Tuesday, May 30, 2006


I had a three day weekend. In my previous life in retail, they were as rare as gold to come by. Yes, I did get six holidays a year, but frequently that involved working the Sunday or Monday of the weekend, sometimes all three days. I'd get the extra days off while Ed was working and kids were in school. Such is the world of management.

So I greatly anticipated this past weekend. Three glorious days off-friends down from NY, others from New Jersey, possibly activities to do.

We did see the friends from NY on Saturday, but the rest of the weekend? Totally and utterly wasted. I did get a call from the NJ friends, however, I knew that inflicting my pissy mood that inspired the previous post on them would *not* be a good idea. We stayed home.

Donna was in the same boat. We'd invited her down, she had a friend talk of coming up there, so we took a raincheck. They had dinner together Saturday night, and that was the extent of her companionship for the three day weekend.

Lesson learned.

Sunday, May 28, 2006


In life, friendships seem to change and evolve. Some people grow closer as events happen, some drift apart.

I've been fortunate to have a core group of friends for around twenty years now. A few of these friends have been around since my gawky, gangly teenage days, some from college and some were assimilated from work.

As we've gotten older, life events have changed the relationships. Ed and I were the first to have kids, so we weren't as 'pick up and go'. Other friends have caught up on the child front, my sister as well, and those relationships seemed to grow stronger because we'd already walked a mile in those shoes.

Some friends call more, some call less. One right now has a chaotic work and test schedule, so I make the effort to call her, knowing full well that times will change and she'll pick up the phone more often when life allows. In some cases, I get the lightbulb moment that I never get phone calls-I'm the one doing all the calling and there isn't a single reason for it.

Another thing that weighs on my mind right now is that I get so little time with my family, that when I'm not working, I want to spend time with them.

It is what it is-I'm a realist. That said, it doesn't change the fact that I'm bothered by the whole thing. Guess it boils down to accepting that I am part of a package deal.

I'm guilty of this myself, so that's probably why it bothers me. My closest friend in high school has very little in common with me-hasn't for years. She came from a family with money and didn't have to work. If I wanted anything in life, I had to work for it.

I'm happy about that part-because the best friend from my teens is going to be 40 and has yet to find her purpose in life or anything that brings her personal satisfaction on a basic level. I don't have money, but I've got a family, a house and a job that I enjoy.

I walk through life a pretty happy person, but damn, some things shake it up pretty bad some days...

Ikea is coming, Ikea is coming!

Friends are at WDW this week, and we went over to property again for dinner last night.

During the dinner conversation, we discovered that there was news this week that Ikea is coming to Orlando. Woohoo! Easy access to I4, too.

Okay, one down. Do you think maybe Wegmans can be convinced that Florida stores would go over well? :)

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Fluff and stuff, or I bought People magazine again

I admit it, I am a People magazine addict. It's my guilty pleasure-junk food for the brain.

Now that I've perused most of it (it's probably good for an hour's reading time), I ask:

Where is the picture of Tom and Katie's baby? I don't think she really exists-and why did they name her after a Lemur in Disney's Dinosaur?

Do they still produce celebrity Death Match? It'd be kinda funny to see Denise Richards get clobbered by Heather Locklear!

Is Chris Knight marrying the girl who was swooning for him on "The Surreal Life"?

Is Star Jones whatsherface off the View or not? I've only seen this show in doctor's office waiting rooms and found the woman to be unbelievably annoying and full of herself. I thought she was kicked out because Rosie was joining, but People says she *may* be out. LOL

You all know how little tv I actually choose to watch, so I find it weird that this stuff is so fascinating. That said, I'm glad the guy from American Idol got the lead singer job with Fuel-who wants to sing stuff like "A Moment Like This" and sound like they got songs Whitney Houston passed on in the 80s?

Heavy thinking, huh?

Monday, May 22, 2006

The sidebar stuff...

So, the sidebar thingies? The quiz results?

I added them a WEEK ago and they did not show up. Now, I have blogged three times and they finally appear.


This Sunday thing...

It's very cool having every Sunday off. We get to actually DO stuff, instead of trying to figure out "well, it's *supposed* to be my weekend off, but we've got a floor move, so whatever we do has to be finished by 5pm" type garbage. Sometimes, this mean we will do positively jack, but at least I was off for it.

Yesterday was good. Bagels, then a Costco run. We needed detergent and minced garlic. This house would cease to function without the minced garlic and the 32 oz jar? It probably lasts two months. The 4 oz jars from the supermarket wouldn't make it a week with the way we use it, lol.

Then we headed over to the inlaws and Ed installed a video card. It was nice to veg for a while.

Finally, friends drove down to WDW from NY and we went over and met with them. We had a nice evening together, and made plans to go back over before they leave on Sunday.

Poor Ed was not thinking and had a couple of bowls of chili at dinner. I'm sure he's having fun
today at work!

Wednesday, May 17, 2006


We bought a table last year that I went gaga over. Ed will be the first to tell you, I do not go nuts over furniture. I've got my likes, my dislikes (half the time, they're the polar opposite of my other half) and the "eew, you want THAT in your house".

Last winter, we'd gone to several furniture stores. The saleslady at Haverty's, Jean, led us through the entire store. She listened to what we wanted and showed us this great Arts and Crafts inspired dining room suite (sweet, not suit-grrr Hagerstown flashback there). Then she took us clear across the store to another set they'd just received. She was never pushy and was great at finding what we said we wanted.

I went gaga. I started GUSHING about a piece of furniture. It's counter height and has a parquet style inlay, Arts and Crafts feel to it. I had to have it. We subsequently joined Direct Buy and I said I was still buying that table. I wanted one that would seat 8, because the possibility existed that we'd have both families over at the same time.

In April '05, I went and bought the table to be delivered the day we were to close on the house. Mom was here with me when the table arrived-it was the first piece of furniture in the house. Mom also spilled coffee on one of the seats before we'd owned it an hour, but I was planning on covering the cushions anyway. Funny rememberance-she was mortified and I was laughing-that was exactly WHY I wanted to change the cushions from cream colored!

Christmas came, and we opened the rectangular table into the big square. We left it that way. It stayed open for a very long time. Then, in early March, we got the idea that we'd like to close it down to the smaller size. Uhhhh, we have a problem. The leaf touched the floor. Not good.

I called Haverty's, expecting to pay for a repair. Nope, they sent a technician out and he determined that a retaining clip was never installed on our table. He said he'd order one and I was to call them when I got it, so they could fix it.

Two weeks later, no part. Three weeks pass, they call me to find out why I haven't scheduled. Four weeks-I call them and ask where the part is.

Last week, they called me and told me the part had been discontinued. Oh no! I LOVE this table. Their solution is to bring us a brand new one. I was allowed to choose which day, and Wednesday was the not scheduled 'in store' day, so that's the day I picked.

They got here (I was across the street at the school) right on the dot of the 11:15 to 2:15 window. Delivery driver finds my note on the door and decides to unload the table to save some time. He found a leg had shifted in transit and had a crack-so they loaded up and left. I saw the truck leaving my neighborhood and panicked.

I called Haverty's and they apologized-told me of the break and that we'd reschedule 'at my convenience' next week.

They've been impressive all around. Ed keeps asking if they'll let us keep our broken table. In a way, I think I understand why. We've had some great memories around that piece of furniture already. Now I wish I'd asked them to drop off the clip from their broken table they were bringing back, so I could keep this one.

Happy news for friends

About a year ago or so, a very good friend (who reads this, btw) started in with "I want another one", as in she wanted to have her third child. Me, with my thoughts that kids should not outnumber the parental units, did all that I could to talk her out of it.

Then someone came up with a philosophical question about the issue of "should we have another?" that I thought was pretty astute. Look around the dinner table at your brood and ask yourself if someone is missing. So, I passed this nugget of wisdom on. For me, the table seems fine.

Apparently that question may have helped them in their decision-she's expecting number three! I'm very happy that they made their decision, very happy I'm done (lol) and looking forward to seeing another cute kid. Her son is adorable and contributed to the baby lust by being so cute.

The auto dealerships are going to start salivating when they see them coming-two kids in tow and an obviously pregnant woman! Prepare for that!!

I'll be honest, they'd changed their trip to WDW from December and I didn't give it a second thought. If pressed, I'd think it was Mickey withdrawal that caused them to move up the trip.

(psst, I think part of it was giving each sister a chance at a Godchild!)

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Thanks, Mom!

I miss my Mom a lot. It's not something I talk about, but she's there in my head, every day. In honor of Mother's day, I'm going to do what Mom would. Celebrate the positive, instead of dwelling on the sad.

Thanks, Mom:
-for fueling my Nancy Drew addiction
-for keeping the Newsday subscription when I was the only one reading the paper every day (4th grade news junkie)
-for being an example of grace under pressure
-for keeping a smile on your face and a song in your heart when others would have been reduced to curling up in a ball and crying.
-for celebrating the little things and the big things
-for making holidays important
-for Monday night dinners (everything in our house was celebrated on Monday)
-for waking us up at 5am on July 3, 1976 to take us down to Jones Beach to see the ships sailing in for Operation Sail
-for all the trips to "Row Row" (Nunleys)
-for the evenings down at the pool and the Carvel runs on the way home
-for laughing with us at the house fronted in Yellow bathroom tiles
-for encouraging the kitchen efforts that each of us kids made.
-for making me think I could be the first woman president, if I wanted to
-for making my prom dress
-for not freaking out at the time I spent at the boyfriend's house
-for admitting that you still loved my Dad after he passed away, but that sometimes loving someone doesn't mean you can live with them
-for aways making room for one more at the dinner table
-for the joy you had in being Granny
-for the couple of days twice a year prior to our WDW vacations
-for sharing your home for a month when I moved down ahead of the family
-for the shopping trips
-for the weekly phone call to find out my day off so we could spend it together
-for the 39 years we were on this planet together

I love you, Mom.


Sunday, May 07, 2006

Getting in the swing of things

Week three of the new job has concluded and I'm still enjoying it. There's still lots to learn, but quite a bit of it has become second nature. Last night was the first time I did the nightly settle-and it sure is weird to have so few steps to complete.

I got to visit a competitor to do a reduced session the other day, and I'm going to another competitor to do a complete session this week. Rather than have a freezer full of stuff on top of having the products of my employer, I asked my coworkers what they wanted of the competitor's offerings. This way, I don't have to test all the items myself-they can each provide feedback, too.

Shopping the competitors won't happen for too long, as they'll eventually know that I work in the business. So I'll try to do as many as I can early on. At least I can share the finished results with others!

Friday, May 05, 2006

Knock, Knock...Murphy calling

So, I'm getting ready for work and decide to wear my sneakers (for the second day) instead of the terribly fugly but oh so comfortable Crocs. This means socks. This means finding socks that match. Uh oh...

I have a scary amount of Disney socks. Probably about 20 to 25 pairs of mickey emblazoned socks, purchased the first day of any hard mark sales event at my old store. How can you resist 1.50 a pair socks, post discount? Good, thick, won't get holes in them anytime soon socks, too.

Well, my friends, you would think that with that many pairs of Mickey socks you'd find two that have Mickey on the same side. I even followed Ray's Law*. This means there are several pairs with a crew top, several more pairs with a plain top, about 8 pairs with a frou frou red top and even 6 pairs of black socks with mickey icons. This doesn't even begin to cover the Tink, Tigger and Pooh socks. (The Pooh socks were 65 cents, post discount, because they're the itchy, sweaty, nylon type)

This of course, means I can't find a flippin pair with the character on opposing sides!

So, I ditch the original plan of crop pants and go for the long pants today.

Score: Socks 2, Suzanne 0. Check back tomorrow and see who wins-the socks or me!

(*Ray's Law-the absolute common sense commandments issued by Dad. In this case, it's Ray's Law number 3 "Thou shalt purchase two or more pairs of the exact same sock, in case one sock is lost." It is so indoctrinated in the head that the boys get 6 packs of all their socks. It also missed my older sister, who didn't understand why I freaked out at ONE pair of brown socks purchased for my then 2 year old son)

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

I want to go out for breakfast. Two reasons: first and foremost, I'm hungry. The second reason is to potentially scope out servers to come work for me. However, Ed can't leave the house until probably 9am-the carriers got a lecture yesterday about not answering the phone when the post office calls them to cover. They could get *fired* for not answering the phone. Even if the call comes in at 2pm.

The work front has been going well. I'm into the third week now, and will be closing every night this week. Added to that is the plan to stay past closing with the cleaning lady. My store won't have a cleaning lady. I figured if I stay and see exactly what the lady does, I can possibly hire someone to do the same tasks in the middle of the day. Knocking around ideas on that front, but I'm not going to stay in local motels to recruit their cleaning people, lol.

I can't believe it's May already. The kids finish up school in three weeks. Yep, three weeks. Granted, they'll start school a month before yours will up north, but it just seems weird that they'll be on summer break for Memorial Day and in school for Labor Day. Well, they'll have a three day weekend for it, but it's not the signal that 'school starts tomorrow' for them.

Random observations about events in the news:
-Tom and Katie had their baby-does it look like a martian?
-So, Denise Richards slams Charlie Sheen in her divorce petition, all the while screwing around with her best friend's husband? Whuzzup with that?
-May 1st-protests for immigration? Folks, most Americans have NO problem with immigrants-its the ILLEGAL part that we have a problem with!
-Gas prices...wow, the oil reserves aren't being stocked and the prices drop a whole three cents. Do you think the average person sees the folly in having TWO oil men in the White House? Do you think they even realize that Bush and Cheney are oil men?