To Grandfathers House She Goes - The Prequel

 Happy Saturday.  Mine, well I woke up to at least 6 inches of snow, it's still falling, and I'm on my way to hunt down mother nature and have a little "chat" with her.  Wish me luck. Saturday Centus time.  I love this.  Dear Jenny this week, felt it in her heart to give us a "normal" prompt.  Thanks Jenny.  Because I've wanted to continue the "To Grandfathers House She Goes" saga.  If you want to refresh your memory, here is Part One.  As always the prompt will be in blue. As the ATM machine began dispensing twenties, Roger couldn’t help but wonder how much longer he would have to pay for his mistake. Thank goodness there was the trust fund he could draw from everyday and no one would be the wiser.

He would never forget the day the first letter arrived. “If you do not pay me $5000.00 a month, I will tell the world what you did to me!”

He had been a fool. Overcome by her beauty, he would learn how vindictive she could be.

“You will soon become a father, and I am not ready for motherhood”, she wrote. “what I propose....."


There I go again.  Leaving you hanging.  It's my plan, to keep you coming back for more.  That is, if Jenny keeps giving me prompts that will fit.  Haha, now the pressure is on her.  Bwaa-haa-haa.

Friday's Shoegasm - 2.25.11

You all know my love of a good meme.  This is a little one I found on Terri's site, Peace Love & Applesauce.

First a disclaimer.  You know my shoe of choice is the flip-flop.  But I can dream about gorgeous shoes that I will never be able to wear.  First of all, you would die of hysterical laughter if you saw me walk in heels.  Second, I DO NOT have that model body.  And third, I have such a high instep that if I try to get some shoes on my feet, it's like Prince Charming trying to get my foot into the glass slipper. 

Anyshoelater, here is this weeks shoe of pleasure.

Available in these colors 

Colin Stuart

Fringe Back-tie Bootie

$118.00

I found these on Victoria Secrets website.  They might not be your cup of tea, but wow, a moccasin in a heal, oh yeah baby.

Bigger yikes.  $118.00 for a pair of shoes.  My hubby would frown big time on that.  Good thing I can't wear them.  :)

This Weeks Random Thoughts

Because it is snowing, yet again, I could have done a Frack You Friday.  But you know what.  You don't want anymore whiny posts from me this week.  Instead, you are getting the random things going on in my brain.  Be scared.

I am so happy that the growth in my daughter-in-law's throat was not cancer.  That was a long 2 weeks of waiting to find out. 

I am so proud that Miss L and Mr C are such sweet souls.   Miss L saw a boy that was being yelled at by the others kids at recess,  because he "ruined their game", off walking around by himself so she went off and walked with him and just let him talk.  Mr C during snack time in his class noticed that one of the boys was off sitting by himself and he went over to him and brought him back to sit by him in the group.  They are now friends. 

I am happy that I have the coolest husband ever. 

I am tired of a certain someone that is related to my daughter, who takes my daughters ideas from her blog and "makes them her own".   It's called if you can't come up with your own stuff, you shouldn't be blogging.  Just sayin.

I love the snow.  It is so pretty.  You can make snowmen and snow angels and when it is snowing, it makes me extremely happy.  !@#$%^&&**(**&^^%$##&*()_)(**, GET AWAY FROM MY KEYBOARD, YOU IMPOSTOR.  Heavens, you turn your back for one second and look what happens.

Justin Bieber's new haircut makes him look like a girl. 

yikes

I'm having a flour chili verde enchilada for lunch.  I can hardly wait. 

Scaryman sang a song over the intercom the other day.  I laughed for an hour.

I have some of the coolest friends I have NEVER met.  Someday I'm going to meet you.  Don't be scared, I don't bite.  (I just blog)  :)

Everything is a blogging opportunity.  Have camera, beware.

Sssshhhhh, I have to work now.  The boss just got here. 

And She Called ME Unprofessional

Sigh.  You know when you are working away, and you are so happy to be at work (you are, right?), and the phone rings so you pick it up. 

Well, that was my day yesterday.  The following is the fine and outstanding conversation between Pleasant Dazee (PD) vs State Of Utah Employee (SOUE) 

PD:  XYZ Company (didn't you just hear the sarcasm oozing)

SOUE:  May I speak to Joe Blow (not his real name)

PD:  We have no one here by that name.....waiting......waiting......alrighty then hang up.

Ring, Ring.

PD:  XYZ Company.

SOUE:  Is this a business? (think and hear, Kathy Bates, Misery, saying Mr. Man)

PD:  Yes.

SOUE:  Well (huff, huff), I can not believe that a BUSINESS would hang up on me.  I work for the State of Utah!

PD:  Blink, blink.  (and I care because?)

SOUE:  May I please speak to a manager.

PD:  (smiling uncontrollably) I'm a manager. (silent raspberry)

SOUE:  Well, (huff, huff), I can't believe a MANAGER would hang up on me! 

PD:  What is it you need? (starting to get my panties in a wad)

SOUE:  Well, could I have someone in HR then, anyone but YOU. 

PD:  Well, I'm HR so WHAT IS IT YOU NEED? (Silently laughing my butt off cuz she still needs to talk to ME)

SOUE:  Did Joe Blow EVER work there?

sidebar:  if she wanted that information in the first place, the first time she called, before I hung up on her butt, the PROFESSIONAL way to have asked would be.  May I please talk to someone to verify employment?  Just sayin'.

PD:  Well, yeah, about 3 years ago.

SOUE:  (still bitter) Do you have any paperwork on him?

PD: (No lady, I don't keep crap like that, duh) Yes, please hold while I go get his file.

..................... holding ..................... telling co-workers what a B she is .................. looking for paperwork...............she's still holding..............Did I mention we don't have music on hold.....  :) ..........

PD:   Was that Joe Blow or Joe Blue?

SOUE:  (spitting fire at me)  Blow

PD:  What is it you would like to know.

SOUE:  A date of last employed.

PD:  That would be blah, blah, blah, 2008.

SOUE:  Do you know where he went?

PD:  (rolling eyes).  NO (and furthermore, do I care)

SOUE:  Was he fired?

PD:  Yes.  Last I heard he had moved to California.

SOUE:  Ok, Bye.

Ok, bye.  WTH?  You just ruined my afternoon, made me want to hit you, and all you can say is ok, bye?  

Oh well, such is life.

On a lighter note, only 10 more months till Christmas Day. :)