Remember when I was looking for that author duo that even Anne Rice thought was worth reading? Well, they showed up in the NYT this weekend, Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. I will pursue this as a cheap ebook to test out if they are my cup of tea.
Tomorrow I have a road trip from hell. We are only allowed to travel with a direct employee so we, the contract scum, do not incur any reimbursable expenses. Well this guy, my supe, thinks he is the best car driver in the world. Wrong. And he is that guy that "saves" his wipers only using them when he literally cannot see. The last trip was spent with me dodging bullets in the car and telling him he scared me. This and one more trip and then I am going to refuse to travel. It is no fun and I am tired of the bullshit. I need the information for my benefit, after that it is all a crap shoot and I don't need them.
That is what is hilarious about this company, they tell you up front--you will be contract forever. There will never be advancement. However, if I choose to go it alone I can triple my income in a heartbeat with no effort. And not much extra work. Talk about a company without a plan.
So I am taking bags of wine, don't judge-I went to the good wine store, and when we can escape from the asshat after dinner me and the Princess can sneak out like teenagers and drink and she can smoke.
I am hopeful Big Daddy and Sammy the Spanky Dog will be okay without me.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Monday, September 8, 2014
Still reeling from Joan Rivers services. She was lucky, she would have never made it as an
No work tomorrow as there is a parts shortage.
Almost killed myself today doing beginner Yoga.
Seems like I am going on a Road Trip Wednesday, need to get that confirmed.
Sunday, September 7, 2014
We had some wind this weekend. Our house was not badly hit.
The Mormons however were not so lucky. And don't you like that lake at the end of my driveway. There is a huge branch up there ready to fall and we are betting on which vehicle it will fall on. That is the only side of the road that allows parking and there is a skirmish daily on road parking. And whatever the Slavs are up to they all now drive luxury vehicles. Mercedes and BMWs galore. And the Flower Lady came home from the hospital so the Clampetts can't park there anymore. There is gonna be one big boom.
If we don't get a new road soon I am gonna hafta to get a special friendship with someone that owns a tank.
After some research it appears the resident hawk might be a Coopers Hawk as they are now crashing parties at every luscious spot in the Metro Detroit area.
I just finished an ebook, still not sure if I like them, Snobs by Julian Fellowes. Don't know if I will read him again. Starting speed reading to get to the end. It was one of those where I started guessing the next plot line and was right every time.
Well, I asked Punkin Head if he was gonna be a Sparty or a Duck and he demurred and kinda thought maybe a Duck as he is a tried and true Wolverine. Good move because the Duck quacked all over Sparty and kinda proved that maybe Sparty is trying to play in too big a sandbox. Hmmm.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Sunday, August 31, 2014
When I was raised up by the southern and semi southern contingent everyone wore house shoes. Not slippers, House Shoes are shoes worn in the house. I have owned these. I change into these when I get home from the assembly plants and take off my Ecco lace ups. These are Minnitonka house shoes. In Hot Pink, and hot damn. This is from my Marshalls' shopping extravaganza.
I also found some L'Occitane hand cream and it was on sale.
Big Daddy is smoking and making pizza on the grille, it is a good holiday weekend.
Friday, August 29, 2014
The fabric up close.
Well, I for some reason woke and said, why are we not using the India silk bedding? And there you go it is on the bed in the guest room.
I took this week off from work and for the most part it worked out fine. The big boss called me early Friday morning about some missing parts and I was as vague as could be considering I did not yet have coffee. Today at the Marshall's checkout another guy called about his recalcitrant parts and I explained, who knew. No one bitched, I am shopping, the parts disappeared and really who cares at this moment in time. Guess he agreed.
There is a new Foundation in Grosse Pointe, I really don't have a lot of information but they are running a resale shop and it appears most of the worker bees have Downs Syndrome. So I took all my shit down there. This seems to be a rag tag shop at the moment so I took them my dress for the wedding, that was 500 bucks, the good fat clothes I bought, the couture cape I bought in China and a bunch of Chico's stuff. I hope they can make a buck off of it.
Went shopping for samples if I really have to go to Mexico as the boss does not pay for bags to be checked. You know shampoo and stuff. Got a few items at Marshalls, had lunch at PF Changs--never again.
It is cool enough if I can stay awake we can have another fire, and maybe light the candles in the back forty.
Monday, August 25, 2014
My favorite animal at the fair is the pig. To be specific, the red pig. This is the best pig PH could find.
Missed the Armada fair.
Need to give myself an mani and finish the book Cut And Thrust by Stuart Woods, I do still enjoy his books, even if the are very light reading.