Well, I'm a little late to the party but I am making a showing. Amanda Ashby is having a blog party to promote her release of Zombie Queen of Newbury High. And, in case you live in a cave and this is your first time visiting my blog, I'm a huge fan of Amanda's (she was my official stalkee in San Francisco). Her novel, You Had Me at Halo is one of my top three all time favorite books (as noted by its being spotlighted in my sidebar...eta I just looked and somewhere along the way, I lost the pictures of my favorites...note to self - fix that!!) and I am really looking forward to the release of Zombie Queen.
Anyway, at the blog party, Amanda has a number of guest bloggers who are giving away great prizes so stop by her blog and join the fun. Oh, and feel free to pre-order Zombie here or order Halo here.
For more details on the blog party, sit back, relax and watch...
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 09, 2009
I never get sick
Okay, I can't really say I never get sick but I hardly ever get sick. Yet, this year - already - I've been down for the count, twice now.
A couple of weeks ago I had my first migraine in a good five years and missed 2-1/2 days of work. And now I, apparently, have the flu. I woke up yesterday not feeling all that great but I didn't really think it was going to kick my butt like it has. By yesterday afternoon I was running close to a 102 temperature. I took my last prescription strength motrin pill about 5:00 last night but the fever didn't start breaking until around 8:00.
Woke up this morning with a fever and sent an email to my bosses and co-worker saying I wouldn't be in this morning but after I went to the doctor I might be in - depending on what she said. Well, I called the doctor at 9:00 a.m. (when they open) and said I needed an appointment. I was told they had an opening at 2:45 this afternoon. I really wanted to get in earlier than that and asked if that was the earliest appointment they had - she said yes. So I said I would take it. About 30 minutes later I got a phone call saying that the doctor wouldn't be in this afternoon so they would have to reschedule for the morning or some other day.
Hmmm...did she mean this morning? The one where there was no opening? I asked if she meant this morning and she said, "Can you come in this morning?" as if I was the one asking for an afternoon appointment. I said I could and she said she could see me at 11:00. Why that wasn't offered to me when I called in, I don't know but I got in then anyway so I guess all was good.
I made the decision not to shower before I went in to see the doctor because - without fail - when I do, I start sweating like a pig right after I get out of the shower and end up stinking when I get to the doctor's office and having a normal temperature. I always feel like they think I'm a hypochondriac because of that. Anyway, so I went in without the shower. I had a 102.2 temperature and was diagnosed with the flu.
She prescribed four medications. One I have to take in the morning. One I take before I go to bed. One I take twice a day and one I take three times a day. Guess she wants to keep my brain active (and alert?) while I'm sick? ;)
How's everyone else doing?
Thursday, February 05, 2009
More Random Stuff
I was leaving the office today and somehow realized I was heading towards the stairs. I never do that. I know I should, but I don't. Anyway, I headed down the stairs and went down two flights of stairs and came out. I headed around the corner towards the exit, only it wasn't there. And then it dawned on me...I started out on the fourth floor, not the third!!!
That's actually why I saw a lady I work with on her way out. She was talking to someone when I came up on her and something was said about having to take her husband to a doctor that night - he was waiting on her. So, when we weren't done with all the talking we could've done when we reached the cars I kind of cut her off and told her I knew she needed to go, was she available for lunch tomorrow? She said she was, and then proceeded to tell me everything we would've discussed tomorrow at lunch. So now I have lunch plans for tomorrow with someone I'll have nothing to talk about with.
Which, is kind of what my ex-husband did again today. I had called on Monday because I was having a panic attack over the papers I completed (I answered every last question on the questionnaire!). It turns out that either my ex or I can go and read what everyone wrote - including each other. It isn't that I care if he knows what I put but it seemed kind of personal and initially I wanted to know if he was going to go read my stuff. I got his voicemail and said I had something I wanted to talk to him about. But, he never called me. It was kind of bothersome for me. I mean, I know it shouldn't have been but it was. So, today I decided to call him again because I wanted him to know I'd sent the stuff in. He didn't pick up the phone and someone got back on the phone and said they'd page him. Then they came back and asked who was calling. I was seriously starting to get a complex about it when he picked up the phone. (He asked if I'd called earlier in the week and long story short, he said he hasn't listened to his voicemail messages. He was a chronic liar when we were married so that may or may not be true - not really important at this point.) Anyway, I asked if it was a bad time and he said no but that he did have to go into a meeting in a few minutes. We talked for over an hour again. I kept telling him that he needed to go but he kept wanting to talk. He did that last time we talked too. The conversations have been pleasant but I'm not looking to strike up a friendship with him. I know he's changed since we've divorced but he cheated on me and I will always be questioning his motives because of that. So, it was comfortable but creepy, all at the same time, if you know what I mean.
So, I went to classes last night (missed last week because of the migraine!). I think there may be someone out there who obsesses about their grades more than I do. I'm taking a Planetary Geology class and we have three tests, including the final. They will all either carry equal weight for the overall grade (with no other variables factored in) or he will drop the lowest test grade and count the final twice (he says people generally do better on the finals than the other two tests). Anyway, someone was stressing about it and talked to the instructor about it so he decided he would give us quizzes throughout the semester now - starting next week - that will factor into our grade as well. So now, instead of three tests we're going to have something like eight (basically one every other week). So thank you obsessive person because with everything else going on in my life, I had five minutes left over every month. And now I know how I will be spending it! Grrrr!
I'm wondering, how do sign your letters? Or do you? At work I sign mine "Regards". It seemed nice enough. That is, until someone sent me a reply that said "Warm Regards". That seemed better than just plain ol' "Regards". And someone else sent an email signed "Kind Regards". Seriously, making me look bad. Then came the big daddy of them all, "Best Regards" I mean, you can't get any better than that, can you? So, I'm thinking of changing my signature line to reflect what, in light of all the other "regards" out there make mine look like, it comes across as - even if it's not what was intended. I'll sign off here with what I'm thinking...let me know what you think.
Whatever,
Lucy
That's actually why I saw a lady I work with on her way out. She was talking to someone when I came up on her and something was said about having to take her husband to a doctor that night - he was waiting on her. So, when we weren't done with all the talking we could've done when we reached the cars I kind of cut her off and told her I knew she needed to go, was she available for lunch tomorrow? She said she was, and then proceeded to tell me everything we would've discussed tomorrow at lunch. So now I have lunch plans for tomorrow with someone I'll have nothing to talk about with.
Which, is kind of what my ex-husband did again today. I had called on Monday because I was having a panic attack over the papers I completed (I answered every last question on the questionnaire!). It turns out that either my ex or I can go and read what everyone wrote - including each other. It isn't that I care if he knows what I put but it seemed kind of personal and initially I wanted to know if he was going to go read my stuff. I got his voicemail and said I had something I wanted to talk to him about. But, he never called me. It was kind of bothersome for me. I mean, I know it shouldn't have been but it was. So, today I decided to call him again because I wanted him to know I'd sent the stuff in. He didn't pick up the phone and someone got back on the phone and said they'd page him. Then they came back and asked who was calling. I was seriously starting to get a complex about it when he picked up the phone. (He asked if I'd called earlier in the week and long story short, he said he hasn't listened to his voicemail messages. He was a chronic liar when we were married so that may or may not be true - not really important at this point.) Anyway, I asked if it was a bad time and he said no but that he did have to go into a meeting in a few minutes. We talked for over an hour again. I kept telling him that he needed to go but he kept wanting to talk. He did that last time we talked too. The conversations have been pleasant but I'm not looking to strike up a friendship with him. I know he's changed since we've divorced but he cheated on me and I will always be questioning his motives because of that. So, it was comfortable but creepy, all at the same time, if you know what I mean.
So, I went to classes last night (missed last week because of the migraine!). I think there may be someone out there who obsesses about their grades more than I do. I'm taking a Planetary Geology class and we have three tests, including the final. They will all either carry equal weight for the overall grade (with no other variables factored in) or he will drop the lowest test grade and count the final twice (he says people generally do better on the finals than the other two tests). Anyway, someone was stressing about it and talked to the instructor about it so he decided he would give us quizzes throughout the semester now - starting next week - that will factor into our grade as well. So now, instead of three tests we're going to have something like eight (basically one every other week). So thank you obsessive person because with everything else going on in my life, I had five minutes left over every month. And now I know how I will be spending it! Grrrr!
I'm wondering, how do sign your letters? Or do you? At work I sign mine "Regards". It seemed nice enough. That is, until someone sent me a reply that said "Warm Regards". That seemed better than just plain ol' "Regards". And someone else sent an email signed "Kind Regards". Seriously, making me look bad. Then came the big daddy of them all, "Best Regards" I mean, you can't get any better than that, can you? So, I'm thinking of changing my signature line to reflect what, in light of all the other "regards" out there make mine look like, it comes across as - even if it's not what was intended. I'll sign off here with what I'm thinking...let me know what you think.
Whatever,
Lucy
Monday, February 02, 2009
Random Thoughts
I was reading someone else's blog a bit ago and the phrase "talk her off a ledge" was used and it got me to thinking. What exactly does that mean? I mean, I know that its intent is that there is someone standing out on a ledge and another person maybe goes out on the ledge with them to get them to come back in the window of the top floor skyscraper. But, what if it meant that someone just yelled things like "DO IT, DO IT, DO IT!!!" at them. Or, "I don't believe you'd really jump - I dare ya." Or things like that. After all, they'd be talking them off the ledge...just not the way you'd normally think.
Rapid change of topic
We had a baby shower today at work. One of my guys came to me at the end of the year and said he thought we should have a baby shower for one of our second line supervisors. He later added on another one of our co-workers to the festivities. It was up to me to schedule a time and place to have it (at work, during business hours) and get the cake and drinks. So, I sent out invitations the middle of last month and put off shopping until Saturday. I went to Baby's R Us and bought things off the registry for both new dads. Last week I ordered the cake. This morning I got up early and went out and bought everything else. Well, the guy who had coordinated our doing this came into my office this morning and had me sign a group card. I thought it was awesome that he thought of that because I totally didn't. Then he tells me that some of the guys went in on getting one of the fathers a gift card for bass fishing stuff and the other one gift cards to restaurants.
Huh? It was a baby shower!!!!! But whatever, they'll have other gifts from those that didn't contribute, right? Uh, no. That was the entire gift from everyone else. The only exception was one of the fathers got a bag of gifts for the other father - and what I bought each of them. I hadn't put a card on my stuff so when they opened my gifts and said thank you, the others in the group said they were welcome, as if it was all community gifts. Is that not just strange or is it just me?
Another rapid change of topic
I did the paperwork for the annulment my ex-husband wants. I spent all day yesterday on it. It was 22 pages long - single spaced. A lot of writing. If I could only put that much out in my fiction writing, we'd be in business.
It really wasn't that bad. My ex had said that it was emotional for him. It really wasn't for me. I just answered the questions (all of them!) honestly - and then moved on to the next one. I found out that I have the ability to view all the forms that are submitted on the annulment. My ex does too. At first I thought I might want to see what was submitted by all the others but while I was completing the questionnaire I realized that it really is kind of personal. I mean, I didn't put anything in there that I wouldn't tell my ex if he asked me but I didn't really write it for his eyes to see, you know?! And I realized that it doesn't really matter what he put in there either - and not just for the reason I just listed. No, I realized that in completing the questionnaire we've really just put everything behind us. To go back and read what the other wrote would only serve to bring up things that don't matter anymore back into view. I'm not interested in doing that.
I mailed it off today so that is done. I'm glad I did it and we just go forward from here. :)
So, that's what going on in my world, what's going on with everyone else?
Rapid change of topic
We had a baby shower today at work. One of my guys came to me at the end of the year and said he thought we should have a baby shower for one of our second line supervisors. He later added on another one of our co-workers to the festivities. It was up to me to schedule a time and place to have it (at work, during business hours) and get the cake and drinks. So, I sent out invitations the middle of last month and put off shopping until Saturday. I went to Baby's R Us and bought things off the registry for both new dads. Last week I ordered the cake. This morning I got up early and went out and bought everything else. Well, the guy who had coordinated our doing this came into my office this morning and had me sign a group card. I thought it was awesome that he thought of that because I totally didn't. Then he tells me that some of the guys went in on getting one of the fathers a gift card for bass fishing stuff and the other one gift cards to restaurants.
Huh? It was a baby shower!!!!! But whatever, they'll have other gifts from those that didn't contribute, right? Uh, no. That was the entire gift from everyone else. The only exception was one of the fathers got a bag of gifts for the other father - and what I bought each of them. I hadn't put a card on my stuff so when they opened my gifts and said thank you, the others in the group said they were welcome, as if it was all community gifts. Is that not just strange or is it just me?
Another rapid change of topic
I did the paperwork for the annulment my ex-husband wants. I spent all day yesterday on it. It was 22 pages long - single spaced. A lot of writing. If I could only put that much out in my fiction writing, we'd be in business.
It really wasn't that bad. My ex had said that it was emotional for him. It really wasn't for me. I just answered the questions (all of them!) honestly - and then moved on to the next one. I found out that I have the ability to view all the forms that are submitted on the annulment. My ex does too. At first I thought I might want to see what was submitted by all the others but while I was completing the questionnaire I realized that it really is kind of personal. I mean, I didn't put anything in there that I wouldn't tell my ex if he asked me but I didn't really write it for his eyes to see, you know?! And I realized that it doesn't really matter what he put in there either - and not just for the reason I just listed. No, I realized that in completing the questionnaire we've really just put everything behind us. To go back and read what the other wrote would only serve to bring up things that don't matter anymore back into view. I'm not interested in doing that.
I mailed it off today so that is done. I'm glad I did it and we just go forward from here. :)
So, that's what going on in my world, what's going on with everyone else?
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Just Stuff
I keep starting posts about what has happened in the last week but for some reason I keep taking them down. Maybe because they feel too personal.
Anyway, the short version is, I called my ex last Monday. I figured if the church was going to send me certified mail/return receipt, I was within my rights to call and see what was going on. After all what was the worst thing that could happen? He could hang up on me and I'd be none the wiser about what was going on. I could handle that.
Funny thing about it was, I talked to SCG beforehand and asked him what his reaction would be if he were my ex. He told me that he would be expecting the call. So, my conversation with my ex started like this:
Him: This is Ex.
Me: Hey Ex, this is Lucy.
Him: Who?
Me: Lucy.
Him: Lucy who?
Yeah, he wasn't expecting my call. LOL
Anyway, in case you all were curious, my ex is getting an annulment to become a Catholic. He's not moving on to another wife but instead, doing this with/for wife #3, who he's been married to going on 10 years - which is a nice thing. We talked for about an hour and it was all very pleasant and nice. It was also, when all was said and done, emotional. Afterwards I felt things I haven't felt in probably 15 years. And it's that stuff that I keep posting and finding too personal to leave up so I'm not going to try to get into it here. No, instead, I'll see if I can amuse you all with the dreams I've had, since last we spoke. :)
Monday night I dreamed I was on the Bachelor. It wasn't as fun as my last dream of being on the Bachelor because I wasn't handing out roses - I was hoping to get one. My ex-husband was in the dream but I don't specifically recall what role he played. I also don't recall Angelina being in the dream but she probably was my competition. ;) Anyway, it was down to only a couple of us when I woke up. However, since Tuesday's dream was that the ex and I were getting married, I think he probably was the Bachelor and that he kicked ol' Angie to the curb. hehehe
Last night's dream had nothing to do with the previous dreams (that I recall anyway) but rather had to do with the migraine I've had since Monday night. It's gotten so much better but I still have that sensitivity to light and it's making me crazy at this point. So, in the dream, I went to the doctor to see if there was anything she could do about it. I was going in for migraines and somehow or another I was trying to locate all my clothes to put back on after the exam. I had several outfits with me (how long did I think I was going to be at the doctor's for an exam anyway???) but none of them with the pants that fit (note to self: MUST lose weight!!!). And, every five minutes, someone else called me at the doctor's office. I felt like no one believed I was really sick and going to the doctor so they were calling the doctor to check up on me - and everyone seemed surprised to find I was actually there! I was standing there talking to my sister with jeans that wouldn't go over my hips when I woke up.
So tell me, do I even want to know what these dreams mean? LOL
Anyway, the short version is, I called my ex last Monday. I figured if the church was going to send me certified mail/return receipt, I was within my rights to call and see what was going on. After all what was the worst thing that could happen? He could hang up on me and I'd be none the wiser about what was going on. I could handle that.
Funny thing about it was, I talked to SCG beforehand and asked him what his reaction would be if he were my ex. He told me that he would be expecting the call. So, my conversation with my ex started like this:
Him: This is Ex.
Me: Hey Ex, this is Lucy.
Him: Who?
Me: Lucy.
Him: Lucy who?
Yeah, he wasn't expecting my call. LOL
Anyway, in case you all were curious, my ex is getting an annulment to become a Catholic. He's not moving on to another wife but instead, doing this with/for wife #3, who he's been married to going on 10 years - which is a nice thing. We talked for about an hour and it was all very pleasant and nice. It was also, when all was said and done, emotional. Afterwards I felt things I haven't felt in probably 15 years. And it's that stuff that I keep posting and finding too personal to leave up so I'm not going to try to get into it here. No, instead, I'll see if I can amuse you all with the dreams I've had, since last we spoke. :)
Monday night I dreamed I was on the Bachelor. It wasn't as fun as my last dream of being on the Bachelor because I wasn't handing out roses - I was hoping to get one. My ex-husband was in the dream but I don't specifically recall what role he played. I also don't recall Angelina being in the dream but she probably was my competition. ;) Anyway, it was down to only a couple of us when I woke up. However, since Tuesday's dream was that the ex and I were getting married, I think he probably was the Bachelor and that he kicked ol' Angie to the curb. hehehe
Last night's dream had nothing to do with the previous dreams (that I recall anyway) but rather had to do with the migraine I've had since Monday night. It's gotten so much better but I still have that sensitivity to light and it's making me crazy at this point. So, in the dream, I went to the doctor to see if there was anything she could do about it. I was going in for migraines and somehow or another I was trying to locate all my clothes to put back on after the exam. I had several outfits with me (how long did I think I was going to be at the doctor's for an exam anyway???) but none of them with the pants that fit (note to self: MUST lose weight!!!). And, every five minutes, someone else called me at the doctor's office. I felt like no one believed I was really sick and going to the doctor so they were calling the doctor to check up on me - and everyone seemed surprised to find I was actually there! I was standing there talking to my sister with jeans that wouldn't go over my hips when I woke up.
So tell me, do I even want to know what these dreams mean? LOL
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