So I got promoted this week to manager (nee research analyst). My boss sent out an email announcing it, and said some very nice things about me. Co-workers, too, were very positive and congratulatory.
It's weird because I didn't see it coming, and am totally stoked about it but still a bit nervous cuz I've had some horrendously bad managers in the past and holy crap I want to avoid doing what they did!
That said, my current boss is really an excellent manager, and so if I can learn from him then I think I'll be in pretty decent shape.
Other updates:
* Got my hair cut short again (cute!)
* Going back to DC for a few meetings next week (yay!)
* President Obama
* Discovered a fun site called Geekologie.com (Note: adult and potentially offensive content on that site, read with healthy funny bone)
* Really digging on this bass thing, hoping we can play a party or gig soon
Off to give sauteeing squash a go for the first time. If I can't get it to be tasty with butter and salt, I'll never like it.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
A decade ago
A decade ago I found myself attracted to this guy who was nothing like what I was looking for.
He kissed me... then sent me home.
I've been obsessed ever since.
He makes me laugh more than I thought possible.
10 years on, and I know there are so many more suprises awaiting us.
It feels like the blessing of a lifetime to have as my partner such an amazing friend.
He kissed me... then sent me home.
I've been obsessed ever since.
He makes me laugh more than I thought possible.
10 years on, and I know there are so many more suprises awaiting us.
It feels like the blessing of a lifetime to have as my partner such an amazing friend.
Monday, January 5, 2009
13 fingers
Working from home today.
Kinda punchy, maybe there's not enough air in my little office... I got it in my head that I have 13 fingers, and Paul suggested I name them.
So, here you go: (Best when read alound, there is a rhythm to the names)
tee hee
Kinda punchy, maybe there's not enough air in my little office... I got it in my head that I have 13 fingers, and Paul suggested I name them.
So, here you go: (Best when read alound, there is a rhythm to the names)
Grumpy, Picky, Pointy, Flicky, Bendy, Plucky, Dippy, Sucky, Grippy, Scratchy, Slippy, Catchy, and Broke.
tee hee
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
All I Want for Christmas - Reprised
At the risk of seeming greedy, I very recently realized that I had one more item for my Christmas list: To be in Seattle with Paul for Christmas. And I am thankful indeed that this wish will come true!
You see, we went for a short 2.5 day visit to see our friends in Sacramento over the weekend. As we were leaving, Seattle was getting a big blanket of snow. In our absence, Seattle enough snow to shut down the airport and cancel our flight. Our return was scheduled for Tuesday afternoon, but I certainly didn't feel confident that the flight would actually go. Then, Paul and I both got nasty headcolds.
We finally made it to Seattle and immediately went to the store, since we heard more bad weather was on the way - just getting throught he checkout line took 55 minutes because the cashiers appeared to be untrained seasonal help rather than people of average intelligence who could figure out the cost of a bunch of grapes. Seriously, our ice cream melted while waiting behind only 5 customers.
Then it took about 40 minutes to make it the last 40 yards of our street, but we finally slid/rolled our way into the driveway a little after 10 pm.
Lastly, this all also means that we won't be able to drive down to my parents' ranch for xmas this year - I'm really bummed about it, but can't risk being stranded again (on the way down OR back), and I'm positive my family doesn't need our headcolds. ["Merry Christmas, We got you a little something!"]
So, that's a lot of complaining, and while I generally try to stay positive, sometimes things just go crappy for a bit.
But now that's all out of the way, I can also say this:
Take care, stay warm, and I hope you are exactly where you want to be this year.
You see, we went for a short 2.5 day visit to see our friends in Sacramento over the weekend. As we were leaving, Seattle was getting a big blanket of snow. In our absence, Seattle enough snow to shut down the airport and cancel our flight. Our return was scheduled for Tuesday afternoon, but I certainly didn't feel confident that the flight would actually go. Then, Paul and I both got nasty headcolds.
We finally made it to Seattle and immediately went to the store, since we heard more bad weather was on the way - just getting throught he checkout line took 55 minutes because the cashiers appeared to be untrained seasonal help rather than people of average intelligence who could figure out the cost of a bunch of grapes. Seriously, our ice cream melted while waiting behind only 5 customers.
Then it took about 40 minutes to make it the last 40 yards of our street, but we finally slid/rolled our way into the driveway a little after 10 pm.
Lastly, this all also means that we won't be able to drive down to my parents' ranch for xmas this year - I'm really bummed about it, but can't risk being stranded again (on the way down OR back), and I'm positive my family doesn't need our headcolds. ["Merry Christmas, We got you a little something!"]
So, that's a lot of complaining, and while I generally try to stay positive, sometimes things just go crappy for a bit.
But now that's all out of the way, I can also say this:
* Our house, yard, and neighborhood covered in snow are SO pretty!
* I LOVE being home with Paul
* Seeing our friends in Sac was a wonderful treat, and very affirming
* The game Killer Bunnies is a blast
* I miss California
* I especially miss my family at the holidays
* Building a fire on a cold wintery morning while it's snowing outside and I have nowhere to go is like a gift of time from the universe.
* Colds come and go, but cookies always taste good
* Artificial xmas trees are much nicer than I would have guessed
* The fact that any airline employee can deal with delayed passengers for days and still be nice may just be evidence of a higher being
* Cakewrecks.blogspot.com is still one of the funniest things I've seen
* I am thankful to & for more people than I can ever hope to personally acknowledge
Take care, stay warm, and I hope you are exactly where you want to be this year.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Australia, Underpants, and Being an Unwilling Witness
Saw the movie "Australia" a couple weeks ago, and was that a 4-hour long steaming pile of cliches. In fact, it would probably have been a delightful movie with a couple small tweaks: 1) having a storyline that wasn't 5 different storylines of indeterminate relevance, 2) if it had no sound. Lots of interesting pictures, but very little need to hear the dialogue.
While leaving the theater, I got to thinking about what kind of incomprehensible tripe would be in a movie called America - does make one shudder.
While away on a recent trip, Paul said that (as an example of how discombobulated he is without me) he'd gone to work one day with his underwear not only on inside out, but also backwards.
Still makes me laugh. He's awesome.
This last weekend we had some snow, and so Sunday morning I got up and went for a walk for about an hour, to assess how bad things were. I spent about 20 minutes at the top of a long, curvy, steep hill, watching car after car make a slow approach and then inevitably lock up all 4 tires and go coasting towards unavoidable collision with the next vehicle. Fortunately, no one *actually* collided when I was there, I think they managed to save all those reindeer games for the bottom of the hill. Thankfully I didn't have to be present for any stupid police witness statements, cuz it would have been something like: "They were all idiots, anyone without a lobotomy would have known this was NOT the street to drive when covered in ice."
Paul and I went back about 5 hours later just to see what the conditions were like, and the city had closed the street and erected signs to that effect.
On an icy Sunday afternoon. You KNOW that if you get the city to go out on icy roads and put up signs Sunday afternoon that there must have been some really exciting car sculptures at the bottom of that street.
Got to work from home Monday - the commute ROCKED! :-)
And, for the record, this is sooooooo sweet, I'm just psyched such unadulterated happiness exists:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcT4paZfflg
While leaving the theater, I got to thinking about what kind of incomprehensible tripe would be in a movie called America - does make one shudder.
While away on a recent trip, Paul said that (as an example of how discombobulated he is without me) he'd gone to work one day with his underwear not only on inside out, but also backwards.
Still makes me laugh. He's awesome.
This last weekend we had some snow, and so Sunday morning I got up and went for a walk for about an hour, to assess how bad things were. I spent about 20 minutes at the top of a long, curvy, steep hill, watching car after car make a slow approach and then inevitably lock up all 4 tires and go coasting towards unavoidable collision with the next vehicle. Fortunately, no one *actually* collided when I was there, I think they managed to save all those reindeer games for the bottom of the hill. Thankfully I didn't have to be present for any stupid police witness statements, cuz it would have been something like: "They were all idiots, anyone without a lobotomy would have known this was NOT the street to drive when covered in ice."
Paul and I went back about 5 hours later just to see what the conditions were like, and the city had closed the street and erected signs to that effect.
On an icy Sunday afternoon. You KNOW that if you get the city to go out on icy roads and put up signs Sunday afternoon that there must have been some really exciting car sculptures at the bottom of that street.
Got to work from home Monday - the commute ROCKED! :-)
And, for the record, this is sooooooo sweet, I'm just psyched such unadulterated happiness exists:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcT4paZfflg
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