If there is a governmental organization that I despise, it would be the DMV. They suck big time and the information the DMV employees tell you is not the same at even the same branch!
I despise it so much that if I don't think I will talk about my encounter there as it just brings back bad memories and boiling blood in me.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
9 to 5
It's time. I am ready to look for a new 9 to 5. After many months of going back and forth, contemplating on this and that, I have decided I am ready to move on. Now it's a matter of finding another 9 to 5. I'll bet it's going to take several months as well to find something, especially in this current economy. Boo.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Random Thinking
Gosh, I am on a roll tonight.
I want to see Flash of Genius. It's the movie about that guy who created the windsheild wiper and how Ford wanted to steal his creation and call it their own. Sounds interesting....
I want to see Flash of Genius. It's the movie about that guy who created the windsheild wiper and how Ford wanted to steal his creation and call it their own. Sounds interesting....
Furbabies
It's time to introduce my furbabies. I have six dogs. (It's amazing when I tell people I have six dogs - the shock on their faces can still amaze me.) I am not sure why some people are so shocked that I have six dogs. Is it because it doesn't seem to be possible in today's society to have more than, say, three or four pets? Is that the same shock that people get when a couple has more than the "social norm" of say three or four kids? Yikes, I digress.
Anyway, I have to provide a little bit of history on my six dogs. They are a family. What does that mean? It means I have daddy, mommy and their four kids. You see....at one point in my life, I had this brilliant master plan that I could breed and make money off of my pets. (Shock factor again for some people.) Yes, yes, I really wanted to make money on my pets. Hey, they have to earn their keep too! :P There should be a purpose for every creature on this Earth! Oops...by the way, my dogs are daschund breed. That's the weiner dog for those who do not know the term "daschund." Yes, yes, it's those little hot dogs with the long bodies, short stubbly legs and floppy ears.
Many moons ago, I bought daddy doggie from somewhere out in the boonies like Hemet or Riverside. Then mommy doggie was given to us by our previous gardener. Mommy doggie happened to be the same breed as daddy doggie. After about two years of cohabitating, they had puppies on the night of September 12, 2003.
I was estastic! They had four puppies! Oh the good old days when the kids were puppies and how cute they were! Of course, they grew up and I decided to keep them all. I also decided I was not breeding material. After seeing them grow in front my very eyes, I just did not have the heart to sell or give them away. Of course I had many inquiries but I just could not part ways with the puppies. The other problem was that the people who were asking...basically, I did not see that they were fit to own pets. (Sighed) I really should not be the judge of that because I really am not that great of a pet owner as well. Do I hear double standards? Maybe but oh well....they are my dogs! :P
So in the next few weeks, I will slowly introduce my six furbabies and their personalities. Yes, really, personalities.
Anyway, I have to provide a little bit of history on my six dogs. They are a family. What does that mean? It means I have daddy, mommy and their four kids. You see....at one point in my life, I had this brilliant master plan that I could breed and make money off of my pets. (Shock factor again for some people.) Yes, yes, I really wanted to make money on my pets. Hey, they have to earn their keep too! :P There should be a purpose for every creature on this Earth! Oops...by the way, my dogs are daschund breed. That's the weiner dog for those who do not know the term "daschund." Yes, yes, it's those little hot dogs with the long bodies, short stubbly legs and floppy ears.
Many moons ago, I bought daddy doggie from somewhere out in the boonies like Hemet or Riverside. Then mommy doggie was given to us by our previous gardener. Mommy doggie happened to be the same breed as daddy doggie. After about two years of cohabitating, they had puppies on the night of September 12, 2003.
I was estastic! They had four puppies! Oh the good old days when the kids were puppies and how cute they were! Of course, they grew up and I decided to keep them all. I also decided I was not breeding material. After seeing them grow in front my very eyes, I just did not have the heart to sell or give them away. Of course I had many inquiries but I just could not part ways with the puppies. The other problem was that the people who were asking...basically, I did not see that they were fit to own pets. (Sighed) I really should not be the judge of that because I really am not that great of a pet owner as well. Do I hear double standards? Maybe but oh well....they are my dogs! :P
So in the next few weeks, I will slowly introduce my six furbabies and their personalities. Yes, really, personalities.
Year old cake. Yeah or Nay?
I never got a chance to blog about our wedding cake so here goes...
At exactly one year and three months after our wedding, I realized I had a piece of our wedding cake frozen in the freezer. Needless to say, I was not expecting the cake to taste its best so why did I bother to save a piece of the cake? Well...I guess it's partly tradition. I remembered thinking to myself that I did not want to save the top layer of our wedding cake because...frankly, a year old cake has seen better days but a part of me wanted to see exactly how bad the cake would taste. Weird I know.
So on that day, I told the husband, "Oh, oh, we still have a piece of our wedding cake in the freezer!" I gleefully took the cake out of the freezer and left it in the frig to thaw. After a few hours, I took the cake out and took a picture of the cake and then..........I digged my fork into that more than a year old cake.
Um, yuck! Not very tasty at all. The cake was slightly wet from thawing. The filling was mushy. The cream was refrigerator hard. I had the husband try a piece and he didn't have much to comment. After those two bites, I toss the cake in the trash. So much for tradition....
Who came up with this lame-ass tradition anyway??? It's terrible!
At exactly one year and three months after our wedding, I realized I had a piece of our wedding cake frozen in the freezer. Needless to say, I was not expecting the cake to taste its best so why did I bother to save a piece of the cake? Well...I guess it's partly tradition. I remembered thinking to myself that I did not want to save the top layer of our wedding cake because...frankly, a year old cake has seen better days but a part of me wanted to see exactly how bad the cake would taste. Weird I know.
So on that day, I told the husband, "Oh, oh, we still have a piece of our wedding cake in the freezer!" I gleefully took the cake out of the freezer and left it in the frig to thaw. After a few hours, I took the cake out and took a picture of the cake and then..........I digged my fork into that more than a year old cake.
Um, yuck! Not very tasty at all. The cake was slightly wet from thawing. The filling was mushy. The cream was refrigerator hard. I had the husband try a piece and he didn't have much to comment. After those two bites, I toss the cake in the trash. So much for tradition....
Who came up with this lame-ass tradition anyway??? It's terrible!
Inspiration
After many months of stagnation, I have finally put some thought in putting together our parents' albums. Yes, I know I still need to work on our wedding video! :P Patience, patience!
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