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May 25, 2008

Odds and Ends

May 25th 2008 Posted to Life

Whew…it’s been a long time hasn’t it?  I’ve got a good excuse…I’ve been busy.  Isn’t that an excellent excuse?  Yup, I thought so too.  Anyhoo, here are a few bullet points of what’s been happening:

  • In April I quit my job of six years in the exciting world of financial statement typing at a large accounting firm and joined an even larger food distribution company.  Now instead of typing financial statements I’m the payroll administrator/accounts payable clerk.  It’s a really nice company full of extremely nice people and I’m glad I made the change even though it was difficult (as change always is).  I don’t miss the old job, there had been a lot of changes there, almost all of them not good, and the new job provides me with challenges and a higher pay.  I do miss some of the people at my old job but more importantly, I miss being the person who knows everything.  It’s difficult going from being a know-it-all at a company to being the person who says “Who in the what now?” whenever they’re asked to do something.
  • We’re in the midst of a rather large spring cleaning/home improvement project.  Surprisingly enough, it has not destroyed our marriage although more then once I have loudly proclaimed that I will be divorcing Ben and moving to Mexico.  This project was started last week and is slated to be finished sometime in the next three years (leaving plenty of marriage destroying time!) .  Updates as to the state of our home and our marriage will be provided on a weekly (or monthly depending on my schedule) basis.
  • At WW this week I had a huge loss of 0.2lbs.  Mind you, I was wearing my jeans which Bea (the meeting leader) pointed out probably weighed about 2lbs, but I declined to strip down to my skivvies to weigh in.  I traumatize Ben on a regular basis with random pants droppings, why should I subject others to this?
  • A little part of me died last night at the movie theatre.  After waiting with drool inducing impatience for months and months for the new Indiana Jones movies, Ben and I threw caution to the wind and actually attended the movie on opening night.  We arrived almost an hour early and got fairly good seats unlike the seven people who arrived 12 minutes before the movie started.  The lights went down, the music started and I was practically giddy with excitement.  After the initial shock of seeing Indiana Jones as a senior citizen, I settled in and prepared to laugh and sigh and scream with passioned glee.  Roughly 40 minutes or so later I leaned over and whispered softly into Ben’s ear - “This is the stupidest movie I’ve ever seen.”  He nodded sadly as I wept silent tears into my popcorn.  People, I can’t even start to explain how much this movie hurt me inside.  Hurt. Me. Inside.  I grew up idolizing and loving Indiana Jones, in fact I was one of those people who faithfully defended the second movie, “Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom”  (It wasn’t THAT bad!) and watched multiple viewings of it.   It wasn’t the acting (Harrison Ford and the rest of the cast did the best they could with the material) but the story, the story!  It was so completely far fetched and unbelievable.  I don’t expect Indiana Jones to be completely realistic but the aburdness of this movie offended even me - and I am far from a movie snob.  Believe me on this.  I am the girl who actually enjoyed Water World*.  It was so bad that I called the mumsi entity, waking her up to sob brokenly into the phone about the movie.
  • And finally - Ebony the cat has been randomly throwing up for the last few months.  Despite my extreme love for puddles of food filled puke covering my bedspread, I took her to Dr. Mike.  I watched with some amusement as she was first muzzled and then stuffed into the canvas cat bag (aka the kitty strait-jacket) so that she could have urine and blood drawn from her body.  The results came back a few days later; she has some early signs of kidney problems but Dr. Mike doesn’t think that it’s causing the the random vomiting.  She’s been now placed on hypoallergenic food in the hopes that it’s nothing more than a case of irritable bowel syndrome.  If the vomiting continues she’ll have to have an ultrasound which would be truly interesting to watch as they can’t stuff a cat into a kitty strait-jacket if they’re going to give it an ultrasound.

* Why no, I’m not ashamed to admit this.  Why do you ask?

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