God has a sense of humor or I'm a forgetful idiot

I got home late Saturday night after getting up at 2 AM to drive into the Chicago for class. It was a long day and I was beat when I got home, so I grabbed my book bag and promptly went inside to find somewhere I could be horizontal.

I went no where on Sunday because it was cold and I wasn't feeling all that great anyway.

After not having a great start for a Monday ...let me rephase, after one of the worst Monday morning starts recorded in history, I actually get ready to leave my house to go to work. I hadn't put the Jeep in the garage so windows had to be scrapped. I got in and looked at the wind shield, and did a double take at the windshield, and took a closer look at the windshield, and my eyes followed a path up to the roof where my eyes widened at what could only be described as what looked like projectile vomit! I flew out of the jeep in fear of what ever it was getting on me and well...feeling like I needed to hurl myself. When I looked at the console and saw the little culprit, I had pulled a diet wild cherry pepsi from the fridge at 3 AM when I left my house on Saturday but had never drank it and more importantly, I had forgotten about it.

I looked at the roof, the dash, the rear view mirror, and thought many expletives normally used to describe Michigan fans. I drove to work without the heat on, because well I didn't want the projectile soda vomit to start melting. I called a few places and found a place that could get her in. So she is being detailed, I have to pick her up this morning.

My Monday, that already started with the worst start in recorded history add in projectile soda vomit, went frankly down hill from there. But at least the projectile soda vomit is amusing, the rest of it wasn't amusing and not really worth listing.

Here's praying for a better Tuesday. I don't hold out much hope though considering I will be sleeping tonight in the booming metropolis of Coffeyville, KS. Seeing the sense of humor yet?

Boston Legal

First funny moment:
Captain Kirk playing a kazoo shaped like a trumbone, on a stage with a real band like he was the cat's meow!

Moment that nearly made me fall out of my chair:
Denny Crane: I'm a big fan of diversity. I date midgets, you know?

D-Day

I shouldn't call it D-Day...but...I have to go back to work tomorrow. This is monumental because other than one day in the office, I have been out of the office on business, holiday, vacation, or nasty stomach flu for nearly a month. I know what I have to look forward to as well, a slew of emails, blocked invoices, and engineers who wanted everything the day before I left for Europe a month ago. I like my job, well parts of my job but like any job I'm sure there will always be times while doing some activity I sit and think to myself this is so not why I have spent this much time in school. I wonder if CEO's think that at times too. Oh well, I have hours yet to get laundry and cleaning and homework done so I can go to work with other thoughts out of my head.

My printer is currently working over time in the office printing off a bunch of files because Harry, a classmate and friend, mistakingly picked up my course pack and put it in his bag at the end of class. So he scanned the reading for this week and my poor printer is getting to do the brunt of the work so I can be prepared for a conference call tomorrow evening. I'm just glad he dropped me an email and told me he had it because I was having a bit of a meltdown on Sunday.

I have realized I am the most audibly aroused (keep your mind out of the gutter) person on the planet. On my way to Chicago this week I was listening to Nicholas Sparks' lastest book from my cute little ipod. I get about an hour from O'hare where I am picking up the Dan man. And I am sobbing over the words being piped through my Jeep stereo speakers. The book ends and I stopped to clean up and get so more water, cause I was dehydrated from the crying by this point, kidding! I get back in the car and off to O'hare I head and I turned on Anderson Cooper's book that I have already listened to several times, but I love the man's voice. Even though he is talking about death and destruction, suicide and starvation, there is just something incredibly calming to me about his voice. It would be truly tragic if the rumors are true about him at least for me it would be.

Last but certainly not least:

Fight the team across the field

Show them Ohio's here

(We've got the team why don't we)

Set the Earth reverberating

With a mighty cheerRAH! RAH! RAH!

Hit them hard and see how they fall

Never let that team get the ball

Hail! Hail! The gang's all here

So let's win that old conference now!

(So let's beat that Michigan now!)

(Oh, Ohio! Oh, Ohio! Wahoo! Wahoo for Ohio!)

There is only one word to cover the Buckeye's completely dismal abandonment of No 1. -- Dumbasses! Congratulations to Florida who in true Wisconsin Badger style prove all the sports commentators wrong. Well done!

On a side bar, spell check doesn't seem to be working today, so if I misspelled anything, please do not feel the need to let me know. I will probably notice in a week or two if I happen to go back and read the post.

Nine Years

So today was a big day - I have been with my current employer for nine years. I think about the last nine years, life has changed a lot. I ended an engagement in moving here to take this job. There is still a slight "what if..." that lingers in my mind at times, but I don't ponder it for long periods of time. I have changed churches several times and changed jobs within this company even more times.

I have things I am proud of and things I'm not proud of but I have learned from.

In three months I will graduate with my MBA. Then what? I am required to stay with my employer unless I plan to fork out a rather large check. Will I get a promotion out of this graduation? No promises no guarantees as I was rather rudely told by a HR person who has the personality of a gnat. Nine months from now, student loans kick in and do I just sit around and wait for the promotion to come? There are many questions that linger in this. And yet at the foundation of it is that my current employer has become a very distinct part of my identity. Some would say it is part of my blood and they would be correct. While a milestone is reached, paths will have to be examined....decisions decisions.

A new year

It's 2007! The Badgers won the Capital One Bowl and I survived the three hours of Capital One commercials. I spent the New Year with Leener's and the fam. It was a great four days including Rose Bowl Parade floats, catching up on life, spending time with an amazing almost 4 year old, movies, and mani/pedi's. And a chair that I think Leener's would consider making her second husband. ;)

It has been a long time since I have blogged. Noted by a email from AJ. I need to get back on top of this, but many other things took precedent.

Things I would like to not hear in 2007:
1) No more feuding between Rosie and Donald. For the first time in my 35 years of life, I have actually considered getting rid of my TV just so I wouldn't have to listen to them anymore. And another first, because of all this children in the sandbox throwing sand, I will not be tuning into the Apprentice...the putting contestants in tents doesn't appeal to me either.

2) Please no more Paris, Brittany, or any other anerxic alcholics either.

3) No more excuses from my mom about why she can't do the necessary work to heal her body.


My resolutions for 2007:
1) To be more gentle with words.
2) To continue on the paths I started last year.
3) To find joy in each day

Three months to graduation, and many decisions to make before then. I will do my best not to get so wrap up in life that I forget to write here.