It's Hump Day. I've always wondered why they call today Hump Day. I always thought it's because people are grouchy on Wednesdays because by this time of the week they've had enough of office life and they go "hump!" every time you ask them a question. I was told Wednesday is called Hump Day because it is the middle of the week and after getting over this hump, you will be rolling down into the weekend, which everybody can't wait for.
Hump Day! They should find a new terminology for this one. It doesn't sound right anymore. It's just like the word "gay". I can no longer sing my favorite happy song... "I'm so pretty, I'm so pretty, oh, so witty, and gayyyyy...!" without fear of offending someone.
Last Monday, I was crabby. I think it's because it's Monday. Not only that. My elbow still hurts [it's been hurting since before Christmas]. The doctor thinks it's the ulnar nerve. When I got to work, somebody changed the settings on my computer! it made me give out the loudest "ARGGGGGHHHH!!!!" I know who did it but won't admit it!
Then Tuesday, is grouchy day. Still grouchy after Monday. That's because someone threw the coffee filter with day-old stinking coffee in my trash can. MY trash can! Why don't they use their own trash can?!
Today, someone asked me how my pain is. I said my pain is in his office and I'm going home without it.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Forwarded Messages
I always receive forwarded messages from friends and family. Some are jokes, some contain good advice, some are religious, some are sad...
Some I read, most I delete, and rarely do I forward them to anyone else. But here's one I received from DH and I think it is worth to share with everybody.
Cell Phone Use and Messages
Be aware that cell phones easily get lost or stolen. Due to this reason,
1) Do not label the phone numbers like Dad, Mom, Hubby, Son, Daughter. Use first names.
2) Do not respond to sensitive information through text messaging, such as your social security number, your PIN number, bank account, credit card number.
3) If you are not sure if it is someone you know [i.e. your spouse] asking about these questions, CONFIRM by calling back. And it is better to tell them verbally over the phone than by texting.
4) If you receive a text message from friends or family saying they want to meet you somewhere [to shop, to dine, for a movie] again, CONFIRM by calling back.
5) [from me] better yet, each member should have their own pass code [kind of like a signature]to add at the end of the text message, one that doesn't make sense to anyone but just between family members. such as !!! or cherio
Take care.
Some I read, most I delete, and rarely do I forward them to anyone else. But here's one I received from DH and I think it is worth to share with everybody.
Cell Phone Use and Messages
Be aware that cell phones easily get lost or stolen. Due to this reason,
1) Do not label the phone numbers like Dad, Mom, Hubby, Son, Daughter. Use first names.
2) Do not respond to sensitive information through text messaging, such as your social security number, your PIN number, bank account, credit card number.
3) If you are not sure if it is someone you know [i.e. your spouse] asking about these questions, CONFIRM by calling back. And it is better to tell them verbally over the phone than by texting.
4) If you receive a text message from friends or family saying they want to meet you somewhere [to shop, to dine, for a movie] again, CONFIRM by calling back.
5) [from me] better yet, each member should have their own pass code [kind of like a signature]to add at the end of the text message, one that doesn't make sense to anyone but just between family members. such as !!! or cherio
Take care.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Never Satisfied
Winter time and everybody complained about how cold it was; how much it snowed; won't it ever stop; won't it ever get warmer; everyone complained how they were tired of the snow.
The snow stopped. It is not as cold. Everybody still complained about how cold it wass; and how windy. Will Spring ever come?
Now it's Spring. Everybody complained about spring allergies; the mold; the pollen; how cloudy; how crumy.
Since it's Spring, there no longer is snow. So it rained. Everybody complained about the rain; how crappy the weather is outside; how it's always wet and yucky; how dark and forboding the skies are.
Man is never satisfied. Would man rather have Him send tornados or earthquakes?
The snow stopped. It is not as cold. Everybody still complained about how cold it wass; and how windy. Will Spring ever come?
Now it's Spring. Everybody complained about spring allergies; the mold; the pollen; how cloudy; how crumy.
Since it's Spring, there no longer is snow. So it rained. Everybody complained about the rain; how crappy the weather is outside; how it's always wet and yucky; how dark and forboding the skies are.
Man is never satisfied. Would man rather have Him send tornados or earthquakes?
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Stupid, Ignorant Man
Once again, man has proven his ignorance...and cruelty!
People have been building houses all over the place. There are fewer forest preserves around. In the summer time, as one drives by a lush group of trees, you'd think that there a thick forest preserve right there. But in the winter time, when you drive by the same place, it's just really a few trees... just a line of trees. You can see right through the branches the big houses and tidy subdivision streets.
Man has to build his house big. The bigger the lot, the bigger the building. Indoor swimming pools, an exercise room, a spa, a music room, indoor basket ball courts or tennis courts, a mini golf.... it's almost like man is building a baricade around him, around his assets, almost like shunning himself away from the rest of world.
Because of all the construction, which by the way makes me go ARGHHHHH!!!!, animals are misplaced. The reason for the ear piercing ARGH! is they always start building in the Fall. Imagine those big bulldozers digging deep into the ground. Digging up animal burrows. Cutting down trees - animals live there too, you know. And the poor animals, they don't have a place to go. They cannot just build another nest somewhere or start digging the ground for shelter. It took them years to build their burrows, which in one sweep, man destroys. Poor animals run across the roads to get to the other side in search of a new home. They end up as road kills. Poor animals homeless for the winter...cold and starving. Poor man, has a tiny little house. Must build it big.
Then man gets mad if a skunk or a rabbit makes its home under their porches. Man gets surprised to see cayotes in their backyards. Man gets irritated and afraid. Man puts out poisoned food to kill what irritates him.
Recently, man saw a cougar! Ignorant man hunts for cougar. Instead of arming himself with a tranquilizer, man goes hunting with real guns and bullets. Man kills cougar. Man is happy. Stupid man!Stupid, stupid, ignorant man!
ARGHHHHH!!!!
People have been building houses all over the place. There are fewer forest preserves around. In the summer time, as one drives by a lush group of trees, you'd think that there a thick forest preserve right there. But in the winter time, when you drive by the same place, it's just really a few trees... just a line of trees. You can see right through the branches the big houses and tidy subdivision streets.
Man has to build his house big. The bigger the lot, the bigger the building. Indoor swimming pools, an exercise room, a spa, a music room, indoor basket ball courts or tennis courts, a mini golf.... it's almost like man is building a baricade around him, around his assets, almost like shunning himself away from the rest of world.
Because of all the construction, which by the way makes me go ARGHHHHH!!!!, animals are misplaced. The reason for the ear piercing ARGH! is they always start building in the Fall. Imagine those big bulldozers digging deep into the ground. Digging up animal burrows. Cutting down trees - animals live there too, you know. And the poor animals, they don't have a place to go. They cannot just build another nest somewhere or start digging the ground for shelter. It took them years to build their burrows, which in one sweep, man destroys. Poor animals run across the roads to get to the other side in search of a new home. They end up as road kills. Poor animals homeless for the winter...cold and starving. Poor man, has a tiny little house. Must build it big.
Then man gets mad if a skunk or a rabbit makes its home under their porches. Man gets surprised to see cayotes in their backyards. Man gets irritated and afraid. Man puts out poisoned food to kill what irritates him.
Recently, man saw a cougar! Ignorant man hunts for cougar. Instead of arming himself with a tranquilizer, man goes hunting with real guns and bullets. Man kills cougar. Man is happy. Stupid man!Stupid, stupid, ignorant man!
ARGHHHHH!!!!
My Hidden Journals
My sister, Lee, came up with this month's idea for the Pinoyscrapbookers' Kaya! Challenge. See here for details of the challenge.
I am mostly a digital scrapbooker for the reason of convenience. Anyway, digital layouts are excluded from this challenge. I think because my sister thinks that digital layouts won't meet 2 of the requirements:
1) the hidden journaling component
I don't see any problem with the hidden journaling component. It is hidden anyway. True, the time comes when the recipient has to take out the sealed message. And you probably have blurted out loud... "How in the world are they going to do that with a digital layout?!"
I don't know how other digital scrapbookers save their layouts, but this is how I preserve mine.
I have hidden journals and messages behind my pictures.
See where there are those tags and pieces of paper peeking out at the side? Those are not just there as part of the decoration.
Those are where my journals are written. Journals that may not aesthetically go well with my layout have they been written out there in the open.
Most of my layouts have hidden stories of what happened during that day. Not just who are in the picture, where it was taken, what the occasion was, who didn't show up, who messed up, who was funny, who cried, but also my inner most thoughts and feelings.
Lately, I have been making these hidden journals a little conspicuous... and not so conspicuous... see that greenish piece of mat behind the picture? There's journaling right behind there!
So now, the answer to the million dollar question... how will one be able to read those journals?
I save my digital layouts in two different versions. One in jpeg version so I can upload them easily in galleries; and the other in psd version where some of the layers are preserved as separate from the rest. I don't merge or flatten all my images. Then I burn my digital layouts onto DVDs.
So in the future, when any of my loved ones want to know what's with the picture, they insert the DVD into the computer, open the file, and with the use of the mouse, drag out the hidden journal to read it. Since by this time the files are read-only, there is no fear of messing up the arrangement of my layouts. When they are done reading, whether they return the note back in its original position or not, it will go back to how it was saved. Ready to be pulled out and read again.
I showed my daughter how this works so she will be aware of what to do.
2) recipient to be able to touch and feel the components of the scrapbook page.
Well, this one is a winner. No matter how much they'd touch the monitor, they won't feel anything but the warm smoothness of the screen. But still, my journals will keep them informed; they will feel the thoughts I will leave behind; they will be touched with the love I have for them.
If you think this digital scrapbooking idea is awesome, something you will consider to use on your future layouts, please drop me a line. I'd like to know what you think. TFL.
I am mostly a digital scrapbooker for the reason of convenience. Anyway, digital layouts are excluded from this challenge. I think because my sister thinks that digital layouts won't meet 2 of the requirements:
1) the hidden journaling component
I don't see any problem with the hidden journaling component. It is hidden anyway. True, the time comes when the recipient has to take out the sealed message. And you probably have blurted out loud... "How in the world are they going to do that with a digital layout?!"
I don't know how other digital scrapbookers save their layouts, but this is how I preserve mine.
I have hidden journals and messages behind my pictures.
See where there are those tags and pieces of paper peeking out at the side? Those are not just there as part of the decoration.
Those are where my journals are written. Journals that may not aesthetically go well with my layout have they been written out there in the open.
Most of my layouts have hidden stories of what happened during that day. Not just who are in the picture, where it was taken, what the occasion was, who didn't show up, who messed up, who was funny, who cried, but also my inner most thoughts and feelings.
Lately, I have been making these hidden journals a little conspicuous... and not so conspicuous... see that greenish piece of mat behind the picture? There's journaling right behind there!
So now, the answer to the million dollar question... how will one be able to read those journals?
I save my digital layouts in two different versions. One in jpeg version so I can upload them easily in galleries; and the other in psd version where some of the layers are preserved as separate from the rest. I don't merge or flatten all my images. Then I burn my digital layouts onto DVDs.
So in the future, when any of my loved ones want to know what's with the picture, they insert the DVD into the computer, open the file, and with the use of the mouse, drag out the hidden journal to read it. Since by this time the files are read-only, there is no fear of messing up the arrangement of my layouts. When they are done reading, whether they return the note back in its original position or not, it will go back to how it was saved. Ready to be pulled out and read again.
I showed my daughter how this works so she will be aware of what to do.
2) recipient to be able to touch and feel the components of the scrapbook page.
Well, this one is a winner. No matter how much they'd touch the monitor, they won't feel anything but the warm smoothness of the screen. But still, my journals will keep them informed; they will feel the thoughts I will leave behind; they will be touched with the love I have for them.
If you think this digital scrapbooking idea is awesome, something you will consider to use on your future layouts, please drop me a line. I'd like to know what you think. TFL.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Some but not all
Some people are just that...SOME.
They are so afraid to give. So afraid to share. Like if they do, they feel they get left behind. They feel that if they give and share, they bring someone up and they get left down below.
They are so afraid to give. So afraid to share. Like if they do, they feel they get left behind. They feel that if they give and share, they bring someone up and they get left down below.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Stuck in a snow storm
We were sent home around noon because of the nasty weather. Since DH and I carpool, Ashley gave me a ride home. Ashley usually goes via Grand Avenue, then Hunt Club Road but this time, I asked her to go via Washington Road then Hunt Club. The distance is shorter. I didn't know it was Ashley's first drive in a snow storm. She's from Southern Mississippi. While in the parking lot I helped brush off the snow from my side of her truck/van. OK.. I found a spatula [one that you fry eggs with!] in the front seat. I used that one, thinking that Ashley is on the other side comfortably using her snow brush. I went around to the front brushing mirrors and the car lights [people always forget to brush off the snow from their brake lights and front lights!!] . Then I saw Ashley brushing the snow with a.... coca cola bottle???! We weren't even halfway done on the windshield when she jumped into the truck and said, "Let's go!" She turned on the ignition and turned the big wipers on. With a few swoops, the snow was gone. The streets were not plowed yet. Just like this one in front of our house. How could one plow if the snow keeps coming?
So I called DD and we dressed up and helped plow. DH got to be a hero today, too! He helped push 2 cars who got stuck in the same place where the sedan got stuck.
It's the the kind of day that is not too cold you can bear to be out there for hours and the kind of snow that's soft and fluffy you can build snowmen and make snow angels. But we didn't have time for that.
Traffic was slow on Washington Road because of thick snow on the roads and poor visibility. Ashley had to step on her brakes more often than usual and every time she did, the snow from the roof slid down the windshield. [I knew this would happen.] But never fear! her big brute wipers brushed them off. But there was just too much snow that soon the wipers were buried. Now I couldn't see a thing. Ashley had a small hole-of-a-window where all she could see were the tire tracks made by cars in front of us. I told her to stop the truck and I'll go out and brush the snow off the windshield. All was well until snow came tumbling down again. Ashley and I jumped out of the truck, armed with a coke bottle and a spatula, we scopped as much snow as we could. OK now, I said truck. This is one of those vans that don't look like a family van but a truck! Oh, did I mention that Ashley and I are barely 5'1" tall? We could hardly reach the windshield, hahaha! Now we've caused a traffic jam on our side of the road and on the other side people were gawking! Did they want to know who the crazy little people were? We laughed all the way about this experience I complete forgot my fear that it's her first snow storm!
Anyway, we got home and as soon as I saw how thick the snow is leading to our driveway, I asked Ashley to not bring it in as she might get stuck. It looks like the plow went through our subdivision and pushed all the snow to the side thus blocking every parking entrance along the way!
That's DH stuck in the driveway. I planned to call & warn him about it but forgot when I got in from the cold. Half of the Toy truck is sticking out into the road so he really had to get it out of there right away!
That car facing the main road [behind my husband's] got stuck right there. When Ashley and I got home a sedan got stuck in the same place. The owner approached me to ask if I could get in his car, drive it, while he pushes. OK... weird...I think I've watched too many CSI episodes. I'd like to be a good samaritan but...too many what-ifs. I asked Ashley to stay until I got this guy's car out into the main road. Hah! easier said than done. It took us 45 minutes getting him out of there. I left the door open, I floored the accelerator, the guy pushed, we rocked, hahaha! I was also conscious about cars on the main road, when I saw on-coming cars I would yell, "Cars...! Cars...!" and put the car on park. I didn't think the guy liked that because the more the car got stuck. But I was afraid the car would fly out of there straight across the main road. Uh, ok, guy, I value my life and those of others and I don't know you. 2 guys with their plow passed by and helped push. So now there were 3 guys and Ashley pushing. It worked, so here I was driving the guy's car with the door open, into the main road and kept driving slowly until I thought the snow on that part of the road is not too thick. Unknowingly, the guy was running after me yelling, "Miss you can stop now, miss you can stop now!" Haha- did he think I was going to run off with his car? Well.. I did think for a fleeting second that he'd grab his gun and take off with me when he asked me to drive his car while he pushed! Anyhooo.... I felt like a hero today! Thanks to Ashley too! [She made it home safe, by the way!]
So here's hubby with his snow plow making way for the Toy truck to get it out of the street and into the driveway, at least. It's a slow process. Well, at least, he got a chance to use his brand new hood with a clear plastic shield. He said it will keep the snow off his face and his eye glasses won't fog up.
So I called DD and we dressed up and helped plow. DH got to be a hero today, too! He helped push 2 cars who got stuck in the same place where the sedan got stuck.
It's the the kind of day that is not too cold you can bear to be out there for hours and the kind of snow that's soft and fluffy you can build snowmen and make snow angels. But we didn't have time for that.
DD got sick the following day :(
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