me: A Blog

Today is all about doing what I should have done almost a month ago - clean the basement. Why a month ago? Dec. 27 was the last day my cat, Simba, used it as a litter box. Simba was only 3 months shy of 18 when I chose to end her life. She was diagnosed in November with the first stages of kidney disease and a few weeks later, after noticing she was peeing enough to fill a kiddie pool, the vet determined she had diabetes. I made the decision to put her down instead of allowing our relationship to degrade into one that featured two needle sessions per day and lots of mopping and paper towels. I am struggling with that decision which is why, in part, I've avoided the basement. That was her domain. I only ventured there for laundry and cleaning up after her. Which I did for the last time that day. But enough of that. Still not ready to delve into that emotional mess. The other part of basement avoidance is honestly I am not into cleaning. Everyone who know me knows I despise vacuuming...

My close friend Ivy bought me one of those thought a day calendars for Christmas. 365 days of infinite wisdom to meditate upon and, maybe, absorb into my psyche to be a better person. Two problems: 1, usually I see the daily thought once every few days as I tear off multiple pages to catch up. And, I've noticed the advice can be somewhat sketchy, at times. For example: This tidbit was the advice for Jan. 8.  First thing I thought was "Wow, creepy dating advice." I even sent a pic to Ivy and asked if she ascertained the same subliminal message. I mean, what's "old"? AARP membership eligibility? Retirement? My age plus 15? Who's to say. (For the record, I consider someone too old to be in my body when they have 12+ years on me). But the more I think about it, I'm sure it is encouraging me to not be a fuddy-duddy and have gruel fed to me three times a day by a CNA. I get it. Attitude is everything and why not start a new year with a bright attit...

Sifting through this blogging site I've had for longer than I thought. I have written some funny shit. I've also written some pathetic - but still in a funny way - shit. I don't see that changing anytime soon. These days blogs are places people sell cool homemade macramé underwear and coasters made from children's pasta art. People make a lot of money blogging. My friend had a blog for almost 4 years. She painted her nails, took a picture, and told people what she thought of the polish.  She had thousands of people reading her blog. Thousands. For nail polish. Companies sent her polish so she would take a picture of the bottle being held in her prettily painted talons.  I need a kid in pre-school. I have pasta.  And mod podge. I'm just "blogging" to type. I have thoughts.  They need to be put down somewhere and paper and pencil isn't as easy to come by when I have work, banking and Facebook occupying my time on my computer. Don't make me sit in...

Note: I found this entry from a few - OK, 5 - years ago.  I don't have any reason to update it; the list hasn't really changed.  I did delete No. 17 where I complained about the complexion of the "infomercial dude" because I don't know even know if he's still around - but if he is, his skin color is most likely still nasty. Oh, and today is a Tuesday. The following things really friggin' annoy me: 1. People who put "at" at the end of a sentence.  2. It's isn't its. Jackass. C. Speeding through school zones and/or construction zones.  Stop being so pretentious - you're not that important. D. Men who forget to tell me they're married.  5. Passive-aggressive emailers.  You have a question for me (or even better, a problem)? Email me. Not me, my boss, the boss of my boss, your boss, your boss's boss, and the janitor.  If I can answer your question, or fix your problem, I will.  Adding all of those people to the email will ...

Today politics won out over doing what was right. Pisses me off - especially when the person who chose political favor over transparency talks all about integrity. And I'm supposed to pretend I don't know this. Son of a ... I do my job why?

I downloaded the blogger app on my iPhone to see if it will help me say more on the blog. Not that I have anything to say at the moment.

I haven't blogged in ages.  Do people still blog? Or is this so 2010?  Why am I here tonight?  Two reasons.  One of my friends mentioned she has a blog (that reminded me I had one which made me think of reason 2 which is:) and I have started applying for jobs and got freaked out my blog, facebook page, twitter account, pinterest pinboard, linkedin profile and/or old-fashioned AOL email address, may be a deal breaker for some potential employer somewhere to determine my worth. And then that begs the question: How in a virtual world does one apply for a job without worrying about their web self undermining their chances? It's not like I have porn or photos of me simulating fellatio with a bratwurst on my accounts (can I just say "Thank God cell phones didn't have cameras when I went to college!" - not that I ever did anything like that with bratwurst), but what if someone doesn't like my obvious joy at finding Midget Elvis in Vegas? Or doesn't approve ...