they pee in my garage

my neighbor's dogs.. not the neighbors themselves. well, the black and tan dog appears to be getting used to daisy. i think he is actually a big fraidy cat who just barks a lot. when we go out he comes over to see what is up and to say hi. then, when she goes to sniff his butt and say hi, he gets scared and pees. i've seen it several times. i think he needs a puppy therapist to deal with his issues. you know daisy is scary enough to cause another dog to pee...

waste fraud and abuse

i work for the government. waste fraud and abuse are rampant. today i was a part of it. so far i've spent 45 minutes on the phone (most of it on hold) with tech support for gateway. i'm having a pc problem. our it guy told me to call tech support for the computer becuase i think a part needs to get swapped out. so, instead of the it guy calling in, an engineer is being charged to a project for an hour plus to sit on hold and get nothing done. you know that they are trying to streamline the it process and this is how it is being done.... one it guy for 150 people... obviously this does not encourage waste, fraud, or abuse. i'm about ready to just hang up for today.

word of the day: sausage wallet

i haven't posted much lately. now that i'm a working woman, i feel like i don't have nearly enough time in my day. i feel like i get up in the morning, go to work, come home, walk the dog, fix dinner, clean the kitchen and go to bed. thank goodness i took two weeks off to move in, otherwise i wouldn't be able to get my stuff unpackd...

today i was supposed to get a call from the plumber telling me he was at the house. the pipes in the master bath seem to be having problems. they are making bad noises and producing air bubbles. when the shower is running air bubbles appear in the toilet. likewsie for the sink. The good nes that goes with this is that i decided to shower in the hall bath. i don't know why i would ever not shower there. it i some GREAT water pressure! hopefully they wil call tomorrow.

right now i've got to admit my guilty pleasure: the girls next door. it is on rght now, and i love to hear these girls talk. they are so funny. their lifes are so unreal that i actually enjoy it. this episode involved the renaissance fair. we learned something new; the elizabethan word for ho is sausage-wallet!

daisy dogg had another incident htis morning. she was out in the front yard. the bad doggs were out. the black and tan one started plaing with her. he is still a bit of a puppy too, and all he des is bark. i think they became friends this morning. then his sister the tan dog ame over and bit daisy for no reason. then the little black and white one started running circles, barking, growling, and nipping. of course, daisy didn't want to walk into the house since she doesn't know what to do when the gang up on her. i ned to get up on this whole fence thing. the good news is that this evening when we got home from our walk they all came up as usual. the black and white one started being all bad ass again, and black and tan actually started barking and chasing him away. i think we are making progress

not to much else to report. i just need to get the kitchen clean so i can get some sleep. this weekend i need to us the extra day to get some work done around the house.

Murder at Union Station

Last weekend i finished another book

no. 5

title: murder at union station

author: margaret truman

this was a light-ish read. margaret truman is the daughter of former presdient harry s. truman. she is the author of a series of murder mysteries taking place in d.c. this one was like the 20th one. some of the books have been great, some have been not so great. this one was ok. i give it a 3 out of 5 stars. this one dealt with corruption in high dc offices as well as the everyday life of dc. it brings in a series of scenes that take place at union station (a cool place to visit). several of the characters are reappearing, and i've loved their books in the past, but they were not the main part of the storyline here, which made me sad. the ending picked up a bit fast and it left me wanting a little more explanation.

where's the beef?

so i wound up at happy our tonight with a few friends. tom, erin, jeff, jennifer and i hung out at the loft after work. somehow i sort of enjoy the loft. it is pretty nice, and itis not very uppity unless you want to be uppity. on the way home i drove by the wendy's. it did remind me... although i haven't actually been yet, it is nice to live in a land that has a wendy's.

i also was called miss jersey by a coworker this morning. he is new since i left for school. he seems like a nice guy - the type who would be ver respectful. but, i'm only like 5 days older than him - definitely not old enough to deserve ma''aming or the title miss. hoepfully it was liking my last name (it is loveable). the other acceptable alternative - he thinks i deserve respect because all he knows about me is that i just got back from phd'ing - so he thinks i must have much more age/experience and actually deserve some sort of respect. hate to break it to ya buddy - i'm not even 30 (yet).

yay!!!

i now have an oven!!! the man came out and fixed it this afernoon. i look forwd to actually being ale to cook!

double yay!!!

billy bob, dancing king on the tellureen

in the spirit of birthdays, i devote this post to my dad, bill. yesterday was his birthday ( i am behind on my blogging). he is starting to put on the years, as this was the big 5-5. obviously he is too young to have a daughter as old as me. my dad is a life long illinoisan. with the exception of a couple of years in college he has lived his entire life in the chicago suburbs. he actually grew up in oak park, just up the street from one of the frank lloyd wright homes.

i am very proud of my dad. for financial reasons he was unable to complete college. when i look at how far he has come in life and everything he has accomplished despite this setback, it amazes me. how far he has progressed in life has always been an example of what you can get if you are willing to work for it. now-a-days dad works for a bank in downtown chicago. i think it is chase manhattan, although i might be wrong. the way these banks are constantly buying one another out, i never really know who he works for. likewise, i never really know what he does. what i can tell you is that they ahve been filming the new batman movie accross the street from his offfice. as a result, he brought in a big blowup batman to put in their window. and people wonder how i turned out to be such a dork????

you ask, why is your dad a dancing king? he LOVES to dance. he is the best wedding date ever. he is out there dancing every dance that a middle aged man should be dancing (he avoids the hip hop for some reason). But, he is can get out there and swing with the divorcees or he can polka away the night with his daughters. In fact, in his slightly younger years i even remember seeing him go do the russian dance wehre you jump up in the air and do the splits.
despite being a hard worker, and a crazy dancer, my dad knows how to have fun. or, at least he knows how to be a smart-ass (once again, we wonder where i get that from?). one time we were eating dinner as a family. i must have been somewhere around 5th grade. my mom was lecturing one, or all, of us kids on table manners. as usual, someone had been playing with their food. about the same time that she finished her verbal whipping with the wet noodle dad decided to get some seconds. he took two slices of cucumbers. he then proceded to eat the middle, seeded parts and put the outsides over his eyes like a set of glasses. what a dork! how my mom didn't kill him that night, i'm not sure. :-)

on that note, i say happy belated birthday billy boy.