I Will Preach On (and On)

I have not posted in a while, mostly because I could not think of anything important to say! Then I realized that I have rarely said anything important on this blog, so I figured I'd check in.

Easter was good. I'm just sorry that the 3 day weekend went by so fast! It's Wednesday evening already, though, so I guess another weekend is only 2 days away. Unfortunately, this one will be of standard length.
It was so beautiful today...got up to about 73 degrees . Tomorrow it's back to the 50s, but it's been wonderful while it lasted!

The news, which I sometimes talk about here because of a lack of other stuff to say, has been depressing as of late. I didn't even know Johnny Cochran was sick! And the Terry Shiavo thing has been quite disheartening. I know that I am in the minority when I say that I wish her feeding tube had been reinserted. Or just not taken out in the first place. I realize that she very well may have said that she didn't want to be kept alive artificially. But is feeding her really keeping her alive artificially? If she can breathe and open her eyes and move around and make noises on her own, what makes her life artificial? We wouldn't stop feeding a profoundly retarded person, or a quadrapeligic because "they wouldn't have wanted to live that way." She may not be conscious and living the life that she and others had wanted for her, but who is to say that God didn't want that for her for some reason? He works in mysterious ways, I've heard. I guess it's just my Catholic upbringing (no death penalty, abortion, euthanasia, etc.) speaking, but I really wish that we would put a little more value on life these days. Not life as in having it and living it on our terms the way we want to live it, but life as in being a gift that is to be cherished and guarded until the One who gave it to us says that it's over.

Well, I've gotten on my soapbox again, so I'll step down. I get rather passionate about some issues...but I suppose I'm just as entitled to my opinion as everybody else!

We're Getting There

Howdy everyone. Wednesday down, Thursday to go, and then 3 days of blessed freedom! Well...sort of. Hubby and I will be traveling to Indianapolis (~ 150 miles due south) on Saturday, where his family will be spending Easter together. That means the inlaws, his 3 older sisters, their husbands and their 12 children. Woo hoo! Break out the migraine medication. Actually, it won't be that bad. I enjoy seeing everyone.

Well, not much to say, really. I think I'll visit my favorite reading room (www.eharlequin.com) and check out a romance novel. Although, the ones online are more like short stories. That's alright, though. I have a short attention span! 'Later.

Married, But Not Dead (Yet)

Not much to say...just tired and wishing it were Thursday. Why Thursday? Because this Friday is Good Friday and I have the day off! There isn't much that makes me happier than a 3 day weekend (unless it's the 4 day weekend we get for Thanksgiving, or the week off we get between Christmas and New Years).

I was just reading the synopsis of yesterdays episode of Guiding Light. I used to watch it everyday, but now I just get to read the paragraph on the CBS website. In the last couple of years that I watched the show regularly, they introduced a lot of new actors and actresses. That's what happens in soap operas. There is this one actor, Bradley Cole (his real name, not his character's name) who I thought was pretty good looking. He is one year younger than my dad, though, so I really didn't get obsessed. Then, though, they put him in this storyline where he had a pretty hot and heavy relationship with an actress that was around my age. So, it started me thinking. And now I think that he is possibly the most attractive man on the planet. Or at least up there in my top 5.

Is it just me? I always did have a thing for older guys. Oh well.

It's Just So Wrong

Friday!!!!

I read another "oddly enough" news article today that disturbed me considerably. It involves bodily fluids again, but in a different way than the other articles that have felt the need to speak out against.

Now, I would like to share the fact that I am a big-time animal lover. Not the kind of animal lover that refuses to eat meat or throws paint on people wearing fur (although I don't care to ever own a fur coat), but definitely the type of animal lover that hates to see one of them in any kind of pain or distress. I have lived with at least one cat since the age of 4, and also currently own some fish. I also enjoy dogs, bunnies, and other kinds of creatures. Not afraid of rodents or snakes, although I have to admit a rather strong aversion to insects and arachnids. I tell you all of this to make a point. While I am considered by many to get overly sentimental about "Animal Precinct" and hunting shows on television, I would never, not in my absolute worst moments, consider putting an animal out of its lustful misery by having sex with it. Never. I don't even think that's what this guy did, really. He just couldn't find a human to help put himself out of his lustful misery, so he took it out on some poor doggies. That's just sick.

And with that, I'm going to go get ready to go to Stations of the Cross. And I'm going to have to pray for the human race. A lot.

No Green Beer For Me

Thursday...I love you so. But only because you're so close to Friday.

Boring day at work today, which beats days like yesterday hands down. My husband stopped by my office to say hello (he was in the area for business purposes), so it was nice to see a friendly face! Ok, so I see quite a few friendly faces at work, but they're the kind of friendly that would turn evil in a New York minute if you crossed them. That's the way business is (I guess).

Hubby and I have started preparations for the baby that we have decided to try for. I've been on these blasted prenatal vitamins for a few weeks now. We've also moved the cats' litter box, food and water dishes out of the spare bedroom so that, when we do eventually have a child, he/she won't have to sleep in the same room as the cat poop. And the cats won't get curious about the baby in the middle of the night and decide to lay down on its head. We've also started 2 savings accounts (one for future childrens' college tuitions and one for general purposes), as well as renewed our lease for another year. So...good start. I refuse to think about all the other stuff we'll have to go buy (crib, stroller, carseat, clothes, diapers, pacifiers, bibs, blankets, etc.) until pregnancy is a reality. Well, I guess I've thought about it, but I'm definitely not buying!

Alright, well I've got to go start dinner. 'Later!

Throw Me a Pity Party

The week is a little more than halfway over! Thank God. I don't think I ever can say that I want to go to work, but today was particularly awful. I don't know what I would do if it was Monday! Well, I suppose I would just have to work the next 4 days in a row, but I would be terribly depressed about it.

I won't go into details about why today was so bad. It was just "one of those days" where nothing seems to go right. I had more trouble with the EHS Committee (spawns of Satan, all of them!), and there's this one blond girl with huge boobs at work that pissed me off again today. I say "again" because we've never particularly gotten along. She's just not friendly, but at least she's not in my department. I don't have to interact with her very much. To top it off, I am exhausted. I have not been able to fall asleep worth shit the past 2 nights. I am one of those people that needs about 8 hours of sleep a night to get through the day without feeling pretty tired by late afternoon. Do I ever get that much sleep on weeknights? Rarely. But lately I've been getting less than 6. Normal for some, but it's wearing me down. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep better tonight.

Well, I suppose that's enough whining for now. Sometimes I just need to vent - so it's good that I found an outlet in which to do so! I'm going to go lie down and read a romance novel. Mindless fluff is the perfect medication for an overly stressed brain.

Just a Quick Note

Not much going on here...boring as usual. I need to get work done - I'm doing respirator training for the laboratory workers tomorrow, so I have to get my presentation ready. I'm also still working on these darn MSDSs. It's getting old fast!

Since I haven't posted for the past few days, and haven't really said anything today, I'll just link to this article and throw out a topic: Slang - Enrichment, or Ruination of the English language? Discuss.

Jesus Is My Friend...and so is Friday, McDonald's and Juvenile

Friday!! Yes!! I always get so excited.

So, this is new. I am at home typing this, after putting in a full day's work. I stopped at McDonald's on the way home for a #9 (filet o' fish, for those of you who do not have the combo menu memorized). Hubby does not get off work until 8:00pm on Fridays, so McDonald's has become quite the habit. So yummy, yet so bad for you.

Ok, I had to stop for an hour so that I could go to Stations of the Cross. Usually they just have a priest and 2 alter servers walk around to all the stations, but tonight it was the youth of the church leading. I could tell that they had all practiced a lot...there was this one girl who was maybe 15 that was playing the role of Mary watching her son carry his cross and be crucified. She was quite the little actress - it was heartwrenching. So I was feeling very religious until I got in my car and started jamming to Juvenile's "Back That Ass Up." It took me back to my college days, when I used to dance to that song with guys in bars and follow it's instructions. Life is so multifaceted.

Well, I guess that's about it for the day. My husband will be home soon, so the computer game playing and television watching is about to begin. Everyone have a good weekend!

I'm Not Going Down For This

It's happened again...only now it's gone too far! Unknowingly ingesting someone else's bodily fluids is disgusting enough, but add the fact that perfectly good brownies have been ruined and it just makes my blood boil. Stop it people! Stop it!

In other news, I read an article yesterday evening that made me reconsider my blogging behavior. Apparently, people are actually getting fired for blogging at work. Actually, more for blogging about work, but I'm sure that doing the actual typing when you're supposed to be working doesn't help things. So, this is the last time that I will blog from my desk for a while. My computer at home has been fixed (over 400 viruses and adware programs were found on it - I feel like an AOL commercial) so I will compose most of my ramblings from there from now on.

Take care and take heart! It's Thursday.

What Is Wrong With People?!

Ok, so I like to read the news before starting work in the morning. It only takes a few minutes, so I don't figure it's a big deal. While reading this news, I like to click on the "oddly enough" link. This takes you to articles about strange happenings over the last week or so. Two of these articles got my attention today, not only because they are highly disturbing and gross, but because any safety and health manager would cringe after reading about either of these incidences.

The first article was about a highschool football coach who licked the blood off the knee of one of his players. Eww. The second one was about a dentist who is probably going to be charged with squirting his semen into the mouths of 6 (female) patients. Again, eww. I would just like to say, this is not a good idea, people. Take a blood borne pathogens course. Or just act right. Preferably both. Just quit putting other peoples' bodily fluids in your mouth and vice versa. Unless of course you know the person really well, and then it's up to you. Just don't tell me about it.

Yawn

Boring day, I'm afraid. I'm just sitting here, working on my MSDS database and listening to Nelly on Launchcast (Yahoo's internet radio...it's pretty cool). My boss is back in the office today after being sick yesterday, so party's over!

It actually got over 60 degrees here on Sunday, but it's back to being 20 and snowy. Not too much snow this time, though. We have maybe an inch or two and are supposed to get another inch or two before tomorrow morning. I am one of those people who is loving the snow in November, but by this time of year has just had more than enough. I wouldn't mind not seeing snow again until Christmas!

Well, now Michael Jackson is singing Thriller on my radio. It's a guilty pleasure...I know that it's quite possible that he is not only crazy but a child molester to boot, but I enjoy some of his stuff. Sue me.

That's it for now...maybe something exciting will happen tomorrow to tell you about. Doubt it, though!

It's Good To Be Normal

Ok, last personal comment in a while (promise!). Know that thing that was so late and I was waiting and waiting for it to show up but it wouldn't? Well it did! On Saturday. So now I can finally quit freaking out for a while.

Something that made me freak out briefly, though, this morning was reading this news article. I would just like to say, "ouch." And ask, "why on earth was your cold water knob so damn sharp in the first place?!" I mean, I could understand falling and getting a pretty bad bruise. But impaled? That's scary.

In other news, I spent the first hour of my work day at our production facility this morning, teaching people proper lifting techniques and leading stretching exercises. There is this guy who works in production that is repeatedly straining his back and getting put on light duty. This, in turn, is upsetting our workers' comp. insurance. They did an audit and asked that we review manual materials handling with our production employees in an attempt to lower the injury rate (which isn't high, but I suppose that an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, or whatever the saying is). I have already trained production on manual materials handling and back safety, but I did it again. And went a step further by making the guys stretch before they work each morning and again after lunch. They aren't too happy about it, but that's not the point. If they would stop trying to cut corners by lifting heavy stuff by themselves without using the mechanical assist or asking for help, I guess they'll just have to deal with the consequences. Stretching never hurt anyone.

Well, off to work again. Yay!

Some Days I Just Don't Know

Friday! I don't think that I have ever been so tired in my entire life. I'm sure that I'm wrong, but wow. I just wish I was in bed right now.

You know, looking back on my whole medical evaluation yesterday, I'm not entirely sure that I didn't get a raw deal. For example, when I go into a doctor's office saying that I am a sexually active married woman who has not started a period in over 6 weeks and has recieved negative results on 3 urine pregnancy tests, don't you think that they should do a blood test before declaring me not pregnant? It seems reasonable, but they didn't. They just did a urine test and then said "We're sure you're not pregnant." Well, I don't think I am, but how can they tell me that they're sure without a blood test? And, when I told the nurse practitioner that my husband and I were going to start trying to have a baby, she just asked if I was on any vitamins. I said no, and she prescribed me the prenatal vitamins and then asked if I had anymore questions. No attempts to offer guidance or anything. She was friendly, but I guess I was just expecting a little more than "Everything looks fine. You'll get your pap results on a card in the mail in about 2 weeks." I feel cheated!

Also, it turns out that my husband is mad because he feels excluded from this whole process. He asked me if I wanted him to go with me to the doctor yesterday, and I told him that it wouldn't be necessary. If I was going in for an ultrasound or to listen to a baby's heartbeat or something, of course I would want him to go. But I didn't think that it was necessary for him to sit out in the waiting room while I got my exam and took a pee test. And last week when I was taking the pregnancy tests, apparently he was taking offense at the fact that he wasn't invited to be in the bathroom while I read the results. I swear - since when did he start perceiving me as a mindreader? He's about ready to perceive my foot in his ass.

Ok, well the sleepiness is obviously making me grouchy. I better just stop while I'm ahead before I piss anyone else off. I've been doing a lot of that lately! Oh well, we all have our moments.

Just As I Suspected

Back from the doctor, and I am now officially not pregnant. The peeing in a dixie cup was really fun, though.

The nurse practitioner said that women have been programmed to believe that they are supposed to have regular periods once a month, but really if you have 4 a year you're ok. I did not know this! She also put me on prenatal vitamins, so I'm all set to try for Junior. These are the biggest damn pills I have ever seen...Cindy (the nurse practitioner lady) said that I should probably take them with meals. If I don't, I may yak, but hey - it will just prepare me for morning sickness.

Not much else to report. Glad it's Thursday afternoon, and will be even gladder when it's Friday. My husband and I are going down to Lafayette this weekend to visit my parents (a little over 2 hour drive). Other than that, things are not all that interesting here. Yet!

I Wish Grownups Got Snow Days

Not much to say, other than that the snow has finally tapered off. I'm not sure how much we got total, but I'd say 8-10 inches. The roads are even worse today than they were yesterday, so the drive in to work was fun. Hopefully they will have gotten the plows and salt trucks out by the time I go home.

We finally got our new bed yesterday. That sucker is tall! The top of the bed is at my hip level, so I either have to hop or literally climb up by swinging a leg in first. It's comfortable, though, which I suppose is the most important thing. Not that I'm not still tired, mind you. It's my perpetual state (sigh).

Wishing for Spring

Ah, Tuesday. Monday is over, yet the weekend is still so far away.

I would be happy that March has arrived, yet something seems wrong. Oh, that's right, it must be the 2 tons of snow falling as we speak. We got about 6 inches of it last night, and it looks like we will probably get at least 6 inches more before tomorrow morning (minds out of the gutter!). I just love driving in snow...feeling the futile spinning of the wheels as I try to accelerate when the light turns green. Gripping the wheel tightly as it jerks back and forth as I plow through a snowdrift in my Dodge Neon. You've never really lived until you've experienced losing complete control of your car as you drive in rush hour traffic. The rush is exhilerating.