I was wonderfully optimistic about having yesterday, the 4th of July, off. Amidst the bemoanings of co-workers complaining "why can't they combine it with a Monday or Friday like all the other Federal holidays" (like, Independence Day observed), I found myself somewhat amused by their self-centered ramblings. I remember pepilly proclaiming to my husband that I was just glad to have the day off.
Jump to 5:15 am, July 05, 2007, which came very early this morning. The fireworks didn't stop till 11 last night when a drenching thunderstorm came through. This means that at best I slept from 11:00 pm to 5:15 am. I am sleep sick-that sick feeling you get when you haven't had enough sleep. I feel schlimm.
It's not just me, either. Most co-workers I've incidentally spoken with (as tired as I am, I'm not trying to conduct a poll) have told me similar stories of tired misery. "If I can just make it through today . . . " Sigh. I figure that the loss of productivity is pretty high. We could make a case of it before congress. Ya' know, with statistics and pie charts and everything.
So, why can't they combine Independence Day with a Monday or Friday?
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Yes, Virgina, A Meme Is As Such a Post
Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school! The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be.
1. Who was your best friend?
Lola and Holly, before BFF's were BFF's
2.What sports did you play?
do rifle team and/or counting fididdles qualify?
3. What kind of car did you drive?
a hooptee nightmare '79 Impala known as The Blue Beast and the Chia Car
4. Where were you on Friday nights?
wherever my friends were; anyplace but my house
5. Were you a party animal?
Really?! I'm flattered you asked . . . but no.
6. Were you considered a flirt?
If by flirt you mean painfully insecure and desperately secretly crushing on my XY friends, sure.
7. Ever skip school?
Just once-I missed 15 minutes of Mr. Richardson's class. I got detention, too (I had already been tardy a few times to his class, this was the last straw). Figures. : ) The excuse of "the car breaking down" on the first day of Harvest Homecoming just didn't fly. No, Lola didn’t get detention, but I didn't have Mrs. Jones, and that would have been punishment enough.
8. Were you a nerd?
Let’s review the facts. I was in JROTC, had bad skin, bad clothes, really bad hair, was painfully insecure, I was poor, smart, was in honors and Advanced Placement classes. - diagnosis-yep-nerd.
10. Did you get suspended/expelled?
No. Suspension was not the way of the nerd.
11. Can you sing the fight song?
only parts of it . . . something about Gloria Frangipana, here's to her success (I'm not making this up) . .
12. Who was your favorite teacher?
Herr Howard and MSGT Webb, German and JROTC respectively. I started out in French, but did not like the snooty French teacher or her blasted dog Peurot/Pierot whatever. So, I went to the accordion playing beer drinking song singing Herr Howard's German class. To his credit, I excelled in German in college and studied abroad. MSGT taught me discipline (which I have since slacked on) and was particularly kind.
13. Favorite class?
German and ROTC for above reasons.
14. What was your school's full name?
New Albany Senior High School
15. School mascot?
Bulldogs
16. Did you go to Prom?
Groan, yes. . . I have the picture of an ugly dress and date to prove it. Lola did my hair, so it actually looked good for the first and last time in my high school career.
17. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
That's a HECK no.
18. What do you remember most about graduation?
the gymnasium was hot
we had a protest during our ceremony because of some racial remarks made by our basketball coach
the lights almost went out due to a storm
we were the first to throw our caps despite threats from the principal that he would withhold our diplomas if we did
my then "parential units" didn't come
the only picture taken of me at graduation was taken by the Norman Family.
19. Favorite memory of your Senior Year?
Spirit week: that's when the caste lines began to drop. I even got invited to this preppy girl's graduation party.
20. Were you ever posted up on the senior wall?
no. nein. nicht. nett. negatory.
21. Did you have a job your senior year?
McDonald's, where I could get you fries to go with that shake.
22. Where did you go most often for lunch?
McDonald's, Sportstime II Pizza
23. Have you gained weight since then?
A few pounds in just the past 2 years, and I don't like it a bit.
24. What did you do after graduation?
I think I hung out with my then boyfriend, Lola and her boyfriend at her boyfriend's place. I remember it was not fun as I was gripped with fear about the future.
25. When did you graduate?
1993
26. Where are most of your classmates?
nada clue except for a few who are still in the area
27. Are you going to your ten year reunion?
I went to my 10 year reunion. Our group was a no-show, so I spent most of the night talking with the friend I went with and the popular peeps who had become more down to earth.
28. Who was your home room teacher?
-don't know-Does anyone know the point of having a home room teacher?
29. Who will repost this after you?
It's a great mystery.
Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school! The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be.
1. Who was your best friend?
Lola and Holly, before BFF's were BFF's
2.What sports did you play?
do rifle team and/or counting fididdles qualify?
3. What kind of car did you drive?
a hooptee nightmare '79 Impala known as The Blue Beast and the Chia Car
4. Where were you on Friday nights?
wherever my friends were; anyplace but my house
5. Were you a party animal?
Really?! I'm flattered you asked . . . but no.
6. Were you considered a flirt?
If by flirt you mean painfully insecure and desperately secretly crushing on my XY friends, sure.
7. Ever skip school?
Just once-I missed 15 minutes of Mr. Richardson's class. I got detention, too (I had already been tardy a few times to his class, this was the last straw). Figures. : ) The excuse of "the car breaking down" on the first day of Harvest Homecoming just didn't fly. No, Lola didn’t get detention, but I didn't have Mrs. Jones, and that would have been punishment enough.
8. Were you a nerd?
Let’s review the facts. I was in JROTC, had bad skin, bad clothes, really bad hair, was painfully insecure, I was poor, smart, was in honors and Advanced Placement classes. - diagnosis-yep-nerd.
10. Did you get suspended/expelled?
No. Suspension was not the way of the nerd.
11. Can you sing the fight song?
only parts of it . . . something about Gloria Frangipana, here's to her success (I'm not making this up) . .
12. Who was your favorite teacher?
Herr Howard and MSGT Webb, German and JROTC respectively. I started out in French, but did not like the snooty French teacher or her blasted dog Peurot/Pierot whatever. So, I went to the accordion playing beer drinking song singing Herr Howard's German class. To his credit, I excelled in German in college and studied abroad. MSGT taught me discipline (which I have since slacked on) and was particularly kind.
13. Favorite class?
German and ROTC for above reasons.
14. What was your school's full name?
New Albany Senior High School
15. School mascot?
Bulldogs
16. Did you go to Prom?
Groan, yes. . . I have the picture of an ugly dress and date to prove it. Lola did my hair, so it actually looked good for the first and last time in my high school career.
17. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
That's a HECK no.
18. What do you remember most about graduation?
the gymnasium was hot
we had a protest during our ceremony because of some racial remarks made by our basketball coach
the lights almost went out due to a storm
we were the first to throw our caps despite threats from the principal that he would withhold our diplomas if we did
my then "parential units" didn't come
the only picture taken of me at graduation was taken by the Norman Family.
19. Favorite memory of your Senior Year?
Spirit week: that's when the caste lines began to drop. I even got invited to this preppy girl's graduation party.
20. Were you ever posted up on the senior wall?
no. nein. nicht. nett. negatory.
21. Did you have a job your senior year?
McDonald's, where I could get you fries to go with that shake.
22. Where did you go most often for lunch?
McDonald's, Sportstime II Pizza
23. Have you gained weight since then?
A few pounds in just the past 2 years, and I don't like it a bit.
24. What did you do after graduation?
I think I hung out with my then boyfriend, Lola and her boyfriend at her boyfriend's place. I remember it was not fun as I was gripped with fear about the future.
25. When did you graduate?
1993
26. Where are most of your classmates?
nada clue except for a few who are still in the area
27. Are you going to your ten year reunion?
I went to my 10 year reunion. Our group was a no-show, so I spent most of the night talking with the friend I went with and the popular peeps who had become more down to earth.
28. Who was your home room teacher?
-don't know-Does anyone know the point of having a home room teacher?
29. Who will repost this after you?
It's a great mystery.
Friday, July 21, 2006
The Night We Met
It's almost a When Harry Met Sally kind of thing . . . sort of . . . This is a picture from the night me and my husband met at a fellowship Christmas party back in 2000. All those nights I wondered if I'd ever meet the right person. Ironically, if I'da been told before 2005 that I would one day marry TJ, I would've screamed "I'm gonna' WHAT?!!!" He's not in the picture, here. And that's how it was until last year-we were great friends, but I didn't see him in the picuture with me. And then-voila. And if I wax philosophical, pardon my French, my degree is in Philosophy after all.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Bloggen Das Take 1
Bloggen Das !-(Blog This!) It's not the latest in American-Euro wannabe' ice cream. The name for this blog is somehow appropriate. I lived in Germany for a year and Austria for 2 months, so I am an American-German hybrid. Germany, bzw Hamburg, will always be a second home to me.
I wanted to get the ball rolling and post something, even if just this short note.
Speaking of the ball . . . World Cup fever is-a-brewing. The US team (Amis) just lost to Ghana. I think in all three games the US scored all of 1 goal. Schade. Maybe we would have earned a little more international respect had we done better. It's okay, it is justice from a certain point of view and I'll tell you why: I was thinking, we (Amis) want the US to win because we like to win, the German's want to win because they love soccer. Although I wouldn't have minded a US victory, I am pulling for the home team. Will the Weltmeisterschaft (World Cup) 2006 belong to Deutschland? I hope so.
I had the bizarre & scary pleasure of attending 2 soccer (hereafter referred to as Fussball) games overseas. The first was a tournament match between a Vienna team and SK Sturm, the team from Graz, Austria. I remember vividly the excitement and electric atmosphere in the arena as 47,000 fans waved their flags and towels and such. I also remeber the Fussball rowdies-they are what made it scary. Since there were 40,000 Vienna fans & only 7,000 of us SK Sturm-ers, our host friends advised us to lay low. When I attended the second in Hamburg, I was told alcohol sales around the arena were stopped the hours before the game. This was surprising to me since I thought alcohol sales were the one sale item that wasn't regulated.
Something that may seem bizarre to any internations who make their way here . . . the state I live in, Kentucky, actually has "dry" counties. That is, there are counties where the sale of alcohol is illegal-all the time! You can head out to the next county for a beer, and that is legal, but it just seems odd that the liquor laws are so varied here.
Anyhow, it's just as well that I am American-I'm terrible at Fussball : )
I wanted to get the ball rolling and post something, even if just this short note.
Speaking of the ball . . . World Cup fever is-a-brewing. The US team (Amis) just lost to Ghana. I think in all three games the US scored all of 1 goal. Schade. Maybe we would have earned a little more international respect had we done better. It's okay, it is justice from a certain point of view and I'll tell you why: I was thinking, we (Amis) want the US to win because we like to win, the German's want to win because they love soccer. Although I wouldn't have minded a US victory, I am pulling for the home team. Will the Weltmeisterschaft (World Cup) 2006 belong to Deutschland? I hope so.
I had the bizarre & scary pleasure of attending 2 soccer (hereafter referred to as Fussball) games overseas. The first was a tournament match between a Vienna team and SK Sturm, the team from Graz, Austria. I remember vividly the excitement and electric atmosphere in the arena as 47,000 fans waved their flags and towels and such. I also remeber the Fussball rowdies-they are what made it scary. Since there were 40,000 Vienna fans & only 7,000 of us SK Sturm-ers, our host friends advised us to lay low. When I attended the second in Hamburg, I was told alcohol sales around the arena were stopped the hours before the game. This was surprising to me since I thought alcohol sales were the one sale item that wasn't regulated.
Something that may seem bizarre to any internations who make their way here . . . the state I live in, Kentucky, actually has "dry" counties. That is, there are counties where the sale of alcohol is illegal-all the time! You can head out to the next county for a beer, and that is legal, but it just seems odd that the liquor laws are so varied here.
Anyhow, it's just as well that I am American-I'm terrible at Fussball : )
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