Friday, October 30, 2009

so...my office does halloween....


ahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahah...that is all....

Thursday, October 29, 2009

because we love eachother....

I started a new job about a month ago and to say it's been crazybusy is an understatement.  I've been so neglectful to my cluster...sorry!  I vow to be better from here on out....

July 30...the day after the lay off....I had to get a new phone, as work removed the BB from my posession.  Boo!  Getting a new phone also involved getting a new number...Jaime's number.  Obviously at the time I didn't know it was Jaime's number, nor did I realize how many people are trying to get a hold of Jaime.  It started with a text I received from an unknown number on day 2 of the new digits.  I believe it said something along the lines of "baby, i miss you".  At first I was actually pretty excited...what a sweet little message.  I want to be missed.  I replied with "i think you have the wrong number".  Well, the gentleman thought I was playing games and proceeded to keep flirtexting.  In the midst of all of this I recieved a text from another number saying "hey baby", followed by "sorry, wrong jaime"...ah ha!  So, it's Jaime's number I've got. From that point on, I have recieved texts saying "are you still going to the show tomorrow night?", phone calls on school nights from inebriated kids yelling "JAIIIMMMMEEEE!", and voicemails from Banana Republic about an outstanding balance.  I've wanted to reply "what show...can I get tickets?", have groggily replied "this isn't jaime...grrr...", and thought "phew...glad it's not my account".

At this point I feel like I know this Jaime, like she's my old friend in much need of a catch up sesh.  At least I know she has friends that care about her, guys that want a piece, and unfortunately some financial problems (who doesn't these days).  In fact, I've learned that she lives in my town through the drunken musings before I heard Jaiiimmmeee screamed at me.  The scary part is that I have probably seen her out or met one of her friends, but how would either of us ever know?

Yesterday was the icing on the cake, but first let me preface it.  About a week or two ago, I received a phone call from an unknown number.  I rarely answer numbers that I don't recognize, especially after this whole Jaime fiasco.  I've feel that if someone is trying to reach Jaime, they should figure out pretty quickly that I am not her, as my voicemail says my name within the first 2 seconds.  Well, the unknown caller left me a message, which excited me.  I love trying to guess who it could be, but usually am let down.  Not today!  After dialing in my password, my lady friend told me I had one new message.  An elderly man clearly says hello, addressing me by my name, then explains he is Jaime's grandfather and is trying to reach her; as if we share this number.  He leaves me a detailed message explaining that they finally got a new t.v. and even gave a YIPPEEE.  That was my favorite part.  I was ready to call him back and let him know I didn't know Jaime or where she was, but I'd be his surrogate grand daughter as long as he kept up that YIPPEEE.  It could seriously turn a frown upside down.

I never called him back, but apparantly gramps was missing sweet little Jaime because I received a call from a number I didn't recognize yesterday and happened to answer it.  It was gramps!!!  He addressed me by name and explained that he was looking for Jaime.  I told him I did not know Jaime, but I must have her old number.  To which he replied, "we call each other because we love each other".  Awww, gramps, that's so sweet, but really don't need to know about the love.  I wished him luck in locating Jaime, which he assured me he could get in contact with her through her mother.  Not to be cynical, but I've had this number for the last three months and Jaime hasn't talked to gramps on it.  How much do they really love each other if Jaime nor mom clued gramps in on Jaime's new number?  It's almost worse than changing the locks on someone....

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

say hello to my little friend....


I decided with the weather getting cooler I was ready for some comfort food. Homemade butternut squash soup it would be. I wanted it a little spicy, so went to the patio to pick a pepper. I found this green guy hanging onto one of the stems. I almost picked him! He is a beautiful catterpiller, but I don't think I've ever seen one this big! Just to get a good perspective on how big this guy is...I took another picture with my arm in it. He is bigger and fatter than my middle finger! Probably weighs more than many newborns. Being that he is the size of many of those little pets that people call dogs (I think they are more of the rat varietal). I wanted to make him my new pet...I figured he's pretty low maintenance and since he really didn't mind me petting him I thought he'd be happy about the deal too. I came up with a couple names - Henry, Pepper, and Slim; however I wanted to sleep on it before committing to one. Often, pets' personalities come out as you get to know them and I wanted to make sure I named him appropriately. The soup turned out scrumptious and the rest of the night was pretty uneventful, but went to sleep with sweet dreams of my new pet and the many adventures we would have - picking out his first collar; going on long walks; playing catch; and driving around with his head out the window, tongue flapping in the wind.
This morning I was so excited to greet my new pet and made sure to visit him on the patio before jetting off to work. I bee-lined it to his home, but didn't see him. I mean I barely saw him the night before and even thought he was a pepper, so I looked all over the pepper plant, soil below, and even neighboring plants. Little Slim was gone! I knew he would one day turn into a beautiful butterfly and leave me, but overnight? A caterpiller that big would surely be a big butterfly and would need some time in his chrysallis! I looked up to see the several plump pigeons already collected on the telephone lines and was sure I heard one burp and lick his beak. Poor Slim! Looks like Thanksgiving came a little early for some...

Friday, October 9, 2009

raising my glass...

Congrats to Obama! Nobel Peace Prize....what an amazing acheivement to be awarded!

Imagine being hired for a multi-trillion dollar company and expected to turn it around 180 degrees by increasing profit, increasing benefits for all employees, overseeing a corporate take-over of a rival company where competition and tension is extremely high, and regaining respect within the industry and among fellow employees; all while not getting support from the other excutive heads or management in the company...within a year....ethically. Pretty difficult task. Yet, Obama is being criticized for not measuring up to these standards. Before he took office, America had a slew of issues that needed to be dealt with, but our CEO seemed to muddle everything up. I'm not getting into the politics, but just want to express my happiness that Obama sees the bigger picture and realizes it's better to play nice and keep friends because they will be more willing to help you out later.

Change!