Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Dream Not As Crazy As I Thought?
The dream I had about Lucky & the glue stick stuck in his mouth... something happened today that just now hit me. I was on the couch & mom was in the kitchen putting some things away & cleaning up from dinner - we had chicken. Lucky trots in with something in his mouth. And to me, it didn't look quite right & he had a guilty look on his face. "LUCKY! NO!!" I yelled, and dove down to him, grabbed him, and pried a chicken bone from his mouth. He almost swallowed it whole - it was about 2 1/2 inches long. Did I *see* that the night before in my dream??? That's just freaky...
Monday, July 19, 2010
Tosh.0
OMG - I am totally in love with this show! I just started watching it this past week, and watching reruns right now. It reminds me of Talk Soup when Hal Sparks hosted it. Despite the fact that he just called those who voted for Lee DeWyze 'tone deaf'.. grrr... he's still funny as hell.
As for work.. not working the cooler anymore sucks. It wasn't just for one week, like the one supervisor thought. It was days before I would talk to my boss, and even longer before I'd talk to the owner. Not everyone at work even realizes I'm on the registers on Wednesdays, now. I rung up the one lady who works in the meat department today - she's on vacation til Wednesday. She said she thought I was doing a great job. I agreed. But hey, it's a job & I'm thankful to have one.
I'm thinkin' I need to take a sleeping pill tonight. The dreams I have had the past 2 nights are just completely on the opposite side of normal. I wasn't drinking, I didn't take anything... not sure why I dreamed that my boxes of Hefty trash bags were doing Sylvester Stallone impressions right on the shelf. Not like they had lips or anything, but they were moving around. You can't make that up. The dream I had about Lucky last night... good freakin lord.. I don't even know if I can describe that one. But I'll try. He was laying on the floor, and his one foot was gone. The was a metal stub where it should have been. My mom & dad were standing over him, and I said to them, rather calmly, "What's wrong with him?". LOL! Dad had Lucky's foot in his hand, doing something to it. "Here, let me try.." I said. But when he gave me what he had in his hand, it wasn't Lucky's foot - it was his mouth. Not bloody or anything. It was his muzzle, pretty much. It was like someone superimpossed(sp?) it into my hand, as it was perfect. There was something in his mouth, so I gently pried his little mouth apart - AND A GLUE STICK FELL OUT! Wtf?!? No, I do not smoke pot. Maybe I should start! LOL! I'm almost afraid to go to sleep..
As for work.. not working the cooler anymore sucks. It wasn't just for one week, like the one supervisor thought. It was days before I would talk to my boss, and even longer before I'd talk to the owner. Not everyone at work even realizes I'm on the registers on Wednesdays, now. I rung up the one lady who works in the meat department today - she's on vacation til Wednesday. She said she thought I was doing a great job. I agreed. But hey, it's a job & I'm thankful to have one.
I'm thinkin' I need to take a sleeping pill tonight. The dreams I have had the past 2 nights are just completely on the opposite side of normal. I wasn't drinking, I didn't take anything... not sure why I dreamed that my boxes of Hefty trash bags were doing Sylvester Stallone impressions right on the shelf. Not like they had lips or anything, but they were moving around. You can't make that up. The dream I had about Lucky last night... good freakin lord.. I don't even know if I can describe that one. But I'll try. He was laying on the floor, and his one foot was gone. The was a metal stub where it should have been. My mom & dad were standing over him, and I said to them, rather calmly, "What's wrong with him?". LOL! Dad had Lucky's foot in his hand, doing something to it. "Here, let me try.." I said. But when he gave me what he had in his hand, it wasn't Lucky's foot - it was his mouth. Not bloody or anything. It was his muzzle, pretty much. It was like someone superimpossed(sp?) it into my hand, as it was perfect. There was something in his mouth, so I gently pried his little mouth apart - AND A GLUE STICK FELL OUT! Wtf?!? No, I do not smoke pot. Maybe I should start! LOL! I'm almost afraid to go to sleep..
Friday, July 2, 2010
Got Demoted Today
Yeah.. not happy. There was a 'schedule change' today, and I was told I would not be working in the cooler anymore. Their excuse, was that I was more needed on register. But what they really meant, is I wasn't doing a good enough job. First of all, I was hired to do just case lots (stocking shelves). Today, we were told there will be 3 more people hired, one of which will do nothing but case lots - which is what I was hired to do. WTF??!!? It took about half an hour for that to sink in today, and then I was extremely pissed. I was on register from before my lunch around 11:30am, til after 3:30pm. How the holy hell am I suppose to fill the shelves of my isle, when I am always on register? "Oh, you wont be on register all the time..." BULLSHIT! I have been on register for the past 3 weeks, except on Wednesdays, because I was working the cooler those days!! Well, I guess they put a stop to THAT, now.. didn't they??
When I was first hired, I loved working there. I really did. I had no enemies there... I still don't. I had nothing against anyone I worked with. They loved me so much, after I was there 3 weeks, they wanted to bump me up to supervisor. But I declined. One of the supervisors there told me I totally made the right decision. She told me she wishes she would have said no. When they talked me into being trained on register, Wednesday was the only day I looked forward to going into work. Now I have nothing to look forward to. I can't even mess around with the forklift driver, as starting Monday, we are not to bother him... we have to write down on a dry erase board what we want for the day & he does it. Rules are a good thing - but this place is taking it way WAY too far. I was back in the warehouse getting some merchandise from my overstock area.. this was right as this bullshit was sinking in about me not being good enough to put out fruits and veggies. And this one guy was putting cardboard in the bailer, which is right at the end of my overstock isle. He wondered what was wrong, but I didn't want to talk about it. "It looks like you need a hug. Do you want a hug..??" "Um, no." He was stunned that *I*.. a woman... didn't want a hug from *HIM*, a god only in his own mind. Sure, he's not bad on the eyes, but I was in no mood for a hug. I would barely even look at him. Now, if the forklift driver would have offered a hug, I probly would have accepted - but would have ended up bawling on his shoulder. So I guess that situation turned out for the best.
Everyone at work can tell when I'm not in a good mood. I wont look up. I wont talk unless asked a question. I wont smile. Tell the customers to have a good day?? I don't think so.
I know no job is perfect, and I'm glad to even have a job in this economy. But I wasn't hired for this. One of the guys that work in the back told me PA's minimum wage is going up. Sure... so they can take more freakin taxes out. *sighs* I need a drink! No wonder nobody wants me. lol
When I was first hired, I loved working there. I really did. I had no enemies there... I still don't. I had nothing against anyone I worked with. They loved me so much, after I was there 3 weeks, they wanted to bump me up to supervisor. But I declined. One of the supervisors there told me I totally made the right decision. She told me she wishes she would have said no. When they talked me into being trained on register, Wednesday was the only day I looked forward to going into work. Now I have nothing to look forward to. I can't even mess around with the forklift driver, as starting Monday, we are not to bother him... we have to write down on a dry erase board what we want for the day & he does it. Rules are a good thing - but this place is taking it way WAY too far. I was back in the warehouse getting some merchandise from my overstock area.. this was right as this bullshit was sinking in about me not being good enough to put out fruits and veggies. And this one guy was putting cardboard in the bailer, which is right at the end of my overstock isle. He wondered what was wrong, but I didn't want to talk about it. "It looks like you need a hug. Do you want a hug..??" "Um, no." He was stunned that *I*.. a woman... didn't want a hug from *HIM*, a god only in his own mind. Sure, he's not bad on the eyes, but I was in no mood for a hug. I would barely even look at him. Now, if the forklift driver would have offered a hug, I probly would have accepted - but would have ended up bawling on his shoulder. So I guess that situation turned out for the best.
Everyone at work can tell when I'm not in a good mood. I wont look up. I wont talk unless asked a question. I wont smile. Tell the customers to have a good day?? I don't think so.
I know no job is perfect, and I'm glad to even have a job in this economy. But I wasn't hired for this. One of the guys that work in the back told me PA's minimum wage is going up. Sure... so they can take more freakin taxes out. *sighs* I need a drink! No wonder nobody wants me. lol
Thursday, June 24, 2010
One More Day! One More Day!
Then I get the weekend off! YAY! Lol! It's probly nothing to.. all 2 of you that read my blog, but it's something major for me!
I can't believe how hard it is to find somebody to go to Atlantic City with me. At least we (my aunt and I) are going on September 4th, when it's cooler, but I wanted to go July 3rd, also. I could still go, but it'd be by myself. Man, I wish I had friends! Friends with no life, anyways, like me. I'd love to ask the neighbor down the street, but I don't know him that well. It actually doesn't cost much, if you take a bus trip. Round trip, it's only $32. Try to drive to Atlantic City on $32 worth of gas! Lol!
Well, tv really sucks tonight. Guess it's bedtime. *yawns.*
I can't believe how hard it is to find somebody to go to Atlantic City with me. At least we (my aunt and I) are going on September 4th, when it's cooler, but I wanted to go July 3rd, also. I could still go, but it'd be by myself. Man, I wish I had friends! Friends with no life, anyways, like me. I'd love to ask the neighbor down the street, but I don't know him that well. It actually doesn't cost much, if you take a bus trip. Round trip, it's only $32. Try to drive to Atlantic City on $32 worth of gas! Lol!
Well, tv really sucks tonight. Guess it's bedtime. *yawns.*
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Wheeeeeeeeeewwwwwww - White Lightning!!
Oh, yeah.. this Green God Damn is so delish, I can't even tell you! It tastes sorts like a Whiskey Sour. My first taste was almost an hour ago, and I started sweating about 10 minutes agio.. lol. Feeling absolutely no pain as of this moment int imew. Het, loo, it look like I meowed.. lol But anyhoo's./.. tasted the Apple Pie tonight - now it tastes like a sweet cider. Very good. Can't imagine I'll have a hang over. Never had one in my life. Mike always hated that.. teehee.. lol. But yeah, I gotta finish this glass then hit the hay.n b Maybe shave my head.. i'm so greakin hot!! i insist that the reason I am seeing double, is because I'm not wearing my glasses. That's my story & i'm sticking to it!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Green God Damn - The Drink
I don't know if this is a drink Mike's family invented or what, but it's another recipe he gave me that involves the Grain. I bought the other ingredients tonight, and had every intention on making it. Still may tonight, but I had to *PROMISE* Mike to ~ONLY~ have half a normal glass. Talked to him today after I was done at Petco, making sure there were no additional ingredients. There's actually only 3 things in it, and depending on what order you mix it in, you make it into a slushie dessert. He calls it a 'creeper drink'.. that's why I had to promise to only have a little. Because he knows I don't drink often, and he thinks it'll knock me off my ass.
~ 3 hours later ~
Well, no Green God Damn for me tonight! Found a flea on Lucky, which turned into a 3 hour adventure.. jeez. So off to bed for me, as it's now 11:23pm! Hopefully I'll get it made tomorrow after work!
~ 3 hours later ~
Well, no Green God Damn for me tonight! Found a flea on Lucky, which turned into a 3 hour adventure.. jeez. So off to bed for me, as it's now 11:23pm! Hopefully I'll get it made tomorrow after work!
Monday, June 7, 2010
Apple Pie Experiement - Day One
This aint your gramma's pastry I'm talkin' about. Oh, no.. no.. no...
If your a fan of grain alcohol, you might just like this. After tasting some of this applicious drink a few months ago, I decided I needed to make some for myself. But since I didn't have the recipe, I looked it up online. That brought up many versions, though. So what I did, was combine them into one. My first batch was made yesterday. Here's the recipe I used:
1 Gallon apple cider
1 Gallon apple juice
2 1/2 cups sugar
7 (3") cinnamon sticks
2 1/2 cups grain
Combine all ingredients, except grain, in large pot (I actually used our Nesco Roaster). Heat til sugar disolves. Most recipes say to bring to a boil, but Mike & I decided it wasn't necessary.. lol! Then let cool COMPLETELY! If you don't, the heat will evaporate the alcohol. And grain is SO not cheap - so don't waste it by thinking it's 'cool enough' - be SURE! What I did to hurry the process along, was float ice packs in it.. my mom's idea! Worked like a charm! You could also use ice cubes in a ziplock bag.. after it's cooled a bit first. Don't want to melt the plastic! I read that the longer you leave the cinnamon sticks in, the stronger the cinnamon gets. I took mine out after it was completely cooled. I tasted it before I put the alcohol in, even though, of course, it would taste totally different when cold. It did taste a bit sweet, but pretty much tasted like cider. Time for the grain! It was added.. stirred, tasted, stirred, tasted... WOW! Strooooooooong. But to see how different it would taste iced, I put some in the freezer. It was still sweet, but I drank it, anyways.. lol! Then this morning, I sipped it again, and it sorta mellowed out. Nice! This might work, after all! Tonight after work, I tried it again - even better. I guess the flavors just had to sit & mix for a bit. I'll see how much better it tastes tomorrow. It *is* only a bit over 24 hours old.
If your a fan of grain alcohol, you might just like this. After tasting some of this applicious drink a few months ago, I decided I needed to make some for myself. But since I didn't have the recipe, I looked it up online. That brought up many versions, though. So what I did, was combine them into one. My first batch was made yesterday. Here's the recipe I used:
1 Gallon apple cider
1 Gallon apple juice
2 1/2 cups sugar
7 (3") cinnamon sticks
2 1/2 cups grain
Combine all ingredients, except grain, in large pot (I actually used our Nesco Roaster). Heat til sugar disolves. Most recipes say to bring to a boil, but Mike & I decided it wasn't necessary.. lol! Then let cool COMPLETELY! If you don't, the heat will evaporate the alcohol. And grain is SO not cheap - so don't waste it by thinking it's 'cool enough' - be SURE! What I did to hurry the process along, was float ice packs in it.. my mom's idea! Worked like a charm! You could also use ice cubes in a ziplock bag.. after it's cooled a bit first. Don't want to melt the plastic! I read that the longer you leave the cinnamon sticks in, the stronger the cinnamon gets. I took mine out after it was completely cooled. I tasted it before I put the alcohol in, even though, of course, it would taste totally different when cold. It did taste a bit sweet, but pretty much tasted like cider. Time for the grain! It was added.. stirred, tasted, stirred, tasted... WOW! Strooooooooong. But to see how different it would taste iced, I put some in the freezer. It was still sweet, but I drank it, anyways.. lol! Then this morning, I sipped it again, and it sorta mellowed out. Nice! This might work, after all! Tonight after work, I tried it again - even better. I guess the flavors just had to sit & mix for a bit. I'll see how much better it tastes tomorrow. It *is* only a bit over 24 hours old.
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