Are the Stars Out Tonight?

"Are the stars out tonight,
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright,
because I only have eyes for you...dear.."

Not much happening, just felt like singing.
As for clouds? Yes. We had a whomper
of a thunderstorm here tonight.
The heat and humidity were jungle like
and we are not in the tropics.
I did not get a chance to share in
Mother nature's performance because
I was at work.
It would have been superb to have been
able to hear the thunder rumble and listen to the winds howl.
Instead it was the usual chaos of people
who do dumb things during a storm.
(like standing in front of big glass doors
with straight line winds and a possible
tornado. Can someone say BAA? BAAA!)


We all survived needless to say.
And I am ending my day singing
about stars and someone special,
whoever they might someday be.


hugs and g'nite
k

Not too much

There has not been too much going on this week, hence the no blogs here. Just work, some overtime, and trying to get chores done at home. We were busy as ever tonight, it does not seem to me that we have been affected by the opening of the new casino in Maryland, at least not yet. They do not have table games at this point and are completely non-smoking. Right now we offer both, with an increased amount of non-smoking areas.


The band tonight played hits from the 80's and doing a very good job of it, as the dance floor was packed.  It was busy but I had a good shift., a couple of reports, a lot of walking, pretty much a typical Saturday night.


I must have been having a good hair day. I think I can count 3 shoulder rubs today, and several remarks. (funny, my mirror did not tell me I was leaning towards hot cougar today, but apparently I must have been throwing out invisible vibes unbeknownst to me.) It was good for my ego, everybody needs a day like that now and then to remind them that they are not dead and still can shake their booty, lol.


Yeah, my mind has been straying lately towards hopefully at the very least finding a male friend to go out with every so often. (maybe because my other problems have been decreasing.) Problem is who? Umm..not that married man...um..I know that one has issues..and that one thinks he is God's gift to all women...geez. I am picky, so I might just have to lower my standards to just hang out. I do not want a serious relationship, not now, and perhaps never again. But I would not mind being treated well by a guy again, and today showed that it might be possible. That is if I can keep my wall strong, the one that keeps me from being hurt again.


Hope your work week begins and ends on a high note,
k

sweating in the garage

For the old timers, I'm sure you have heard the expression, "Sweating to the Oldies", an exercise regimen from previous years courtesy of Richard Simmons. (who??). Today I spent sweating in the garage, on reports and other sundry. It was beastly out, high humidity near 90 degrees.  Now....add a suit jacket..and you have found me. My first report occurred as the shift started. I was out there a second time for a set of lost keys. Good Grief! I needed a shower before I was half way through my workday. Humidity and my uniform do not get along. ( not even mentioning the hair explosion. My hair, as it has gotten longer is curly..don't ask me why, I don't know.)

After work I had laundry to do, since this was an extra day. Two washing machines down made me bug bait for an extended period of time. The damn bugs seem worse this year than last, not sure why, maybe the perfect storm of moisture and heat. I hate bugs, and I am sure they do not like me. bugs, Bugs, BUGS!!
I open the door and Gilligan has something to play with for a few minutes...lol.

But I survived, to live and swat another day.

grrrr..k

Invisible amour and a day to smile about

I had plans for my day that required suiting up in my invisible Avenger outfit and making some needed calls to the bureaucracies that run our lives. I grabbed my unseen sword and started dialing. First call was wading through the red tape over a forced prescription service tied up with my health insurance. Smilingly polite with my sword hidden behind my back I spoke with one rep after another until (hopefully!) the error was corrected. 


Next call? The dreaded evil taxation department which had been causing havoc with life for over a year now. A poisoned letter had been received on Saturday night,--the night I called for my Uzi--and I had a cool down period of 48 hours before I trusted myself to enter the fray without swinging my sword wildly in anger and stabbing myself with my own temper. I very politely inquired as to why I seemed to be back at square one in my fight to correct back taxes. The government rep replied  " I show a balance of zero." I said " Beg your pardon Mam, what did you say?" She repeated. I sort of floundered, seeing as how I was geared to fight and the fight had disappeared. I did say " I do not want to shirk my responsibilities Mam, are you sure it says zero and I won't get another letter or levy?" She volunteered to fax my payroll at work to end the levy.


I told her....
   " I love you!"
LMAO...she said " Well! That's great, most of my calls don't end this way."


So, long story short..the debt to the state of WV seems to have been corrected.( By an Angel of Mercy or a sort of miracle!) After me proving that I did not live here since birth. That was a pile of red tape and another day of past battle. Me? I did a happy dance for 1/2 of my day. I am still leery that some other pencil pusher will be sending another threatening letter, after all, there have been many since my new start in life. I will believe it's over when I don't get any more contact from them. I do plan a day of fun for me before I tackle the next battle and it's ensuing paperwork. I will owe the IRS $30 a month until I am incapable of writing a check anymore....somewhere around my 90th birthday, lol. Unless of course another miracle comes my way. I am ever hopeful.


All in all it was a great day off. I even treated myself to a few new wardrobe items, something I have not done in well over a year. Tomorrow is an overtime day...there are still bills to pay, but I can smile while I do that needed time knowing I have won one battle. Will I win the war? Time will tell.


Hugs to all,
k
ps: By the way, in Gaelic my name means "Warrior Maiden."

If I only had an Uzi...

Yes..going postal here. Nothing pretty about it either. I have not been this angry in a very long time. Some pencil pushing asshole in the WV taxation department has pushed me back to square one. This is after I jumped through their hoops, rushed around getting statements, paid past due to VA.....I opened that mail tonight and out came a torrent of profanity that would make a sailor cringe. I am quite fed up and it is a good thing that I have 24 hours before I can contact them. Otherwise I would probably shoot myself in the foot by losing the rest of my temper over the phone.

The bankruptcy has been paid for. That is my next mountain of paperwork to weed through, but that is a good thing. Right now I am in the mood to say screw them all and move to another state. Not VA or WV that is for sure, I believe I have had enough of them both.

You know I likely won't since I have a lease, and that would just be more trouble, but damn...the urge to flee is high right now. It really disturbs me that I can do everything right and still get screwed because they are idiots in Charleston. How can one act of kindness to prevent someone else from sinking ride my ass for years afterwards? Yes, I do sometimes wish for a time machine set in reverse.

Ok, rant over. Sigh....I think my neighbors probably were thinking " what the hell??! She never makes noise. Wonder if we should call the cops?" The air was blue for about 10 minutes.

k

First Step, a road trip

The first step towards filing for bankruptcy has been taken. It required a road-trip, which was actually quite delightful. I traveled in a direction not previously taken.( intrepid explorer me-heh heh)  Bright orange tiger lilies and pink, white and purple wildflowers dotted the roadside. Reaching the top of the roller coaster ride I was gifted with views of Mountain vistas,a Blue Ridge postcard.  Definitely mountain driving, wrapping around and going up and then down, made me wish for German engineering, lol..an Audi would have been nice. But my Joker took it all in stride, and I believe that a stick shift works better on hilly terrain than an automatic would have.


Traveling further into West Virginia you leave the world  of Urban behind. Even good sized towns like Romney don't share the look of life closer to major interstates. Kind of like stepping back in time to what towns used to be like. I spied a few places I would have liked to have visited, but my appointment was later in the day and the sidewalks were being rolled up as I was leaving. Their work day was over, they were going home to their families. Kind of nice to see in these days of 24 hour convenience.


I have a great deal of paperwork to carve my way through, almost as bad as the Lottery license packet. Sigh...I am beginning to think that the second half of my life is all about paperwork...there seems to be a trend.
But I have to clean this mess up, and it's the only way to do that.


In other news the fire out west is too close to my Dad's place, and it's making me anxious for them. I have been reassured that it's 20 miles away, but for me that is still way too close for my peace of mind. Prayers and positive thoughts are winging their way to Loveland, CO. I think since I seem to have brought rain to them on my last visit that maybe I should visit more often. ;-)


Have a good Tuesday all,
k

Things to do before I sleep

Well, yes, there are a lot of things I need to do before I sleep. Today will be a busy day off,  because as usual there are not enough hours in the day when I am not at work. I have a road trip of sorts to Romney, WV.  It is of course the continued battle of my finances for the second year running...and this time I hope to be one step closer to being free of that looming debt.

 Free to start over with a clean slate. That sounds so good. I hope it will become my reality. I have been doing everything in my power to fix what was broken after Jan.2011 and the dumping. It has taken over a year...and I feel that I have made real progress.

Crossing fingers and toes that today goes well.

k

Who wants to Live Forever?

I am just in a Freddy Mercury kind of  mood, and this song is so beautiful. It was used in the film the "Highlander", an immortal man, who lovess and loses his love because she was not immortal. Watching her grow old while he remained forever young.  Any human he let into his heart would eventually leave him.

If we outlive those that we love...will we be happy without them in our lives? Time seems so short. Each moment precious. Each touch, each kiss, each smile something to treasure forever. In our journey through life we need to savor those moments,  collect them and hold them close. Memories are all we have when we no longer can be with the ones we love.. Live forever? As fantastic as it may sound, not something to wish for.

For all those who I have lost, those who have already moved on...I look forward to seeing you again someday. In my heart you remain, memories, each one precious and guarded with my soul. We will be together again someday.

k

Who wants to live forever?
Queen

*sorry about the commercial, wait a few seconds, it will be gone. This one was the highest quality.

Mixed Blessing

If  you have been following this blog you know that my work life was in the process of change. You also know how I felt about how I might get there, meaning who got hurt with my promotion,  Tonight the issue was resolved, and though it slows things down for me I am quite happy.

I got one of those 2 sided questions " Do you want the good news or bad news first?" Since I like to savor good news I replied " bad news first." The bad news is I am back to what I was doing being a regular Dual Rate supervisor for a while. The good news was worth the set back, I would not be replacing someone who we all clearly loved and admired. In no way did I feel good about raising myself up by losing Rocket man.
He is the heart of Swing shift, everyone loves him. It was his temper that started the ball rolling down hill.

After I was told the news I ran into him, gave him a great big hug and told him how glad I was to hear the news. I meant every bit of it too. I see no honor in moving up by stepping into a friend's shoes. I would like to be considered for merit and not just availability.

I was told that my helping out when I was asked to was a good thing. I'd like to think keeping him on was a much better decision for the whole team. So yes, right now I am quite happy to wait for an honest and warranted opening to move up in my future.

hugs and g'nite
k