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Month: December 2004

Yes, I too did a stupid Meme. So sue, me!

Yes, I too did a stupid Meme. So sue, me!

This is the End-of-Year Meme.

I updated this to put it all in the extended entry.  Too many bold letters in my face.  I can’t handle that kind pressure in my face on my blog.  The pressure of bold letters and all caps is just toooo much.  Leave me alone.

Oops.  Sorry.  Got carried away there.  Anyway, the rest of this is in the extended entry.

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Anyway….

Anyway….

It’s been how long since I have posted?  How rude!

It isn’t you.  It’s me.  Really.

I have been out of town this entire time.  Without access to my internet accounts.  And sick. Again.

But Santa was good to me.  (That is always a bonus, right?)

I will update later.  Now, I sit here fondling my laptop getting (probably) a bit too happy about rubbing my fingers all over my keyboard and hearing the Yes! Yes! click click of the keys.  Ahhhh, my blessed computer and my beloved Internet.  How I have missed thee!

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Let it snow! Just don’t tell my son.

Let it snow! Just don’t tell my son.

It’s no mystery that we live north of Dallas.  The big D.  CowTown.  You get the picture.  So, it is not unheard of to get snow.  Rare.  But not unheard of.  Usually this happens around February or March.  I am talking about the kind of snow that you people up North will still play golf in.

However, here in the good ol’ South, we freak over it.  Wait.  That is more like FUH-reeeak over it.  Especially my son.  One flurry and he is racing around the house waving his arms about and frantically screaming “SNOW!  The SNOW gods have smiled upon us and we have SNOW!”

I am leaving for Houston today.  (Poor old hubby can’t go.  Sorry babe!) So, wanna see our forecast for the week?  Paying particular attention to Friday.  Christmas Eve.  Boy are my boys going to be mad!

forecast

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Want some cream and sugar with that, Junior?

Want some cream and sugar with that, Junior?

I usually don’t post anything about how people find this site through search engines.  Usually because it isn’t all that hysterical or post-worthy.  However, this one made me laugh.

Apparently, I am the 2nd out of 114,000 links when searching for “coffee for hyper kids?”

Let me just tell you this now people.  Don’t do it.  *Giving coffee to hyper kids is just asking for problems.  Begging for problems.  (It doesn’t matter how I know that.)

*Unless you add a little whiskey.  Then of course it is perfectly acceptable.

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My grown up Christmas list

My grown up Christmas list

I heard a song on the radio this morning that I remember from a few years ago.  Something about it struck a nerve today and had me thinking about some people I know that are struggling with one thing or another right now.  I wanted to post this for them (whether they see if or not). 

Some of these people are bloggers you already know and some are just friends in real life who will probably never even see this blog.  Anyway, they are going through rougher than normal times and I would do anything to make it better for them. 

Maybe it is the cold medicine that has me in such a warm fuzzy frame of mind.  Maybe it is that I am getting old and soft.  Maybe I just like the damn song, so deal with.  (Can’t have you thinking I am totally unsnarkified today, now can I?)

Anyway, I don’t have the MP3 or I would post it here as well, but I did post the lyrics in the extended entry.  I do wish better times ahead for you all!

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Our Credit Union Sucks

Our Credit Union Sucks

An open letter to all employers of all of our current credit union members from theCredit Union Management regarding holiday closings:

Dear Employer,

We, your employee’s Credit Union, understand that in light of the holidays, many employers are issuing paychecks on Thursday rather than on Friday to prevent any monetary mishaps that a holiday closing may cause their valued employee.  We realize that the majority of banks are only closed on Friday in observance of said holidays.  We, however, strive to be different.  To stand out from the crowd.  So, in order to completely screw over our valued customers, we are going to also close on Thursday. 

But wait!  There is more!

Because in our effort to become the Biggest Asshole Bankers in the Northern Hemisphere, we have also decided to refuse any wire transfers from Thursday the 23rd through Sunday the 26th.  Yes, this includes automatic deposits, preset payments and account to account transfers.  We will not allow our customers the luxury of online banking in the 21st century on these datesas well because, well, that would be awful human of us and we would therefore lose our status in the running for Biggest Asshole Bankers in the Northern Hemisphere.

Rest assured that we will in fact be open for business on Monday the 27th to ensure that our valued customers have the post holiday benefit of late fees, bounced checks and overdrawn accounts.  All before noon!

So, in an effort to help us screw over your employee, we ask that you maintain your policy of giving out checks on Thursday.  We feel this policy will not only help you to appear like a generous employer, but will still follow our master plan of screwing over our clients.

Thank you for your help in this matter.

Your Employee’s Credit Union

ps- We have heard that there is an effort to thwart our plan by issuing checks even earlier (as in on Wednesday).  Whereas we understand your employee will find this most helpful, we want you to understand that we will in all likelihood close our teller window as soon as we see your employee walk up.  We cannot have understanding companies trying to undermine the seriousness of our effort to become the BIggest Asshole Bankers in the Northern Hemisphere.  We hope you understand.

(DISCLAIMER NOTE:  Our current credit union is in no way affiliated with Clint’s current employer.  It is from a former employer 17 years ago.  Repeat:  This is NOT a credit union associated with Clint’s CURRENT employer.  We really do HEART Clint’s current employer.  We really do!  Even when his co-workers call me mental.  Hoping that is clear here.)

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