Thursday, December 22, 2005

I'm on vacation....

Woo hoo!!!!! I am finally on vacation! I have TEN days off! This may not sound all that great, but you need to understand one thing. For the past three months, I have worked 8 to 10 hours a day 7 days a week (with a sunday off every three weeks). I have bought ONE christmas present in a store. I neglected laundry, cleaning the house, and my poor husband. By tomorrow night, I will have washed every stitch of clothing, cleaned - nay, scoured the house, and snuggled with my hubby all night. It doesn't get any better than this. Ten days with my hubby!!!!! It's my honeymoon, of sorts, I guess. I don't think that he and I have spent that much time together, constantly, ever. Any bets as to how soon we get annoyed with each other always being there? (haha, its a joke- but any bets?)

It's high time I watched all the great Christmas movies. A Christmas Story is first on the list.
"I can't put my arms down!"

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Favorite Christmas Movie


I'm trying to figure out what my favorite Christmas movie is.....

So what's yours? (Christmas specials count too.....)

Friday, December 09, 2005

The Godfather



He's my husband. I'm the GodMOTHER. Known to be the more powerful of the Godparents.....

This is my Goddaughter, Anaya Nevaeh Carros. See if you can figure out her middle name!

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Someday

My sister did this on her blog, and I thought I would do the same, to look back in a few weeks or a month. (sorry for being a copycat, Elissa. I love you.)

Someday, I won't live in this tiny apartment
Someday I wont feel like the new kid at work
Someday I wont owe anyone any money
Someday I wont feel like crying watching CNN
Someday I'll have kids of my own to pawn off on their aunt
Someday I'll have furniture nobody else has owned
Someday I wont need a cigarette

Someday, my prince will come... (oh wait, that one already happened)
Someday I will have someon who cleans my home for me
Someday I wont worry about anything
Someday I'll have a flower garden in my own yard
Someday I'll watch my child take its first steps
Someday my sister will be my best friend
Some day

Friday, July 01, 2005

America's Passtime?

So what's the deal with professional atheletes? Why is it that they need millions of dollars per year to play sports? I had friends in high school who played these sports for fun!

What ever happened to playing baseball for the fun of it? For love of the game? These "atheletes" whine and complain because their $17 million a year isn't enough money. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? The majority of the people who watch these same players won't even make one million in their lifetime.

This quote posted on corral.net last month really irks me:

"Last month Minnesota Timberwolves guard Latrell Sprewell deemed a $7 million-a-year contract offer 'insulting' and said, 'I got a family to feed.' He said the front office of a team he had helped lead to last season's Western Conference finals was disrespecting him, so "'why would I want to help them win a title?'"

Okay, first of all, his family is NOT the size of a small country. And what are they eating? Nowhere in this country is the cost of living so high that a person needs to earn more than $7 million a year to barely eke out a living. I mean, COME ON!

No wonder there is such a budget defecit in this country. And what about the millions of homeless and jobless people? I just don't get it. Americans have become lazy. Lazy to the point that we're manufacturing remote control lawn mowers. Everyone wants to be rich, and they want to do it with as little effort as possible.

Thursday, June 30, 2005

No Time

I hadn't thought that my getting a full-time job would hinder me from keeping up with this blog. My sister has three children under the age of three, and she still manages to find time to post just about every day. Me? I'm lucky if I get on once a week now.

Work is good. I'm working on my own projects now. Its neat to actually be responsible for something being produced. I'm learning a lot, too. I went to school to learn how to operate a computer program (well, a genre of computer proograms), and now I'm learning how to actually create things using those same programs.

Life outside of work is good, too. Last weekend, we went to mid-Ohio for a barbeque at Bill's cousin's house. I met a bunch of his cousins on his dad's side. They're all just like us: fun-loving and a bit sarcastic. They all give each other a hard time, which is exactly how we are. I got along famously with them, and I hope I get to visit with them again. We have a standing invite to visit one of his cousins in Florida (can you say winter vacation?).

This weekend, my aunt and uncle are coming up from West Virginia. We'll be hanging out "at the lake" (my parents' lake house in SE Michigan) with them and the rest of my family. Dad says that beer drinking adds a new dimension to pontoon boating (or the other way around): "let's go over there and drink beer." So we'll have to see. Bill and I are champion beer drinkers, so this could be fun: how much of the lake can we see before we pass out :)

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Start Your Engines...

We're off to the races this weekend! Nascar and Craftsman Truck series races are at Michigan International Speedway this saturday and sunday, and we managed to get tickets to both!!! We're going to camp across the street from the track, and our seats are in the Center Grandstand at the Start/Finish Line! I'll be sure to post a pic or two for those readers green with envy :)

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Seeing the World Through New Eyes

I had an epiphany on Sunday. Well, I think that's the right word. Anyway, on to the story.

I was talking with someone who was struggling with the evil in his life. I was telling him about God's love and forgiveness, and helping him to understand that he was worthy of both. After about 30 minutes of this, a strange feeling came over me. My hands began to shake, and I felt light-headed and breathless. There was such a sense of peace that consumed me. I realized that the Holy Spirit had taken over my body and was speaking to this person through me. I was so thrilled and thankful for the opportunity, I felt an uncontrollable urge to share it with my family. I drove the 15 miles to my parents' house to find that they were out of town. Luckily, my sister and her tribe were home, so I got to share my experience with her.

On Monday, I awoke early. My husband and I went to breakfast with his brother and cousin. Everything I saw was somehow more beautiful and awe-inspiring. Tree trunks were especially intriguing. God came into me and filled me, and gave me a new look on life. For those of you who know about the struggles I've had lately, you know that this new outlook came none too soon.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

First Day

Well, my first day at my "real job" was a bit overwhelming. I have been given the task of creating a booklet of standards... and then "fixing" about 15 projects to fit the standards. Oh yeah, I have to look over the shoulders of the other two draftspeople, and make sure they adhere to the standards on thier present projects. Whew .

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Woo Hoo!!!!!!

I got a job! I'm going to be training to operate CNC (Computer Numerical Control) Machines. Basically, I'll take other people's designs and program the machines to cut them. Fun stuff!!!!

Here's the company website, if you're curious: http://www.schillcorp.com/

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

The Longest Mile

Here I am, beginning the wait for my phone to ring. Boy I hope that they don't wait until the end of their day to call. I don't think I will be able to take it!

I'll add to this post as soon as I hear!


UPDATE
I do not officially have the job. I still have to hear from the owner, but my direct supervisor told me that he chose me for the job!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So heck yeah! I have to wait until tomorrow for the official offer, but the hard part is over. Now I get to wow them :)

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Employment Status

Well, today will probably be the LONGEST day of my life. Tomorrow, I will find out if I got a job in my field. For anyone who doesn't know, I have been struggling to find ANY job since November. I am one of the three top candidates for a CAD position ("or multiple positions" as the company's owner said a few different times in my second interview.) So today, I get to sit and try not to be pessimistic about it. I go back and forth about it: one minute I think, " well, I am a woman, so there's a plus: affirmative action," and the next, I think, "I applied for so many jobs, and for some reason nobody wants to hire me."
The thing about affirmative action in this instance is that I am a woman fighting my way into a male-dominated field. How many women do you know who are automotive parts designers? In school, there were 3 of us in the entire program. (Which gave me great motivation to be the best: better than all the men at "their own game"!)
I will post tomorrow when I know for sure. Be sure to come back!

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Daddy's little girl

I am daddy's little girl. It doesn't matter that I'm old enough to have my own children, I'm still my daddy's little girl. That means different things to different people. To me, it means that there is a special bond between my dad and me. We're a lot alike. My dad is VP of Engineering at his company... after a little soul searching (ok, a lot of searching), I went to college to study Engineering (the design aspect anyway). We both joined an academic fraternity in college... I think it's cool to work on cars... Neither one of us can stand to be around a bunch of women for an extended amount of time without male reinforcements... I like going to car races and loud cars...

Being a daddy's girl, most importantly, means that I need my dad's support in all I do. I want him to be proud of me. Looking back at the past 27 years (ok, the past 20), I'm amazed at the stunts I pulled. And I am learning what it means to love unconditionally. This is something that I have never experienced outside of my own family, and didn't know was possible until I met my Bill. I know that my family was a bit shocked about my divorce and my remarriage to Bill. But I think that they might understand now. I was terrified to tell my dad about Bill (I think that I may be the first divorce in the family). But sometimes you have to admit that you made a bad decision, and that I did. Dad and I didn't speak much for a few months before I finally sucked it up and told him: and that killed me, not talking to him. Thank you, dad for being understanding about everything, and for accepting Bill with open arms. You have no idea how happy that made me. I love you, daddy.

Monday, May 02, 2005

Waking up

Have you ever woken up in a decent mood, only to walk out of the bedroom to find a huge mess to clean? This morning, I realized what my laziness over the weekend has amounted to: my apartment is a wreck, and it has put me in a terrible mood.

There is garbage ALL over the kitchen, the sink was full of dirty dishes, the stove was a mess... my husband's dirty clothes EVERYWHERE... It's a beautiful, sunny day outside, and this place looks like a tornado hit it. I know that if I would just ignore the voice in my head and hurry up and clean, I would feel better. But man, I just don't know where to start. I guess I'll start at the computer desk and work my way back to the bedroom. Why can't I have a maid? And why is it that if someone knows that there is someone else who will clean up after them, they don't clean up after themselves?

Thursday, April 28, 2005

Teenage Fashion

Ok, I need some help. I have a niece who is 14. I want to give her some fashion ideas that do NOT include tiny shirts and skirts. Right now she is a little overweight and VERY sensitive about it. I want to help her come up with some outfits that will be stylish without buying tons of new clothes. I'm willing to combine my wardrobe with hers if needed, but I need some ideas! I'm hoping you dear readers can help, in conjunction with my feeble attempts at searches online.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Day-old


Ever seen a day-old porcupine????

This just might be the cutest thing I've seen in a dog's age! It was taken yesterday at the National zoo in Washington.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

I support our troops

There are so many people upset about the US presence in the middle east... I am not going to get political, I swear. I just want to say this: the president wants our troops there, so they are there. They don't have a choice. I support them. They are not sitting here in the states bitching about George W, they're doing their job.

I pray for those sons and daughters, wives and husbands, mothers and fathers... the ones overseas, and the ones scared to death here at home. To all the US soldiers deployed at this moment, thank you. Please keep yourselves safe, and come home soon. We love you. (((((((Laura)))))) hurry home.

ENOUGH with the rain!

I can cope with my moods when it rains for a week straight. I swear I can. But my husband loses hours at work when it rains. Don't get me started about the snow... we're just now starting to get out from under the bills that piled up over the winter, and now he's missing at least 8 hours a week. That's a minimum of $100 a week right now... GRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!

I know that God will never present me with more than I can handle... but sheesh, She's really helping me become stronger. Everything happens for a reason... I'm kinda scared to find out what this financial difficulty is preparing me to handle. Hopefully it's a financial windfall of sorts :)

YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I was just given some nice dressy clothes by my friend, Janessa. I tried them all on today. I about fell over with surprise: I can (easily, with no holding my breath) fit into the four size 4 petite pairs of pants she gave me! Before you say, "big whoop," understand that this time last year I wore a size 10...

Today's question: How do you get a teenager to realize that it doesn't matter what the people in his or her high school think? More often than not, you won't be friends with them in 5 years anyway...

Monday, April 25, 2005

Quantum...

Have you ever learned or heard anything about Quantum Physics? Rent the movie "What the bleep do we know?" It's an intro to quantum mechanics for the layperson. This movie was so intriguing, I watched it three times in two days.

Allow me to ramble a bit on what I understand about quantum mechanics. Have you ever noticed that when new models of vehicles are released, as soon as you see one on the road, they're EVERYWHERE? This, my friend, is a prime example of quantum mechanics (q.m.). Your eye sees the cars, but until your mind knows what they are, your brain cannot process the information. Our eyes take in such a wealth of information each day. Our eyes are seeing way more than our minds are processing. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

More to come...

Sunday, April 24, 2005

Why?

Why is it that when I'm faced with a "parent" situation, I'm at a loss? I have a niece who is 14. I was 14 once. I had a lot of the same important issues as she does. I want to help her. To give advice, to tell her about when I went through the same things. But I know that when I was going through them, the last thing I wanted was for some adult to tell me that they know what I'm going through. My goodness, is this what my parents dealt with when I was a teenager?

I feel like I can be the "friend" in the situation... but I'm afraid of walking on her dad or grandmother's toes. Not to mention walking on her uncle's toes. I don't know what to do. I want to help her. I feel like maybe she would talk to me, but I don't want her immediate (read: blood family) family to resent me for interfering in something that I shouldn't, having only been a part of the family for a year and a half. This girl is amazing, and needs to be encouraged about being amazing. She's made some bad choices, and I just think someone needs to talk to her about the choices she's making and where they will lead her...

Friday, April 22, 2005

I Hate Rainy Days

So I get up thinking it is around sunrise, judging by the quality of natural light peeking through the blinds this morning. As soon as I am completely free of the blankets, I realize: Toledo weather has struck again. It was 80 degrees and sunny as could be two days ago. Today, it is not even 50 outside, and we have a lovely storm front rolling over the entire state. I see the radar, and my mood sinks. Then I look at the forecast. They're predicting snow for the weekend. You have GOT to be kidding me! I've got seasonal-affective mood disorder, so you can imagine how great I was feeling when I thought it was finally spring. Now I'm fighting to stay in the "spring happy mood" and I'll tell you, it's not easy when you look outside and all you see is gray. (It doesn't help that I live right on a main road and all I see out my windows is businesses) I wish I could put a flower box outside the window next to my computer.

Monday, April 18, 2005

Growing Up

I am starting to notice signs that I'm an adult (at 28, you'd think I'd grown up already). All of a sudden, I realize that I am not a kid anymore... and I don't like it. My dad has gone overseas for work. I asked my mom to have him let me know that he made it safely to his destination. This is something that my grandmother always had him do. I don't know that I was necessarily afraid of a plane crash: I've flown over the same ocean myself. I'm not afraid to fly, and I know that it is safer to travel by air than by car. But all of a sudden, I am a worrier. My dad says he'll never grow up... I'm going to have to try harder not to grow up too much myself. Life's too short to take things too seriously.

Sunday, April 17, 2005

My eyes won't even focus

Here it is early on a Sunday morning, and I haven't been up long enough for my eyes to focus completely. This is a new phenomenon for me. I have worn glasses/ contacts for twenty years. In the past year, I have noticed that when I get up in the morning and put on my glasses, it takes about half an hour for my eyes to be able to focus completely. And trust me: if you are dependent on corrective lenses to see, 30 minutes of them not helping can be very disconcerting.

It's race day again. Our neighbor has shown up with a cappucino for me (yay!), and my day is getting off to a much better start. Caffeine+ sugar= one silly Megan. It's going to be a beautiful day: it's already almost 60 outside, but it looks a little overcast. Hopefully the sun will burn the haze away before too long.

I recently watched a movie called "What the bleep do we know." This movie really piqued my interest. It is sort of a layman's introduction to Quantum Physics. I was so intrigued by this movie, I've decided that I need to learn more about this subject. Raise your eyebrows if you like, but I really want to learn more. The possibilities of what could be... Watch the movie! Keep an open mind. As I learn, I'll post my thoughts on the subject. For anyone who knows a little about Quantum Mechanics, here's a question: has anyone thought to approach the assassination of John F Kennedy through Quantum Physics? That could explain the magic bullet.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

Saturday morning...

So it's Saturday morning, and I've decided to play around some more with this newfangled internet stuff. I'm creating a website as well as this blog. It makes me think about a conversation I had with my relatives last weekend.

Why is it that grandchildren rarely learn about their grandparents' lives until its too late? My grandparents were incredible people. They were two of the kindest, most giving people in the world. I know this because I knew them my whole life. What I didn't know was that my grandfather had his hand in creating ASTM testing procedures for coal mining. My grandmother volunteered to teach adults how to read... and there is so much about them that I don't know! It made me think, if I don't learn about their lives, I can't tell my children about them one day. And if my children don't know anything about my grandparents, then all the wonderful things that they did in their lives will just fade away.

Tell your children all the awesome things you know about your parents. And if you can, ask your parents to tell you all about themselves: what were their lives like before they had you? Share all the funny things you remember about your childhood. "Is it a fish? NO! Is it a fish? NO! Shut up Andrew!" "Dad, it's raining!" "Rubby rubby rubby, pretty red dog"

These are the things you remember fondly. Don't keep them to yourself, you might find your kids will find them hilarious. Or they might think you're weird.

Friday, April 15, 2005

Need a laugh?

So I have some "funnies" to share. I will continue to add to these as I encounter them.

  • A friend of ours has a 5-year-old daughter who likes to watch the movie "The Lord of the Onion Rings"
  • I was playing a game online when a woman typed this into chat: " I'll brb... my son just filled his bellybutton with chocolate"

Can this really be this easy?

So I'm new to this.... I can remember learning about chatting online 10 years ago when it was the new fad, so bear with me. I have been sitting here listening to Headline News for hours, and don't feel like I really learned about what's going on in the world.

I never realized how hard it was going to be to find a job once I had a college degree. I have been looking since last fall, and it's getting frustrating. Everyone wants to hire someone with experience in an office setting. But HOW the h*** am I supposed to get experience if they won't hire me?!?!?!?! When I started, there was a high demand for CAD Operators/Drafters. Now it seems that my chosen field has filled up without me!