New "friends" Blog

I was reading an article on MSN talking about soldiers keeping blogs. I'm so clueless, I didn't know that any of them did that.

I've read two of his posts already... wow! This is the real stuff (from what I can tell) no editing from the news crew etc.

So if you're interested I have added Eighty Deuce On The Loose In Iraq to my links on the right. Again I don't talk about politics and regardless if you support or don't support the war... you should support our troops!

Good luck AirborneParaInf82 and be safe!!

~ Wolf Lover Girl

Come Back Here!

About 3 weeks ago or so we had a little "incident" and our door frame was broken. Everyone is okay, nothing stolen, everything is good except the door frame. We had one of our friends come by and look at it and he said he could fix it for us. He took Mr. M with him to Lowe's or Home Depot to find the piece we needed. He came over on Sunday with his wife, Computer Diva, and went to work.

Before they came over I took M&M to the dog park to run around and get a little tired so she wouldn't be in our way. When I got home Mr. M was working in the garage. So I joined him in there and had M&M on her leash and just let her sit in there with us. When our friends arrived he went to work on the door and Diva sat in the garage with me and M&M. From time to time we would go in the house to watch the door being worked on and M&M was relatively good. Of course the door is wide open but Mr. Diva was basically in the way so no way to really get out.

At the end of the evening when the door was complete there was a small period of time when everyone was in a different place and the door was left wide open. Of course M&M saw her perfect opportunity and took off! BAM! I heard Mr. M yell at me and take off on foot after her. I went and grabbed my car keys and the leash and went down the road. Diva and Mr. Diva told us when we got back that our next door neighbors were outside and started laughing at M&M taking off and Mr. M taking off after her. We finally rounded her up about 3 blocks away. Damn dog!

Plus the last few days we have had so much rain! Not that I'm complaining. Yesterday we get home and M&M had found the smallest section of fence that's not really enforced and... you guessed it... dug a hole! She wasn't as dirty as in this post, but she was still dirty. Sigh! At least this time Mr. M was at home to help wash her. And she knew exactly what was about to happen when we took her up.

Oh! And BIG THANKS to Mr. Diva for fixing our door. I really do appreciate it and glad that I can finally shut it the whole way and lock it! :-)

~ Wolf Lover Girl

Memories - First Car

I figured I'd start a new item of memories.

I was sitting in traffic going to or from work one day and was thinking of my first car. Do you remember yours? Mine was a Vette.... Chevette!

It was this horrible brown color that was just nasty. Picture is not my actual car, but this is what it looked like.

I've heard of people who named their cars, I've never done this but this car did have a name for it. POSFH. I guess it was more of an acronym for the name I gave it:

Piece Of Sh*t From Hell!!!

I HATED this car! Had it my Senior year in High School (maybe Junior too, I might have blocked it). It was so embarrasing to drive around in this thing. When you tried to start the car it would make this horribly loud screeching noise. My friends dad was a mechanic and told me what it was, of course my dad didn't care to have it fixed. So I'd always wait till the least amount of people were around to try and start it. Especially hated it after track practice after school cause you're down there at the field and there's no getting around waiting to start it, unless you're the last to leave.

Then one time I couldn't even open my door. I had to go pick up my sister from her friends house one afternoon because she wasn't feeling well. So I go get her from the house, walk her to the car, but instead of opening the door for her and letting her sit down and get comfortable I had to crawl over her chair to get to mine and then she could get in. Yeah, that's embarrasing at school too.

I also remember that there was absolutely NO get up and go on this thing. So much so that I would pump the gas hoping I would get more umph out of it. I felt like Fred Flinstone could go faster than me. My sister, brother and I would go to my grandma's and there's this one section that has this BIG dip that you go down and then of course back up. I would go as fast as I could down hoping the momentum would help us get back up...

I still have nightmares about this car. That I'm on the highway pumping away at the gas trying to get it to go.

Did I mention that I HATED that car?

~ Wolf Lover Girl

More People Watching

Had to pick up Mr. M last week at the airport so once again got to watch people. Nothing very exciting this go round. The only thing that really caught my eye...

Lady coming from the gate area to the baggage claim area and she was chewing gum. I guess she didn't want it anymore so as she's walking by a trash can she spits it out. And misses!! She did hesitate for a minute like she might actually go back and pick it up... but she decided to move on.

I'm sure she'll be one of those who steps in gum that someone else left on the ground and will make the biggest fuss! People!

~ Wolf Lover Girl

Classroom funny

I was telling this story to my best friend the Queen P and she told me I had to put this on my blog... so here goes.

I work in the Training Department at my company. Now I mostly just write materials and make sure our training databases are up to date. However I do eventually teach classes.

A few years ago I started a New Hire class. We use several systems and one of them holds all of our information on our clients. Although we're in class and working in a training environment I try to get the class used to signing out of this system every time they leave their computer. Because when they get to the floor if they leave it up someone could potentially come in behind you and commit fraud but it would be under their ID. Unfortunately this has happened so I try to get them in the habit as early as I can.

Well to help make New Hire a little more fun the class is split into groups. In the morning we do review of all the materials that have been covered and they earn points for correct answers. At the end of New Hire the group with the most points wins a prize. However there is a small catch, everytime you leave your computer and I go around and check and see you haven't signed off that one system you get points taken away from your group.

It's like day 2 of this 4 week training and I haven't gotten to really know them yet. Don't know all of their personalities yet, certainly haven't memorized their names completly. There's this one girl who on every break/lunch has to explain to me why she got something wrong or said what she said during class. Okay. So they go on break and I walk the classroom as I always do taking down names of those who forgot to log off their system. Of course she's one of them. Now I don't put it on the board who left their system up but I make it obvious to that person so when they get back they know. I do make marks on the board of how many points were removed from that team so the whole team will know...

So there's still time left in their break and this girl comes back in and notices that I took points away from her team because she left her system up. So she has to come tell me why she didn't sign off... Ready? :-)


Her: "I'm sorry I didn't turn off my system when we went to break I really had to go to the restroom".
Me: "That's okay, when Mother Nature calls you have to answer, just remember to log off next time, no big deal"
Her: "No you don't understand I really had to go to the restroom.... See when I sneezed a little earlier my tampon came out"
Me: ...... speachless.... "Um, Okay.... I've never heard of that happening before...."

Okay... now it's day 2 or something. I don't know you! I don't want to know this! I don't think that I would want to hear that from my best friend!!!


Oh... I'm not done yet. :-) So I'm out with my department some time after this class has ended and I'm telling my department about this. After the laughter dies down (except from my Director she's putting her face in her hands) the wise-cracks start. The only one I can remember is one of the guys (we'll call him Mark) says that her name is shooter. Because she sneezes and her tampon will fly out and bounce off everything like a stray bullet. LOL!!

So about a week later we're at our desks and I sneeze. Mark rolls back from his desk and looks and me and asks, "everything okay?" LOL!!!! "yep, thanks!"

Sigh. I stil call her shooter. I couldn't even tell you her real name now. Funny!

~ Wolf Lover Girl

People Watching

I love to people watch. I don't like people to watch me though... The best place to watch people is the airport. Of course the best place inside the airport is at the gates, but now adays you can't go to the gates unless you have a ticket. I was picking up my sister on Thursday night (btw she has finally given me her alias, she'll be known as Rogue) at DFW. So I get there early and wait in the baggage claim area and watch people.

There was this one guy who walked by me a couple of times. He was wearing a suit and had an id on his jacket. At first I kind of thought maybe he worked at the airport but as I kept watching him I knew he didn't. I noticed he had HUGE feet. Kind of like he had clown shoes on. And he walked like one.

When I first got there I was standing kind of close to the restrooms to make a few phone calls. I didn't want to be one of those people who sits in the chairs with everyone else and have them listen to my phone conversation. Well as I was standing there I noticed a woman go in. Then a few seconds I see her come out real quick and give a "oops" look and go back in. See the men's and women's are right next to each other and hard at quick glance to realize there are two there. So she had gone into the men's and walked out quickly when she realized it. I bet she was hoping noone noticed. hee hee I noticed and smiled to myself.

I saw this poor woman with her baby in a baby carrying thing (sorry no kids so don't know the formal name) try to come into the baggage claim area from the gate area. She went the wrong way in the turning doors and set the alarm off.

I highly enjoyed seeing all the men in their suits with their bluetooths on looking all important. Of course I'm being sarcastic here... See Pet Peeve - Can You Hear Me Now?

One lady was walking around in her cute little spaghetti strapped top and you could tell she was cold. But we wouldn't want to actually put that jacket on that she was carrying... it wouldn't have looked as cute I'm sure.

I notice a group of friends and family starting to form near the exit doors. I noticed one was caring a sign so assumed they were waiting for a soldier. More and more people came and I kept hoping that I would get to see thier arrival before Rogue came.

Rogue arrived and we stood and both watched the group still waiting on the soldier. I noticed the guy with the big feet was evidently a driver there to pick up someone. He was carrying one of those signs with someone's name on it. I pointed him out to my sister. Rogue's baggage came and we went to the car. Soldier still didn't arrive.

My car was down just a little bit and we were putting her stuff in my trunk when I noticed that huge crowd running down to another airport enterance. I pointed it out to Rogue and mentioned they must have been waiting at the wrong baggage claim area. It was funny and sad at the same time. Poor soldier was probably thinking there was noone there to greet them.

~ Wolf Lover Girl

Just Dirty

It’s been awhile since I’ve had a post regarding the famous M&M and her adventures.

Just to brag, here’s another picture of my pretty girl… mischievous as she is!


Well yesterday DFW was hit with a huge storm that just DUMPED tons of rain. Not that I’m complaining I haven’t had to water my yard yet this spring. M&M was outside (as she is everyday now) and I guess she decided she wanted to leave and seek shelter (I keep telling Mr. M we need to get her a dog house if for anything when it rains, it’s still a battle). So I got a call from PetSmart because someone found her and luckily she has that chip we had put in her.

So I come home and get the leash and then go get her. She’s only 2 houses down and he was keeping her in his garage out of the rain. Very nice guy. Showed me his dog so if it ever got out I would know who it belonged to.

I get home and with umbrella in hand I walk the fence to try and discover how she got out. I couldn’t find anything!!! This dog must have jumped over the fence or beamed through it. Hee hee.

Well this morning as I go to work I let her out like I do now because I can’t find anything. Mr. M tells me at lunch that I shouldn’t have and hopefully we have a dog when we get home.

So I get home tonight…. And we still have a dog!! And boy is she DIRTY!!! It seems she has been in and out of the yard today. Found the hole under the gate, and of course since it was raining yesterday she crawled through mud not dirt! Did I mention she’s dirty? It made me laugh how dirty she was.

Mr. M is working late tonight so I had the pleasure of washing her by myself. I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned this but M&M hates water!! Weird dog. So I had a nice little “workout” in keeping her in the tub to do this. I was going to take her collar off so I could get under it but I had to leave it on so I could have something to hold on to. Luckily I have some knee pads (you can get them in the gardening section, good for when you wash the toilet as well, Mr M thinks they would be good for something else… no comment hee hee) The hardest part was washing off the soap (oh did I mention all I have is cat soap HA HA) because it’s underneath her and I don’t have one of those hoses so I have to use a cup and try and use my hands… I’m tired.

So of course before I started I had to take a few pictures. I don’t know if these actually do it justice or not… The bone she has was given to her a couple of weeks ago. She can hardly carry the thing around.