Okay! I've got a
little longer than normal, so let's see if I can get in a decent message today.
Work continues to plod along, same 'stuff' - different day. Yesterday was royally stupid because we got issued an edict from a high with a time-wasting request. (We basically have to tell our timekeeper that we worked normal hours every week instead of only contacting them when we have exceptions - vacation, sick time, time to bill to a project, whatever.) Needless to say that the WHOLE office was cranky about that. Other than that, work continues to be 'dumb'. At least I got a couple of new techie toys this week which makes a geek like me moderately pleased.
Been spending a few spare mental cycles trying to decide what outdoor projects to do. Unfortunately, with the sunny weather starting to come out, that's what happens and the indoor projects, like the neglected basement renos, get forgotten until the fall again. Oh well, I guess with such a short warm season as we get up here in the Great White North, we gotta make the best of the time we get to be outdoors. Too bad this weekend's weather looks crappy.
I'd hoped to get out and do some Geocaching (anyone else out there know what that is?) and rekindle my interest in that, but if Mommy Nature doesn't want to co-operate, well poopy on her.
Dance class was last night and for the second class in a row, I left INCREDIBLY frustrated.
First, the instructor decided that we would work on speed. First couple of songs weren't bad and I was actually enjoying myself - but then it just got too fast and I couldn't get my feet moving fast enough. (Apparently the key is to shorten your steps the faster the tempo - which makes sense because you don't have time to do big, dramatic steps at that speed. This is something I need to learn to do.) It was obvious that the two of us were having trouble keeping up and I was starting to get visibly frustrated - so what does the instructor do? Go FASTER. I nearly lost my temper and walked out, but I held it together and we moved on after that fiasco. And what did we move on to? That
wonderful step that I couldn't get from last week. And guess what? I
still can't really figure it out though I think I almost understand it. My biggest problem now is that my DW doesn't control her arms and it's like I'm holding on to limp noodles or some kind of rope (maybe to hang myself on
) which just lead to more frustration. At the end, we walked back to the cars with DW almost in tears and me wanting to punch a wall. And this is supposed to be "fun"?
I don't know how much more of this I can take.... At least we have a 2 week break now.
Anyway....
Nonrg: Congratulations on meeting your mini-goal and sorry to hear about all the deaths. Rough when it all happens at once. (But look at the bright side: at least you didn't have to get all dressed up twice, right?
)
Melinda: "I love you, babe...but you're married and married guys always have a different perspective....so don't dare tell me I'm wrong!!!" Mel, hon, I _always_ have had a different perspective. Even before I was married. :P I've always had many more female friends (I guess I can identify with them better than the hulking, grunting stereotypical man) so I _may_ respond differently than you might expect.
Of course a wink here and a shake there and I'll probably degenerate into a cat-calling pig.
I mean, I don't lack THAT much testosterone.
I've never been able to figure out exactly what "women are looking for" because it's been MY experience it's another case where they say they want one thing and then end up going after another. Maybe men and woman aren't so different? *shrugs* We're a strange, strange animal....
Hanna: I'm with GG - I didn't know that there were (m)any Jews in Mexico. I suppose it shouldn't surprise me at all. Interesting, count it as a lesson learned.
And I agree completely with everyone who says take your family vacation. Perhaps someday they'll realize that they're the ones missing out. And bravo for you on adopting a child, and congratulations on being brave enough to adopt one from a different culture. You have an opportunity to learn about a different people by helping him explore his ethnic background and provide him the same by teaching him about your Mexican background. This is the solid foundation for teaching tolerance. Way to go.
Michelle: Congratulations Grandma! Can't wait to see the pictures!
Kerri: I have a love-hate relationship with my hobby, like everything else I do. If things go perfectly, I love it. As soon as something doesn't go right or something doesn't turn out perfectly, I hate it.
As for taking the DW out dancing, there's two problems: First, I'm ready to jump off a building when I think about those stupid dance classes. (See above) Second, even if I _did_ want to go out dancing, it turns out that there's no place with a 'latin night' anyway! (Makes me wonder why we're learing this stuff! :S Oh well...)
GG: "what a little sex talk scared you off LMAO.." Uh, yeah....sure. :P I can probably keep up with the best of you, but think of the children. Hee Hee hee. Besides, I barely know all of you.
"hmmm wonders if dh will celebrate humpday early tonight" So, is this what happens when you horseback ride all the time?
Hmmm...maybe I need to sign DW up for some riding lessons. Okay. Now we're getting out of control.
Take care.
&
all around - to those who post and especially to all who lurk.
:Lawrence
30 something chat Thurs April 26
.....only to find out, it was....... another friggin' credit card. 
C'mere....Joan says I need to give ya a little smack down! LOL
