Tuesday, May 06, 2014
I am soo sorry for the following ventÖ I had to get it off my chest or I would explode.
My blood pressure is raised so much because of the crap that I just had to listen to. The office that I work in is an open office for the main area with the managers having their own offices, and good lord I wish I had one of those offices so I could just shut the door behind me. In the open part of the office, there are five desks. Four on one side of the room, and one on the other. Two of the desks are vacant, and I wish they werenít simply for the fact that the Union Steward from hell wouldnít be able to come into the office to check her email.
Now this union steward has a chip on her shoulder. If she doesnít like you, you know it. If she likes you she does everything in her power to make it known. I happen to be one of the people that she doesnít like. Why? I have no idea. I keep to myself, and I donít do anything that would get me in trouble. I donít need her services. And the very few times that I have had to use a union steward, it wasnít her. It will never be her.
She sits at the desk that is directly behind me and spies on me. Looks at my computer screen, and if I am doing something that sheís not sure of. She runs and makes an issue out of it with the managers. I am friends with a few of the managers, so they tell me when she says something. They also tell me that I need to file harassment claims on her.
Well today, sheís sitting at the desk, and is talking to the other union steward about how the union vice president, who is a driver in our department, wants to have them write a grievance because a substitute got hired in before a different sub. The way that subs get hired in is through a point system, based on six months of working. The sub that got hired in had two at fault accidents, over a year ago, and nothing else on her record. She had more points than the other person that the union wanted hired in.
Excuse me for being naive, but I thought the point of the union was to protect its members from unacceptable management practices. Not gun for their positions and try to get them into trouble. This is the first time that I have worked in a unionized workplace. And I wish that I didnít. Itís ridiculous.
In other news, Rachael and I did Just Dance 2 last night for our workout. We managed to complete a half an hour of dancing. I loved it, but today I am sore because I went all out. I did the arms, legs, and the full movements. Iím sure we looked ridiculous doing it, but it sure was fun.
Monday, May 05, 2014
I have super busy weekends lately in which absolutely no house work seems to get done. I know I can do it during the week, but then I always seem super stressed when that happens. Rachael and I even took a day off on Friday. We still had a lot of stuff that needed to be completed.
I seemed to have fallen behind on laundry and we got three weeks worth of laundry done in one day. Then on Saturday we had my niece Tessa and my nephew Brenden because their parents both had to work. It was supposed to be for a few hours, it turned into eight hours. But it was alright. We took them to the park, then over to my sister and brother in laws house, and then they played with the neighbor kids across the street. We managed to keep them busy from about 230 until 10. When we promptly put in Monsters University and Tessa fell asleep in 5 minutes.
On Sunday, we drove 2 hours down to Sidney, OH to watch my other niece Olivia in her dance recital. She was dancing with the Sidney Ballet Company, which is a big thing. They did a Super Heroes and Princesses show. The older girls in the company played the major parts, and then the younger dancers from the dance school were apart of the chorus. Olivia was a villain and then flounder. Then after dinner, which was sooo not apart of my diet (French Toast & Bacon from Perkins), we drove 2 hours back home.
After all of that driving, I still had to come home and create a website plan for my intro to web design class. *sigh* Not that it took long, it was just that I did not feel like doing it. I had no time to complete it before 8 oíclock last night. It was due at 11:59 MST, which is about 3 A.M. EST. But I was NOT going to stay up that late to do it. It got done, and itís already graded. I have 100% in that class, after 2 weeks.
Today Rachael and I are going to start actually working out. Weíll see how this goes. We usually start off with Biggest Loser Yoga, or Bob Yoga as we call it. Iím going to be sore tomorrow. Thatís for sure. Maybe we wonít start with Bob Yoga, but Jillianís Last Chance Workout. Iíll still be sore either way.
Thursday, May 01, 2014
So some of you may know, and most of you will not, I am still a HUGE NSYNC fan. I know I know, Iím going to be 32, I should grow up right? Why? Growing up is overrated.
Anyway. The NSYNC fan in my heart squee-ed a bit this morning when on GMA they did a segment about the ďItís Gonna be MayĒ posts that have been popping up everywhere on the internet. Itís a play off how Justin Timberlake says ďmeĒ in the song Itís Gonna Be Me. It sounds like heís saying may instead. Itís hilarious, and something that the NSYNC fandom has been making fun of for at least a decade now. Itís just funny that finally in 2014, it has hit mainstream media.
Now that I have that out of me, I have decided to do the #100HappyDays. Iíve seen it pop up around, well, everywhere and checked it out. Itís a good idea. With all the stress in my life, I could use a reminder about what it is to be happy. I take pictures constantly, I mean constantly and most of them are of my dog (hey what can I do, heís so fricken adorable). So why not devote one picture a day to something that makes me happy.
I started yesterday with my hipster shoes. I call them hipster shoes because thatís what they are. Hipster shoes. The ďtomsĒ wannabe, and then a cheaper version of Sperryís. What can I say. They were cute and I wanted to buy them, so naturally, I used a credit card. Itís only money right?
Rachael and I went shopping and spent over 300 on shoes alone. I got two pair, my hipster shoes, and then she got 4 pair. Her work shoes were really falling apart, and since she has foot problems she buys a little bit more expensive shoes. Then her sandals have to be replaced every year, as do her walking shoes. So a shoe budget is something that we need to work into our household budget.
Today, not really sure what makes me happy yet. I havenít come across the picture of the day. Weíll find out as the day progresses.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
So I have decided that I am mostly giving up soda. Iím going to be realistic and not say that Iím giving it up completely, but instead Iíll use it as a treat. After I have gotten my water intake for the day completed, if I am craving a soda, then Iíll have one. If Iím not, then I wonít just have one for the sake of having one.
Because the lack of actual flavor that water has, I have started to use the ďliquid water enhancersĒ. I am currently loving the Mio Sweet Tea. And yes I know that actual tea is better for me, but since I LOVE sweet tea, itís not feasible for me to drink as much real sweet tea a day that I want to. WAY too much sugar. This is a nice alternative for me. I get the taste of it, without the empty calories.
I have also figured out that the reason they suggest 8 glasses of water a day, is so that you get closer to your 10,000 steps a day. Getting up refilling your water glassÖ going to the bathroomÖ Itís a never ending cycle. Lol.
So, we have an open office where I work at, and in the part that is open there is me and two other women. They are cliquey and are really good friends outside of work, which great. More power to them. But they isolate me a lot. It depends on their moods. Some days I will come into work and theyíll literally ice me out. Go in a different room, or completely ignore me when I talk. Other days theyíre ok and will talk to me. Itís quite annoying because I come into work and never know who I am going to get. The nice people that they started out being, or the ice queens.
I am nice to them all the time, and I donít know how to get through to them, or if I even want to. It can be rather lonely at work though.
Monday, April 28, 2014
13 years ago yesterday, I got a call from my brother saying that my sister Rachel was in labor. Now the funny thing was, Rachel was not the one that was pregnant. My other sister Sara was pregnant. I called him back and basically called him an idiot to his voicemail. Sara called me back. Rachel was in labor and I needed to get home as soon as I could.
She had gone to the ER with what she thought were pains from appendicitis, when in fact they were contractions. Rachel was 38 weeks pregnant with a 5 lb 5 oz baby boy who was hidden up in her ribs. She did not show all throughout the pregnancy. She was not sick at all, and she was on the birth control shot therefore she did not have her period.
Brenden Mikel was born on April 27, 2001. He could have had a slew of things wrong with him because she did not know she was pregnant so she did not stop drinking or smoking, but he was for the most part healthy. Brenden was born with a heart defect that was genetic, so no prenatal care could have prevented it, called Truncus Arteriousis. (Iím sure I just botched the spelling.)
His pulmonary and aorta arteries grew as a trunk without a valve separating them. His heart did not perform properly because of this. The doctors did not think heíd survive the night. Well he did. He had his first open heart surgery at 3 weeks old, and the doctors did not think heíd live to be 5. He had his second open heart surgery at 10. The doctors know he will have to have at least one more surgery when his heart reaches adult size.
He is a miracle. Heís my god son and when we all were trying to figure out what to name him; my sister picked the name that I had suggested. I have 7 nieces and nephews and Brenden is the first one. I love all my nieces and nephews equally, but he is just a little more special because of what he went through.
The fact that he is now 13 floors me. He went from watching Beauty & The Beast multiple times a day, to super heroes, and now heís onto heavy metal and classic rock. He goes to art school for graphic design and wants to be a director one day. He has been making movies since he was 5 and if I ever win the lottery, I know Iíll finance his first movie.
In exactly 2 months, my other nephew Isaac will be turning 13. Where did the time go? Brenden and Isaac couldnít be more different. Isaac is all jock and hopes to play for Ohio State University one day. That will be the only time where I will root for OSU.
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