Odds and Ends...and stuff inbetween

Boy cats that have been fixed no longer have testicles.

My son's neighbor gave him a cat, told him he'd been fixed. Wrong. He is still all boy.

And his name is Todd.

I believe she just wanted to get rid of a cat named after an old boyfriend who she would have liked to have fixed.

Todd will be fixed soon.
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My Mom's watch collection grew over the weekend. She found a watch with a light blue strap and large numbers that are easy to see.

We bought it. She smiled. It made my day.
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My boss asked me to compose a list of things we need to do, or have done, for moving the computer equipment the end of October. We have lost our lease and have to move.

Number one on the list...find a place to move it to.

The CEO still hasn't found a place for us to move to.

We have five weeks....
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Maxwell Smart died.

It makes me sad.

I grew up with that show and loved it.

Rest in peace.
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In surfing blogs I have discovered... there are a lot of depressed people out there. And, one woman loves to tell everyone about her sexual exploits with her husband...in detail. There are a few who believe themselves to be fantastic artists, and some who are. Some folks want to impeach Bush, some don't...I don't think bloggers opinions will really count that much, sorry. There are two types of religious fanatics - one's who believe, and one's who don't. One cartoon blog makes me smile a lot. I read it everyday. Congrats on making it to the newspapers. I think you will do well. I do not have an online or at home business and I don't want to make money from my blog thankyouverymuch. Buildings all over the world have doors. The self proclaimed grammer bitch will probably tell me I've spelled or written something wrong. Spammers suck. Big time.
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I miss the ocean. And the beach patrol. (Hey, I may be older but I do like to look!)
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Only four more days til the weekend. Yeah :)

Vacation is over....sigh....

Morning in Daytona Beach. Actually the sun had not yet peeked through the clouds on the horizon.

The picture was taken my last morning there. I awoke about 6am, grabbed a cup of coffee and went out to the balcony.

The roomie was sleeping. I let him. I wanted time alone. Time alone with the sounds and sights of the ocean.

It calms me.












The trip was good, and very much needed. We arrived in Daytona on Monday afternoon. This was the view from our room. It was too late in the day to lay out, but we still had plenty of time to walk along the beach.

The waves were still pretty high as the hurricane was still moving north. The surfers enjoyed them in the early morning. And I enjoyed watching them.

Tuesday morning I was out on the sun deck by 8:30 to lay out and soak up some rays. Hell, I was out there every morning by that time! Except Saturday, we decided to take the day off from laying out and went to a big flea market in town. And, in between times we did visit a few surf shops and the usual cheapie tshirt places. And yes, I bought a few tshirts for my collection.

I now have a new favorite drink (although I do not drink often, and I prefer the girlie "can't taste the liquor" type drinks). It's call a Lava Flow. ohyum. Kind of like a huge pina colada surrounded by strawberry syrup and real strawberries. ohyum again. Yes, I had my usual fifteen thousand drinks of sweet tea - but that lava flow, ohmy :)

We did the usual tourist type shell collecting and walks on the beach. Nothing romantic...ohlordno. I was with the roomie remember?

I got to see the beach patrol (they don't call them lifeguards anymore I guess). He even took a picture of them for me. If only I were about 25 yrs. younger....(Is it getting warm in here?)

So, the trip was good. But now, the flip flops have been put away. I went back to work yesterday.

And I am dreaming of my next visit to the ocean.

Vacation!!

The flip flops are packed, as is my swimsuit, shorts, tshirts and numerous other items. I am ready to go.

I need this vacation...bad...REAL bad.

I, like so many others, work at least 50 hrs a week, Kinda sorta get paid for 40. (I work for a nonprofit organization. *I* am the nonprofit part I think.) I haven't had any time off since a year ago June.

I am exhausted. This vacation stuff is hard work.

The "roomie" of course didn't help with the packing. It was all I could do to get him to get his undies and clothes out for me to toss in the suitcase. I've been doing laundry all day, took some time to go see Mom (I love that woman.), stopped at the hated WalMart for makeup and snacks for the trip.

We decided THIS morning where we are going.

It was going to be Myrtle Beach. Been there twice - but now this hurricane/tropical storm might be visiting there also. So, I cancelled those reservations. Then he thought of Colorado. Never been there, it would be ok. Not the ocean, but I appreciate beautiful scenery too. Then it was Gettysburg, PA and a few places around there (this all took place yesterday...please bear with me as I scream here). Ok, how about Niagara Falls? Texas? Branson Missouri? (Ohforgodssake pick a place already!) Key West? (I can do that! pleaseplease!) Nope, too expensive. (shitdamnpoop)

Florida it is.

Yeah! (Actually I would say that for ANYWHERE at this point!)

So, tomorrow morning I am out of here until the 20th or 21st. No work! (At least no broken computers, screwed up or crashing databases or scams to be investigated.)

We are taking his laptop, so I may just have to post once or twice while gone.

But tomorrow morning, while driving, I will think back to four years ago. I will remember watching the television as the second plane hit the tower in New York. And I will say a silent prayer for all of the people we lost that day and their families. They will never be forgotten.

Hugs to all*

Written Road Rage...

Ok, so I suffer from road rage at times. Who doesn't?

But, I will express it here instead of while behind the wheel. That way if someone shoots at me - they are gonna miss.

Ok, girl in the red Pontiac GrandAm with the 30 day tags, wearing white disposable gloves as you were driving (I'm still trying to figure that one out.). The left lane is for people who drive at least the speed limit. Not 20 mph below it...especially when the speed limit is only 40 mph.(White gloves???)

Guy wearing the blue ball cap driving the black F150...stay the hell off my ass sweetie, unless you plan on biting it.

Old fart in the Suburu Outback...it's the long slender pedal on the right hon, not the other one. That one kinda sorta makes you slow down and lights up those red lights on the back of your car.

Lady in the little red Z car....hang up the phone and use that turn signal. Yes hon, it shows others you are planning on turning - especially when you do it in front of them.

Mr. City Bus Driver? Ah sir? I'm in that lane and you just can't move over here until I get outta the way ok??

And last, but not least...

Young man with the thumping base...your trunk hood is jumping up and down...and its making my car bounce too. I haven't had this much action since...well...ummmm, ohhell...turn it up!

Black Gold..Texas Tea..

Or is it Black Hills Gold?

Yea, that's it.

A week (yes, just ONE more week!!!) before vacation and what do I do? I went shopping.

I am an idiot.

I took my Mom shopping today, and again we had fun. She got herself four new sweaters for this winter. She has become a clothesaholic (and still has the watch fetish). While walking around the store, we had to check out the jewelry counter.

Now mind you, I am not rich, nor do I have a lot of expensive jewelry. I do have a nice collection of turquois as it's my favorite. But today - there it was - staring at me and calling my name, "Sandy...you know you want me. Buy me. Take me home."

It was a black onyx heart with Black Hills Gold leaves. Beautiful. Gorgeous in fact.

And it was on sale.

"No no no,' I told myself, and my Mom. We paid for her sweaters and left the store.

And it continued to call my name.

I took Mom home, talked with my sister, and yes I told her about the necklace. I left there after an hour or so and headed back - to the same store.

Hey! I need new tennis shoes for next week!

Well, I do!

So in I went, completely avoiding the jewelry counter. I found some shoes. Tried on some jeans (what is it with all these low riders now?? I wore those back in the 70's, when I was young!), tried on a couple pair of slacks that I could use for work. Put them all back. Looked at some panties (That my friends, was for the man who is running a panty fetish blog I saw today while surfing.) Didn't buy any. I got socks instead. I continued to walk through the store, heading for the checkout...

And there it was. Smiling at me.

I bought it.

It's beautiful, I wanted it, and I work hard for my money. So, once in a while I buy myself something I want, not just something I need. Regular $80 and I got it for $28.

It's mine. All mine! (evil laugh inserted here) And I will wear it next week, on vacation.

It's still talking to me. Only now it says "I'm home". :)

I stand corrected...

Did you notice?

I changed the title of my blog!!

Yes, I made a major, drastic change.

I removed the ' that was in the word "its".

My grammer was not correct.

So shoot me.

Ok, ok I understand people have little pet peeves. And a person brought it to my attention that I had this little ' where it did not belong. I guess that little ' is one of her pet peeves.

So, I fixed it.

So now I stand (well, sit actually) all proud of myself. My blog title is grammatically correct.

Or is it?