Well we've known for a while that it was coming...Verizon made the announcement yesterday that as of March 25th our office will be closed. 6 months to find a new job. We also have crappier hours to look forward to. We'll most likely be opening at 1o a.m. starting next month, right now our hours are 7 a.m. til midnight. I'm guessing I'll be working til at least 7:30 or 8 every night.
So...keep me in mind if you hear of a sweet job opening with great pay, hours and benefits, but doesn't require a degree. The kids think I should get one of those jobs they always see on TV where you work 10 hours a week from home and can afford to live in a mansion and spend your winters in Hawaii. Hey, if they show it on TV it must be real right?
Sunset in Northfield 8/07
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
It's Monday night, which means I was with the girls scrapping tonight. We packed it in early tonight so here I sit watching one of the only programs I follow with any regularity; The Colbert Report. I made a nice layout of the pics Aaron took of me, Mom & Jessy competing in the blueberry pie eating contest this year.
It's hard to believe that at the end of September I'm sitting here at almost midnight with all the windows in the living room open. It was in the upper 70's today and is supposed to be 83 tomorrow. Not exactly the crisp fall air I love to breathe this time of year. We'll probably bypass that altogether this year and wake up a few weeks from now buried up to our asses in snow. Straight from allergy pills to thera-flu!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Adventures in apple picking
So...We went apple picking this morning as planned. The kids and I and some friends spent a couple hours wandering around the farm. Picking apples, pumpkins, gourds, hayride; it was a lot of fun! As we were heading back to the little farmstand to pay for our goodies the kids took a detour throught the huge corn maze.
The clearing between the orchards and cornfield was filled with new people coming in, families pulling wagons full of kids, and those of us standing in line. Off to the side were two teams of draft-horses resting between trips around the farm. All of a sudden another big black horse pulling an approximately 10 ft long log was spooked by something. I heard people shouting and looked up to see this horse charging down the hill; parents were grabbing kids and trying to stay out of his path. I remember standing there not only terrifed to see him rearing and running toward me; I felt numb and helpless wondering where he'd go next, knowing the kids could step out of the maze at any moment oblivious to what was going on.
Luckily as he reached the foot of hill the log was snagged on two huge boulders. The chain or harness (not sure which) snapped as he reared up again trying to get free. He then charged back up the hill toward the barn where a couple of people grabbed him and shut him inside.
Thankfully nobody was hurt, the kids heard some of what was going on from inside the maze, but thought it was a show. There were a lot of parents who looked like I felt...shell-shocked. Even now, 3 hours later; I feel shaky and sick inside when I think of what could have happened. I guess that's the worst part. Knowing that I had no control over what was happening. I had no idea where in that maze the kids were, and if I had...what could I have done to stop a huge out of control horse if he had decided to go crashing through the corn? There's not much I hate more than feeling that I'm not in control.
I've been thinking back on the thankfully few times that I remember being totally consumed with fear. I think the last time I felt that scared was a few years ago when we lost Aaron (who was about 8 at the time) at Disney World It was right at the end of the day when everyone was pouring out of the park. It was about 20-25 minutes before we found him. I remember that then, like now it was worse after it was all over. I have to say though...If your kid's gonna get lost, that's the place to do it. They do a great job snapping right into action all across the park.
The clearing between the orchards and cornfield was filled with new people coming in, families pulling wagons full of kids, and those of us standing in line. Off to the side were two teams of draft-horses resting between trips around the farm. All of a sudden another big black horse pulling an approximately 10 ft long log was spooked by something. I heard people shouting and looked up to see this horse charging down the hill; parents were grabbing kids and trying to stay out of his path. I remember standing there not only terrifed to see him rearing and running toward me; I felt numb and helpless wondering where he'd go next, knowing the kids could step out of the maze at any moment oblivious to what was going on.
Luckily as he reached the foot of hill the log was snagged on two huge boulders. The chain or harness (not sure which) snapped as he reared up again trying to get free. He then charged back up the hill toward the barn where a couple of people grabbed him and shut him inside.
Thankfully nobody was hurt, the kids heard some of what was going on from inside the maze, but thought it was a show. There were a lot of parents who looked like I felt...shell-shocked. Even now, 3 hours later; I feel shaky and sick inside when I think of what could have happened. I guess that's the worst part. Knowing that I had no control over what was happening. I had no idea where in that maze the kids were, and if I had...what could I have done to stop a huge out of control horse if he had decided to go crashing through the corn? There's not much I hate more than feeling that I'm not in control.
I've been thinking back on the thankfully few times that I remember being totally consumed with fear. I think the last time I felt that scared was a few years ago when we lost Aaron (who was about 8 at the time) at Disney World It was right at the end of the day when everyone was pouring out of the park. It was about 20-25 minutes before we found him. I remember that then, like now it was worse after it was all over. I have to say though...If your kid's gonna get lost, that's the place to do it. They do a great job snapping right into action all across the park.
Friday, September 21, 2007
super-mom
I'm pleased to announce that my perfect-mother status has been restored! Because I worked a split shift yesterday I was able to come home yesterday morning to continue my search for the missing Brownie vest. It was (of course) jammed between the side of her desk and the wall. I was able to apply all of the badges, iron it and surprise her with it at lunchtime at school. She was very happy to see me/it!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Hmmm...thanks Fifi. Another place to (when time allows) pour out all the funny,frustrating,and fucked up shit that is my life. Speaking of time...how the hell does it always get away from me? I've known for over a week that Brownies is starting tomorrow. Can I find Sammi's vest? Noooo. Have I ironed on all the badges she earned last year? Of course not. Will I run around like a mad woman in the morning looking in all the places I just looked tonight? Yep. And if by some miracle I do find it in the morning, will there be time to iron? No again. What there will be time for I'm sure, is a meltdown for Sam if we don't find it, and a big helping of "what kind of mother am I?" to chew on as I drive to work.
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