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I stayed home from work today cause I was not feeling good. Stayed in bed reading a book. One of my favorite things to do. When I finished the book I pulled out my laptop so I could write my review, I was reading a blog and wanted to add it to my following list, but I couldn’t. The ‘follow blog’ wasn’t working, so I copied the url and went to my dashboard, where it told me that I wasn’t following any blogs. WTF? Yes I am! So I posted a message about it and got this response:

This is a known issue:

The Friend Connect team is working on repairing it.

What that means, I have no idea.

That wasn’t the only problem I had today. Have I ever mentioned I hate word verification? Not just on here. I was trying to send a text from my computer instead of my phone, just because I didn’t feel like picking up my phone, they have word verification. I was typing it in as I saw it, 5 times it said I was wrong and locked me out! It wasn’t a total disaster, I just sent the text with my phone.

I could go on (and on, and on) but like I didn’t say, I have to go take care of things I have been forgetting to do.

>check out this blog

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I often run across blogs while I’m at work that I find interesting and want to save, unfortuanately I don’t want to save them to my work computer. Normally I just e-mail them to myself. Then I thought, maybe I should share them.
So I am starting a new feature on my blog, its going to be called “Check out this blog”. I don’t know how often it will be. After all, my boss expects me to work sometimes. The things I have to do to stay employed. SIGH. Here is the first one.

http://knittinginmysleep.blogspot.com/

>I do listen, sometimes.

>In response to an e-mail I received from a reader, I have adjusted the background of my blog. I didn’t want to change it, cause I really like it. So I just moved the sides out. The person said, because of the colors, he/she couldn’t read my posts, they had to paste them into notepad. I also darkened the text so that should help with readability.

It is my blog, and I can use whatever background I want, but if people want to read it, I don’t want to discourage them.

So now I have to go to bed, tomorrow I hope to be more awake and less rushed.

>Yikes!

>I totally forgot to blog yesterday. I will not meet my quota for this month at this rate. I also realize I never finished our trip to New York. Well Sunday was much the same as Saturday, except we were all three in the city in the morning, since we stayed overnight. Had breakfast at Lindy’s, overpriced, not worth it. Gwen went to class, we checked out, then checked our bags in to be held until we were ready to go home and wandered. I bought a hat because I forgot mine and the sun was making me ill.

As I was standing in line to pay for it I was looking around the store (we were down on Broadway, near the sea port) and turned to Gwen to mouth at her, ‘I think this is a druggie store.’ She just nodded back at me.

When we were at Annie Moore’s to have dinner I went in the Ladies Room to once again see if I could figure out why my eye felt like something was in it. As I was looking my contact started to, um, slip out of my eye. So I took it to put it back in, it was inside out, so I tried to turn it right side out and it tore. Right in two. Well, my eye felt better, but I couldn’t see so good. My contacts are prescribed to correct fully with my left eye (the one that tore) for distance, under correct with the right eye, for reading. So while things weren’t as bad as they would have been with no contacts, things were still blurry.

And the last thing from the city, we got sweets at Zaro’s. Gwen could only eat half of her cake, she was going to save it for later, then she decided not to and took the plastic container it was in over to the trash and tossed it. After she came back this man comes running up to the trash can, runs into it and almost knocks it over, then pulls the cake out. After he left, she turns to me with a grin and says, “Guess I just fed a homeless man.” LOL! I guess she did.

>After I left Starbucks, some things happened that I just had to come on here and relate. First a little background.

My nail salon is on the corner of Madison Ave. and 36th St. Macy’s is in Herald Square which is at the corner of 34th St. and 7th Ave. Macy’s is having a Lancome giveaway. Since the kids were going to a movie and I was so close to Macy’s already, I decided to go there and get some makeup and get the free gift. As I was walking down 34th St to 7th Ave, this woman and her friend were behind me and she was talking really loud, “You know how if your bigger in the bust your clothes will go . . . ” I was trying to not listen, at the same time I was trying to so I could blog about it, but her voice was very annoying. Somehow they got ahead of me, and I kept trying to get in front of them to get away from them but I couldn’t, I didn’t want to slow down cause I really wanted to get to Macy’s. When we got to Herald Square she started in on, ‘This is Herald Square where the Macy’s Day Parade is.” Crossing the street I tried to go around them again but couldn’t, there were too many people. Then she says, “You know those plastic sippy cups? I like to fill them with wine for when I go to the park with the kids . . .” That’s when I ran. Fortunately they were not going to Macy’s.

After I left Macy’s I walked up 7th Avenue to go to GCT to catch the train home. When I got to 42nd Street. I saw Mickie and Minnie Mouse, walking side by side carrying these red felt bags. Mickie had one of those kids backpacks on that looks like a stuffed animal. Fortunately they did not look at me so I didn’t scream and call them pedophiles. That’s a long story for another time, or never. Then up at the corner was Elmo, he was taller then me, I walked behind him where he couldn’t see me. I have an unreasonable fear of stuffed animals that are bigger then me and walk.

>Missed Midnight

>Kind of knew I would, but wanted to get ready for bed. This way, when I finish I can just put my laptop away and go to sleep.

Wednesday it was actually colder then Tuesday, and this is not right. We are going into summer, the days should be getting warmer. Other then that and the big black SUV tailgating me on the way to church, today was uneventful. Well one little thing, I went out to get lunch and this man was walking his toy Doxie, who proceeded to jump on me, not mean, very friendly. So I scratched the dog’s head. I got a meatball sub, don’t know why, I was going for soup. When I got back and sat down, I said to myself, why did I get a meatball sub, (with marinara sauce) when I am wearing light aqua pants? Sure enough, I dropped a meatball on myself and got sauce on one of my pant legs. When I went to try to get it out, I notice dirt on my other leg, from the Doxie jumping on me. *Sigh* Tomorrow night I will be doing laundry I think.

That’s it, going to bed now.

>Late posts

>I have started carrying a notebook around with me and jotting down thoughts. It is for this blog, it has pluses and minuses. The pluses are I don’t have to worry about forgetting what I was going to say because I have it written down, since I just write a thought, I can embellish it and just get totally creative here instead of just retyping what I wrote, then going back to make it make sense.

The minus is: I don’t have to worry about forgetting what I was going to say because I have it written down, and therefore, sometimes I am posting about what happened three days ago and it is no longer fresh and my post ends up being huge.

For instance on Monday 18 May 2009 my notes are as such:
Fred 2 hours late
Buddy bit my finger.

Tuesday is much the same: Tuesday 19 May 2009
had to scrape ice (frost) off car windshield.
Dr’s appt.
Forgot eyedrops to buy them @ DR $12. Eyes itching now.
Test fire alarm ~ bell next to my desk. Annoying and giving me headache.
Left work early went DT got ears pierced 2nd time 2nd hole.

Now does that make any sense to you? Makes sense to me, lets see, Fred 2 hours late, Em told him to be home at 5:30 p.m. He was still not home when she picked me up at the train station after 7:00 p.m. D and Tigger were out looking for him. Worse, he was not replying to the text messages she sent him. It got to the point she was on the phone with the police to report him missing when he walked in the door. He is now not allowed to go anywhere by himself. Buddy bit my finger. I was giving him cat lax, cause he threw up, he bit my finger trying to get the cat lax off my finger. Cat is a maniac.

Tuesday’s is a little better. had to scrape ice (frost) off car windshield. I was not having a flashback, on the 19th of May, it was cold enough that I had to scrape frost off the window. Dr’s appt. Dermatologist to see how the rosacea is doing. Also to get that spot on my ankle tested. Forgot eyedrops to buy them @ DR $12. Eyes itching now. The eye doctor gave me a sample of eye drops to use until I see her again, cause my eyes have dry spots. Anyway, I remember puting them in my eyes and holding the bottle, that’s all. To buy a bottle was $12 at Duane Reade so I didn’t get them. Test fire alarm ~ bell next to my desk. Annoying and giving me headache. I do not like it when I get to work and the strobe lights are flashing. Nothing wrong, just testing the system. Between the constant, “Attention Attention, we are testing the fire alarm, please disregard.” and that thing blasting from the speaker near my desk I thought I was either going to go deaf or go crazy. Left work early went DT got ears pierced 2nd time 2nd hole. Partly because of the alarm and partly because I wanted to get my ears pierced, I left work early. When I was living in Buffalo, I got a second hole in my ears. I had since let it close over due to wanting to please someone. Not only is that person no longer around, I have decided to stop doing things for others to that extent. So I went to the Piercing place and now I have two holes in each ear. I haven’t told Em, I am waiting to see if she notices. (No I don’t have pitcures. I would have to take them myself and I don’t think I can get that close with my camera.)

>On Tuesday

>I posted about being tired and not being able to post. Part of the reason I was so tired was the children had upset Em – she was yelling at them, something they did or more likely didn’t do. She told them she would not be going to Manhattan ever again since she cannot trust them to do what they are supposed to do.

Of course she is not going to stick to that but maybe this Saturday we will stay home, I hope so, I get so tired. These is the purposed plan for 16 May 2009.

Of course I will be back to let you know how it turns out, I am voting to stay home. But I am also weak.

I didn’t post the plans for this Saturday because they have already changed. D has convinced Em she should go for the day without children. Today she told me, he had to get the serpentine belt replaced on his van(he’s in Canada on business, that was an unexpected expense). But she still wants me to get a ticket for her, which I did. (Told you I was weak)

On another note, one of my weird things I used to post, I was on the subway reading the ads encouraging people to take the bus and the train. Isn’t that kind of like preaching to the choir as the saying goes? Shouldn’t they put them up at, oh, maybe the DMV?

Today, I saw a man with a weird beard. His face was shaven down to his chin line, then below that he had a beard. So the beard was under his chin and down his neck. If people do things like that, they should expect people to look at them funny. This is just my opinion. Don’t shoot me for it.

I told someone I was having a personal crisis and wouldn’t be posting for a while, then I realized I can’t do that. Even if I don’t talk about my crisis(and I’m not going to), typing in my blog is kind of a release for me. It allows me to let go of things so I can really obsess about what is bothering me. LOL!

>Back to the beginning

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Last night I sat with my computer and was too tired to post. I started thinking how my blog has gotten better, evolved you could say, but recently it has seemed to devolved. It has changed from a place to record my WW progress and personal thoughts to a quote and history blog. Don’t get me wrong, I like sharing little tidbits from the New York Times here and I am not going to stop. I am just going to try to get back to doing more personal posts. That means more drivel about my commute and the weather and the kids and life. Like for instance . . .

This morning, I woke up with a bad taste in my mouth, couldn’t figure what it was or where it came from, I tried to remember the last thing I put in my mouth, lets see, oh, I brushed my teeth. But this didn’t taste like toothpaste. It so distracted me I forgot to take my Oracea, I think I remember to put on my cream, but I am not sure, I remembered to bring my makeup, but not my foundation and I haven’t gotten around to putting it on yet, and looks like I won’t get to, my boss just walked in, so gotta run!

>We went to Manhattan yesterday

>And Em has written about it in her new blog, that I helped her set up, but am not allowed to read. That’s O.K. she doesn’t read my blog, fair is fair. Anyway, the name of her blog is Marcie’s Manhattan. So check it out, she is new to blogging, but not to writing.

I had an appointment to get my nails done, no picture, but I didn’t get them polished just new gel put on the old stuff was starting to come off. My fingertips are a little sore now, they always are after that much stuff is done to them. Em and Fred (Tigger was supposed to come but he was sick) went to lunch and I was going to join them after.

When done with my manicure I went to Starbucks for tea and I learned that I shouldn’t carry a paper cup of hot tea while checking my e-mail (ouchie!) Then I texted Em and she said to meet her at Madison Square Park(MSP). In case you don’t know, MSP is next to the Flat Iron Building and in MSP is the ‘Shake Shack‘ where Em was in line to get Fred a malted and agreed to get me a hamburger. Em had taken my camera because the Ethiopian restaurant they were going to was recommended to them by one of Fred’s teachers so she wanted to take a picture of him there and that morning she couldn’t find her camera.

Fred was off taking pictures. When I downloaded the pictures to my computer, they were mostly of squirrels. You can see that on the slideshow, if you have time to sit through it. I abbreviated the name for MSP on the pictures and started laughing, what I used could also stand for Mad Squirrel Park. With their eyes shining, they look kind of mad.

We next headed for Alphabet City so Em could get a baby gift for one of the teacher’s wife. After we headed toward Marie Belle for Lava Cake, stopping along the way at an Art Store, then Starbucks so I could use the bathroom but the line was not moving. We left and went to Marie Belle, where the bathroom had been vandalized and we couldn’t use it. We still had the Lava Cake, it is so good, Em says one person can’t eat a whole one. I think I could. Really, I do. We found a Subway where they let us use the employee bathroom, barely enough room to turn around. Em wanted a cab, she had a blister on her feet. I never complain if she wants to get a cab. Besides her blister it was getting kind of late, something I don’t realize when it stays light so long. Dinner at Annie Moore’s and then home.

Next week, Em wants to get the gel manicure, like I get. I’ll let you know what happens.