much money she has, and strives to keep a balance of $ in and $ out.
There are other people, like my sister. She has no real concept of savings. She can overdraw her account on $1.35 cup of coffee. Interestingly enough, she also spends money like there is no tomorrow. She's trying to plan for her wedding, and yet spending thousands on yoga. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but I don't know that it's the best in terms of 'fiscal policy.'
It occured to me today, again, that not everyone has a storage of $ the way that I do. That there are some who work hard, and live (in essence) paycheck to paycheck.
Why is $ such an important part of relationships. When people are intimate, why is $ a problem? Does it matter who pays for what? Making dinner can be just as expensive as a movie for two... Should how much $ a man or woman has affect your decision to marry them? What about their ability to make $?
Why do people think that they need to be so far along their 'life path' before they can commit to something, or someone...
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Valentines Day traditions
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I really like the idea of valentines day traditions. For the second year in a row I intend to make a HUGE amount of cupcakes (around the 40-80 number) for work. I've thought it over, and here are some other traditions I like:
1. Flowers for your children. I know this sounds stupid, but I think that celebrating your children's lives, and the fact that they exist because of the love you share. I think this is especially important for girls, but boys can benefit from a display of love as well.
2. A relaxing night at home. I really do think that V-day should be spent in pj's. Maybe in the bedroom. Take advantage of the idea of sharing your love, and make a regular evening a little more special. I think it's too extravagant to try to make dinner reservations, etc. Make V-day a day to share the love you should show every night.
3. Stop the Anti-Valentine's Day events. I am specifically directing this at those people who want to throw an 'anti-love' party. I understand the anti-commercialism idea, but leave it rest at not buying a hallmark card.
4. Allow Valentines day to be with friends too! I don't think there is anything wrong with spreading the friendship love. Give a note to a good friend to thank them for everything. Sometimes it's harder to be the friend than the lover.
For me this year, I'm baking cupcakes and hanging out with friends. A good valentines day to all, and to all a good night!
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I really like the idea of valentines day traditions. For the second year in a row I intend to make a HUGE amount of cupcakes (around the 40-80 number) for work. I've thought it over, and here are some other traditions I like:
1. Flowers for your children. I know this sounds stupid, but I think that celebrating your children's lives, and the fact that they exist because of the love you share. I think this is especially important for girls, but boys can benefit from a display of love as well.
2. A relaxing night at home. I really do think that V-day should be spent in pj's. Maybe in the bedroom. Take advantage of the idea of sharing your love, and make a regular evening a little more special. I think it's too extravagant to try to make dinner reservations, etc. Make V-day a day to share the love you should show every night.
3. Stop the Anti-Valentine's Day events. I am specifically directing this at those people who want to throw an 'anti-love' party. I understand the anti-commercialism idea, but leave it rest at not buying a hallmark card.
4. Allow Valentines day to be with friends too! I don't think there is anything wrong with spreading the friendship love. Give a note to a good friend to thank them for everything. Sometimes it's harder to be the friend than the lover.
For me this year, I'm baking cupcakes and hanging out with friends. A good valentines day to all, and to all a good night!
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Monday, February 11, 2008
Challening times
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I really don't know what to do with myself. I keep finding myself down a road that I can tell won't lead to happiness. So why do we travel down roads we've already seen?
Valentine's day is coming up, and I'm quite excited to be baking cupcakes and trying to make people's day good. I think that there will be a LOT of people bringing things in. The current plan is strawberry from scratch, confetti cake, and chocolate with confetti frosting. YUM!
It's been interesting to try to manage my life in terms of after work. Having these regular hours I suddenly feel like I work a lot more, which may or may not be a true reality.
Well, I guess I should be saying- back to work with me. I hope that whatever your plans are this week, they treat you well....
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I really don't know what to do with myself. I keep finding myself down a road that I can tell won't lead to happiness. So why do we travel down roads we've already seen?
Valentine's day is coming up, and I'm quite excited to be baking cupcakes and trying to make people's day good. I think that there will be a LOT of people bringing things in. The current plan is strawberry from scratch, confetti cake, and chocolate with confetti frosting. YUM!
It's been interesting to try to manage my life in terms of after work. Having these regular hours I suddenly feel like I work a lot more, which may or may not be a true reality.
Well, I guess I should be saying- back to work with me. I hope that whatever your plans are this week, they treat you well....
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Thursday, February 7, 2008
Jambalaya
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
Look- I made Jambalaya basically from scratch (and WITHOUT a recipe)
THERE WILL BE A PICTURE HERE...
I like the word DONE
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
It's very interesting and entertaining to be at a job that is SO different than my last one. Again, I find myself running around, highly reminiscent of my CMU days. In fact I think someone told me yesterday when I complained about how much I'm working 'you lived through CMU, it can't be as bad as that'. And it's not. It's really not.
I have rediscovered my love of the word done. It's a simple word, but it's the same thing as when Boevers used to put 'make To-Do list' on the top of his To-Do list. It's a check-mark, it's a red line through something. It's a jolt of happiness and accomplishment that EVERYONE needs throughout the day.
Yeah!
On a seperate note my love and prayers go out to a friend who just lost her father.
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It's very interesting and entertaining to be at a job that is SO different than my last one. Again, I find myself running around, highly reminiscent of my CMU days. In fact I think someone told me yesterday when I complained about how much I'm working 'you lived through CMU, it can't be as bad as that'. And it's not. It's really not.
I have rediscovered my love of the word done. It's a simple word, but it's the same thing as when Boevers used to put 'make To-Do list' on the top of his To-Do list. It's a check-mark, it's a red line through something. It's a jolt of happiness and accomplishment that EVERYONE needs throughout the day.
Yeah!
On a seperate note my love and prayers go out to a friend who just lost her father.
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Tuesday, February 5, 2008
The story of my life
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
To much enthusiasm. That is the story of my life. Everyone says that enthusiasm is a good thing, until they meet me.
Today I had my first, you have to much enthusiasm, conversation with my boss. That's right, day 6. Woot! That must be a new record for me. Though, maybe not, because I think it happened that fast at CMU.
I thought that I had gotten better at this. At trying not to screw things up and make people upset at me. It's a ridiculous fine line between speaking up and giving advice, and shutting up and letting people do what they do.
My boss keeps telling me that I have the job, and that I don't need to worry about impressing people. Why can't I feel that way?
He said that someone thought I was 'butting into' meetings. Of course, ironically enough, it was his suggestion that I tag along to lots of meetings. Additionally he said that someone thought I had opinions in meetings I wasn't invited to. Well, I just don't know what to say.
Why do people think that you will get upset at the person who had negative thoughts about you? I need to know specifics. When did I interject an opinion I shouldn't have had? If you tell me more specifically, I can make sure I don't do it again.
I guess I'll just try NOT to have an opinion for the first month...
On another note, I had a GREAT night and an even better morning. At least the day started out well. Perhaps it was, in reality, one of those mornings when I shouldn't have left my bedroom.
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To much enthusiasm. That is the story of my life. Everyone says that enthusiasm is a good thing, until they meet me.
Today I had my first, you have to much enthusiasm, conversation with my boss. That's right, day 6. Woot! That must be a new record for me. Though, maybe not, because I think it happened that fast at CMU.
I thought that I had gotten better at this. At trying not to screw things up and make people upset at me. It's a ridiculous fine line between speaking up and giving advice, and shutting up and letting people do what they do.
My boss keeps telling me that I have the job, and that I don't need to worry about impressing people. Why can't I feel that way?
He said that someone thought I was 'butting into' meetings. Of course, ironically enough, it was his suggestion that I tag along to lots of meetings. Additionally he said that someone thought I had opinions in meetings I wasn't invited to. Well, I just don't know what to say.
Why do people think that you will get upset at the person who had negative thoughts about you? I need to know specifics. When did I interject an opinion I shouldn't have had? If you tell me more specifically, I can make sure I don't do it again.
I guess I'll just try NOT to have an opinion for the first month...
On another note, I had a GREAT night and an even better morning. At least the day started out well. Perhaps it was, in reality, one of those mornings when I shouldn't have left my bedroom.
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Monday, February 4, 2008
The new job
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I thought that by now I owed you all a little about the new job, before the Internet yelled at me.
I like it. It's a lot of work, but I like it. I have finally realized how crazy the life I had at my old job was.
The crazy amount of vacation I had, the crazy amount of sick leave and holiday days. The whole office I had to myself, not to mention the couch and free coffee and tea of any type. The fact that I could, and was requested, to put in my travel time in my own car for $ reimbursment. That I was the only one in my office on Saturdays and Sundays, and that no one was really paying attention to me.
Here, I'm in a huge office. I breathe odd and people know it. It's a 'small' company, and that means that things are a little odd. They create the image of caring for people a lot, but I'm not sold that they do. If they really did, then I would have more than 5 sick days. If they really did, then I would have more vacation than a week. If they really did, they wouldn't dock my pay if I go home sick for a half-day.
However, I do a LOT of work. Lots of meetings, lots of communications, lots of trying to figure things out. There are at least 5 people who are involved in every decision...
But, so far so good. I have to remember that Rome wasn't built in a day.
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I thought that by now I owed you all a little about the new job, before the Internet yelled at me.
I like it. It's a lot of work, but I like it. I have finally realized how crazy the life I had at my old job was.
The crazy amount of vacation I had, the crazy amount of sick leave and holiday days. The whole office I had to myself, not to mention the couch and free coffee and tea of any type. The fact that I could, and was requested, to put in my travel time in my own car for $ reimbursment. That I was the only one in my office on Saturdays and Sundays, and that no one was really paying attention to me.
Here, I'm in a huge office. I breathe odd and people know it. It's a 'small' company, and that means that things are a little odd. They create the image of caring for people a lot, but I'm not sold that they do. If they really did, then I would have more than 5 sick days. If they really did, then I would have more vacation than a week. If they really did, they wouldn't dock my pay if I go home sick for a half-day.
However, I do a LOT of work. Lots of meetings, lots of communications, lots of trying to figure things out. There are at least 5 people who are involved in every decision...
But, so far so good. I have to remember that Rome wasn't built in a day.
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Friday, February 1, 2008
Something because there is nothing else
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