All Set! Monday, May 23 2011

Grades weren’t supposed to be available until Wednesday but the system revealed to me:

Spring Term 2011
Course Title Instructor Grade Credit Status Credits Earned
ENGL E-156A Crime, Horror/Victorian Lit Kaiser A minus UN 4
HIST E-10D World History IV: 1800-Present Ostrowski B UN 4

I’m cool with this! Frankly, I only checked because the automated email from Financial Aid mentioned something about the $200 deposit being due if you hadn’t been promised funding. The Vic Lit grade was known but the Hist was giving me cold sweats at night. Guess the zits can subside now.

In other news, attended two children’s birthday parties in Woburn over the weekend…The Beezer is now a fan of Woburn. Her birthday, kindergarten assessment and graduation loom.

The only thing that could make life perfect now is a new job!

P.S. Am considering seeing a psychic on the work front. Yes, this is silly, however, my colleague told me a psychic ‘saw’ her with a new employer in August. Frankly, I hate my job so much that I will try anything at this point!

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Classy Lady! Friday, May 13 2011

It’s good to argue with children!

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Fixin’ to go Down South! Saturday, Feb 26 2011

Our trip to visit Rebecca is this coming week! I am so unprepared and so excited! Do rental cars automatically come with GPS?

We went to the Cambridgeside Galleria today to buy some glad rags for the trip. What a depressing place! I felt like we stepped onto the ‘Jersey Shore’ set. Club music assaulted the ears to the point where it was unpleasant to browse…I just grabbed what I thought we might like and ran to the Old Navy register. At Victoria’s Secret, four employees offered to help – nice but the shop was tiny and my appearance normally leads clerks to ignore me. Also, I only wear a 36B and therefore require little to no help – ha!

We even ate at the Cheesecake Factory (Bea ate a piece of butter with bread and refused to eat her sliders; Rich vomitted in the parking garage…we don’t get out much). The patrons were just so weird…instead of talking to their fellow diners, they texted, stared off into space or completely gorged themselves. The kind of place where you feel empty, even though you just ate a huge cheeseburger with a whole half avacado on top. Our waiter was oddly obsequious and filled with self-loathing. I am wondering where all the employees are finding white pants. That must suck.

We need to start packing and all sorts of fun stuff. Plus, I have a thought paper and quiz due while we are away…why did I pick such an arbitrary date?

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Colder than a witch’s t… Friday, Feb 11 2011

Yup, still cold here.  Looks like some folks know how to have fun.

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Hey, man. Saturday, Jan 22 2011

My hat from Becky was usurped right out of the package.

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Pickles and Preschool Friday, Jan 7 2011

Because I don’t seem crazy enough:

From: aibutcher@hotmail.com
To: p——@a—-.org
Subject: January 11th – Snack – Pickles
Date: Fri, 7 Jan 2011 18:54:58 -0500

Hi P——-,
 
I was just reviewing the preschool snack calendar for January and noticed pickles were going to be served on Tuesday, January 11th and wanted to send you a heads up.  Although Beatrice is by no means allergic to pickles, for some odd reason they really upset her.  Yes, I know this seems strange but she cannot even abide the thought of them.  We do not know why she feels this way; she has never tasted a pickle.
 
So, I just wanted to let you know she has some rather strong feelings about them!  Please let me know if you have any questions or concerns.
 
Also, is it possible for you to scan and email the wish list?  My work hours make it difficult to stop by the school (her grandfather usually takes her) and we would like to contribute to the classroom.
 
All the Best,
Amy Butcher
(B—– G—–’s mom)

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Survived! Tuesday, Jan 4 2011

Have you ever read the book Adrift: Seventy Six Days Lost at Sea?  It is one of my favorites and seems to be a realistic precusor to Life of Pi.  Some wacky hippy drifts about the sea, becoming dehydrated and ill until landing in the Carribean.

At any rate, feeling adrift myself.  We continue to live out of boxes because there are a few pieces of space consuming furniture that do not belong to us and the floors slopes to such an extent that The Man cannot set up his shelving for the thousands of CDs.  Also, Father Christmas was far too bountiful.  Next year, I shall procure an old stick and cutting of gingham and call it a doll.  Maybe an orange and walnut in the stocking and that is all.

Thankfully, the holidays have ended!  Waiting for grades and school to begin.  After being back to work for the last two days, have remembered what a pedantic blowhard the boss is.  My job would be much better without his foolish meglomania.  He demands to change meetings in fifteen minute increments, cannot clearly express himself, calls me Toots and Honey and attempts to demean all THREE employees with crude jokes at every turn.  Big Man!  Hopefully, the new COO will continue to clean house – especially our department.

My fun task at work today was sourcing a 53″ boy teddy bear without any ornament (bow ties, hats, etc.) for under $50.  You would be surprised how difficult the task is when you are trapped in an office with only the Internet to rely upon.  It costs more money for me to source, get approval and order the fucking bear than a $200 Gund.  But no matter, that is what the Commonwealth wants.  In case you were wondering where your tax dollars go…

A friend called me at work today.  I saw the number on caller id and assumed it was an annoying salesperson so did not pick up the phone.  Imagine my surprise when overhead paged me and let me know Bebere was calling from Fancy Pants France (or Surenes, as she calls it). 

She and those close to her heart have been doing poorly (aside from her brother, who as polite company describes as being ‘away for a bit’).  She put things in perspective – I must strike out on my own rather than be a slave to the company store.  However, we must weigh in with the fact that I am not the sweet young thing I used to be and am beholding to an exacting 4.5 year old!  It is easy to only take care of yourself when you are young, smart and pretty.  To be responsible to a child’s needs as a middle aged woman is entirely different.

Trust me, with no kiddo, my resignation letter has been written ages ago. 

So, I may apply for a TA position, just to throw my hat in the ring.  I don’t expect to get it but worth a shot.

Lunched at the Nines with my current work mates and a former work mate who was fired for obscene email conversations with a priest.  Ms. M is temping for an international corporation, seems calmer – happier!  I am happy for her! 

So, good thoughts for a new job this year!

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Christmas Eve Eve Friday, Dec 24 2010

Presents:  wrapped.  Child with brushed teeth asleep: snore.  (Note:  Child requires humidifier, investigate.)  So, why do I feel like there is something I should have done but hadn’t.  Foolish human nature around this joyous season. 

Still, I will annoy The Man enough to have him take me to the market in case anyone wanders upstairs.  A bit of cheese and crackers should do the trick.  Perhaps some ham.  Ham always makes me happy!

Mrs. Giorgio always throws a Christmas Eve Party.  Frankly, I think I’ve missed a total of five (one year they went on vacation, the others bitter weather).  Attending 63% of the parties is my best success rate ever for party attendance as I cannot stand most people.  The Man’s Family Rocks!

Although I do miss my own family quite a bit.  A different type of celebration.  More later, if palatable.

We are too old to hide out in Rich’s room in the basement during the party.  Folks used to check on us having too much fun with our wacky Liquid Television.   Including Doris holding Hayley as a baby! 

At any rate, I shan’t go to work tomorrow, nor the next, nor the next.

Looking for a few days of pure relaxation.  Of course, I never am able to fully relax but to not attend five to six meetings a day where people dither on like pompous asses, well, fuck yeah, count me in!

The recycling company will be bullshit in Cambridge this year.  There will be weight from this household.  The packaging of children’s toys should be just enough so that it stays clean and neat in transit.  The child should be able to rip the box open herself.  I should not be recycling a log cabin after discarding Christmas packaging.

At work today, bought a new, shiny toaster oven for a pyromaniac and a treadmill for (2) 350 lbs. women and (1) 400 lbs. woman to share.  The Commonwealth and Nutmeg State are generous in this holiday season!  Halleljuah!



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Things do get better! Sunday, Dec 12 2010

School is over as of Wednesday!  Yes!  Just need to get through my two exams, then no more Aztecs, no more math!  At my ripe old age, I shouldn’t be subjected to the evils of graphs, standard deviations, memorizing formulae that appear to come from the Necromonicon.  Cannot wait to throw out these notebooks and binders!  Will never take courses suggested by my advisor again.

That being said, the next three days will be devoted to math. 

The Beezer declared that we are to go to Chucky E. Cheese to celebrate The Man getting his license back from the horrid DOR, so we will go tomorrow.  Skee ball is good.

We saw Santa and Mrs. Claus at the Coop yesterday, so that is out of the way.

Starting to wrap presents and need to start posting some packages.  Busy, busy.

Also, we need to seriously think about kindergarden for next September.  Cambridge works on a lottery system, so we get to choose three schools and pray she gets into one of them.  Arrgh!  Plus, there is a ton of paperwork to complete.

We are still in the midst of unpacking.

Hopefully, I will stop spending money on gifts:)  The Man went nuts yesterday and bought Sox tickets to nine games!  Will need to invest in a few Sox t-shirts.

So, life is still busy but getting better!

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Too Lazy to Post – Another Letter to Friend Sunday, Nov 21 2010

The job has become even more of a nightmare, if that is humanly possible. Much of this stems from the boss over committing us to tasks which belong to other departments, as well as keeping us in useless meetings AT LEAST three hours a day so he looks important, then burdening us with secretarial tasks (constantly changing meeting times, etc.). None of us (even Ms. MF who is hyper efficient!) have enough time to do our jobs. Prez/CEO has definitely changed the landscape. Also, the boss lives in fear of our new COO who doesn’t like him, so he has resorted to sycophantic means of pleasing her (I think he has a real problem with women being in charge, rather than being under his thumb). Due to his age, etc., he is very fearful of losing his comfortable lifestyle and being allowed to act in a vulgar, disgusting manner to his staff. I wish HR would investigate him. Ah, well.

As you know, I only plan on being there another two years (ugh). If it weren’t for the baby and my knee, I would have quit long ago. But, who else would hire a cripple that is constantly late for work due to preschool drop off? For the time being, it suits me.

Due to being stressed out from work/school/baby/move/The Man/finances, I acted the fool and became complacent in exercising. So, all my hard work in PT has deteriorated and my limb is as shriveled as before, wanting to pop out of joint at the worst times. As of yesterday, my exercise regime has begun again, but so much strength training needs to happen. Since the cold weather is setting in, this may also be part and parcel of the good old arthritis. Ugh.

School: I will happily greet December 16th! The Aztecs do not interest me. Math is erratic; I am good with formulas but anything to do with drawing (graphs, etc.), not so much. Odd, as my father is an architect. Also, I do not like going to school in person, so next semester will be all online:) I will not have this luxury in the Fall 2011 semester due to the foreign language requirement. At least I will sort of stay warm this winter.

At least The Beezer thrives! She goes to two preschools that balance out her education (although happy she spells her name, she has amended the spelling to BEE). She has her own bedroom with a fancy new bed and naps/sleeps with little difficulty. Life is very good for her right now:) We have been going to story hour and Charlie’s for lunch on Saturdays for the past few months – this weekend, like an ass, I figured everyone would be at the stadium for the football game. I was mistaken, and we couldn’t get a seat at Charlie’s, so we had to take a cab back to go to S&S for lunch.

Don’t get me started on The Man stuff; I’ve never filled out so much paperwork in my life. Effin’ Mass Health, DOR and child support, man. Grrr.

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