All the rain

Finally on Friday I was able to mow our lawn after weeks of rain. I'm loving the rain and glad we were able to get some fertilizer down before it all started. Our grass is sooo green! About a week and a half ago we were able to get a quick cut of the front yard before it started raining. The back hadn't been mowed in weeks and it was looking like a jungle.

The grass was so high that I kept killing the mower. Every now and then I could catch it before it died, but sometimes I'd hit a patch and it just died. Then it was so tall that I didn't find a few of M&M's bones. I'd hit one and the mower would immediately die. Half the yard I had to mow over a second time because I didn't really get it all the first round. Usually I can do the front and the back on one tank of gas. I didn't even start on the front, went straight to the back and had to re-fill the tank half way through.

The funny part though... M&M was out there while I was mowing and she was running around staying out of my way. When I would throw one of her bones out of the way she thought I was throwing it for her so she would go grab it and run around. Sometimes dropping it back in high grass. But she kept running around so much in the newly cut grass that her feet were turning green!! I tried to get a couple of pictures but you can't really tell. It was rather funny though.

~ Wolf Lover Girl

So much drama!

I have a co-worker, great guy have worked with him for years, but he is really irritating the h*ll out of me the past few days.

I'm not exactly sure what he does all day - work related that is - but I can tell you what he does most of the day that's not work related. And that's talk on the phone to his friends and family. And then when he's done talking to them he has to come to me or other co-workers to re-hash what he just talked to his friends and/or family about. The thing is, he talks VERY LOUD, so really we've heard the conversation already, well at least his side of it.

The latest drama involves his mom wanting him to visit this weekend since it's Mother's Day, his birthday happens to fall this weekend as well and he really doesn't want to. Of course mom is giving him a big ole guilt trip and saying that all of her kids are bad. These "kids" including my co-worker are older adults. A few of them have families of their own... anywho he keeps telling me how bad he feels because his mom is making him feel bad... I'm really starting to not care.

Then the other day someone in another department said they heard that someone was let go from our department. Co-worker was in my office when this was said. The rest of that day he was paranoid that they were going to let him go. I would ask "why would they let you go?" He said because he had called in sick one day last week. WHAT?!?! So our company gives you sick days but if actually use them they'll fire you... that's what you're saying? So paranoid. He finally found out what really happened it as a trainee from a training class... sheesh

So here's Mr. Paranoia about being fired for "calling in sick" but he has no problem being on the phone almost all day talking to his friends and family. AND it's all long distance!!!!! Hello... our company has been chatting non-stop about cutting costs... remember we had to go stuff envelopes because we're trying to cut costs... and you feel the need to do all of your personal phone calls at work to save YOU a dime at home. You have a cell phone. Most people with a cell phone have free long distance... use it!

Tomorrow will be one more day of listening to how mom is guilting him. Then on Monday I'll get to hear whatever drama was created by actually visiting her. Can't wait!

~ Wolf Lover Girl

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