beenie

I think too much

I don't know why I'm even thinking this, but something about Jerry Orbach's death just doesn't sit right with confuses me. It wasn't even a month ago that we found out he had been diagnosed with cancer earlier this year, and the news outlets all reported that he was expected to make a full recovery.

According to this article, his manager said "he's been playing golf, shooting his episodes and doing real well."

Less than a month later, he's gone.

Maybe I watch too much Law & Order. Wait, there's no such thing.

Stupid cancer. Stupid, stupid cancer.

:(

Sad day for Law and Order fans...

RIP Jerry Orbach.

God he was good. :(

Anyone have some spare motivation???

I can't seem to find mine...

Hee!!!!!!

Most people who know me know what a fiend I am for fun socks. I also love llamas. However, I could never find socks with llamas on them. I have socks with pigs, with monkeys, with cows, with penguins, etc. - but no llamas. Until now!!!! Check out these socks my mom found for me!!!

Alrighty

I decided it was time to take a couple of of quizzes, but didn't feel like putting them in separate posts... clicky!

I'm not really militant. I could be cool if I tried, but I usually don't try.

It's the most wonderful time of the year...

Merry Christmas, everyone!!

Karma bites me in the ass

This morning, I decided I wanted to get my hair cut. I made an appointment and off I went.

As of 12:30, my hair was down to the middle of my back, possibly a bit longer. If I tilted my head back, the ends reached down to my waist. I debated doing the Locks of Love thing, but decided that I wasn't quite ready for such a drastic change and ixnayed that idea. It was a decision that I'm now regretting.

I told the stylist what I wanted - a few inches off the back, and face-framing layers. She went scissor-happy, and my hair is now at my shoulders. With all of that hair gone, had I just made the decision to do LoL, my hair might only be an inch or two shorter.

So, a good portion of my hair is gone, and a worthy charity has nothing to show for it. This sucks, Beavis.

Deja Vu

I think I may have done this one before...

sad

The mother of a friend of mine passed away this morning. It was not peaceful. She was too young, probably around my mother's age. And it was totally random. And that scares me.

I can't stop laughing!

Create your own religion, Mad-Libs style!

Here's mine:

In the beginning God created the cat and the wine glass. The wine glass was without cell phones and miserly. Then God said let there be bat and there was bat. And God saw the bat, that it was curmudgeonly. On the 6th day God created the first man, Snowball. And God saw Snowball, that he was slick. God then took one of Snowball's fingers and made the first woman, Beatrice. And God said you shall not eat of the cow of desk for if you do you shall surely screw. But unfortunately a wily sheep tricked Beatrice into eating of the cow of desk while God wasn't looking. He eventually found out and kicked them out of the garden. Snowball and Beatrice then had two sons, Cane and Able. Cane was a berateer of nozzles, while Able was a herder of porcupines. Cane then gave God an offering of carbonated speakers and Able gave Him an offering of printer. But God really preferred the printer so Cane repeatedly aspirated Able in the fields. For that God cursed Cane to berate nozzles forever.

All your cardstock are belong to us

Or, at least that's what a customer told me today, though not in so many words.

She dropped off hard copy of a postcard she had designed - it was 4-up and she said she needed 700 cards. On the back of the one of the hard copies (it was double-sided, so she had two sheets of paper), she had written "700 total, after cut." I made up her 700 cards (remember, 4-up on a sheet, so only 175 sheets of cardstock were necessary).

My salesguy delivered them this morning, and about 15 minutes later she called. "How many cards are in here?" I told her that there were 700 cards. "700 cards or 700 total sheets?" I told her that it was 175 sheets, cut into 700 total cards, which is what she had requested. "Nonono hon, I need 700 sheets!"

Well, then why the heck didn't you tell me that yesterday? Why did you write "700 total, after cut" on your hard copy?! Argh! So I went into the paper storage area, pulled 525 more sheets of cardstock (in several colors, because we don't keep much of each color of cardstock in stock), and went to work.

Oh, and did I mention that the only way to put cardstock through our copier is through the bypass tray? You're supposed to be able to put it in a paper tray, but it always jams. And did I also mention that the bypass tray only holds about 20 sheets? And that cardstock won't go through without jamming when the copier's on double-sided mode? I had to sit there and feed 525 sheets of cardstock through, twenty sheets at a time, twice.

Fun.

You know, I have a nice title and all, but when I'm the only one in the office, I'm not only the manager, but the production staff as well. And with a salesguy who's gone much of the day, and only a part timer for help, I'm the only one in the office up to half the day sometimes. Almost the whole day if my part-timer has the day off (which she did today). So, nice title, but I don't even get to have fun with it by being a lazy beeyotch. ;)

More Christmas Cheer!

The best picture of my tree I've been able to get (apologies to anyone visiting from the GEFP who have only seen the "less good" picture):

And another one of my favorite gift this year:

Merry Christmas!

It's the little things

My mom cracks me up - she called the other night to tell me that she and my father got cell phones for themselves for Christmas. :shock: Holy jeez, it's about freakin' time (they both have fairly decent commutes, mostly highway driving). So she tells me "well, we signed the contract last night, and I'll be damned if I'm going to waste 10 days of my contract that I'm paying for anyway."

Then I had to walk her through making a phone call on her cell over the phone while she was also on her landline. Oy. I had her call me - it was interesting...

Mom: "But if I call you on the cell, won't your phone be busy since we're already on the phone?"

Me: "No ma, I have call waiting, remember? But when you call me I have to answer the beep."

Mom: "Oh yeah."

Me: Okay, so flip the phone open..... okay, now dial my number..... okay, now press send."

Mom: "Oooh, it's ringing!!!"

Me: "Okay, I have a beep. Hold on. (At this point, she has her landline on one ear and her cell on the other - wish I could have had a pic of that!). Hello?"

Mom: "I can hear you! Yaaaay!"

Me: "Congratulations, ma, you've successfully completed your very first cell phone call."

She got so excited over making a phone call - it was really cute. :)

Ummmm, okay.

The Witch.


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Why yes, the world *does* revolve around me!!

SPd from Mel and Sheri

Three Names You Go By:
1. Kat
2. Kathleen
3. Kath-a-LEEN e-LIZ-abeth!!! (thanks, mommy!)

Three Screennames You Have:
1. beenie
2. citizenkate (not sure if this one counts, I don't use it anymore)
3. kathleenie_beenie (see #2)

Three Things You Like About Yourself:
1. Despite being fat, I'm pretty darn graceful
2. My sense of humor
3. I'm a good cook

Three Things You Dislike About Yourself:
1. I'm defensive
2. I'm stubborn
3. Sometimes I'm too nice

Three Parts of Your Heritage:
1. Irish
2. Austrian
3. German

Three Things That Scare You:
1. Losing a loved one
2. Terrorism (see #1 - had a scare on 9/11 - I have an uncle who worked in close proximity to the WTC. We didn't hear from him until 10 that night)
3. Things that go bump in the night

Three of Your Everyday Essentials:
1. Chapstick
2. Computer with an internet connection
3. Ponytail holders

Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1. Wedding band
2. Engagement ring
3. Silver double-hoop earrings

Three of Your Favorite Bands/Artists (at the moment):
1. DMB
2. Billy Joel
3. Vince Guaraldi Trio

Three of Your Favorite Songs at Present:
1. Christmastime is Here
2. Christmas Song (by DMB)
3. Girls Lie Too (yep, the country music is starting to grow on me)

Three New Things You Want to Try in the Next 12 Months:
1. Saving money
2. Losing weight
3. Making a big hair change

Three Things You Want in a Relationship (love is a given):
1. Trust
2. Humor
3. Intimacy (not just the sexual kind)

Two Truths and a Lie:
1. I love apple pie
2. I make really good gravy
3. I've worn bifocals since I was 3

Three Physical Things About the Opposite Sex (or same) That Appeal to You:
1. Eyes
2. Hands
3. Smile

Three Things You Just Can’t Do:
1. Stay organized
2. Be mad at my kitty
3. Hold back the tears when Magic 98 airs the daily Holiday Wish phone call

Three of Your Favorite Hobbies:
1. Cooking
2. Sleeping
3. People-watching

Three Things You Want to do Really Badly Right Now:
1. Go to sleep
2. Get warm (just can't seem to do it today)
3. See the NYC decorations

Three Careers You’re Considering:
1. Philanthropist Socialite
2. HR
3. Accountant

Three Places You Want to Go on Vacation:
1. Hawaii
2. Caribbean
3. Ireland

Three Kids Names: (names that I love, or names we've managed to agree on? I'll list three that I love)
1. Madeline
2. Abigail
3. Genevieve

Three Things You Want to Do Before You Die:
1. Own a house here and one in NY at the same time
2. Have a child
3. Be in a movie, TV show or Broadway musical

Motivation makes me tired

I finally got motivated to make the cookies. TWENTY DOZEN later, and I'm whupped. I don't want to LOOK at another cookie.

Photo-obsessed kitty mama

This is my current wallpaper:

And here's another:

Isn't he just precious?!

Laziness

I should be baking cookies and getting my packages together for the two Secret Santa exchanges in which I'm participating this year. The dough (two different kinds) has been made, the gifts have been purchased, but what am I doing? I'm sitting here. My excuse is that the dough needs to chill before I can bake it and that I have no idea where the wrapping paper is, but still - I could be at the dollar store buying a roll of paper and some effin' tape. But no. Here I sit.

It's cold and windy out - I don't want to go out there. Bryan's out Christmas shopping with his mom - maybe I'll ask him to stop at the store to get some paper. Or maybe he can bring some home from his mom's. Hmmm...

Can I breathe yet?

Apparently not.

Okay, I had a big long confusing explanation of a work project here, but I'll just shorten it to say that we were going to deliver finished product to a customer today at their request (rather than the original Monday due date) and we couldn't because the customer screwed up - after they requested we delvier it early!! And now we have to drive all over creation on Monday to make sure they have it on time for the ORIGINAL due date, because of said customer screw-up.

Needless to say, this if of course a big huge important project, and I will be flustered and worried and verklempt until this project is done and out of our hands.

It's been a hell of a week.

Holiday blues

I've got 'em, hardcore. Ever since I moved here, Thanksgiving has been the hardest holiday for me to be away from my family. With all of the other holidays being the buffet-type "make yourself a plate and sit wherever," Turkey Day is the only holiday where we all smush around the table and eat together. So I'm bummed. I'll be in a general funk until after Christmas.

Don't get me wrong - I am thrilled to have what I have - a loving husband, a wonderful snuggly kitty, a nice apartment, and the whole food/clothing/shelter thing, but I've got the blues in a bad way. :( I miss my family.