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For Those Of You Playing Along At Home

I did NOT get the 'dream' part time job that I went thru 3 interviews for. They had promised to call me 'either way' no later than today. When it got to be 7pm with no word, I called into them and I am sure the manager I talked to did not appreciate having to be put on the spot.

She was kind and gracious...as everyone with the company had been...and thanked me for my time and the 3 interviews.

Yes, I am sad. Yes, I thought I was the perfect fit for them. No, I don't know why they passed on me.

This was a huge lesson in humility as this is the first job I have ever truly wanted and applied for...and was turned down for. Yes, you read that right. First time a job ever said no to me. I mean, even the FBI hired me. I turned them down of course since I didn't want to be a pool typist...I imagined myself more of an undercover agent until my Dad pointed out to me that I cannot lie to save my life.

So it's sorta a sad night in Kathyland, but I'll get over it. That whole 'things happening for a reason' type of mindset.

Feel free to comment...or not..but please do not mention the name of the company where I interviewed (for those of you that know). God forbid a Google search leads someone back to my blog.

Anyway, the search for part-time work continues. If you have any good leads for me, feel free to pass them along.

Thanks guys!


First...

...time I have had to shovel snow this Winter. The snow on the South side of the street melted hours ago. Note to self - next house I buy will face South.

Need to shower and grab lunch then back to work in 30 minutes.

Yay for multitasking. And Winter.


Confused

It started about 3 weeks ago. Or maybe it was closer to a month.

I heard them before I saw them. Once again, the geese were passing through.

And so it went for several weeks. They would fly overhead in front of my house, on top of my house, in back of my house...in perfect Westward-moving chevron formation with one or two slightly out of sync in the lineup. Reminded me of marching band practice during the summer when I was in high school. Not everyone was always in step. Pretty much like life, don't you think?

Anyway.

The geese migration went on for several weeks. Then it stopped. Then?? It started up last week. But they were going in the opposite direction. They were headed East. That went on for several days, then this weekend they all headed back. West.

Today the sky has been filled with geese coming and going in each direction. What are they doing? Where are they going? Are they male geese that are lost and don't want to ask directions? Running last minute errands? Were they just visiting for the weekend? Were they on a geese holiday from whatever it is that geese do?? Chaperoning the kids maybe?

I am at a loss to explain this. Any geese experts out there??


18

...more days until my next 4 day weekend. Not that I'm counting.

These last 4 days off have been heaven. HEAVEN. Got to sleep in late each and every day. Caught up on sleep, blogs, friends, cleaning, errands, etc.

Shmeder came over to help me change my burned out lightbulbs. She is fearless on a stepladder, unlike me. THANKS SHMEDER!! Thanks also for dinner :-)

Started doing my part towards a greener Kathyland by using CFL lightbulbs. Each lightbulb is supposed to last an average of 8 years. Pretty cool!

Hope y'all had a good Thanksgiving holiday.

Next up....Hanukkah!


Let's Talk About Wine!

I've posted in the past how I am not really a fan of wine since it gives me massive headaches and knocks me out each time I try it. Me and Jager Bombs? No problem. Vodka Tonics? A piece of cake. Wine? Not so much.

Well guess what!!??

Had two different wines on Thanksgiving (Thanks Cameron) and had no headaches as a result. Nice! Plus the wines were really good.

On a somewhat related note, several days earlier I had emailed my Cousin Bill (Hi Honey!) to ask if I could post a link to his weekly video segment for the Chicago Tribune where he talks about all things wine-related. He said yes...yay!

So here's his link. The Tribune posts a new video each Wednesday.

Am adding his link to my blogroll as well. Maybe that will convince his editor to send him on a business-related trip to Denver?? Hey, I can hope, right?

Cheers!


Recycled Holiday Post

To kick off the holiday season here at ALS! here's a recycled blog post from last year. Originally posted 7 Dec 2006.

When A Quiz Goes Horribly Awry

Here's what happens when a Jew gets a Christmas quiz!

1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Gift bags

2. Real tree or artificial? No tree

3. When do you put up the tree? Ahem...no tree

4. When do you take the tree down? Is this thing on...NO TREE!

5. Do you like eggnog? Nope

6. Favorite gift received as a child? Books, books and more books

7. Do you have a nativity scene? Nope...and I don't have a tree, either!

8. Hardest person to buy for? Santa...he has everything

9. Easiest person to buy for? My mom

10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Never got a worst gift

11. Mail or email Christmas cards? Don't send Christmas cards

12. Favorite Christmas Movie? Scrooged

13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? Not giving gifts this year so no shopping needed

14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Never

15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Sigh......

16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? I DON"T HAVE A #$%^&* TREE!

17. Favorite Christmas song? Have You Seen A Child (from Amahl and the Night Visitor soundtrack)

18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Staying home this year

19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeers? You go first!

20. Angel on the tree top or a star? You've gotta be kidding me? What's with the tree fetish?

21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? No presents

22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? When Jews get a Christmas quiz


Even More Silverchair

Have probably played this song a kajillion times since Saturday. So once again, I needed to share it with you.

The live version doesn't sound quite as polished as the studio version, but I like them both. Live music rocks for so many reasons...sometimes I prefer the live stuff with energy and ambiance over the packaged CD version.


As Weekends Go...

...pretty productive.

Typing thru yawns so this won't take long.

Other than being unable to psych myself out and climb a ladder to change lightbulbs, accomplished everything on my to-do list.

*Laundry all caught up.

*Cleaned my Master Bed/Bath/Closet, Guest Bath, Kitchen, Living Room, Downstairs Bath AND Office which I had been putting off for ages

*Monthly baking soda & vinegar drain rinse for all sinks and tubs

*Organized paperwork

*Paid bills

*Prepared receipts for work- mo money, a good thing!

*Watched DVD's that were piling up...Cinderella Man was great...Mad Hot Ballroom started out great then the DVD kept sticking so I filed an 'uh-oh' report with Netflix and returned them both.

*Cooked twice...I know!! Don't faint!

*And best of all, got caught up on my sleep. Always a good thing.

Another good thing?

Having a 3 day work week due to Turkey Day this week. Talk about something to be thankful for.


The Apple Fanboyz Should Know

Almost finished reinstalling all my CDs into my iTunes post hard drive crash. Every now and then my MacBook won't accept a certain CD. What makes it even weirder is that my previous iBook accepted any and all CDs..it was never picky. Not so much for this one.

With the MacBook, it tries to read the CD 3 times then spits it out after the 3rd try.

Any idea why? Anything I can do to force it to read the CD?


Where's Yer School Spirit?

Several months ago my sister Kelly (hi Kel!) clued me in that our high school had a website and I should sign up for it.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Funny, Kel.

Me and high school, not the best of friends. I did ok academically. Made good grades, honor roll, honor society, A/V club, Band (ok yeah...geek alert...was also the bass drummer...how geekified can you get??) but most of the time all I could think about was getting the hell out of high school.

Did I mention it was a Catholic high school? And by the time I finished I would have done 12 years hard time in Catholic school? And I pretty much gave up on all things Catholic in 2nd grade when the nuns had a fit when I insisted on calling First Holy Communion ' First Holy Cannibalism'. Hello?? Eating bodies?? Drinking blood? Sounds like cannibalism to me!

Senior year was the hardest since my best buddy Mark (no hi to you Mark since you don't read my blog...blog hater that you are!) had graduated the year ahead of me. He was also a drummer in the band but he was one of the cool drummers...so not like me. So Mark had deserted me. The guy I thought I would marry and live happily ever after with (hi Frank!) was so on-again and off-again with me that he drove me crazy and did not add any fun to my horrible Senior year.

And then finally one day I was FREEEEEE!

Graduated, got a small scholarship, and left for San Diego State University. Vowed never to go back to my high school or have anything to do with it. I was OVER it and it was history.

Bagged on all the reunions. My sister Diane (hi Di!) who graduated the same year with me (we're 11 months apart...Catholic family, I tell ya!) went to all of them and had a great time. I had a great time by not going to them.

Earlier today I happened to browse the site out of boredom. And started reading profiles. Some happy, some sad. All brought back memories. Had to laugh at the memories of Sr. Julie, who was our Dean of Discipline. Word to the wise. Irish nuns?? They would scare the devil. Trust me on that one.

Sr. Julie made our lives miserable. She ripped out skirt hems left and right. She was evil. She was mean. She was a nun. And the meanest thing she ever did to me was to try and kick me out of a band event. As a drummer, we wore matching outfits for concert band performances. Pants and yellow shirts (gay, I know!) After two such events Sr. Julie called me aside and told me the next time I wore pants to a concert band event I would be asked to go home. Beyotch!

My buddy Mark and the other drummers said that was a crock. Forget her. Wear pants, Kathy. So I did. She came over to yell at me during intermisson. She told me to leave. Mark quietly and politely told her that if I left, all the drummers would leave. She insisted. We all left. Walked out. And left the drill team stranded without a band to perform to.

Solidarity! It rocked.

The next day, Monday, I was called into her office. She apologized. Seems the fallout of not having a band to back up our award winning drill team was severe. From then on she glared at me, I avoided her and I managed to stay out of trouble for the rest of my stay at school.

Daring tales of misbehavior, I know. That's as bad as it ever got for me.

So tonite I got all warm and mushy and decided ok, what the hell, enough time has passed...time to return to the "A" family. I create a profile and even left out the fact that I am now a Jew. Then I pick some pix to upload. Tried this one.

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Then this.

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Even tried my Zombee picture from Halloween.

ALL of my picture choices were rejected. WTF??!!

All I can think is that somewhere, somehow, Sister Julie is laughing her evil Irish-brouged laugh. Wouldn't be surprised if her new job is ' Internet Content Censor'. Definitely more interesting than ripping skirt hems.


If At First You Don't Succeed....

The awesomeness of my weekend was a 180 of the yuckiness of the week.

Several close friends have/had/are having really horribly bad stuff happen to them and/or their loved ones. It hurts to hear of it and it doubly hurts to know that you can't do anything to help them or their loved ones. No matter how hard you try or how much you wish, you can't make the hurt or the sadness go away. And combined with several other factors, this was just a crappy week over all.

The weekend was another matter.

The weekend was a reprieve from what is routinely becoming a 60+ hour workweek. The weekend was a chance to witness how one friend's determination to take a huge risk on something that could have a huge reward is moving forward. The weekend gave me the downtime I needed to once again decide to leave my comfort zone and accept that there can be something even more rewarding than certain facets of my life that have become all too predictable even tho they've also been comfy and set and safe. The weekend made me realize that if you fail, you are only failing according to your standards, not anyone else's.

The weekend technically ended over an hour ago. Tried falling asleep but I'm just not ready to give up my weekend. Sorta my calm before the storm. And I really don't want to let it go.


Housekeeping

* I've been cleaning up the blogroll. If you haven't posted in the last 3 months I've removed your blog. Nothing personal...it was just sad and depressing when I'd click every day to see if you had updated and there was no update. When you start back up, let me know and I'll re-link to you. Promise!

* Switched to Gmail about 8 months ago...love it, btw. If you have my old Yahoo email that account will go by the wayside soon. Don't have my Gmail addy? Click below on the EMAIL ME link if you want it. Or you could always ask me :-)

* Am ditching my Virb, Vox and LinkedIn sites. Never use them so I'm gonna lose them.

* Removed all my political links. The time will come when I'll re-post them, but I am just too politiked out for now. And it's not even 2008. Blech.