I've always enjoyed the Blue Angels' shows. This is a little unnerving. And reminds me of this that happened a while back here in Mil-Town.
Background about the plane here in town: I was at work when this happened. I remember hearing about it, but not knowing where this was. I remember driving home and seeing a lot of lights a few blocks from my house and no lights on my block. It was only a few moments after I got home that the power came back to our block. So I flipped on the news and found out that the plane crash was about 5 blocks from my house. They think the pilot was drunk.
Saturday, April 21
Thursday, April 19
Wednesday, April 18
So Excited
A while back, one of my work friends lent me a jammin' album. I'd never heard of this funk-tastic man. Having discovered a new radio station, I heard about a show that I am so excited to go see.
Won't you join me? :)
Won't you join me? :)
Tuesday, April 17
Midnight update
- Tired
- Hungry
- Upset tummy / indigestion
- Minor insomnia
- Great TV show on DVD
- My legs hurt - deep in the calves
Mostly good, I think.
Sunday, April 15
Saturday, April 14
How to be positive.
I was told this week that I used to have such a positive attitude. I don't know about that. But I thought maybe I'd try to put a positive spin on some things from the last six months:
1. Dad spent about two months in the hospital around Christmas. He was really bad off, but everyone pretended he wasn't. He's now up to his full weight and able to concentrate on other life threatening but controllable illnesses such as heart disease and diabetes.
2. I think I had my heart ripped from my chest and ran over by a Mack truck. At least I fell in love.
3. I am now 18 months past when everyone thought there would be a promotion available for me. I still have a paying job.
4. I have lost 40-50 pounds since graduating college. Mom is finally off my back, but everyone else thinks I'm anorexic. Also, my diet is a lot of cake. This could be a health issue. Overweight + fatty foods does not usually equal losing 40-50 pounds.
5. I had the world's wenchiest doctor. But according to that wench, I won't develop cancer because only women without healthcare develop cancer.
6. The truck was broken into. And now I have a new shiny car.
7. I had bimonthly appointments with my doctor to fix numerous problems and indicate future potential problems. It's fantastic to know that my teeth are the healthiest they have been in years. But due to the treatments are now discolored.
8. I learned a second lesson about nice guys not actually being nice. I can't think of a positive.
9. I found out that one of my long-time friends is really mean to me and enjoys being condescending to me about the way I live my life. However, since I don't have the balls to be mean back, I think she'll always "be there for me".
10. I am not currently in a "spiritually right" place to read a book I've been wanting to read that is going to be featured in a study I wanted to join. I had too many books to read anyway.
11. Mom's company sold her division and she's losing her job. I will become a much better person from the position she has created for herself as "Ashlee's Personal Critic".
Ok. So who thinks I'm less positive than I used to be?
1. Dad spent about two months in the hospital around Christmas. He was really bad off, but everyone pretended he wasn't. He's now up to his full weight and able to concentrate on other life threatening but controllable illnesses such as heart disease and diabetes.
2. I think I had my heart ripped from my chest and ran over by a Mack truck. At least I fell in love.
3. I am now 18 months past when everyone thought there would be a promotion available for me. I still have a paying job.
4. I have lost 40-50 pounds since graduating college. Mom is finally off my back, but everyone else thinks I'm anorexic. Also, my diet is a lot of cake. This could be a health issue. Overweight + fatty foods does not usually equal losing 40-50 pounds.
5. I had the world's wenchiest doctor. But according to that wench, I won't develop cancer because only women without healthcare develop cancer.
6. The truck was broken into. And now I have a new shiny car.
7. I had bimonthly appointments with my doctor to fix numerous problems and indicate future potential problems. It's fantastic to know that my teeth are the healthiest they have been in years. But due to the treatments are now discolored.
8. I learned a second lesson about nice guys not actually being nice. I can't think of a positive.
9. I found out that one of my long-time friends is really mean to me and enjoys being condescending to me about the way I live my life. However, since I don't have the balls to be mean back, I think she'll always "be there for me".
10. I am not currently in a "spiritually right" place to read a book I've been wanting to read that is going to be featured in a study I wanted to join. I had too many books to read anyway.
11. Mom's company sold her division and she's losing her job. I will become a much better person from the position she has created for herself as "Ashlee's Personal Critic".
Ok. So who thinks I'm less positive than I used to be?
Thursday, April 12
Bill of Rights Issue I Think.
I think that this has been blown out of proportion. I think that much more horrible things have been said about me that were in fact racist and disrespectful. It sucks that people are stupid enough to say stupid things. It sucks more that these people are given radio and tv shows. It sucks even more that people get so upset that stupid people express their freedom of speech. Get over it. Someday you'll say something that is stupid and offensive to someone else.
Sunday, April 8
From a phone conversation with Mom
Me: I keep forgetting to use lotion in the morning now that it's winter again here.
Mom: You only use lotion in the winter?
Note - The warning lights did not go off here. I'm losing my ability to see these statements coming.
Me: Yeah, my skin gets so dry, I can't take it without lotion.
Mom: You should lotion in the summer.
Me: I don't have dry skin in the summer.
Mom: You'll get wrinkles. You should lotion.
Me: I already have old hands...
Mom: You only use lotion in the winter?
Note - The warning lights did not go off here. I'm losing my ability to see these statements coming.
Me: Yeah, my skin gets so dry, I can't take it without lotion.
Mom: You should lotion in the summer.
Me: I don't have dry skin in the summer.
Mom: You'll get wrinkles. You should lotion.
Me: I already have old hands...
Saturday, April 7
Wednesday, April 4
It's official
Daisy is sitting in the driveway, fully alarmed, in her alloy splendor. She drives like a gem. And she didn't even gloat when we left Buttercup in Eau Claire.
Tuesday, April 3
Monday, April 2
8 days
And I am now the biggest idiot I have ever met.
Boys will be boys and older men are not the answer. A 38 year old will not only behave like a 21 year old, his game will be that much better from a well-experienced stand point.
So, this is the new, improved, single, car-owning woman reminding herself that she will once again go three years before she tries trusting yet another man. Thank you.
Boys will be boys and older men are not the answer. A 38 year old will not only behave like a 21 year old, his game will be that much better from a well-experienced stand point.
So, this is the new, improved, single, car-owning woman reminding herself that she will once again go three years before she tries trusting yet another man. Thank you.
Thursday, March 29
Not-so-rational Ashlee
I think most people experience a small amount of nervousness when buying a new car. I am out of sorts. And I don't know what to do about it. It has spread to other areas. I'm taking a weekend roadtrip with a friend. I'm nervous. I haven't talked to the boy in four days. I'm nervous. I'm interviewing a dishonest associate tomorrow. I'm nervous. I don't think it's normal. Who am I kidding, I've never been normal. But I've never been a nervous type either.
The oddest part, in my most humble opinion, is that I have this part of my brain that is completely rational. It understands each of these things that are making me nervous and is trying to tell me that things are actually ok and quite under control. And the crazy part of my brain keeps yelling indignantly back. And then I think I have a mental illness and become nervous.
Sheesh. I wonder if this subsides immediately, or if I have to suffer the first few months of payments?
The oddest part, in my most humble opinion, is that I have this part of my brain that is completely rational. It understands each of these things that are making me nervous and is trying to tell me that things are actually ok and quite under control. And the crazy part of my brain keeps yelling indignantly back. And then I think I have a mental illness and become nervous.
Sheesh. I wonder if this subsides immediately, or if I have to suffer the first few months of payments?
Wednesday, March 28
Sunday, March 25
Hm...
I have two.
1. So the other day, I'm in the express lane at the grocery store. The man in front of me is cradling his items instead of placing them on the conveyor belt. As his turn draws near, he makes a production of putting down the dividers to create a partition both with the lady in front of him and with me (I haven't put anything down yet). Then he puts down the jug of frontega wine and the duraflame log. Nice. I bet he went home, donned a leopard print bikini and sprawled out on his faux bear skin rug in anticipation of his lady returning home from her long day at the office. Next time, be proud!
2. This morning, I met a friend for brunch. I was wearing this fabulous t-shirt. There were two men on the other side of the joint that I noticed noticing the shirt. Just as we were being paged for our table, one of the men asked me if I would tell him where I obtained the shirt because his girlfriend needed it. I obliged him, then he told me his friend wanted to trade his grey t-shirt for my fabulous shirt. Um, not a fair trade. My question is, WTF? Why ask me about my shirt for your girlfriend? Why would your friend not have the balls to talk to me himself? Did you know that I had not yet had enough coffee?
Jeesh!
1. So the other day, I'm in the express lane at the grocery store. The man in front of me is cradling his items instead of placing them on the conveyor belt. As his turn draws near, he makes a production of putting down the dividers to create a partition both with the lady in front of him and with me (I haven't put anything down yet). Then he puts down the jug of frontega wine and the duraflame log. Nice. I bet he went home, donned a leopard print bikini and sprawled out on his faux bear skin rug in anticipation of his lady returning home from her long day at the office. Next time, be proud!
2. This morning, I met a friend for brunch. I was wearing this fabulous t-shirt. There were two men on the other side of the joint that I noticed noticing the shirt. Just as we were being paged for our table, one of the men asked me if I would tell him where I obtained the shirt because his girlfriend needed it. I obliged him, then he told me his friend wanted to trade his grey t-shirt for my fabulous shirt. Um, not a fair trade. My question is, WTF? Why ask me about my shirt for your girlfriend? Why would your friend not have the balls to talk to me himself? Did you know that I had not yet had enough coffee?
Jeesh!
Thursday, March 22
Spelling, etc.
Nine times out of ten, I am a phenomenal(and yes I just edited this cuz I spelled it wrong. Go me) speller. Words like maroon give me trouble. I want to double the wrong letters. But many other "difficult" words are fairly simple to deduce. I would, however, like to apologize for the word that I am not sure I will spell correctly in the next little story. Not a story. More like life event? No, not that big. Meh. Whatever.
As many of you know, I am considered a "high potential lp supervisor". Besides jumping really high when asked, I'm not always certain what this means for me. Today, I helped at an inventory at another store. While we were most definitely over-staffed from the LP side of things, I caught my DLPM and started asking questions.
Note: I am a master fenagler.
So, I ask him what running an inventory from a DLPM perspective entails. And he wanted me to clarify. So I told him that I understood his role in a prep sense, but I wasn't sure I knew everything he did on the actual day of inventory. So we talked. And talked. And I said, "So, why couldn't someone like me run one?" There was a pause. So I added, "You know, like there's June or even September if you'd rather I wreck my own store on my first attempt." And he said, "You can take a June store." Then up walks another DLPM. And my DLPM says, "Ashlee is gonna run the Sussex inventory this June."
I am proud of myself. I think I can do it. I think it will make me all the more promotable. And I don't think there is another LPS in the company that will have this experience prior to being an LPM.
I'm also scared as hell. Not my store. Not my review. But my inventory? Ack!
And for all those keeping track of the girl with ADD when dating - the well-muscled man is still around:)
As many of you know, I am considered a "high potential lp supervisor". Besides jumping really high when asked, I'm not always certain what this means for me. Today, I helped at an inventory at another store. While we were most definitely over-staffed from the LP side of things, I caught my DLPM and started asking questions.
Note: I am a master fenagler.
So, I ask him what running an inventory from a DLPM perspective entails. And he wanted me to clarify. So I told him that I understood his role in a prep sense, but I wasn't sure I knew everything he did on the actual day of inventory. So we talked. And talked. And I said, "So, why couldn't someone like me run one?" There was a pause. So I added, "You know, like there's June or even September if you'd rather I wreck my own store on my first attempt." And he said, "You can take a June store." Then up walks another DLPM. And my DLPM says, "Ashlee is gonna run the Sussex inventory this June."
I am proud of myself. I think I can do it. I think it will make me all the more promotable. And I don't think there is another LPS in the company that will have this experience prior to being an LPM.
I'm also scared as hell. Not my store. Not my review. But my inventory? Ack!
And for all those keeping track of the girl with ADD when dating - the well-muscled man is still around:)
Sunday, March 18
Oh, please!
Trump's thoughts on the presidential race. Warning: it's a long video.
"I know everyone and respect them. Anyone can do a good job. I could do a better job. I'm not going to run."
"I know everyone and respect them. Anyone can do a good job. I could do a better job. I'm not going to run."
To continue whining...
I joined an online book club. I figured it would be good for me to read a book and discuss it, since I'm always reading and craving a post-discussion. I'm about 50 pages from the end of The Tortilla Curtain. I hop onto the message board to see if maybe I can chat about how Delaney didn't realize how incredibly prejudiced he was until it was inconvenient to be open minded. Every discussion on this board is horribly targeted to "Those dirty Mexicans" and "I hate everyone illegal." Um, so you read a book that makes you cry because people felt that way, and you still feel that way?
I hate ignorance.
I hate ignorance.
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