Snowy cold...N'stuff

It's cold still.  It snowed, and it's cold.  Bah.

I visited with my best friend, Tammy, tonight.  She's doing OK, for someone who's son is heading to a war in 4 days.  *sigh*

Tomorrow is statement day.  I'll go in early and get started, then lose 3 hours of my productive time.  Ick.

Tomorrow night, I'll pack for Indy.  The girls like to help.  I'm always sure I'll forget something.  Kevin will worry that I'll forget something.  Then, I'll forget something. Oh well, I think well on my feet, and I'll be fine.  I hope he is fine here with the girls all weekend.

I didn't know I was crabby until I re-read this.  Sorry.  There's no reason to be crabby.  I guess I just need summertime and open windows to clear the cobwebs.

Busy... and cold.

I stayed 2 hours late at work today for a meeting.  Tomorrow, I meet my best friend after work to offer my shoulder.  Her only birth child is shipping out for Iraq on Monday.  Thursday, I go to work early to do statements.  Friday, I fly out to Indianapolis.  What a week!

I don't have to fly commercial.  I don't mind flying commercial, but I DO mind the 2 hour wait in the airport, as well as the layovers.  We will leave from an airport much closer than home than Kansas City International (which isn't close to ANYONE or ANYTHING!)  We'll stop off somewhere in Illinois to drop off one person, then on to Indy, to set up the booth (a 2-3 hour ordeal.)

Then some dinner and off to my room, to post on this journal and watch TV alone.  It may sound lonely to you, but I'm OK with it.  I need a quiet night and it will include a stupidly long shower (gotta love never-ending hot water) and a thermostat cranked up to 80ish.  It will include surfing the net and ignoring any call that doesn't come from my family.  Yeah, that's livin'!

Saturday will be 6 hours of trade show, and dinner with our outside sales reps, and maybe a customer or two.  Sunday will be 5 hours of trade show, and 3 hours of packing up the booth, followed by a private flight while I miss the Super Bowl once again.  If I didn't have great customers in Indy, who ask for me annually, I'd ask to NOT go to this show.

I DO have those customers, though, and I miss the Super Bowl annually because of it.  The company owner offered to get a satellite radio so I can listen to the game, but I still miss all the great commercials.  Oh well, it's my lot in life.  It's not a lot, but it's my life. (a stolen quote from A Bug's Life.)

Time to go put away some laundry in time to watch Boston Legal.  Nighters.

Girlie Weekend, and my buds

I had a great weekend!  Kevin got called into work on Saturday, so he lost part of his weekend.  That stinks.  At least he had Sunday, and both evenings for sleeping and watching whatever HE wanted to, on TV. 

We got to Carthage around 7:30, and settled in to relax.  Saturday found us girls lazing around, with Monica and Natalie playing Phase 10 with Grammy.  Jonathan was there, with his girlfriend Ashley, and it was great to catch up with them.  In the afternoon, we got our hair cut, then went to the local bowling alley.  Yeah, don't ask.  83 was my BEST game, and the other was barely half that.  LOL  My best game was played with a house ball that had big ol' chunks missing.  We called it "Ol' Lumpy" and it served me just fine.

Saturday evening, I went to a friends house for a gathering of all my old runnin' buddies.  When you move far away, it could be for the best of reasons, but I'm the type to hang on to GOOD friends, and these are some GOOD friends!  I cried, they cried, we cried.  Sappy, huh?  It made my body literally hurt to walk out that door, with them all begging me to stay just a little longer.  What an incredible group of people.  I miss you guys.

Sunday was lazy for me.  The girls went with Linda to church, since it was her turn to set up and clean up the communion.  It involves a LOT of dishes, and they didn't get home until after 1:00.  I read some silly murder mystery the whole time.  Around 3:30, we headed home, and got here by 6:10.  It was a long and silly trip, with the girls getting truckers to honk, and making silly faces while waving at other motorists.  They had a ball.

I'm home, we're all safe and happy, and I have a new injury to the hole in my heart.  The one created when I moved up here from Carthage.  I'm not sorry I moved, I'm just sorry I don't see them more often.  I hope this new plan changes that.

This Weekend

This weekend is Kevin's "silent" weekend.  He gets the house to himself for two days of silence, reading, naps, and whatever else he wants to do.  Oh yeah, my times a comin'...don't you fret! LOL

Tomorrow, right after work, the girls and I are heading South to Grammy's house.  I won't have internet access, so there won't be any posts here, but I plan to take plenty of pictures of our adventure, so I can share when I get back.

We'll leave right after I get off work, and sleep at Grammy's house.  Saturday, we're all going bowling, getting our hair cut, and generally having a good time.  Maybe we'll shop, maybe we'll play cards, maybe we'll veg out in front of the TV.  Who knows? 

We'll get home Sunday around 6 or 7, and I'll try to post an entry.  I plan on this being a win-win plan.  Grammy sees more of the girls, Kevin and I get some alone/quiet time every other month, and the girls get adventure.  It's all good! 

Oh, and in case you wondered, Brett will be around, but he works most of the weekend, so he's not around much.  I hope Kevin makes the most of this weekend.  Here are the rules of the new plan:

1. The departing spouse and girls must be gone Friday evening, or early Saturday morning.

2. The departing spouse and girls must not be home before 5 on Sunday.

3. Home must only be called upon arrival in Carthage, and again when departing Carthage.  Any other call must be initiated by the stay-at-home parent.

4. There is NOT to be any "honey-do" list.  48 hours of sleep is perfectly acceptable.  If cleaning or projects are done, it's at the discretion of the stay-at-home parent.

Yup, this is the maiden voyage for this little plan, but I think it's a good one, and I'm looking forward to it.  I don't see any losers in the plan.  Does anyone else?  Seriously, I welcome ideas or thoughts.

A very "dark" video

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OK, this is very dark, and I almost didn't post it, but you can see the obsession.  I thought Mom's dog was obsessed when I saw her in the snow, then I looked at my own dog.  Yup, it's true. Half Chihuahua and half Jack Russell can NEVER come to any good, yet she's ours.  We deal with it.  OK, we don't just deal with it, we tease it and get it al fired up.  Not my fault. The family needs entertainment.

More snow, and some misc. stuff

Here are some residual pics from the last couple of days.  There is a ton of snow out there, but it's melting fast.  Oh, and THIS time we got a snowplow...TWICE!  Our street is completely clear.  Well, time to get the heck out of this Jimmy Neutron room, and back to the football room.

Snow's better than ice!