Quick note...

I really dig all the new names around here and anyone is welcome to post a comment on my site, with one exception: no pay site ads. Half the time, I don't know if it is spam or if it is actually someone leaving a real comment and plugging their own commercial site. For this reason I ask anyone leaving a comment to please not plug any commercial sites, lest your comment be deleted forthwith. If you want to increase traffic at your site, by all means leave a link to your site, I would be happy to see it. I will probably follow the link to your page and check it out as well!

Fish

Wendy's for lunch...

I had Wendy's for lunch today. Somehow, when you spend ten minutes looking for a restaurant, it makes the food better. Maybe it was also due to the fact that they also have a new menu item that I dig? They now sell Frostys (chocolate shakes, if you have never had one) that you get to dump M&Ms or other candies into, kinda like a DQ Blizzard, only cheaper.

One thing that really made my lunch special today was the fact that Karen and James joined me for lunch. I like living close to work. :) I got to share my lunch with James, my drooling baby St. Bernard. I don't know how he can stand drooling all the time, half of the time his shirt is soaking wet from all of the slobber.

Which bring me to my next question, why doesn't baby slobber smell like slobber? Adult slobber is stinky, baby slobber is more like water - it's not stinky. Weird...

James' a walkin'!

James is walking! He took his first few clumsy and precious steps on his own today! It was freakin' awesome! I love that little boy so much, and I am so proud right now! Thank you, God!

In other news, we got the paint sandblasted off of the brick on the front of the house, and it looks much better. If you want to see the latest, just follow the link on the previous post and look for the updates file. The pictures also show the new ceramic tile entryway and the upstairs bathroom vanity after the silver paint was removed.

Pictures and stuff.

Karen set up a web site for us with some pictures of us and our new house. Here it is: http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/karenperidot/my_photos

The most recent file is the one called "house pictures".

Telemarketers get theirs, again.

Since we moved to a new area and we are not on the "do not call list" yet, we get about two to three telemarketers a day, most of them selling either home security systems or water systems. Karen has gotten tired of them and she ahs begun to mess with them, just a little. Here is the conversation that I overheard yesterday. I will only post one side of the conversation, since that is all that I could hear.

"Hello?"

"Yes, this is Mrs. Kyyyyoooooooogalurrrrr."

"No, thank you, we don't need a home security system, we don't even lock our front dooor half the time."

"No, it's okay, my husband actually likes walking around the house at three A.M. in his boxers with his Louisville slugger every time we hear a noise in the middle of the night. He really does."

"Did you just say booglar? What the heck is a booglar? Bwahhahahaa! Do you mean a burglar? No, we are definitely not worried about booglars, have a good day, bye-bye now."

I fell over laughing after that one. Karen is my hero.

I knew it!

I told them what to do much earlier this week, and they should have listened. I knew what I was talking about and I was right. I stayed three hours after work today to come to the conclusion that I was right the first time. I may be new here, but I am smarter than the average godzilla, darnit.

There, I vented and I feel much better now, since I can't say it to anyone at work. They all went home at normal time and they stopped answering their cell phones long ago.

James the Guilty

The police came to our house in response to a call to their emergency 911 center. James did it. He called the cops on us. My little 14-month old buddy really called 911 and made the police come to the house. Karen was horribly embarassed, and I was at work so I didn't get to see it. Oopsie. Sorry about that, Overland Park police department, we really didn't mean to waste your time. Karen knew we were in trouble when she hung up the phone that James had been playing with and it started ringing. The police apparently have to pay a visit to your house when you call them, even if you assure them that there is no reason for them to do so. When the police got here, Karen told the officers, "Here's the culrit. Take him away and lock him up!" James grinned and drooled, somehow lacking any remorse for what he had done.

James still says "boobies" every once in a while, but his favorite word is definitely "lights". He points out all types of lights and announces their presence wherever we go. He is especially comical on the highway as we pass under the streetlights, all of them are individually announced, one at a time. By the time we get to where we are going, we are trying to guess the next time he is going to say it, laughing the whole time. "Lights, lights, lights..."

It's about time...

After a brief hiatus from blogging, I thought that I should get back to it again and put out a new posting. We have begun the update of the house and spent most (okay, we really spent it all) of our money. We put in a ceramic floor in the half bat and hallway, and Karen's Parents helped us out by completing several projects for us. The spare upstairs bath has a new look, the silver paint is gone from the front of the vanity. The room that used to look like an easter egg is now a beautiful and stately off-white color, and closet doors have been installed where they were once missing. I have to figure out how to post pictures on the blog so I can show you the progress that we have been making. There will be a short break in the remodeling action while we wait to see if we can pay the bills this month. :) I like that game, there is never a dull moment.

On a side note, my new job is amazingly difficult. I bet that there are CEOs that have easier days than I do. My job is much, much more of a challenge than I ever expected. Oh well, I will eventually get to the point where I can do it well and do it quickly, in about three years. To be honest, nothing ever slows me down, and I almost never stress about anything. Scottie can definitely attest to this, he saw me in action in school. This job has really got me stressing hard. I didn't sleep from last Wednesday until Saturday night because I was so freaked out and worried about sinking the company like a lead balloon. That is very out of charater for me, to say the least. It has got to get easier, or I will go nutso, pronto. One thing that made me feel much better about the job was that I talked to the guy who retired from the job, and he gave me some pointers and some hints on how to make it a little more bearable. He also told me that we will occasionally have orders that we can't meet, and we will occasioanlly make the customers mad. It actually made me feel much better to hear that after many years of doing the job that he still had challenges. That was the major reason that I was able to sleep on Saturday night, since I was finally able to stress out a little less after talking to the vetran scheduler. I am confident that things will eventually get easier, but it is hard as hell right now and I am really struggling.

Karen and James are doing very well so far. They make me happy and proud, all the time. :)

I hope you are all doing well! Have a great week, just in case I don't get back to the blog right away!

Fish

New house of boxes...

We are in a crazy sea of boxes. I thought that I was no longer a pack rat, but this move has shown me that I still have way too much stuff. Karen and I are going to purge and purge like never before. The local goodwill store is going to be overrun with Mr. and Mrs. Fish's stuff. I can't stand all of the garbage that we have, it is driving me nuts. The garage and the basement here are not big enough to hold all of our crap and I am not going to put in a shed just to have more storage space.

Anyone need anything? I have lots of stuff if you need anything, just let me know! Shipping might even be free! What do you need?

Sleeping in one's own bed is a beautiful thing.

BTW, one of my nice new neighbors has a fast unsecured wireless connection, which I am using. Thank you new neighbor for allowing me free access to the internet!!

I found out that I can also get a 1.5 Mbps DSL for only 19.95 a month. That is nuts. That is cheap enough that I might even get my own connection instead of being a freeloader.