Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Ice Pick Headaches

They're worse than Migrane Headaches. (At least in my experience)

My ice pick headaches come from out of nowhere. All of a sudden, it feels like someone hit me in the left side of the face with a hammer. Most of the time, the pain subsides after about a minute. Sometimes it will be a throbbing ache for about an hour, other times it's a throbbing ache that comes and goes for an hour or so.

Today, however was the worst yet. I had a whopper of an attack at about 3:00 today, following a small cluster of weak attacks at lunch time. This one was so severe that I was reduced to a groan and tears. I was barely able to inter-office instant-message a co-worker that it was happening again. By the time he made the 10 feet to my desk, I was nauseous, with tears running down my cheeks, but almost able to speak. But, just as quickly as it came on, it was gone again. By the time other co-workers heard him ask me if I was okay, I really was. Nothing hurt, and I felt silly for the tears running down my cheeks.

Another co-worker is married to a doctor, so I wrote down what was going on immediately before, what happened during, and how I felt after the attack, and asked him to mention it to his wife. It scared me that much... I was afraid I'd had a stroke! I even, once I had regained my composure, asked co-workers if one side of my face was drooping!!!

Anyhow, there has been no indication that any damage was done, and I've felt fine since then. If it happens this severly again, I'll go to the doctor. But for now, I"m just glad it only lasted for a minute or two.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Beauty Meets Strength

No, I'm not being conceited, I saw the phrase on a commercial, and felt that it fit.

I've come to a conclusion, after some "soul-searching."

I've never really been one to let someone else fight my battles for me, so why start now? I chose this profession, knowing full well that I would likely be the only female in the group. It was 'painfully' aware to me the minute I started school for it.

But that only made me work harder. I HAD to be the best in the class. (And I was, except for Geometry...) Maybe it was so I had the (silent) bragging rights that "You got beat by a girl." But I put my mind to it in every class I took, and it worked.

So much is the same with work. I strive to be the best designer there is in the department. I've just uncovered some resources which I can study in order to make me more valuable to the company as a whole. There is rumor (OK, they nominated me because nobody else wanted to do it) that I will be the resident "3D CADD expert" for the department. NOOOO problem! I LOVE working in 3D. (I do the stuff for fun! Now if I could just find some drawings somewhere to turn into 3D models in my free time)

My objective is to attempt to "mold" someone to be able to do the simple construction package assembly work, so that I can do some REAL design work. Of course, that means convincing the manager to hire me a clone, but luckily I can put these packages together pretty quickly now, seeing as how it's mostly a 'copy job.'

All in all, the weekend was a good refresh and regroup session. A chat with a Project Manager from outside the department helped to put things in a better perspective. (That, and the inability to hold a grudge for very long)

Maybe someday I'll be rich, and then I can just write all day long... (but I need a laptop for that, and mine got stolen 2 years ago)

Friday, October 10, 2008

"This is a man's world..."

I don't know who sang the song, but it's true. This IS a man's world, and I'm trying to work in it.

This blog has, up to this point, been merely a place for me to express my (strange) thoughts and ideas on the events that unfold within my realm of knowledge.

I have recently become painfully aware that I am, at times, fighting an up-hill battle in my workplace. For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, read the next paragraph. (Those who know what I do may skip the next paragraph)

I am the ONLY female out of 30 or so employees in my department at work. I'm a designer at an Architecture & Engineering Firm in Toledo. There are approximately 5 women in the entire 'group' (SBU) who are engineers or designers. 5 out of 100-150.

Being a minority (YES, I am a minority being the only woman), I feel that I must constantly prove myself. I work longer hours, and accomplish more, than my male counterparts. I work harder, smarter, and faster than them. Oh yeah, and for less pay. But I have to.

Disclaimer (for the information below): I am known to give people a "hard time." I joke with people, but I am never dis-respectful.

I have a certain co-worker with whom I've worked closely for the past 2 years. He has, in the past, given me "a hard time" in return for my wisecracks. In the past year, he has done considerably less engineering work (he's the engineer to which I'm the designer), and has expected me to do all the engineering and design work.

In the last two months, his wisecracks have turned from the somewhat-complimentary (calling me "queenie" - my alternate email address is cad queen_) to quite dis-respectful ("we get our testosterone from her"). This behavior has escalated in the last week so much that a LIVE grasshopper was left on my desk. (I don't like to be startled, and a LIVE grasshopper will definitely startle a person when it jumps in their face when they don't even know it's there)

The story isn't over yet.

The department manager asked me into his office today. When I entered, the jokester was there, and they had obviously had a conversation. I was chided for "not doing work to meet deadlines." This was so far from the truth that when I asked the manager 20 minutes later, he could not give me a specific example.

But not being a spiteful person, I chose to leave it be for the weekend, in the hopes that the joker will realize he went to far (because he obviously didn't get it when I told him he was toeing the line today) So I'm here, venting to you, beloved reader. Hopefully, over the weekend, he will realize that he went too far. If not, I'm going to be forced to ge to the manager about it.

A lot of people don't realize how hard it is to be a woman fighting for a place in a man's world. It (for lack of a better word) sucks. This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do, and takes all my focus and energy.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Wait... WHAT???

Ok, so I 've heard about Botox. I know it's something that insecure people spend ridiculous amounts of money on. But until this very moment, I didn't realize wat it really was.

Botox is the voluntary injection of botulisum into one's body. Um, hello? Botulism is the deadliest substance known to man. It kills in 36 hours or less. We are cautioned to cook meats thouroughly in order to aviod botulism poisoning... And people pay to have this stuff injected into themselves?


Saturday, August 09, 2008

Cedar Point, baby!

So today was my company's 60th Anniversary, and they sent us all to Cedar Point for the day. THANK YOU SSOE!!!!

We took our friends Eric and Sarah (our god-daughter's parents) along to enjoy the free trip. They were VERY grateful for the invitation, which made it all the more enjoyable. There's nothing like doing the happy dance in your friends' kitchen at 7:30 on a Saturday morning (and not having alcohol to blame for it).

The trip there was full of "thank you guys so much," and "I'm so excited," and a few leg slaps accompanied by HUGE grins. Note to future self: when it says "Route 6 or Route 2-hundred-something to Cedar Point, if you take route 6 it will take you a long time because it takes you through the ghetto of Sandusky at 35 mph for about 30 miles... ok maybe not that long, but it felt like it)

BTW, even though you can get through the front gates at 9:30 in the morning doesn't mean that you can get to any of the rides until 10:00 am. You have to be staying at one of the hotels to get on a ride before 10:00.

So my plan was foiled: get there when the gates open, haul... erm... butt... to the back of the park where the new coaster "The Maverick" is located, and ride that first. Instead, we rode the Gemini (because we pretty much walked right up and got on the ride.) After that it felt like we walked a mile or two before deciding to ride the Iron Dragon. Another mile walk around the park trying to decide what we wanted to wait in line for... and we stopped to watch the Top Thrill Dragster. OH the adrenaline rush I got just watching the ride start. I equate what I saw to what it must be like to take off from an aircraft carrier. This thing is launched the riders to a speed of 120mph in mere seconds. (Maybe even in one second) It shoots the rider to a height of 420 feet, and then they plummet back to earth... When I first heard about this coaster a few years ago, I was SO not interested. And even on Friday, when a co-worker was recommending that I ride it, I was still un-interested. But Oh-baby, when I watched that thing launch, I was IN!!!

Unfortunately, my ride on the Top Thrill Dragster was not meant to be. After waiting in line for over an hour, we thought we were in the home stretch. Content to wait for a few minutes shaded from the mid-day sun, we chatted about this and that... until the announcement came. The ride was shut down for a maintenance problem. There was no estimate of the time required to fix said problem. My rear-end hit the concrete that was wreaking havoc on my feet, as I contemplated whether or not I really wanted to tough it out and wait for the ride to be fixed. Finally, thirst prevailed, and the four of us forfeited our place in line (which was more than halfway to getting onto the ride). It couldn't have taken us more than twenty minutes to get something to drink and get back to the "launchpad" (on the wrong side of the tracks)... and as soon as we commented that it would really piss us off to be "sitting in that car when it broke down," we hear "...and enjoy the ride." and the ride started back up again. GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

But honestly, all said and done, it was a GREAT day! We had good friends and good weather (for the majority of the day), and even rode a roller coaster or two. We all agreed, on the ride home through the severe thunderstorm that it was a great day. Since all we paid for was parking and dinner at Famous Dave's Barbecue, we didn't care that we didn't really ride any rides. It was just nice to hang out with each other somewhere we wouldn't be able to go under normal circumstances.

Oh yeah, and I have the funniest sunburn from today... ONLY my nose is burnt... no other part of my face even looks pink.

Oh, and I just sent a tiny spider to be with Jesus. I HATE SPIDERS!

UPDATE: We were definitely not the only SSOE attendees that rode little or no rides on Saturday. A surprising number of people said that they didn't ride anything!

Monday, July 28, 2008

Baby Names...

No, I'm not trying to tell you anything.

I recently read an article where a judge was allowing children to change the names that their parents gave them. Below are my favorite "baby names" (names that appear on IactualI bitch certificates somewhere)

Talula Does The Hula From Hawaii (seriously... this is the one that caught my attention for the article)
Number 16 Bus Shelter (this is a real name, I swear... I read it on the internet)
Female [pronounced fe-MALL-ee](her parents said that her name was already chosen by the hospital)
I can only type this one phonetically without being censored) Sha-theed (My mom told me about this one. And it's spelled Sh*thead)

Some more found on an internet search include:
Crystal Shanda Lear
A son named Reuger
twins named Candy and Sugar. Their last name is Cane.
First Borne (their last name was obviously Bourne)
Candy Graham
Version 2.0
Virginia Hamm

Just to name a few...


Sunday, May 25, 2008


So Drew came in the door last night, looked at me, and said "That was awesome!" Not knowing what he was talking about, I looked at him funny and asked what was so awesome.

"The Motor City Nationals at Milan Dragway" he responded.

Oh, that makes perfect sense. I don't know that he's been around the roar of race cars since he was a baby. But he sure as heck loved it then, so I'm not surprised that he was star-struck by the whole experience. (For readers that don't know, when he was a baby, we went to a race. He slept the entire time the cars were near us, and woke up crying when they weren't there.)

I'm sure dad is very proud!

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Ignorance may be bliss, but...

It won't get you a raise.

For the past year and a half (ok, closer to 2 years,) I've been, well, drawing pictures for a living. People give me a sketch of what they want, and I work my magic.

Well, the time has come for me to actually learn what it the things do that I draw. I can draw a control system's control panel, and draw the wiring for it, but now I'm going to (eventually) design them myself!

So "back to school" I go (only there's no school, just figuring it out on my own)! Fun, fun, fun!

Monday, February 11, 2008


So dad is in the Southern Hemisphere... average temps seem to be around 75... gee thanks Dad. That's pretty much 75 degrees warmer than it was when I went to work this morning.

Would you please bring just half of those temps home with you?


Saturday, January 19, 2008

I Love Google!

Google is the best thing ever!

I have occasionally wondered what old friends were up to. Myspace is great, facebook is great. But Google? It can do wonders!

I mentioned to my mom one day last year that I had found a few old friends through, but never got answers to the e-mails I sent through the site. One person in particular, "Bucky," I wanted to find. So she "Googled" him, and lo and behold there he was. Pictures of him on the US Coast Guard Cutter Hollyhock.

Fast forward to this past December, when I googled him again. He'd written a book! And recently, I found an e-mail address that I thought might be his.... and it was!

I love finding old friends who are happy to hear from me!