I'm icy... so icy...

Most of you think that I am behind the times since I do not have a laptop. Eh-hem... now I do! My new laptop once belonged to Aaron, Jay's other manager at the Ranch. To my delight, I have techy friends that could replace a hard drive with a donation incentive. So... da da da daaah!! I now have my own laptop... cost about 100 bucks out of my pocket. I am lovin it! This opens up all kinds of avenues... I can blog and do my math homework in bed. 'Tis a good life, yes? Now, I just have to score a job where I can work from home and I will be set.

Anyway, it really is time for me to go to bed, but I have to comment on something first. A friend had recently blogged about how peeps shouldn't be able to use bluetooths in public. I do agree, and I also second that rule with saying people should not be able to talk on their cell phone inside bathroom stalls. That is all I am going to say about that.

Goodnight dear void. I will be dreaming of wireless cards and humpback whales tonight!

Like Moths to a Flame...

I hate moths. In saying that, it never fails that the winged-creature will catapult themselves into my hair, snuggling right up to my ear, or volunteer for dinner... and crash near (or in) my mouth. I am sure you are cringing with distaste, but it is so very true. And they lurk in the car vents... like a murderer awaiting thir victim. Here in our lovely Rocky Mountain State, they come in droves. I have been lucky the last couple years as weather has wiped out their migration flight before they arrived in Colorado Springs. However, the memory of my mom turning on a standing light and waiting with the vacuum cleaner in hand haunts to me this day. Even worse, the sound they make of "phlunk" as they are swept into the hose to their demise makes me heave.
Now, don't go thinking that this post is about moths, for, it is surely not! But when I came up with the clever title of which to use, I was swarmed with memories of the flying demons. What made me think of the moth's attraction to the flame was a baby's cry. Oh yes! When a baby cries, people in the workplace flock to it. That also goes for a baby's laugh or any other bodily function. And yes, if you were not cringing before when I was talking about the moth being in my mouth, I am sure you are now.
It was half past one when I hear it... the oh so slight cry of some new mother venturing in with her baby. She sounded a good three departments away. Whew. No worries. Yet, a few minutes later, I heard the cry again and I knew it was getting closer. I held my breath in and waited... within 30 seconds one of my team mates was on the prowl, out of their seat and scouting for the (still faint) baby's call. Now, usually when a child would stroll up in my area, my team would take full advantage of teasing me for not having kids yet. They would bring the child over to me and joyfully watch my look turn from ferventy working to uncomfortable and nervous. Now, don't think that I do not like children. I love them, but it is just not that time for me yet. And my lack of exposure to very young children shines through when I am around them. To be honest, my mother and father have given me so much crap in the past 8 years that sometimes I pretend not to like babies so they will leave the touchy siubject alone. Recently, to my delight, they had told me they had given up all hope.
Anywho, I was ducking in my cubicle, awaiting the baby to be brought to my lap. Nothing happened... I waiting longer, intensely working in hopes that nobody would notice me. It was then I realized that I had switched teams recently and nobody here is keen to my underhanded love of children. I relaxed as I saw my team member return to her desk, rejuvenated by the interaction with the child and settle in at her desk.
I am sure those of you from my old team are laughing at this post, which you should because it is so darn true. I have enjoyed my new co-workers respond to "Guess what?" with anything other than "YOU'RE PREGNANT!"

A Test Post

Goodness gracious! I have been trying to figure out my frickin password and login crap for over a week! Finally was smart enough to make it happen! So, after almost two years of being gone, I think I will come back to the rockin blogspot... stay tuned...