She's a big girl! I didn't even realize, she weighs 45 lbs. I couldn't believe it! I knew today (after her bath) she was heavier than last time...but didn't think she had gained that much!
I love her...and I'm glad she isn't fat...you can't hardly tell she is 45 lbs!
~josh
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Happy Day!
Today, Patrick finally moves back home...goodness...it's been a long two months. Almost feels like all a sudden I was single...but not really single. LOL.
I've been pretty lonely with him being gone so much...and not able to talk on the phone until 11pm or 12am. Usually, we've been so exhausted from our days/shows, that we don't really wanna talk when we get the opportunity to chat.
Since he's been gone a few changes have occurred:
The lawn gets mowed every week. I drink 2-3 cups of coffee in the morning, as opposed to 1-2. I have lost 7 lbs. I tried switching to liquid creamer, and decided powder creamer is better for me. The house is a constant mess. Cassie has chewed up 3 of MY belongings that aren't meant to be chewed on. I watched only one movie by myself (which I hate doing). Socks and underwear never made it to the dresser after being washed. I have worn them straight out of the dryer, or the "clean" laundry basket. I have a home phone now, since cell phone service out here sucks. My computer crashed, and I had to re-format the drive and re-install Win XP. I only have an alcoholic drink once weekly, or not at all. I bought a Nintendo DS, which is so much fun (even just playing Super Mario Bros.). I started parking in the middle of the garage. Two of my employees have become fully trained, one promoted to my assistant, and another new hire. One person transferred out.
There are other things that have changed I'm sure...but I thought it would be interesting to name as many as I could. :)
~josh
I've been pretty lonely with him being gone so much...and not able to talk on the phone until 11pm or 12am. Usually, we've been so exhausted from our days/shows, that we don't really wanna talk when we get the opportunity to chat.
Since he's been gone a few changes have occurred:
The lawn gets mowed every week. I drink 2-3 cups of coffee in the morning, as opposed to 1-2. I have lost 7 lbs. I tried switching to liquid creamer, and decided powder creamer is better for me. The house is a constant mess. Cassie has chewed up 3 of MY belongings that aren't meant to be chewed on. I watched only one movie by myself (which I hate doing). Socks and underwear never made it to the dresser after being washed. I have worn them straight out of the dryer, or the "clean" laundry basket. I have a home phone now, since cell phone service out here sucks. My computer crashed, and I had to re-format the drive and re-install Win XP. I only have an alcoholic drink once weekly, or not at all. I bought a Nintendo DS, which is so much fun (even just playing Super Mario Bros.). I started parking in the middle of the garage. Two of my employees have become fully trained, one promoted to my assistant, and another new hire. One person transferred out.
There are other things that have changed I'm sure...but I thought it would be interesting to name as many as I could. :)
~josh
Friday, July 11, 2008
The only reason I'm awake
Aside from being pissed off, the only reason I'm awake is because my white trash neighbors on the other side of the privacy fence (and down the hill - through the trees) have a live band playing outside. Now, normally I'm not a party pooper on a Friday night. However, tomorrow is my Saturday to work at the bank...and I have to be there at 8:45.
I know that those folks down there with their mullets and Stetson cologne are going to hate me in about 10 minutes for calling the Sheriff (we're outside the city limits) but my bedroom window/wall faces directly in their direction, and all I had hear is "booommmmmm bah boooooommmmmmm booooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" when I go into my bedroom. If I walk out the front door...I hear the concert in stereo sound...echoing off all the other houses. It's no wonder that someone else hasn't already called to complain. There are a lot of kids in my neighborhood that should already be in bed at 11:15pm. Ugh!
Anyway...that's why I'm still awake.
~josh
I know that those folks down there with their mullets and Stetson cologne are going to hate me in about 10 minutes for calling the Sheriff (we're outside the city limits) but my bedroom window/wall faces directly in their direction, and all I had hear is "booommmmmm bah boooooommmmmmm booooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" when I go into my bedroom. If I walk out the front door...I hear the concert in stereo sound...echoing off all the other houses. It's no wonder that someone else hasn't already called to complain. There are a lot of kids in my neighborhood that should already be in bed at 11:15pm. Ugh!
Anyway...that's why I'm still awake.
~josh
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Up and Running
Oh goodness...I'm so glad that I'm up and running on my laptop again! Whew, I missed the internet world. LOL
~josh
~josh
Friday, July 04, 2008
2/3 tted it last night and will have it up and running later tonight I think. Meanwhile, I am blogging via mobile phone. Gotta love technology! H
1/3 Happy Fourth of July everyone! Sorry I haven't blogged recently...but the good ole computer started 'blue screening' last week. I just forma
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Hungry
I don't like eating alone. This means I usually wait until the very last minute before I'll eat dinner. This also means that I am hungry, at home, alone, a majority of the time.
Anyone else hungry?
~josh
Anyone else hungry?
~josh
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
A Nintendo Kid again
When I was young, I envied my neighbor, Stanley, who had a Nintendo. The Original. The first of many generations of Nintendo. I thought it was the absolute coolest. Duck Hunt, Super Mario, Zelda...you name it! The next few years I would play that Nintendo and read Nintendo Power. Soon, my parents bought us one. You know...about two years after the original release. That's always how my parents did things. They would make sure we still wanted it I suppose. LOL. My dad did have 5 mouths to feed...but anyway. Eventually I would go on to get a Gameboy as well. I loved it...and it was always a great time on road trips. After the Gameboy, I thought I had "grown out" of games. I played the occasional computer games, but I was done.
Yesterday I bought a Nintendo DS. I feel like a kid again, and it's nice to have something else to do other than chat and watch TV. LOL.
Yay for toys!!!
~josh
Yesterday I bought a Nintendo DS. I feel like a kid again, and it's nice to have something else to do other than chat and watch TV. LOL.
Yay for toys!!!
~josh
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Full Week's Vacation
I am leaving town again! Gosh, I need this soooooo bad. Patrick and I will be going back to NC again. Only this time, we'll be gone for full week...and we're staying at a beach house! Oh, I cannot wait. I paid for the tickets, and have the time off approved. No looking back now!
Look out sand and ocean! Here I come!!!
~josh
Look out sand and ocean! Here I come!!!
~josh
Friday, June 20, 2008
Making out
I was in Tulsa this past weekend, and I drove through a parking lot in a shopping area. It was late on Sunday and the stores were closed...but the sun was still up. A couple had "met up" in the parking lot for a hook up. Apparently they didn't have anywhere private to go, so they just took that opportunity to get into one car and make out in broad daylight.
Props go out to those with no shame. :)
~josh
Props go out to those with no shame. :)
~josh
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Post 300
Wow, I honestly didn't think I would ever hit blog #300. I must have no life...cause I've only been doing this for like 2 years or something. I can't even remember now.
I was a little apprehensive to post blog #299, because I didn't know what the hell was going to be worthy of post #300. But, today something big happened...and therefore it's totally blogworthy...at least in my eyes...........................................................................
Call Me on my Personal Cell, Work Cell, Office Line, or Home Phone.
I have always known I was a phone freak. I had a cell phone when I was 16 (Emily remembers). That was a big deal back then (1995)...they were just starting to come out...and Zack Morris from Saved By the Bell was my idol...and it didn't help he had a cell phone too. You may have seen it; the gray brick. My parents didn't have a cell phone...I was the first in our family to hold one in my name.
I have been on the phone as long as I remember. I recall talking to people on the phone in hotel rooms when we would go on vacation. I would just pick up the phone and start dialing. I would ask my brothers and sisters to go next door...just so I could call them to say hello. Something has always fascinated me about the phone...
My mother even told me, they received a bill one time for a bunch of long distance calls overseas...we didn't know anyone overseas...apparently I had picked up the phone as a youngster and just started hitting numbers. I was a pro at the age of 3.
Years later, at the ripe age of 29...I'm still fascinated. Most would probably say obsessed...with the telephone. I have a personal cell phone, my job gave me a work cell phone (it wasn't optional), and then of course I have a phone number for customers and co-workers to call and talk to me.
Why is it that I still think I need another phone? WHY??? I look for any excuse to get a phone...best technology...purpose...ease of use.........Now my reason is pretty valid.
We live in the sticks. My cell phones cut out all the time...and I can't go 2 minutes without my phone dropping some of the conversation to make me say "what?". Trust me, I don't want another damn phone number any more than you want me to have. But........hey....at least I have an excuse to have another phone line...right?
I signed up for Vonage Internet Phone...and I'm a happy boy. It's working...and I'm a nerd.
Call me later,
~josh
I was a little apprehensive to post blog #299, because I didn't know what the hell was going to be worthy of post #300. But, today something big happened...and therefore it's totally blogworthy...at least in my eyes...........................................................................
Call Me on my Personal Cell, Work Cell, Office Line, or Home Phone.
I have always known I was a phone freak. I had a cell phone when I was 16 (Emily remembers). That was a big deal back then (1995)...they were just starting to come out...and Zack Morris from Saved By the Bell was my idol...and it didn't help he had a cell phone too. You may have seen it; the gray brick. My parents didn't have a cell phone...I was the first in our family to hold one in my name.
I have been on the phone as long as I remember. I recall talking to people on the phone in hotel rooms when we would go on vacation. I would just pick up the phone and start dialing. I would ask my brothers and sisters to go next door...just so I could call them to say hello. Something has always fascinated me about the phone...
My mother even told me, they received a bill one time for a bunch of long distance calls overseas...we didn't know anyone overseas...apparently I had picked up the phone as a youngster and just started hitting numbers. I was a pro at the age of 3.
Years later, at the ripe age of 29...I'm still fascinated. Most would probably say obsessed...with the telephone. I have a personal cell phone, my job gave me a work cell phone (it wasn't optional), and then of course I have a phone number for customers and co-workers to call and talk to me.
Why is it that I still think I need another phone? WHY??? I look for any excuse to get a phone...best technology...purpose...ease of use.........Now my reason is pretty valid.
We live in the sticks. My cell phones cut out all the time...and I can't go 2 minutes without my phone dropping some of the conversation to make me say "what?". Trust me, I don't want another damn phone number any more than you want me to have. But........hey....at least I have an excuse to have another phone line...right?
I signed up for Vonage Internet Phone...and I'm a happy boy. It's working...and I'm a nerd.
Call me later,
~josh
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Shirts
I love t-shirts. Especially the witty ones that have something funny to say.
I had a customer yesterday that had a shirt that read:
"I'm Multi-Talented
I can TALK and PISS
you off at
THE SAME TIME"
Yes, the lettering was in that order and made me think that she could talk and piss at the same time. I was not very comfortable helping her until I figured out what her shirt actually said. Some people just shouldn't wear those kinda shirts. It did give me a little giggle and was hard to concentrate.
~josh
I had a customer yesterday that had a shirt that read:
"I'm Multi-Talented
I can TALK and PISS
you off at
THE SAME TIME"
Yes, the lettering was in that order and made me think that she could talk and piss at the same time. I was not very comfortable helping her until I figured out what her shirt actually said. Some people just shouldn't wear those kinda shirts. It did give me a little giggle and was hard to concentrate.
~josh
Friday, May 23, 2008
The Guilty Neighbor
P and I were lucky to move next door to such a nice, sweet lady. She has grandchildren in Kansas City, and she misses them dearly. She didn't know that once she bought her house here in our neighborhood that she would be so "homesick" for her grandchildren. She's been here a year, and is now trying to sell her house to move to a neighborhood closer to her grandchildren.
She recently decided that she was going to go visit them for a couple of weeks. She has a fenced back yard for her dogs, and she planned to take them with her. She knows our yard isn't enclosed, and offered her yard for our dog to run off energy as opposed to using the tie out we use for bathroom breaks. We thanked her very much, and thought it was going to be nice to have a space for Cassie to run around where she couldn't get away.
Today, Cassie was wound for sound, and the neighbor is still gone. I thought I would go ahead and put her out there for 45 minutes or so to get some energy out while I was still waking up. When I went back to check on her, she was CHEWING on the neighbor's plastic rabbit figurines. Normally, dogs chew on things, but this lady collects rabbit figures and has them all over her front and back landscape. I immediately felt horrible. I could not believe (but actually could believe) that my dog chewed up someone else's property. I was trusted with her property and I had officially destroyed something important. Of course, the feelings of guilt were prominent; I have no idea where to go and buy more figurines.
Because she has been gone for two weeks, her lawn is quite tall. Her lawn mower has been broken for some time and she had been spending 3-4 hours using her weed eater to "mow" her lawn. She's also had a hard time selling her house. I don't have a lot of time, but thought the least I could do was mow her front yard so that "drive by shoppers" wouldn't think that she was neglecting her home.
Do you think this is an acceptable apology or act of regret? Should I still pay for the figurines? I feel really bad, front yard is mowed, but don't have the time to mow the back yard. :(
Please help.
~josh
She recently decided that she was going to go visit them for a couple of weeks. She has a fenced back yard for her dogs, and she planned to take them with her. She knows our yard isn't enclosed, and offered her yard for our dog to run off energy as opposed to using the tie out we use for bathroom breaks. We thanked her very much, and thought it was going to be nice to have a space for Cassie to run around where she couldn't get away.
Today, Cassie was wound for sound, and the neighbor is still gone. I thought I would go ahead and put her out there for 45 minutes or so to get some energy out while I was still waking up. When I went back to check on her, she was CHEWING on the neighbor's plastic rabbit figurines. Normally, dogs chew on things, but this lady collects rabbit figures and has them all over her front and back landscape. I immediately felt horrible. I could not believe (but actually could believe) that my dog chewed up someone else's property. I was trusted with her property and I had officially destroyed something important. Of course, the feelings of guilt were prominent; I have no idea where to go and buy more figurines.
Because she has been gone for two weeks, her lawn is quite tall. Her lawn mower has been broken for some time and she had been spending 3-4 hours using her weed eater to "mow" her lawn. She's also had a hard time selling her house. I don't have a lot of time, but thought the least I could do was mow her front yard so that "drive by shoppers" wouldn't think that she was neglecting her home.
Do you think this is an acceptable apology or act of regret? Should I still pay for the figurines? I feel really bad, front yard is mowed, but don't have the time to mow the back yard. :(
Please help.
~josh
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Smells like Poo
So, a couple of reasons it smells like poo around here.
First of all, my AC in the truck hasn't been working lately. You know when you have something for so long, and you just know how it's supposed to work? Like for instance, every time your iron turns on, the overhead lights in the room dim... ya know? Just those weird things that you learn about your appliances after a while? Ok, well this is like that.
I knew it wasn't a "low coolant" thing, cause it was running VERY cold last summer...and always has. Plus, whenever I turn on the AC in the truck, it would always "bog down" the engine, and make it a little less "energetic". For some reason, I would press the AC button, and the AC light would turn on...yet the air would continue to blow, but it wouldn't be cold. It also wouldn't "bog down" the engine. There was no stress on the engine to run the AC. So, I knew it wasn't coolant...like the internet always says.
I finally got the balls to go to the dealership. I hate dealerships. I think they screw people over all the time. I went to a dealership just outside my home town...and they were amazing...where the one in Tulsa where I actually lived, wanted to charge me over $2,000, for something that the other dealership chose to include in the warranty. By the way, I'm WAY out of warranty now.
Ok, so here's the poo. Apparently the condenser has a hole in it...most likely from a rock. Of course, you can't just stick bubble gum in that, so I have to get a new one. Also, another part attached was damaged. Of course that has to be replaced too, and is only sold in pairs. Along with the labor charges and tax; the grand total I have to pay is approx. $600.74. I was just economically stimulated by President Bush and received my deposit for $600.00. How lovely is that?! I have no benefit...no new fence...no new grill. Ugh.
Now the other poo. Cassie just farted next to me on the couch. That was actually pretty gross.
~josh
First of all, my AC in the truck hasn't been working lately. You know when you have something for so long, and you just know how it's supposed to work? Like for instance, every time your iron turns on, the overhead lights in the room dim... ya know? Just those weird things that you learn about your appliances after a while? Ok, well this is like that.
I knew it wasn't a "low coolant" thing, cause it was running VERY cold last summer...and always has. Plus, whenever I turn on the AC in the truck, it would always "bog down" the engine, and make it a little less "energetic". For some reason, I would press the AC button, and the AC light would turn on...yet the air would continue to blow, but it wouldn't be cold. It also wouldn't "bog down" the engine. There was no stress on the engine to run the AC. So, I knew it wasn't coolant...like the internet always says.
I finally got the balls to go to the dealership. I hate dealerships. I think they screw people over all the time. I went to a dealership just outside my home town...and they were amazing...where the one in Tulsa where I actually lived, wanted to charge me over $2,000, for something that the other dealership chose to include in the warranty. By the way, I'm WAY out of warranty now.
Ok, so here's the poo. Apparently the condenser has a hole in it...most likely from a rock. Of course, you can't just stick bubble gum in that, so I have to get a new one. Also, another part attached was damaged. Of course that has to be replaced too, and is only sold in pairs. Along with the labor charges and tax; the grand total I have to pay is approx. $600.74. I was just economically stimulated by President Bush and received my deposit for $600.00. How lovely is that?! I have no benefit...no new fence...no new grill. Ugh.
Now the other poo. Cassie just farted next to me on the couch. That was actually pretty gross.
~josh
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Mother's Day
I wanted to wish all of you a Happy Mother's Day. I know I have my fair share of mothers that hit my blog, so I wanted to make sure I got this posted. :)
I don't think I've ever blogged about my mother, so I think I'll take this opportunity to do so.
Even though she drove me nuts during my teen years, she is an amazing woman. Now that I'm "all grown up" I can appreciate her "driving me nuts" in so many ways. I realize now, that many people didn't have a Mom at home when they got home from school. There were many-a-latchkey child when I was young. The kids that came home from school to find no one waiting for them; only tons of junk food in the cabinet and the TV remote. TV was a virtual babysitter.
Whenever I came home, I always found my mother (even if she were exhausted) very eager to see me and ask me about my day. She wanted to know it all, what did I learn; what did I eat for lunch; did I actually eat my own lunch. (I was good at stashing them sometimes...sometimes upon investigation, she would find parts or entire bag lunches in my backpack. Haha)
She was always fair when I would get into a fight with one of the other 4 siblings (a total of 5 of us). She also cooked every meal herself and cleaned for us constantly. She was magical. Things/toys that I would leave out would magically go back to their "home" and be put away in minutes if any of us left them laying around.
She was the mediator, referee, nurse, personal assistant, extra curricular activities director, driver, teacher, tutor, wife, and mother. She was a super lady...not sure why I'm saying "was" as I still have a sibling at home to which she is a mother for...still to this day!
There are so many things I could say about my mom, I don't even know where to start. The best way to sum her up...goes kinda like this. She's an amazing lady, I appreciate all she did for me when I was a young boy. While I may have thought things she did were "horrible" or "unfair" when I was a child, now I realize each one had a purpose. Everything she did taught me a lesson in one way or another. I am sooooo lucky to have a mom that loves me and all my siblings equally as well as my father/her husband (to whom she has been married to and never divorced). That's another blog...but I'm very lucky that my parents are both married...and have been since before I was born. I know I took that for granted. I didn't realize how story book our family was...until I "grew up".
Well, I think that's all I've got for now. Happy Mother's Day. I hope you all are as lucky to have as great of a Mom as I have.
I don't think I've ever blogged about my mother, so I think I'll take this opportunity to do so.
Even though she drove me nuts during my teen years, she is an amazing woman. Now that I'm "all grown up" I can appreciate her "driving me nuts" in so many ways. I realize now, that many people didn't have a Mom at home when they got home from school. There were many-a-latchkey child when I was young. The kids that came home from school to find no one waiting for them; only tons of junk food in the cabinet and the TV remote. TV was a virtual babysitter.
Whenever I came home, I always found my mother (even if she were exhausted) very eager to see me and ask me about my day. She wanted to know it all, what did I learn; what did I eat for lunch; did I actually eat my own lunch. (I was good at stashing them sometimes...sometimes upon investigation, she would find parts or entire bag lunches in my backpack. Haha)
She was always fair when I would get into a fight with one of the other 4 siblings (a total of 5 of us). She also cooked every meal herself and cleaned for us constantly. She was magical. Things/toys that I would leave out would magically go back to their "home" and be put away in minutes if any of us left them laying around.
She was the mediator, referee, nurse, personal assistant, extra curricular activities director, driver, teacher, tutor, wife, and mother. She was a super lady...not sure why I'm saying "was" as I still have a sibling at home to which she is a mother for...still to this day!
There are so many things I could say about my mom, I don't even know where to start. The best way to sum her up...goes kinda like this. She's an amazing lady, I appreciate all she did for me when I was a young boy. While I may have thought things she did were "horrible" or "unfair" when I was a child, now I realize each one had a purpose. Everything she did taught me a lesson in one way or another. I am sooooo lucky to have a mom that loves me and all my siblings equally as well as my father/her husband (to whom she has been married to and never divorced). That's another blog...but I'm very lucky that my parents are both married...and have been since before I was born. I know I took that for granted. I didn't realize how story book our family was...until I "grew up".
Well, I think that's all I've got for now. Happy Mother's Day. I hope you all are as lucky to have as great of a Mom as I have.
Friday, May 09, 2008
Good Reason to Blog
I've been slacking on my blog lately everyone. All I've been doing is working, and working a lot. Many times because of HR issues, I can't blog about work...thus my blog stays vacant.
However, Patrick woke up with a present in the living room this morning, so I wanted to share.
Cassie shit all over her crate around 6am.
How do I know the timeline you may wonder. Am I a shit specialist? No, actually I had woken up around 4:30 because I couldn't sleep; or get back to sleep. When I came through the living room all was well, and smelled just fine. I never turned the lights on, but there was no shitty scent when I walked through. There was at 8:50 when I got up though. Patrick said he heard her whining around 6am and didn't know why...he just hoped she would stop. She did stop......whining.
I usually find humor in situations like these, after the initial shock is gone. I would have taken a picture to share, but Patrick already cleaned it all up while I was sleeping. Such a great guy!
Anyway, just wanted to share the story of the dog that wouldn't poop before bed, but pooped in her bed. Go figure.
~josh
However, Patrick woke up with a present in the living room this morning, so I wanted to share.
Cassie shit all over her crate around 6am.
How do I know the timeline you may wonder. Am I a shit specialist? No, actually I had woken up around 4:30 because I couldn't sleep; or get back to sleep. When I came through the living room all was well, and smelled just fine. I never turned the lights on, but there was no shitty scent when I walked through. There was at 8:50 when I got up though. Patrick said he heard her whining around 6am and didn't know why...he just hoped she would stop. She did stop......whining.
I usually find humor in situations like these, after the initial shock is gone. I would have taken a picture to share, but Patrick already cleaned it all up while I was sleeping. Such a great guy!
Anyway, just wanted to share the story of the dog that wouldn't poop before bed, but pooped in her bed. Go figure.
~josh
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