Showing posts from September, 2014


I like to play Words with Friends on my phone.  It keeps my mind busy, and I prefer it to browsing the web on my phone or playing something as stupefying as Candy Crush. I have several games running at once, mostly with people I've been playing with for a while.  Hi Nance ! Nance usually kicks my arse.  Once in a while, though, I will press the "Random Opponent" button and match up with an unknown.  I've come across some fairly weird people.  One of them berated me for not playing "faster" and making (I am assuming it was a him, based on his user name) him wait for two whole days.  He then insulted me and resigned.    I asked for a rematch, and then told him that I was sorry I had made him wait, but as my phone had broken and needed to be repaired,  his priorities were not at the top of my list.  Well, I said it better than that, but I know I made him feel like the jerk he truly was.  Then I resigned, because I always have to have the last word. Anyway

There's a Scorpion in My Sink!

Yes, that is correct. I found a scorpion in one of our bathroom sinks. There I was, around eight at night, innocently going to the bathroom, which is an en suite attached to the master bedroom. I go to wash my hands, and I see a sudden movement in the sink. Needless to say, there should never be any sudden movements in your bathroom sink. Stuck down at the bottom was an honest-to-goodness scorpion. I think I have only seen a couple of them in zoo/museum type places, and I had to look up a picture on the internet just to confirm what I thought I saw.  Because I certainly wasn't going to go stare at it. Hubba-hubba was working overtime at a community festival, and I called him on his cell, which I something I never do when he is working. Especially when he is out and about and not in the office, he tends to be very busy when he is out in the field. So he picks up his phone and says, "This had better be good." "There's a freaking scorpion in one of

What, This Old Thing?

When I got my job, my husband and I agreed that it would be a simple, part time gig.  Nothing hard, just show up for ten or so hours a week and go home.  Collect a paycheck that would help a little bit. But, that snowballed into a job that had me frantically typing emails at 8pm, long after I'd stopped "working."  Now, I accepted the (thank god) temporary upgrade in status that put me in the position of working after hours, but it has been a tough slog.  I have the unusual problem of going to work almost every day, but only for a very short time.  Thus, even though I feel like I am always there, I have to cram everything I need to do in the teensy timeslot that is my daughter's school schedule and I leave every day with things that still need finished. I finally have my replacement coming in, and I finally feel a little bit of freedom.  My replacement hasn't fully taken over all the duties, but they will very shortly.  Instead of feeling let down that I will