Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Who's up for lunch?

It's Fat Tuesday, and you know what that means...


And they're free* (if you ask) at IHOP.

Go. Now. And call me if you want company.

via slashfood

* Limit one free short stack per guest. Valid for dine-in only, no to go orders. Not valid with any other offer, special, coupon, or discount. Valid at participating restaurants only, while supplies last.

Friday, February 24, 2006

Because, unlike him, I'm not fascinated by Animal Planet

I spent most of the day yesterday at the doctor. They stuck needles in me to take blood out, they stuck needles in me to inject me with stuff, and they used a very expensive ultrasound machine to show us our kid already has a head full of hair. Well, I'm sure the technician got more out of it than that (or at least I hope she did).

Anyway, sorry to bore you with baby stuff. That wasn't my point.

Did I even have a point?

Oh yeah. Doctor.

So the result of my all day doctor/lab appointments is that the "limited" bed rest I'm on isn't enough anymore. After some negotiations with my boss, I'm spending the next two weeks wrapping up the three most critical things I have going on (mostly from home), and then I'm gone until August.

So, let me know if there's a book out there I need to read or a DVD I should rent, because me and this guy are going to be spending a lot of time doing a lot of nothing.

...for the last time in a long while.

tee hee

I wonder if they sent the error report?

Sara shares a secret

Sara Moulton shares the reason behind why Food Network has been replacing cooking shows with all that other crap.
...when the new president of the Food Network came in she wanted to make the network appeal to that new target demographic with young, entertaining shows - not cooking programs. The obvious disconnect here is the fact that the network is called the Food Network; cooking shows are a logical component of the programming.

I just think it's really sad when there are more cooking shows on the Travel Channel and PBS... but I'm glad they're out there somewhere.

Update: Bring back Sara

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

It's curtains for you...

Well, not so much for you, since they're mine. But anyway, since I've emailed these pictures to just about everyone in the free world (if you didn't get yours, it was probably because it was sent after I was identified as a spammer by the major ISPs...), I thought I'd share them with you too (and with you again, if you did get the email).

My sister "offered" to make stuff for the nursery as her gift to us. Granted, the offer came after I asked her to do it, but still, you get the point. Free labor. :)

Yesterday, she came over for lunch, and while I was heating up the leftover chicken pot pie (and contrary to what my husband says, I do not make mine with real pot), she hung these curtains in the nursery:

Here's a close-up of the fabric, in case you're nosy interested.

As you can tell, we're going with the non-gender specific nursery theme, coupled with the "no teddy bears or ducks or any cutesy sh*t like that" look.

Next up: Adventures in purple corduroy: she's reupholstering the rocking chair...

Oh yeah, and my sister rocks.

Friday, February 17, 2006

Please don't let this be a sign

While trying to figure out where to go to look for furniture for the nursery, I started searching online for "baby furniture" and "nursery furniture".

One of my results was for the Middle Tennessee Juvenile Detention Center.

I know my mother told me more than once that my kids would "get me back", but I really wasn't THAT bad!

Thursday, February 16, 2006

It's about time

Time to move forward: Davis steps down as Indiana coach

Excuse me while I do a happy dance.


I don't care what you say; I'm a winner!

I had a difficult decision to make this morning. After waking up to find I won powerball, I was faced with the "what about work?" question.

And being the dedicated employee I am, here I sit.

I know it's hard to imagine, and winning that big 3-0-0 means quite a bit to me (and my husband - I'll let him share in the winnings, since he actually paid for and picked up the lucky ticket).

Problem is, $3 only goes so far...

Too bad we only matched the powerball.

Guess there's always Saturday. :)

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Friday, February 10, 2006

Benefits? You'd work with me, what else do you want???

In the past two months, I have attended more work-related going-away lunches and retirement receptions than is usual for an entire year. Yesterday was the retirement reception for our CEO/President, which is probably one piece of the "why are so many people leaving" puzzle. Actually, it's two pieces, but I don't need to get into that here.

When I started working here, there were a handful of people in my department who were hitting the 5 year "Woo-hoo I'm vested!" mark. I thought it was a great accomplishment for them. I also thought it spoke pretty highly of this place I call work.

I never thought I'd get there, but I did - almost six months ago (And I don't care what you say about that pension. Free money is free money, even if it only pays for a couple bottles of wine a month in 2036).

There is a lot of chatter upstairs (and by "upstairs", I'm referring to the department that I used to be a physical part of...) about why so many people are leaving after being here "so long". Me? I'm still floored that so many people stay here so long.

I had a staff meeting this morning where we welcomed in a new employee (her predecessor just retired after being here more than a decade). Our fearless leader made us go around the room and introduce ourselves and tell the newbie about our jobs, how long we've been with the company, and anything that she might find of interest.

The only thing I found to be of interest (other than finding out that my boss was once an air traffic controller) was that everyone else in our group has been working here for no less than 4 1/2 years. I was third (well, fourth now) in terms of being the new kid on the block.

Anyway, all I'm saying is if you have to work, this place ain't a bad one at which to do it.

That said, if any of you are or know of anyone qualified to do the following, let me know, & I'll send the full job descriptions and requirements. I may even share the finder's fee. :)

Technical Support Specialist (hardware/software support)
Systems & Network Manager (data center and network configuration & support)
Project Manager
Cisco Administrator
We're also looking for a part time (contracted) VMS guy (perfect if you're self-employed or willing to do weekend/evening work).

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Because I got nothin' right now...

Four jobs I’ve had:

1. Wedding planner
2. Waitress
3. Telemarketer (don't laugh - I made a killing)
4. IT geek

Four movies I can watch over and over:

1. The Princess Bride
2. Shawshank Redemption
3. Bull Durham
4. Monsters, Inc.

Four places I’ve lived:

1. Dover, Delaware
2. Indianapolis/Bloomington, Indiana
3. Lake Tranquility, New Jersey
4. here

Four TV shows I love watch:

1. MI-5
2. Monk
3. Iron Chef (the real one)
4. Good Eats

Four places I’ve vacationed:

1. Belize (ok, it was a stop on a cruise, but still my favorite...)
2. San Francisco and Sonoma County, California
3. Key West, Florida
4. Denver, Colorado

Four of my favorite dishes:

1. Maryland crabcakes
2. Mushroom Ravioli from Yellow Porch
3. Strawberry Fields salad
4. Gatekeeper shiraz (wine does too count as a "dish")

Four sites I visit daily:

1. Gmail
2. Google/Google News/Google Maps
3. IU hoops
4. Work VPN/Intranet

Four places I would rather be right now:

Any place with a white sand beach, the hot sun, and absolutley no wireless connectivity.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Spending the afternoon with an old friend

Due to the fact that where I used to have ankles, I now have tree trunks (well, after a few hours of being vertical I do), I've been on "partial bed rest" since December.

I'm not complaining, as it's really not a bad gig: head home from work between 11:00 and 12:00, grab lunch, finish reading the morning paper, then head to bed for a few hours. Get up and head back to the office to finish out the last couple hours of the day.

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to get motivated to get up, get dressed, and go back to work at 3:00?

While I'm on down time, my Tablet PC, our wireless network, and my company's VPN let me keep in touch with work and be productive, and the TV is there to keep me company (as if the cat isn't enough). Unfortunately, I've found that daytime television is not the sort of company I like to keep.

While I already know the solution to this problem, our TiVo lives downstairs, and even though it's wired into the network, there's still not a way for me to tap into it from the bedroom TV or the Tablet (yet). Getting a second one isn't an option right now, and moving the existing one is out of the question (although moving the bed downstairs could work...).

We do have a DVD player in our room, and although I've sworn that sometime soon I'm going to grab a few DVDs from downstairs, that's yet to happen. And the thing with bed rest is, once you're in bed, you're not supposed to get out (well, unless nature calls). Running down and then back up a flight of stairs to grab Season 1 of the Muppet Show or MI5 is not acceptable.

So I flip through my "surf" list on the television and usually end up frustrated at Food Network for their lame daytime programming. Other than starting out with Sara's Secrets and finishing with Food 911 before it's time to get up and rejoin the world, I have a difficult time getting through the rest of the line up.

And my friends at HGTV, TLC, and Discovery don't do me much good, either. Even GSN lets me down. Don't get me wrong -- I can watch the Match Game all day long and try to figure out who (if anyone) on the panel is sober, but The Newlywed Game? Love Connection? Sometimes, there's something good on the Travel Channel, but I usually end up flipping to news.

But today, I had a pleasant surprise. I had already seen Sara's Nigerian dinner episode, and after exhausting the surf list, ended up on ABC where Martha was baking loaves of bread and listening to Barry Manilow talk about how Copacabana came about.

When I was younger, I had the biggest crush on Barry, and I've remained a fan to this day. I've seen him live twice - and although neither time did he select me to come up on stage while he sang "Can't Smile Without You", I've forgiven him (the one time I was actually singled out to go onstage at a concert was when Fishbone pulled me out of the crowd in college, and that didn't end well, as my date got jealous and left me at the student union alone, with my car keys in his coat pocket, and even though I lived close enough to walk home, my apartment keys were also in his pocket... I don't think I forgave HIM for a while).

Anyway, Barry rambled on about how Copa was written, then attempted small talk with Martha, where he failed miserably. He just seemed pathetic, and his toupee looked sad and I realized that he and I have reached the end of an era.

Cut to a commercial, and back to Barry performing a song from his 50's album and the minute he started singing, it was back to the way it used to be. He was plugging this album, and even though my song didn't make the cut, I may have to get it anyway...

Again, I don't know about "super"...

So, yesterday was the big game. Oh wait, not that game, I was the only spectator to get to see that...

This game.

And, even though my first choice would have been to make a big pot of chili and other snacks and invite a few people over, we ended up watching the game here with some friends. And more than a few obnoxiously drunk Steelers fans (although I'd be willing to put money on the fact that they would have been obnoxious if they had been sober).

And the game... was all right. It was the first time in years I didn't walk away with a pocket full of cash from either squares or side bets. Then again, it was the first game in years where I didn't buy any squares or make any side bets. Maybe that should be a lesson...

And the ads.

If you missed them yesterday, you're going to have to go to the above link and find them yourself, 'cause I'm not spending any more time figuring out why my links aren't working...

FedEx was great, but only because the guy kicked the little dinosaur.

I know, I'm a little warped.

And the baby clydesdale spot for Budweiser had the "awwwww..." factor going on. It may have even brought a tear to my eye, but I swear it's those pregnancy hormones. I'm not about to go soft.

And the rest? Oh yeah, the Bud Light revolving refrigerator was good for a laugh. And the H3 little monster one was horrible, although I was told since I remember it, it was successful.

Horrible, yet successful. Kind of sums up the game.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Protect your hands from those 6 more weeks of winter

That little critter in Punxsutawney saw his shadow this morning, and you know what that means:

Free lotion for all.

Well, for all who get out today, buy a bottle of Vaseline and print out, fill out, and mail in the rebate form with their receipt on time. One per person, not household. I think me, my husband, our daughter, and our cat will cash in on this one...

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Bring back the gong...

I am proud to say that before last week, I had never seen American Idol. I only wish I could still claim that to be true...

My husband and I have opposing views on reality TV. I hate it. Can't stand it. Fail to see the entertainment value in it.

He, on the other hand, LOVES it.

Can't get enough of it. Can live without the Bachelor, but HAS to tune in for the last 15 minutes and see who made the cut. Even wasted half an hour of both of our lives watching that awful Danny Bonaduce show (trust me, if it wasn't for the fact that I was half asleep and without the strength to wrestle the remote out of his hand, we wouldn't have made it past 45 seconds).

And last week, he felt it necessary to indoctrinate me to the world of American Idol.

About 15 minutes into it, I was repulsed.

ME: "Why do they let these people make fools of themselves? This is horrible! PLEASE change the channel!"

HIM: "It is horrible - that's what makes it so good!"

ME: "What they need is a gong. Seriously. Put me on that panel with a gong and the world will think that Simon guy is a sweetheart."

HIM: "Whatever. Just go back to your stupid sudoku puzzle."

ME: "Yeah, I would if I could, except you seem to have commandeered my sudoku book!"

Once the show was over, I quickly erased the memory from my mind. Data in; data out. Keep what's worthwhile; purge the rest.

Until last night.

Flipping channels, waiting for W's speech...

HIM: "Stop there! Yeah - let's watch that!"

ME: "Oh crap. I really need to get that gong..."

But I settled for sudoku.

I'm so ready to say "I knew him when..."

A month or so ago, Scott Adams announced that Mike Belkin was looking for an artist to take over drawing his syndicated comic strip Unfit. He also invited people to submit samples for consideration.

Over 80 samples were received, and I don't know about the others, but there's at least one from Nashville (#16). I'd ask you to take a look and leave a comment supporting my friend, but he's already received many favorable "votes".

So, if you're so inclined, take a look at all of the submissions and see what you think, and then put in a word for Dale while you're at it!