Fail in all aspects and areas of my life.
The weekend could never possibly be long enough.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
I have never experienced such fail as the fail that I have experienced this week.
Fail in all aspects and areas of my life.
The weekend could never possibly be long enough.
Fail in all aspects and areas of my life.
The weekend could never possibly be long enough.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Friends in Low Places
I am certain that if you have ever read any of my previous blogs, you are aware of the complete and utter FAIL of the building I work in. We haven't had proper and consistent air conditioning or heat since the great fire alarm debacle of March.
Because I am employed by The Lord, we do not use actual repairmen to fix our problems. We use friends of friends who may have, at one point in time, looked at an air conditioning unit. One of my favorite friend of a friend "repairman" is named Jim* (named changed to protect the innocent). Jim has been out several times to fix our HVAC issues. Jim is missing several teeth, has a fondness of Mt. Dew, and often times smells of body odor.
Jim also has no real clue of how to actually fix a commercial air conditioner. So yesterday when Jim came to my office and declared that the ac for the toddler room was in fact working, I was a bit skeptical. Then he told me that the reason it was so hot in the toddler rooms was because the thermostat in the janitors closet was not kicking on because it was so cold in the closet.
At this point my brain had a minor explosion and I pointed out that the thermostat that controls the toddler rooms is not in the janitors closet, but (wait for it) ... is in the TODDLER ROOM.
So we fought for a good 5 minutes about this at which point I decided that the impending stroke was not worth it and I went back to my office to calm myself.
Jim apparently is not a big fan of the women folk having an opinion and called his boss (who is a board member ie. friend of a friend) and expressed his displeasure with my interference in his genius work. The pastor comes this morning to talk to me and I explain the idiocy that took place yesterday and my displeasure with having to coach the HVAC man how HVAC things worked. I believe the phrase "not in my job description" was used.
So he said that he understood and to let Jim know if he had questions, to call the board member or himself. Novel fucking idea eh?
and that's why it's good to be .....
Me.
Because I am employed by The Lord, we do not use actual repairmen to fix our problems. We use friends of friends who may have, at one point in time, looked at an air conditioning unit. One of my favorite friend of a friend "repairman" is named Jim* (named changed to protect the innocent). Jim has been out several times to fix our HVAC issues. Jim is missing several teeth, has a fondness of Mt. Dew, and often times smells of body odor.
Jim also has no real clue of how to actually fix a commercial air conditioner. So yesterday when Jim came to my office and declared that the ac for the toddler room was in fact working, I was a bit skeptical. Then he told me that the reason it was so hot in the toddler rooms was because the thermostat in the janitors closet was not kicking on because it was so cold in the closet.
At this point my brain had a minor explosion and I pointed out that the thermostat that controls the toddler rooms is not in the janitors closet, but (wait for it) ... is in the TODDLER ROOM.
So we fought for a good 5 minutes about this at which point I decided that the impending stroke was not worth it and I went back to my office to calm myself.
Jim apparently is not a big fan of the women folk having an opinion and called his boss (who is a board member ie. friend of a friend) and expressed his displeasure with my interference in his genius work. The pastor comes this morning to talk to me and I explain the idiocy that took place yesterday and my displeasure with having to coach the HVAC man how HVAC things worked. I believe the phrase "not in my job description" was used.
So he said that he understood and to let Jim know if he had questions, to call the board member or himself. Novel fucking idea eh?
and that's why it's good to be .....
Me.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Breathe Us In, Slowly
So Week One of CPAP usage is in the books. I wish I could say that I am feeling refreshed and lively. I am not. But, it hasn't been AS bad as I thought it would be. My biggest issue is waking up in the middle of the night. If something (cat,dog,husband, ect) wakes me up, I have a very hard time getting back to sleep. Getting the mask to seal perfectly is somewhat of a science and once you start messing around with it you might as well forget about falling right back to sleep.
I have a Resmed Swift mask.
Basically this little nasal pillow fits nicely up to my nostrils and attaches to tubing that goes into the cpap machine.
The tubing connects to the machine which pushes filtered air over a heated humidifier and into my nose. If the humidifier is too warm, it can cause water to pool in the mask, waking you up with something akin to waterboarding.
Other than the sensation of being forcibly drowned and knowing that you look like a cyborg in the bed, it hasn't been too terrible.
Last night was our Preschool Graduation. I am not sure why Preschoolers need a Graduation ceremony, but it seems like a good excuse to hand out portfolios and eat cake. Several of the kids won't be staying for the summer and I will miss them.
Work has been increasingly frustrating. Besides the fact that the air conditioning is STILL NOT WORKING, we have been dealing with a check forgery case, and losing our self payers one by one as the economy has slipped. I know that things will turn around, but I don't like when our numbers are not as high as normal.
And in an ironic tidbit of trivia, 3 years ago today I had my first sinus surgery.
06/06/06
heh.
I have a Resmed Swift mask.
Basically this little nasal pillow fits nicely up to my nostrils and attaches to tubing that goes into the cpap machine.
The tubing connects to the machine which pushes filtered air over a heated humidifier and into my nose. If the humidifier is too warm, it can cause water to pool in the mask, waking you up with something akin to waterboarding.
Other than the sensation of being forcibly drowned and knowing that you look like a cyborg in the bed, it hasn't been too terrible.
Last night was our Preschool Graduation. I am not sure why Preschoolers need a Graduation ceremony, but it seems like a good excuse to hand out portfolios and eat cake. Several of the kids won't be staying for the summer and I will miss them.
Work has been increasingly frustrating. Besides the fact that the air conditioning is STILL NOT WORKING, we have been dealing with a check forgery case, and losing our self payers one by one as the economy has slipped. I know that things will turn around, but I don't like when our numbers are not as high as normal.
And in an ironic tidbit of trivia, 3 years ago today I had my first sinus surgery.
06/06/06
heh.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Why does it say paperjam when there is no paperjam?
Reasons I am not feeling my place of employment right now:
1. Lack of functioning air conditioning
2. The color printer/copier does not print in English. It is some sort of Arabic font.
3. Dead people down the street.
4. Lack of leadership willing to be assertive.
I am fixing to go Office Space on this place.
1. Lack of functioning air conditioning
2. The color printer/copier does not print in English. It is some sort of Arabic font.
3. Dead people down the street.
4. Lack of leadership willing to be assertive.
I am fixing to go Office Space on this place.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I've Seen Enough
The birthday is over. It was a mediocre event made significantly better by some good friends who I happen to work with. Cake, italian food, and a group of 5 year olds singing Happy Birthday made up for everything else.
Yesterday marked the annual field trip to the Columbus Zoo, or as I like to call it "Who Thought This Was a Good Idea?" Trip. The WTTWAGI Trip always seems exciting in the days leading up to the event.
Baby Elephants!
Gorillas!
Manatees!
In reality it is a pointless excursion that involves a very cranky child locked into a stroller, too short to see over the rail at the bears. It also involves going into a food court that apparently feeds the entire population of Franklin County, fighting for a dirty table, standing in line for 58 minutes to get a cold slice of pizza.
And you know what else? The train ride is ALWAYS broke. Never mind the fact that while you were walking up the damn hill to get to the train station you see it running. With people on it. By the time you get to the depot to buy tickets, it is no longer in service. So then, you have to walk down the damn hill, with the kid in the stroller who does not understand why they can't ride the train. The kid who is hot, tired, hungry, and too short to see over the railing.
So, you say, lets stop at the pretzel stand. We will get a pretzel and an ICEE and that will make up for the lack of a functioning train ride through the zoo. So, you stand in line, and of course you are behind "those people". The ones who are only capable of communicating with their children by SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS so loud that the meerkats on the other side of the zoo twist their heads in confusion. By the way, they are out of pretzels.
By this time, the children in strollers are typically in a dark, quiet room, laying on a cot, listening to lullabies for a nice two hour nap. By this time, they don't care about the Baby Elephant, or the train. Their kind parents who have naively volunteered to chaperone a field trip are wondering what the hell they were thinking and how soon can they leave without looking bad.
So, you decide that you have had all the fun you can possibly stand in one day and you make your way to the exit. You wonder how come the car seems SO far away. You barely have time to unstrap the kid from the stroller and strap them into their car seats before they are snoring.
In the midst of it all, you thank the great Flying Spaghetti Monster that no one was lost or stolen, that there is indeed a Starbucks with a drive thru on the way home, and that you didn't get arrested while taking a picture of a misspelled word on the back of a bathroom stall.
All in all a great day.
Yesterday marked the annual field trip to the Columbus Zoo, or as I like to call it "Who Thought This Was a Good Idea?" Trip. The WTTWAGI Trip always seems exciting in the days leading up to the event.
Baby Elephants!
Gorillas!
Manatees!
In reality it is a pointless excursion that involves a very cranky child locked into a stroller, too short to see over the rail at the bears. It also involves going into a food court that apparently feeds the entire population of Franklin County, fighting for a dirty table, standing in line for 58 minutes to get a cold slice of pizza.
And you know what else? The train ride is ALWAYS broke. Never mind the fact that while you were walking up the damn hill to get to the train station you see it running. With people on it. By the time you get to the depot to buy tickets, it is no longer in service. So then, you have to walk down the damn hill, with the kid in the stroller who does not understand why they can't ride the train. The kid who is hot, tired, hungry, and too short to see over the railing.
So, you say, lets stop at the pretzel stand. We will get a pretzel and an ICEE and that will make up for the lack of a functioning train ride through the zoo. So, you stand in line, and of course you are behind "those people". The ones who are only capable of communicating with their children by SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS so loud that the meerkats on the other side of the zoo twist their heads in confusion. By the way, they are out of pretzels.
By this time, the children in strollers are typically in a dark, quiet room, laying on a cot, listening to lullabies for a nice two hour nap. By this time, they don't care about the Baby Elephant, or the train. Their kind parents who have naively volunteered to chaperone a field trip are wondering what the hell they were thinking and how soon can they leave without looking bad.
So, you decide that you have had all the fun you can possibly stand in one day and you make your way to the exit. You wonder how come the car seems SO far away. You barely have time to unstrap the kid from the stroller and strap them into their car seats before they are snoring.
In the midst of it all, you thank the great Flying Spaghetti Monster that no one was lost or stolen, that there is indeed a Starbucks with a drive thru on the way home, and that you didn't get arrested while taking a picture of a misspelled word on the back of a bathroom stall.
All in all a great day.
Monday, May 18, 2009
I'm Afraid of Americans
There is something about the mention of "shaving your soft palate and uvula" that makes a CPAP machine suddenly seem a much more pleasant option.
Went to the ENT today and he told me that even if he did the aforementioned procedures, along with removing my tonsils and adenoids, there was no guarantee that I will see all of my apnea symptoms go away. So, I suppose I will be calling the sleep doctor and telling her that I won't be having surgery and would like (?) to try the CPAP machine.
Last Thursday brought the disturbing news that a man who lived down the road from my school was found murdered in his home. Apparently he had been deceased since Tuesday. There hasn't been much information released, other than the fact that it happened, but I have a hunch that it was drug related. The thing that bothers me (other than people being shot in my general vicinity) is that after the day the incident happens, you don't hear anything more about it. I suppose that is just the nature of the news outlets.
Klaus is doing very well after his surgery on his tail. I am still amazed how resilient he is. Every once in a while he will bump his little nub on something or Lola will nip at it and he will yelp. We are hoping that the hair will grow back quickly, so it won't look so strange.
The Husband and I went to the movie theater this past weekend and saw the Angels and Demons movie. I had already read the book, so I knew how it ended, but I still really enjoyed the movie. Ewan McGregor is one of my favorites and I really want to go to Italy.
My 28th birthday is quickly approaching. I have been out of High School for 10 years. Today, I feel old.
Went to the ENT today and he told me that even if he did the aforementioned procedures, along with removing my tonsils and adenoids, there was no guarantee that I will see all of my apnea symptoms go away. So, I suppose I will be calling the sleep doctor and telling her that I won't be having surgery and would like (?) to try the CPAP machine.
Last Thursday brought the disturbing news that a man who lived down the road from my school was found murdered in his home. Apparently he had been deceased since Tuesday. There hasn't been much information released, other than the fact that it happened, but I have a hunch that it was drug related. The thing that bothers me (other than people being shot in my general vicinity) is that after the day the incident happens, you don't hear anything more about it. I suppose that is just the nature of the news outlets.
Klaus is doing very well after his surgery on his tail. I am still amazed how resilient he is. Every once in a while he will bump his little nub on something or Lola will nip at it and he will yelp. We are hoping that the hair will grow back quickly, so it won't look so strange.
The Husband and I went to the movie theater this past weekend and saw the Angels and Demons movie. I had already read the book, so I knew how it ended, but I still really enjoyed the movie. Ewan McGregor is one of my favorites and I really want to go to Italy.
My 28th birthday is quickly approaching. I have been out of High School for 10 years. Today, I feel old.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Kingdom of Rust
I have been remiss in posting updates. Not sure that anyone has missed them, but at any rate, here is news from the land of Amy.
Dog News: Lola has been doing really well with her current dosage of Pheno. I hope that we continue to be seizure free.
Klaus had surgery last Thursday on his tail. We opted to amputate a large portion of the tail to prevent reinjury.
He has done so well with his recovery, barely bothering at the bandaging at all. We go on the 11th to have the stitches taken out. Hopefully then we will be on the road to a drama free summer.
People News: I had a sleep study done a few weeks ago. Turns out I will be needing another one done to try out a CPAP machine. (This is my sad face) I am very concerned that I will be facing surgery to remove my tonsils and adenoids sooner than later.
Good times.
Dog News: Lola has been doing really well with her current dosage of Pheno. I hope that we continue to be seizure free.
Klaus had surgery last Thursday on his tail. We opted to amputate a large portion of the tail to prevent reinjury.
He has done so well with his recovery, barely bothering at the bandaging at all. We go on the 11th to have the stitches taken out. Hopefully then we will be on the road to a drama free summer.
People News: I had a sleep study done a few weeks ago. Turns out I will be needing another one done to try out a CPAP machine. (This is my sad face) I am very concerned that I will be facing surgery to remove my tonsils and adenoids sooner than later.
Good times.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Mad World
Another rainy spring day in Ohio.
I miss the sun!
I am hoping by the time summer gets here we will all be in better shape and we can get out and enjoy the sunshine and warmth.
Klaus is going to be having laser surgery to remove the part of his tail that was damaged. We are trying to decide if we want to do a total amputation or just remove the damaged part. My main concern is, if we leave part of the tail, is he going to injure it again?
We aren't really worried about the aesthetic issue, we have already decided that we will just tell people he is part Rottweiler. The main concern is that he is no longer dealing with a nasty, oozing tippy tail that sprays blood all over the walls when he whacks into them with no apparent concern that he is hurting himself.
So, in a few weeks we will be scheduling his tail-ectomey.
In German Shepherd news, the current dosage of Pheno looks to be working well for Lola. She hasn't had any episodes for about a week now. However, I can't get the specific dosage at the vet office, so they had to write me a prescription for it. I took it to Giant Eagle and they only looked mildly concerned that I had a daughter named Lola who was on 100mg of Phenobarbital twice a day.
In work news, we have had a run of unfortunate incidents lately.
*Creepy Bathroom Guy (who we haven't seen for a couple of weeks)
*A parents car got broken into while she was dropping off her child (don't leave your purse sitting in your car whilst you are not in it)
*A woman was shot in the face while following suspected burglars on the road in front of our school
I do not, in the words of Dr. B. "work in the ghetto"
But, my anxiety of being responsible for the safety of 70 some children rises with each seemingly random episode.
We have made some upgrades to our security system, including a camera placed at the entrance.
Security Gnome may prove to be more effective than ADT
I miss the sun!
I am hoping by the time summer gets here we will all be in better shape and we can get out and enjoy the sunshine and warmth.
Klaus is going to be having laser surgery to remove the part of his tail that was damaged. We are trying to decide if we want to do a total amputation or just remove the damaged part. My main concern is, if we leave part of the tail, is he going to injure it again?
We aren't really worried about the aesthetic issue, we have already decided that we will just tell people he is part Rottweiler. The main concern is that he is no longer dealing with a nasty, oozing tippy tail that sprays blood all over the walls when he whacks into them with no apparent concern that he is hurting himself.
So, in a few weeks we will be scheduling his tail-ectomey.
In German Shepherd news, the current dosage of Pheno looks to be working well for Lola. She hasn't had any episodes for about a week now. However, I can't get the specific dosage at the vet office, so they had to write me a prescription for it. I took it to Giant Eagle and they only looked mildly concerned that I had a daughter named Lola who was on 100mg of Phenobarbital twice a day.
In work news, we have had a run of unfortunate incidents lately.
*Creepy Bathroom Guy (who we haven't seen for a couple of weeks)
*A parents car got broken into while she was dropping off her child (don't leave your purse sitting in your car whilst you are not in it)
*A woman was shot in the face while following suspected burglars on the road in front of our school
I do not, in the words of Dr. B. "work in the ghetto"
But, my anxiety of being responsible for the safety of 70 some children rises with each seemingly random episode.
We have made some upgrades to our security system, including a camera placed at the entrance.
Security Gnome may prove to be more effective than ADT
Monday, April 6, 2009
It Doesn't Remind Me Of Anything
Serious questions this afternoon.
Should the weather really have such a negative affect on me?
Should I let the insipid, gnawing worry take over my brain?
I think I am smarter than all of this. But I have still spent the day in an incredible funk.
Maybe instead of sleeping through the weekend I should go out and do something.
We will see. I have to make it 4 more days before I can think about weekend plans.
Hopefully 4 days that don't include dog related illness or emergency. Or work related stupidity (ha). Maybe I will go home and clean tonight. That might make me feel like I have accomplished something.
And Now For Something Completely Different...
In my quest to constantly pick out things that are misspelled ... I caught this gem hanging from the door of the Pre-K room.
Not sure how this made it past quality control, or the cashiers at Michael's craft shop, or past the teachers at school, but I am pretty sure this may be one of the best finds of mine so far.
But nothing will beat the Child Medical Statement from the Ohio Department of Jobs and Family Services being sent to every child care in the state with the word Influenza spelled Ifluenza.
J told me I was silly for calling the state to let them know that there was a typo on one of their official forms. But I did it anyway. Apparently I was the only one who cared enough to call and let them know.
I wish there was some sort of prize for this shit.
Should the weather really have such a negative affect on me?
Should I let the insipid, gnawing worry take over my brain?
I think I am smarter than all of this. But I have still spent the day in an incredible funk.
Maybe instead of sleeping through the weekend I should go out and do something.
We will see. I have to make it 4 more days before I can think about weekend plans.
Hopefully 4 days that don't include dog related illness or emergency. Or work related stupidity (ha). Maybe I will go home and clean tonight. That might make me feel like I have accomplished something.
And Now For Something Completely Different...
In my quest to constantly pick out things that are misspelled ... I caught this gem hanging from the door of the Pre-K room.
Not sure how this made it past quality control, or the cashiers at Michael's craft shop, or past the teachers at school, but I am pretty sure this may be one of the best finds of mine so far.
But nothing will beat the Child Medical Statement from the Ohio Department of Jobs and Family Services being sent to every child care in the state with the word Influenza spelled Ifluenza.
J told me I was silly for calling the state to let them know that there was a typo on one of their official forms. But I did it anyway. Apparently I was the only one who cared enough to call and let them know.
I wish there was some sort of prize for this shit.
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