Wednesday, August 25, 2010

What I'm Loving

1. This article from CNN Money about Trader Joe's:

Trader Joe's Insider Secrets


I really want to go work for them. Badly.

2. We bought a PS3, and we're looooving it. I am really enamored of Little Big Planet. Especially the sackboy, which is this little guy:

What can I say?  He's precious.

3.  We went on our annual canoe trip over the weekend, and this lovely Blue Heeler mix latched onto us for the day.  I had visions of taking him home and giving Lola a friend.  He eventually left, but I would have enjoyed having a young fellow at the house.  It wasn't meant to be, but he was pretty cute.  Lola liked him too.  She has a fun time on those trips.  So do we.

That's about it for now.  Another month with just a few posts.  But we've been busy.  Alaska, Work, Baseball, Canoeing, Anniversary (our 5th), and such...  Hoping that September proves more restful.

Ha.


ae

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Relaxed Crocodile

This past weekend, Matt and I tore it up. Friday night, we had dinner at The Mad Platter – a local place which had great food. I had lamb, Matt had pork, and there were four other courses to be reckoned with. I ended the night on Bananas Foster. It was really a lovely night, and we enjoyed it immensely.

Saturday morning, we met Matt’s old colleague (and our friend) Suzie for breakfast - she was visiting from California. She brought her old college friend Emily, and the four of us had a great time. After breakfast, Matt and I headed down to Chattanooga to meet up with his family. We got great seats to the Lookouts Used Car Night game, but first – dinner at Lupi’s.

There were 19 of us in all, and what a game. In the 6th inning, the ump blew a call – and the crowd went nuts. Two players got ejected for arguing. None of us won a car, but we ate plenty of peanuts, drank beer (or in my case a cherry slushie – it’s good to be Designated Driver), and generally enjoyed ourselves. After the game, some of us headed back to Kelly and Flora’s for a late-night snack and more talking. We finally went to bed around 1AM.

The next morning, Flora made us a killer breakfast – we ate and talked, then got on the road to get Lola out of hock. She was glad to be home. I threw her in a tub, got her clean, and then I took a killer nap.

After I woke up, I headed to the grocery store, picked up some necessities, and came home. Matt and I relaxed, had some dinner and crashed.

Yesterday, after work, I managed to try a new class at the Y. Yoga. It about killed me, but I loved it. Since I fell before and during the Alaska journey, I want to take it easy, get more balanced and more flexible. Time will tell.

Life is good. Matt and I celebrate 5 happy years of marriage this week, and then over the weekend – canoeing on the Duck River. Lola is stoked. So are we.

Peace and chicken grease.

ae

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The Crass Ceiling

So work is…well, it’s work. That’s why they pay you, or so my Dad likes to remind me. I like to remind him of his Golden Parachute, whereby he makes more money to NOT go to work than I make to go. Not...bitter...sigh.


This week, I’m playing catch-up from vacation, off-site training and other nonsense; and the good news is, I don’t have a lot of training. That’s also the bad news. Since we’re a man down for the week, I’m also spending a lot of time on the phones.

I find that my patience is worn thin. Very, very thin. Wafer thin.

In the news recently, there have been two spectacular cases of “Take This Job and Shove It” - the first – a JetBlue flight attendant giving it to an unruly passenger via the intercom, then making his escape with some purloined beer down the inflatable emergency slide. The second is a girl who presented a photo essay via a series of whiteboards explaining that her boss called her a Hot Piece of Ass and she was quitting.

I left with more of a whimper than a bang at my last company, and part of me wishes I’d had the ovaries to tell certain people what I really thought of them.

Especially after they anonymously called me Eddie Haskell. At that point, I should have grabbed my beer, inflated the exit and slid off into the sunset.

I am still waiting for my friends Connie and Jason to announce the name of their little bambino. They’ve been jokingly calling him Danger for the past 9 months, and that would be great, but I’m told it was a placeholder. I need photos. I need stats. I need data, dammit.

I published a ton of photos from Alaska on my Facebook account, and have plans for more, more, more.

I need a cold beer . Or a Bloody Mary. Or, a beer with bloody mary mix. Whatever.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

What took you so long?

So, we got back from Alaska a week and a day ago, and I’m finally shaking off the jet lag, though I wouldn’t say no to a few nice afternoon siestas.

The trip was phenomenal. I won’t recount it all, but the highlights were definitely the wildlife, spending time with Matt’s wonderful cousins, and most of all, spending time with Matt.

Photos are coming soon.

Over the weekend, Matt and I took our neighbor, who will be six in a few weeks, to the park. We had a good time, and he’s a sweet kid. We had lunch at McDonald’s, a popsicle, then brought him back to the house. We also partied with our friends Tracey and Robert, whose home was damaged in the flood – they have it back in place now and threw a housewarming to celebrate.

Sunday, I cleaned while Matt went for a ride, we took our photos to Costco, and watched an old horror flick, Alligator (1980).

This weekend promises to have plenty of fun – we’re going to meet our friend Suzie for breakfast, then head down to Chattanooga to meet Matt’s family for Used Car Night at the Lookouts Game. There will be 21 of us. Nice!

Yesterday at 7PM (on 8/9/10), my friend Connie had her baby. Unnamed as of yet, but I’ll follow up when I know. I’m excited for her and Jason. That is one lucky kid with two terrific parents.

Lola survived our vacation – they cleaned her teeth and removed two lumps – one on her back, and then the illustrious Chin Wart. This weekend she goes to the kennel south of town, but she’ll canoe with us the following weekend.

The kids here in Nashville are already back in school. It’s unfathomable.

Sunrise, sunset. Sunrise, sunset. Swiftly fly the years…

And a happy day to you and yours.

ae