Yearly Archive: 2004

I do not want to know how many trees the children of the world are responsible for in and of themselves when it comes to drawings, paintings, cut out bits of artwork, lessons, homework, etc., ad nauseum. The amount of paper in our art bench alone must account for at least 2 birches and an old oak tree. And I’m only a third of the way through it. The capacity of my children for squiggly lines and scribbles is ENORMOUS. Karin and I cleaned out all of her clothes, ridding her drawers and closet of all things too small and...

Everything is well with my world right now. Had today off and my heart is singing with relief about the definite job offer and the pending one. Karin and I went to a brunch which was PACKED with people, lots of friends and acquaintances from the AWC, and, thankfully, NO DRAMA. Afterwards, we went to the mall, ate lunch and bought some shirts and sweatshirts for the kids. Guess who only wanted to shop in the BOY’S section? 😛 At the food court, we ran into one of my prospective co-workers from Company A, who I interviewed with last week,...

This has been a crazy emotional day. 🙂 Thank you, everyone, for your good wishes and crossed fingers and held thumbs and words of encouragement over the past 4 weeks. I got the offer from Company A when I got home, and it is lower than I expected, but I have the weekend to think about it and how I want to approach the salary negotiation. I hope I can get them to nudge it up a bit. This afternoon I called and left messages again for the people at Company T who hadn’t called me as promised on Monday...

I got the Company A job!!!!!

Let’s see if I can get through an entire post without actually mentioning the Ph word. Because my head feels like a balloon filled with Ph. The Ph word doesn’t really rhyme with anything workable either. Stem. Gem. REM. Ahem. I can’t make an entry out of that. I went home at 2 p.m. yesterday to try and nap a bit before fetching the kids, and had my mobile and my home phone by my bedside JUST IN CASE. The phone rang twice during the hour and a half I tried valiantly to rest my sore noggin, and I bolted...

My life has descended into a whirl of crisis and drama (and extremely impatient hair-tearing waiting), which I hope is a result of a combination of the full moon and PMS. Considering the amount of backpedaling and soothing and reasoning and apologizing I have done in the last week, I should be well on my way to acquiring a diplomatic certification. I could represent a country by now, I’m so qualified! 😛 Chechnya, are you listening? Go away moon, I’ve had my fill! I definitely have a cold. And a sore throat. Yesterday, I was popping Tylenol like there was...

I’m tired. Tired and sad. Sad and sick. Sick and tired. Things on my mind: My throat hurts. Can NOT be sick right now. I can NOT believe I dropped that GLASS bottle of orange Halloween glitter makeup on the TILE floor this morning Will they EVER call? I don’t deserve some of my friends Am I really going to tell the board that this is my last year as Editor for the AWC? Why can’t I go to bed at a decent hour? Eh, it doesn’t matter. Some nights I could sleep 15 hours and it wouldn’t be enough...

2 beautiful layouts designed and sent to Company A. No phone call yet from Company T. sigh Too busy to think straight, I feel like the White Rabbit: no time to say hello, goodbye! I hate single parenting. Cracking Me Up: Changes planned by George Lucas for the next release of the original Star Wars Trilogy Must Buy One of Each: lowercase tee Gotta Run!

Liz: Put your arms up so I can pull the shirt down over your head Karin: *complies then realizes her hair has done the static-flat thing and scrunches up her face in despair* Mommy, my hair is…gross. Liz: Gross?! Karin & Liz: *giggle madly* Liz: *glues popsicle stick to decorated fabric- and rubberbanded-ball ghost* Okay, Martin, there you go. Martin: *reaches to pick up ghost* Liz: No, don’t touch it yet! He has glue up his butt! Martin & Liz: *giggle madly* It’s only a little mark, but its misuse arouses more bad temper: Possessive Apostrophes