Okay, noone is perfect

So, I am over the Oprah- James Frey thing. I do think Oprah does great things. It pissed me off..but noone is perfect, right? This is the sad lesson that has taken me almost twenty years and a lot of therapy to just start to learning. More on my quest to let myself be imperfect in a future entry. Sooooo I get home from the park today....not an afternoon at the park with a child..but my BABY.....(8 month old puppy) Daisy. I give her a sec to drink some water....she knew a bath was coming and was not too happy. In the meantime I turned on the last ten minutes of Oprah. And yes, I cried. I think I should look at the number of times Oprah has made me cry. Yeesh.

Oprah has on this man who was featured on her show back in November during her "Favorite Things show". (I absolutely love this particular show.....she features her fave things for the year and gives it all away to the audience...seeing people so happy is wonderful) And.....something I like about O....she always invites people who are working to better society. This year she invited people who had volunteered down in New Orleans. Oprah rocks....(How quickly I revert back to my love for her.) Sooooo, there was a man on the show who had Chicago White Sox World Series tickets and sold them in order to raise money to fly down to New Orleans and volunteer. What an incredible man. It made me cry when I first heard him tell the story. Today though she had this man back on her show. She also had two White Sox players come out onto the stage and present him with a shirt. (I was already getting shaky.) Then, they present him with tickets and airfare to their spring training. (Now I am really shaky.) Thennnn, they tell him he will be there on opening day to throw out the first pitch. (Are you kidding...this is awesome! I am so happy for this guy.) Thennnnnn, they tell him he is being honored with an award from the team and organization.....(oh boy..there is more)....thennnnn, they say because of the award he gets to go to the All Star Game. (my eyes are starting to fill.) Finally....they present him with SEASON TICKETS. (Now I am crying. I am so happy for this guy. So happy that he did such an amazing selfless act and is being recognized. So happy that he is happy and.....back in love with my girl Oprah...who set this up. Hmmmmm.

Rainy Day Rants

Sooooo, what a day. Pretty dreary out. I need the sun! However, I am in the warm comfort of my house and having fun checking email and listening to music so I should stop complaining. Plus, I just received an email from Quitnet that today is my 6 month anniversary...They also told me that I have not smoked 3,688 cigarettes (holy sh_t) and saved just over one thousand dollars....And....indoor soccer starts this Sunday!!!!!

So, I had the day off today...which was for the best after my "issue" yesterday at the bucks. (Absolute crazy woman who kept picking a fight with me. I had to keep biting my tongue since I was at work and representing sbucks...when all I wanted to say to this woman was that she was the craziest, nastiest witch I had ever encountered.) Anyways, I have a love/hate relationship with this place. I love a lot of my customers. I know everyone that walks in between 5 and 8 AM before I slip off the floor to tend to supervisor stuff...but...i also hate the fact that I am there (although, it is serving its purpose while I am getting better). I love some of the facets of the company...I am now reading Howard Schultz's book Pour Your Hear Into It. But I also hate the sales/service industry BS. I don't want to push people to buy a pastry..I don't care. If they don't want to buy a 1000 calorie scone, then I am not going to try to get them to. DAMMIT. Hee hee. (Get me back to the education field!!!!)

What else is going on? Well Jack Bauer came through again last night. He is always saving someone. So hot. My mom lusts after him too. I also saw him win the Screen Actor's Guild award on Sunday evening. Which gets me on this rant....why are actresses now referred to as Female Actors? Did I miss something? And, did anyone else see any of this award show? Did you get sick too? Now, I love Tv and Film. (Hubby sometimes refers to me as "TV Harriet" a longstanding family joke)...but do we need these award shows? On Sunday night it was so over the top....do these people really think they are that important? Soon we will have the Oscars. I naturally will watch for the dresses, but please...these people are not saving the world. They are actors for god's sake. The best part of the awards that I saw....the life achievement award to Shirley Temple Black. They showed a lot of the humanitarian work she did....now that is to be applauded. Yeesh.

Speaking of over the top....anyone check out Oprah the other day as she basically put James Frey in her limo and drove him to his dealer's house? She literally crucified him. Now, you are thinking....but Kate, you are and English teacher....the man lied. Yes, he did....and do I think that is okay...obviously not...but I am more in awe at this point of Oprah. Could she have dealt with this for maybe half the show? Does she need to really shame this man in front of millions of people for an hour? She just wants everyone to see how good she is and how morally correct. She is starting to really get on my nerves and it is sad. I have watched her from the beginning. It all started with her having the president of Hermes on during the season opener and crucifying him for not letting her into the store this summer because she was black. Hey Oprah, it is not because you are black. It is because the freakin store was closed.

Wow, I need to breathe huh? Hee hee. So, my baby...err...puppy is waking up and needs to go out. I guess that is my cue.

Terrible Tuesday....

Last night I spent a while trying to figure this damn site out. My post was published to the archives...why? I don't know. Then tonight when I checked it was on the page, but half was missing...grrrr....I will give it a chance...and maybe read the directions...someday.

So today was fantastic. I had my yearly "woman" exam. I always love this. I get to wait in a stuffy waiting room with sick people. There are nothing but five month old magazines and "adult soft rock" playing. I usually have to wait a good half hour to be seen. Then I get to go swallow my pride and be examined....gulp. Today I also had the pleasure of stepping onto the scale and weighing thirty freakin pounds more than last year. Yippee! That was fun. Next was some great drawing of the blood. Finally, I was ordered into a tiny bathroom and given a sterile cup to fill. The experience was thrilling. Can't wait for next year.

Monday Monday

Dah Dahhhh Da Da Dahhh, Dah Dahhhh Da Da Dahhh...Monday Monday...

This morning the first flake fell at 4:30 as I entered the bucks. By the time I went to take the deposit to the bank, about four inches more than our fabulous weatherpeople had predicted..had fallen. I shoveled the walkway several times and finally decided to trudge to the bank. As I walked on the slippery sidewalk, three town public works trucks decided to plow the side of the street and like giant waves I was hit by cold gray slush. I saw this happening in slow motion but had nowhere to take cover. They took out the three newspaper things..what the hell do you call those...you know..you put in change and it opens and you take a paper....on a side note I always have that moment of moral dilemma...I put in 50 cents...should I take five? Noone will know. Then I think why the hell do I need five freakin newspapers? Anyways, my face was soaked as were my pants. A man pulling out of the driveway of the nearby local enemy coffee shop...looked at me and laughed. Grr. And to think I was Suzy Sunshine at work this morning...telling everyone how pretty it was and that it was winter. Come on, we need the seasonal weather. Eesh.

I came home and started some laundry. One of the baskets was not available for the transporting of dirty clothes to the basement...for my fantastic hubby had done a load and left his clean clothes in it...unfolded. My husband is an incredible man....one of the best on this planet...not that I have met men from other planets...err..thinking about that..maybe I have....however, he still cannot fold laundry. How does a human reach the age of 36 and not know how to fold laundry? So I begrudgingly folded the clothes...as I usually do...and continued on.

I then fell asleep on the couch..hey I take the pup on a two mile walk every day...it was snowing....it was a nap day...how is my justification?

So hubby and I watch 24 and it is on in an hour. I really am thinking of not watching this show next year. This is the second year we have watched it and as I watched it last week....all two hours of it, I thought...why? I have an anxiety disorder...rarely am I ever truly calm...why in the hell am I watching this unrealistic show that makes me sit in a ball on the couch for an hour? Try situational comedy next time Kate!

Technologically inept

Ok, I am new to blogger.....I am so not technologically savvy...it is scary....I am still using dial-up...is that enough proof? So, I was at dinner with friends last night and one is in the computer field. He told me I needed to join this century and call my cable provide Monday morning. I will. Thus, I am starting a new journal (previously on AOL journals). Note: never wrote. However, I am feeling ready to write and needed to start with this. Unfortunately, I am so slow with this stuff and confused. I cannot even set up this damn blog. Pray for me...hee hee.

Testing

Testing....1...2...3...testing?