Tuesday was a dhuh day.

Tuesday was a dhuh day. My brain was in a total fog. I had not slept well the night before and was not my usual wide awake self.    I was on my way to work when I realized my gas light was on.  I had no idea of how long the light was on.  Could be minutes or days.  The light is hidden by the way I hold the wheel.  I just happened to look down at the right time and realized it was on.  Just great.  So I figure out where the next gas station is and think I "should" have enough gas to make it there.  Four blocks later I pull into the lot and turn off the key.  Then  I see the little pieces of paper they have taped to the tanks.  NO GAS..... SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE .  A man comes over to assist me and tells me the nearest gas station is about 20 or so blocks away. Great!  Keeping my fingers crossed that I had enough gas, I hit every red light on my rush to get there.  I was  sure that I was coasting along on fumes when I pulled into the gas station with working pumps.  I cosy up to the pump, turn off the key and get out of the car.  Unbelievable!  I am on the wrong side.  SIGH. Over and over in my head, I am saying "pacer passenger, pacer passenger" because the pacer car we had before also had the gas tank on the passenger side and this is a memory reminder for me.  Or at least it is suppose to be. Our van has the gas tank on the opposite side so my mantra usually works.  Apparently not that day. Anyway,   I get back in the car, pull around and stop, get out and again I am in the wrong position. I do this one more time before I  finally have the gas tank and the pump lined up .in the right position.  It is early.  I am tired and am really thinking how badly I need a coffee.  There are no other vehicles around. Mine is the lone car in a huge parking lot.  I know, for a fact, that the clerk in the store has been watching me drive around and around the  lot, pulling up in the wrong position and then driving around to try it again. He must have thought I was a  total air head. I must say that he was very professional when I went in to pay. He didn't laugh at me right away,  He waited until I laughed and said  to him that it was going to be one of those days.  Then he laughed and said "Ya think?"   SIGH!!  Tuesday was a dhuh day.

 

For now it's completed.

I am very slowly reconstructing my "Blogs that make me go ohhh..." list. It is very distracting. The problem is that I go to one blog, which leads me to another blog and so on and so on. At this rate I will never get it completed. Oh well......it's fun anyway. I am sure I have more blogs on the list now than I did before. But that is no problemo! It just gives me more blogs to visit! By the way, I did go to over to Pink Licorice Life to see what Naomi was up to. She is celebrating her 200Th post and is having a give-away. Pop over and see what it's all about. You'll be glad you did. Tell Naomi that I sent you. As for me I will add more blogs to my list as I come across them. For now, it's completed.

Cranky Pants Again

OMG!!!!!!!!
I don't believe what I just did!
I deleted my "Blogs that make me go Ohhh...." list.
No, I didn't do it on purpose!
All I wanted to do was take Jaime's old blog "Jabbering Jaime" out of the listing as she has had a NEW BLOG called Gingham Skies since February and it made no sense keeping the old one in my list. So reluctantly I went and deleted it......or so I thought. But instead of deleting just that one blog I somehow deleted them all!
I only did what this stupid machine told me to do.
Arrrgghh.......I HATE COMPUTERS!
It has taken me forever to get my list just the way I wanted it. I even had the names of the blogger beside the name of the blog so I could know who I was leaving a comment to when I went and read their blog. That made it a little more personal for me and for them (I like to think so anyway). I worked really hard on compiling that list.
I am soooooo mad!
(INSERT gnashing of teeth here along with a LOT of BAD WORDS of your choosing as I have probably said or thought them all plus a few that I made up in the heat of the moment!!!)
I have to go now. I need to try and get my list of favourite blogs invented all over again and that is going to take a while.
If you don't hear from me please contact my Hubby John. Ask him to make sure I am not slumped over the computer in a faint, weak from lack of hunger or so dehydrated that I cannot lift a finger to signal him...........
Thanks.
P.S. This definitely has made me a Cranky Pants again!

Why Not Soup

The last week and a half have not been good. Dental problems, house and cat sitting for John Vincent, Sarah & Cutie-Patootie Neve, once a day in a 20 minute drive both ways, dog sitting their 2 doggies at our house, Hubby John coming down with viral pneumonia and ending up in emergency at three in the morning, me driving home alone, for the first time on the 401 from Toronto, very little sleep for both HJ and myself, my mom going to Emergency (she's home & fine), picking the kids up in TO in the wee hours of the morning Tuesday.
Whew! Was it a long, busy, tiring, one and a half weeks!
The two doggies were, for the most part, good dogs. But we are not used to having dogs that bark at cars going by, people going by, dogs barking in other yards, dogs barking at each other in our house and at the ones on TV. We are not used to saying "No! Put that down, get down off there, let it go....let it go now...I SAID DROP IT! Go to your cage...now....right now.....I said NOW! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU IF I GET MY HANDS ON YOU! NO!!! I DON'T THINK YOU'RE CUTE SO STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT! It was like that for most of the time we had them. But what can I say? It's not their fault. After all they're just dogs. Our two Oscar cats slunk around trying not to be landed on by the 7 month old puppy who likes to be air borne and who thinks everything everywhere is for his enjoyment and is to be taste tested and played with. To say our patience was at an end by the time this past Tuesday rolled around is putting it mildly. Between feeding cats and dogs and driving to and fro, Hubby John and I both slept whatever hours we could for most of the family day long weekend. Early, very early, Tuesday morning we left the house at one AM to drive down to Toronto airport to pick up JV, S & Cutie Patootie. The plane was delayed and by the time we delivered them to their home and got back to ours it was just after five A.M. A quick cat nap and I was up and on my way to work by 8:30. John, sick as he was, still had to go out to do a few jobs later that morning too. It was a very long day for both of us. Tonight Hubby John asked for soup for supper. I didn’t feel like having packaged soup and thought I would quickly whip up a pot of homemade. Every time I took something out of the fridge or freezer I just said “Why Not?” and threw it into the pot. Hubby John and I both agreed that it is one of the best soups I have ever made. If you look here you can see the recipe. I called it WHY NOT SOUP.

Cranky Pants

I am not normally a Cranky Pants. I am usually in a good mood and relatively happy. But even I have down days. Most of December was a down day for me but I am feeling much better because of lots of rest and lazy do-nothing weekends. This blog entry was started back at the beginning of October after a very tired me overslept, was late getting to work and then had a very tired and frustrating day. I decided to hold, edit and post it after I had time to calm down and get some sleep. Since then I have had at least a week or more of days of dealing with stupid people. So I have complied a whole lot of blogs into this one. Bear in mind that I was not a Cranky Pants everyday since the beginning of October. I had a lot more of really good days than bad ones along the way.
CRANKY PANTS.......
I am very tired and when I get very tired I get very cranky. I turn into a real Cranky Pants. When I am this tired everything makes me cranky. The old lady that I almost hit this morning made me cranky. Could she not have gone down a half block to the lights? What was she thinking of trying to cross a busy road during morning rush hour traffic while using a walker? Do brains go somewhere else when you get old? Grrrr..... Even the way people put things in my in-box irritate me. Can't they put the paper in straight? Why do they need to put it in so it isn't even and it is technically sideways? Stupid people! (Not Sheila my office cohort.) Stupid customers also call into the office and tell me it is my fault that their order is not ready. Yes, I went out and told the guys in the shop to stop the presses and not run that particular job. Really, I am that mean. It seems I did that even though I don't remember doing it. It's often been said the customer is always right. Ya....and I am the Popes handmaiden too! Then there's the stupid salesman that phones in and tries to get through to my boss. Does this person think I am a stupid person too? If he doesn't let me know who he is and what he wants he is not going to talk to my boss. I won't put him through. That's part of my job. Screening my bosses telephone calls is what I do. The salesman is a stupid person! There is customer who walks in off the street and wants this job done, NOW, not in two days and not in one day but NOW! Apparently I am to put every other job aside and do this persons order NOW! I am sure that our regular customers will understand why we are dropping everything for the newbie...ya......right!
What I need to do is go back to bed for a day or so and get my Cranky Pants some sleep. Then maybe I will be able to smile at the old lady in the middle of the road and stop my car and help her across and I will turn my inbox sideways to accommodate those people who put the paper in sideways. I will tell customers that it IS my fault that their job is not ready, because I should have known that they needed it yesterday and I should have known that the file they sent was corrupted. I will tell the salesperson that he can talk to my boss whenever he wants to and I will give him my bosses cell and home phone numbers as well. It doesn't matter that I will probably loose my job over this....anything to keep the salesperson happy! As for the customer who walks in and who we will probably never do a job for again, I will just explain to our long term customers that this yahoo is more important than they are and that's just the way it is. If I am not fired from giving my bosses home number out, by the time our long term customers talk to my boss and he gets done with me , I am sure that I will be.
But it won't matter because the customer is always right.
Now, if you believe all of this you should look at some waterfront property I have for sale.
Please ignore the name on the paperwork. Someone obviously made a mistake on it when they were typing in the information. I will have to talk to their boss about them and possibly have them fired as it is obvious that they must have had on their cranky pants.