This is gonna come off bad, but I don't care!

I am not going to take the time to get numbers and statistics for this blog, but I KNOW if you absolutely need them the Internet can provide you with all the information you need. And you know it's always right.

I will start by saying that I haven't always been the kind of person that didn't want to help anybody. I always thought everyone should be given the same rights as we have here in America. However as I have become a wiser adult(or so I think I have) my views have changed quite dramatically. I bring this all up because Skip and I have been watching every documentary NetFlix Instant Play has to offer!!

We started watching one last night about two 9/11 widows. I give them kudos for finding each other and helping to over come grief. I cannot imagine what they have been thru nor do I ever want to have to. My issue with these women is this: They want to send money(AMERICAN MONEY) to the widows of Afghanistan. Now the widows of Afghanistan aren't just widows of THIS "WAR" mind you. These people have been dealing with this problem for MANY MANY years and its simply ingrained in their culture. It's their way of life.

I have a HUGE problem with America trying to change the culture of other peoples. I don't think we have the right to go in there and force a change, which is all we try to do anyways. It never works anyways. My opinion is this, If they wanted change that badly, they would strand up and have it. We as Americans did that and got our own country doing so.

WE have enough starving/malnourished children in THIS country. WE have enough war widows in THIS country they can reach out to. I just hate hearing about AMERICAN DOLLARS going to help other countries when we can't even help our own.

Call me insensitive, but until we can successfully care for EVERYONE here I don't want to see a single cent of any AMERICAN DOLLAR used on anyone but an American. PERIOD!

Remembering how HARD it is!!!

I got out of work early today and decided to help my friend Christy groom at her shop. She had mentioned yesterday she was going to be swamped, so it was only the right thing to do!!

Well after grooming 4 dogs and helping to dry a few others I'm whiped. I forgot how hard my job was!! How terrible is that. I was still able to lift the fatty golden outta the tub. It was ice to know I still have my strength.

I'm going to work n trying to groom a couple days after work wit her, you know just so I dont forget how. Altho Christy says, " Grooming is like sex, just because you haven't done it in a while doesn't mean you forget what its about."

Cheerios

We have a theory at work about cell phones and the brains one needs to have to operate one. We decided every customer should have to take an IQ test. After the results have been calculated a sticker shaped like a circle is sized up. This will become their IQ sticker. It would have to be as big as or bigger than the IQ circle located on the box of the phone they would like to have. If their circle is smaller, well they would need to get smarter before they could own the phone.

Here is a story of a women that would benefit from such a program. She called me yesterday complaining her Motorola RAZR was having a memory problem with the text message inbox. She claimed she used to be able to get about 80 messages in there before the phone would say it was full. Then as time went along that number has been getting smaller and smaller. Please remember the Motorola RAZR is about the simplest cell phone one could own. Very minimal menu options and pretty basic technology for a cell phone. Does the basic text and picture messaging and of coarse makes calls. That's it.

I started asking my usual questions, "How many are in the inbox now,how many in the outbox. Do you have lots if ring tones/games that could compromise the memory" ect ect. Well I find out shes been saving all her picture messages in the inbox because she didn't know how to save the attachment. When I explained to her that because she had so many picture messages the memory was compamised, she continued to argue with me about the phone losing memory. She insisted it should store more than 59 messages. I explained that picture messages take up MUCH more space than a regular text and if she kept the messages in the inbox her memory would still deplete even tho she had been deleting text messages. She just couldn't get what I was saying. Thank goodness for my quick thinking and ability to explain things to retarded people.

"Ma'am, lets pretend your inbox is a box of Cheerios."
"ok"
"Ok, One text message is ONE hand full of Cheerios and a picture message is TWO hand fulls of Cheerios."
"Ok, got it"
"Now you just deleted ONE message, that's ONE hand full of Cheerios."
"Uh huh"
"Now receive a picture, that's TWO hand fulls of Cheerios."

This was followed by a moment of silence and then this Ah Ha moment,

"OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I get it."


I then showed her how to save her photos to a separate folder so her inbox could receive more than 59 messages. This women should just stick to a land line, she would get a circle smaller than any circle on any box.

Ignorange, Pure ignorance

There are many American families with pets. For most of us those pets are more than that. They are family. They are valued members that play an active role in our happiness and well being. We create routines and when we lose our pets our worlds come to a screeching halt. We are left to pick up pieces we may not have realized existed. Things as small as closing the front door and driving down the driveway become painful.

I bring this small fact of life to attention for a friend who lost her dog this week due to the ignorance and selfishness of one human who doesn't value the bond we have with these important family members. My friend, Terri, was forced to euthanize her hybrid, Sundar, after a neighbor walked onto her 3 acres of land and was bit. She was taken to the emergency room and issued some band aids and pain medication.

Because of this woman's ignorance, Sundar paid. His whole family is paying the ultimate price. She insisted he was a " Ferocious Beast" and threatened to press charges against the family. The sheriff said he would have to register Sundar as an aggressive dog and one more problem and the state would step in and order the dog destroyed. The issue was pressed further. Sundar had to be tested for rabies because science doesn't know if the rabies vaccine is effective on Hybrids. Part of his brain had to be sent in for testing, he was found to not be rabid.

After Sundar had been put to sleep, Terri stopped by her neighbors house to let her what was done and to check on her "condition". She held up to fingers with band aids and told Terri, " This one hurts." She closed the door in her face without a care in the world for the destruction she caused in one families life.

Terri was informed the neighbor will not be able to press charges because she admits to being on the property uninvited. The damage is done. The ultimate price has been paid and any money that women thought she could get for her "pain" and "suffering" could have never added up to the price of life.

I have known Sundar since I was pregnant with Aiden and I will say of all the times I have been to Terri's house with my child I have never once felt threatened by his presence.

Sundar was a registered therapy dog and had his Canine Good Citizen certificate.

The OOH bug

OOH. That means Out OF Here and its the code we use at work when there are too many reps for the call volume and we are given the choice to go or stay. Its a very wonderful little option because we can leave and take it unpaid. Sometimes its 15 minutes at the end of our shift, but more recently its been about 2-3 hours of spare time. It rocks. But today was no exception. We were givin the option at 0930!!!! Keep in mind I dont get off until 1530, thats a TON of spare time. I battled with myself to not leave, but I am sooooo addicted to the OOH that I cant say no. I have to stop. I mean its a lot of hours Im not working here!! SO I have offically been given an Anti-OOH buddy to talk me into staying everyday!! LOL. Damn I love my job.

A week in review

Well its been a very busy week, well really 2 weeks. I spent more than half of last week out sick. No voice, sore throat, fever ect. Being sick takes up a ton of time!! Skip went back to work this Monday after having 30 days of leave under his belt. So between that and me still attemping to get used to a shift oppisite of what I have been doing for 6 months we have been pretty damn tired!

Aiden and I did get a great hike in on Monday. I didnt realize how much I missed doing the trail with him. Aiden did say 2 full sentences that day. I was shocked. The first was " Oh! I hear a doggy!" and the second, " I hear a birdy." I know that are about the sanme,but the subjectis very different. LOL. It was pretty exciting. Hes talking more more and Ive really enjoyed watching him grow. Now only if we could get that potty tackled.

Tuesday we got out of work 3 hours early. Ahhh...that rocked. I went hiking again. I had to cut it just a little short that day because it was so darn windy. I like the wind in the summer.Keeps you cool. But in the half winter/spring time its not so fun.

Thursday and Friday I stoppped and talked to a friend/colleuge of mine that has her own groom shop and I was lucky enough to help consult her an a business matter. At which time I was told I was "wise beyond my years". That always feels good.

We busted the grill out 3 times this week and man o man does that just make ya feel good!!

And here we are back to Sunday again and we are watching Alladin at the moment and planning for yet another hike. AndI suppose since I am talking about what I am going to be doing Iwillalso take some time to say with all the friends I am making at work, friends moving and chnaging teams I have finally been convnced to get the myspace page back up and running, so be watching for a the Add a Friends request coming soon.. LOL

Sharing is Caring

Children like to share lots of things. Half eaten food to cold germs. Sometimes if you are lucky they will share toys too. I was very lucky tonite and Aiden shared something very special with mommy. I was standing in the kitchen holding Aiden and we were watching Skip cook dinner when the amazing moment happened. Aiden was cuddling in my shoulder when lifted his head up, coughed and then puked all over me. Twice. Yes his chicken nugget lunch was sooooo better spewed all over me.

We did get to share a bath together, we needed it bad after that. I cant say I ever remember him barfing on me like that before. So it was a first. Glad I'm not squeamish. LOL.