Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Hey, look! A Chicken!

This is what I feel like...

I wrapped up the baby shower last week.  It was a success! 
I will post pics when I find my darn camera cord.

This week is crazy busy.  I have been to the physical therapist for my wrist (I have tendinitis but it's almost all better now!)  I am doing hair every night-except Wednesday.  Wednesday I am cleaning house.  My Dad, Step Mom, and Sister are coming down Saturday so after work, I am going to hang out with them.  We I am having a cookout Sunday.  It might not sound like a lot but I am exhausted already!  Plus, Kevin is leaving me on Thursday.  He is going to WI with a friend for the 4th.

Excuse my pouting. 

The positives:

-Cash money for the hair
-Get to visit with lots of family
-Learning to cook on the grill
-I will appreciate my free time when it comes around

How is your week going?  What are your positives?

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

my generation...needy or helpful?

So, today I had a thought.   I hear and read  so many stories on line about my generation needing babied in the workplace.  The bosses are told we need more recognition than any other generation before us.  They are told that we just don't accept not being  awarded for doing our job.  They say we get this from our parents.  That the world revolves around us and that we are spoiled.

 I always felt uneasy reading these articles, and to be honest, a little hurt by them.  I cannot speak for my generation as a whole, only for myself.  I do not think I need to be babied. 
I believe I work my best when I feel needed and helpful.  Does that sound self righteous to you?  I find it difficult to do a job when I am given minimum flexibility.  I like to be helpful.  It's in my blood.  If I am not feeling helpful, then what is the point?  I try to do everything at 100%.  It is hard to do that when you are only given a tiny piece of the puzzle-yet are expected to know what the end result looks like.

I am not sure any of this makes sense and that is OK.  I just was annoyed by all the bad media attention.  I wanted to get it off my chest.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Still got it...Continued

f you missed the first part, click here.

So, while we were at the Indian Mill, there was an older gentleman sitting in the museum.  By older, I mean old.  Silver hair, saggy eyes, pen in the pocket of the shirt, old.

He asked me if I enjoyed Indian history, where I was from and where I was going-small talk.
I thought he worked there.  My friend Jenny caught up with me around that time.  We walked past him and was looking down one of the viewing windows.  That is when he came up to us again.  He suggested a few good hotels and such.  Again, just small talk.  He reminded me of my grandpa, likes to share travel info.

Out of no where, he looked at Jenny and said  "no wedding ring?"

The conversation went as follows:

Jenny "no, not me"

Him "Well, are you looking for a rich old man?"

Jenny (laughing) "somedays!"

Him "I am a retired attorney"

Jenny (still laughing)  "so are you telling me your rich?"

Him "I also have rental properties.  I have my estate going to my collage.  My kids are written out of my will. They don't respect me, by fault of their mother. "

Jenny "sounds like your children are foolish "

Him "I've been divorced for 40 years"

Jenny " I have been for 7- I have a 9 yr old son"

Him "Well, if I die-ok. But if I have a stroke or something, I have no one to look after me.  Do you work?"

Jenny "I am a bookkeeper"

Him (eyes light up) "Well I would be very generous to someone.  I need help with my rentals- paying bills, collecting rent.  I'd give you a house.  May I give  you my number?"

Jenny "ok.........." (looking at me with bug eyes)

When he pulled out a scrap piece of paper and pen, he handed it to her so that she could write it down (smooth move if you ask me).

He asked for her number but she wasn't giving it up.  The whole thing was unbelievable.  It wasn't a creepy old guy or anything.  We feel bad for his family situation.

Anyone else been offered a lifestyle?

Friday, June 4, 2010

From Redneck to Civilized

My husband, Kevin, FINALLY let me cut his hair.  He gets it cut about 3 times a year.  It would be more frequent if I could just get scissors close enough without him running away.

This week his time was up.

Snip, Snip, Chop, Chop

And the final results...

I love his "long" hair but this is more work suitable.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

In the jungle, the mighty jungle ♪♪♪

The baby shower invitations are in the mail so I want to share with you how they turned out.  Sorry for the poor quality pics, its late so I had to use my flash.

We created mini diapers out of fabric and inserted the invites.

Though a jungle of green,
Audree is waiting to emerge to be seen,
Join the Jungle fun oh please come,
this is a day to celebrate a brand new mom.

Monkeys, tigers, elephants, and giraffes,
Can be found in booked filled with adventures and laughs,
Books provide opportunities to learn and explore,
So lets fill baby Audree's library from ceiling to floor,
Filling the library should not be hard,
if you would please sign a book instead of a card.

What do you think??? I hope my cousin likes them.

Still got it...22 to 71

My weekend was pretty eventful.  I had a very busy day at the salon on Saturday (yay!). Once work was finished, I had plans to spend the weekend with my ex-wife best friend, Jenny.  My hubs had to work so it was girl time. 

Saturday night we decided to go out "clubbin".  We started "clubbin" when I was 18 and she 25...  We only go out once in awhile now and when we do, we feel old.  My best friend is 32 and I am 25. 

We wanted to go to our old fav place, The Big Sleezy Easy.  It's a Country bar on one side, Dance Club on another, pool tables, etc.  My bff is more country than I, but we both rock the line dances :) Don't judge!

When we are tired of the line dances, we "go ghetto" on the Dance club side.

Wouldn't you know our old song "Work It" by Missy Elliott came on!!! 
Jenny knows how to move her biscuits and tends to attract some male attention.
Saturday night was no exception.  She grabbed the eyes of a 22 yr old.  He didn't even know the song!!!  Ugh, feelin' old.

We wrapped up the night, deciding to make a trip up to the lake for the  Walleye Festival on Sunday.

On the way up to Lake Erie, we stopped by an old Indian Mill.  While we were there, Jenny was not just hit on, she was offered a lifestyle...did I mention the man was 71 years old???  I will go into detail with another post 'cause it's kinda a crazy story.

So in short, she's still got it. 

From 22 to 71!