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Pomp and Circumstance
May. 11th, 2012 11:29 pmTonight my aunt graduated from our local JC with a technical diploma in Medical something or other that will enable her to get a decent job at a doctor's office. For her, it's a pretty big thing. It took a lot of hard work on her part to get it done and I was more than happy to get in my car and drive an hour away after a full day of work to be there in the crowded gym to show her my support.
Granted, she's my favorite aunt... but I only have a few of those so it's not hard to compete for the top spot.
Were any of her kids there? Her daughter who LIVES in the town the commencement was held? Her son who was stupid enough to get married to the craziest woman ever and then had two kids that neither of them is willing to parent so that my uncle and aunt are forced (like grandparents would ever be FORCED but you know what I'm saying) to raise them for most of the time? No. None of them were there. Not even her son by marriage (my blood cousin).
It was sad. We didn't stay until the end (because, by the time she walked, it was getting late and we hadn't eaten dinner) but we waved and texted her to know we were going. I'm kind of disappointed that I couldn't stay to meet the friends she was walking with. They seemed to be a rather chummy group of women. It makes me happy to think that she made friends there.
Tomorrow, I will not be going on the girl's day out with my mother and sisters. No, I will be working. I will be implementing a moving day protocol that has been in my head for four months. It's going to go smooth, of that I am assured. But you know what I'm worried about? The fact that the IT lady won't be there because she has plans with her mom and so I will be her stand-in. If this doesn't go as planned, the pharmacy won't be able to function on Sunday and IT WILL BE MY FAULT.
I love how they don't mind having me stand in from time to time on IT stuff when my IT experience is now 5 years old and meager at best. And when I do bring it up that I can do stuff, I"m mostly shot down by the little boss (who, it should be said, is a techno-phobe) so it's not like I've gotten any experience. So I'm just frustrated. They're getting a smashing deal out of this all since I will be logging the hours and I'm getting paid a third of what a minimal IT person should get. Can I do it? Yes. But I'll be on a time-limit and that I don't like.
This is the day I've been waiting six months for. I have no excuses. I said I would stay at this job through the move because (1) I deserve to see my plan put in action, as much sleep as I've lost over it and (2) I don't like thinking that I added stress to everyone's life by leaving. Everyone says "Ah, you don't need to care" but I do. It's a small town. I don't want to offend anyone.
Nic is having a time with his CHs. He says "Chory" for the cat whose name is Rory (who is also Meow Meow some of the time still). And something like "Chencher" for Spencer, the dog. My dad is "Chichard" when Nic heard my mom call him Richard. I am "CheChee" when my sister is around because she is always "Auntie" as a default. We discovered that I am only Auntie when she's not around. That's okay. I don't mind being "CheChee" because it sure beats being the "Jelly" that his mother called me when she was growing up. I've thought about having him call me "Lar" but I've never really succeeded in having my family call me that (although I have RL friends who call me by my online name even though they've never been around me online). It would only confuse him! His brother is now something like "Lilliam" which is an improvement but I like "Num" ever so much better!
Went and saw Avengers for the third time with my Brother in Law on Thursday. Might go see it with my sister on Sunday or Monday. I've enjoyed it every time I've gone.
The one thing that I've been trying to pick up on is what Clint calls Natasha. He definitely calls her "Nat" at one point and I've heard a "Tasha" at least once but there's one time that I swear he says "Tessa" but I'm sure he was saying "Tasha" but it makes me think that he's calling her "Contessa" which brings to mind all sorts of story ideas. Does anyone know what I"m talking about? Is he just saying "Tasha"? Am I missing the first part of the word and he's really saying "Natasha" but I can only hear the end?
Anyway, not important. Well, sort of important.
I've been doing some Wiki research on some of the Avengers. Interesting stuff when you haven't read from the start. I'm going to stay pretty firmly in the Movie!verse only because it's hard to untangle all the other universes. I don't have the time or money or energy to invest in all the story lines! I've been trying to think of different women that I can link Steve to romantically. I've got a pretty decent list going! Also, I love that the Avengers and X-Men cross over so much. That makes me all sorts of happy.
Okay, I've got to kick the dog and cat off my bed so I can go to sleep. I'd love to live in a world where the two of them can sleep on one bed with me in it but that doesn't happen. Add me to the mix and they go from being docile to wanting to play. With me. With each other. Skies the limit. I will have to say that I'm feeling very loving to the cat because she just caught this huge fly that was buzzing around in my room! I have pretty high ceilings so it's almost impossible to catch flies but she did it! She caught it! Kudos to her! She may get to sleep in the papasan! Except that I was going to put the pile of clothes from the bed onto the chair. *sigh* Maybe I should sleep on the papasan.
Granted, she's my favorite aunt... but I only have a few of those so it's not hard to compete for the top spot.
Were any of her kids there? Her daughter who LIVES in the town the commencement was held? Her son who was stupid enough to get married to the craziest woman ever and then had two kids that neither of them is willing to parent so that my uncle and aunt are forced (like grandparents would ever be FORCED but you know what I'm saying) to raise them for most of the time? No. None of them were there. Not even her son by marriage (my blood cousin).
It was sad. We didn't stay until the end (because, by the time she walked, it was getting late and we hadn't eaten dinner) but we waved and texted her to know we were going. I'm kind of disappointed that I couldn't stay to meet the friends she was walking with. They seemed to be a rather chummy group of women. It makes me happy to think that she made friends there.
Tomorrow, I will not be going on the girl's day out with my mother and sisters. No, I will be working. I will be implementing a moving day protocol that has been in my head for four months. It's going to go smooth, of that I am assured. But you know what I'm worried about? The fact that the IT lady won't be there because she has plans with her mom and so I will be her stand-in. If this doesn't go as planned, the pharmacy won't be able to function on Sunday and IT WILL BE MY FAULT.
I love how they don't mind having me stand in from time to time on IT stuff when my IT experience is now 5 years old and meager at best. And when I do bring it up that I can do stuff, I"m mostly shot down by the little boss (who, it should be said, is a techno-phobe) so it's not like I've gotten any experience. So I'm just frustrated. They're getting a smashing deal out of this all since I will be logging the hours and I'm getting paid a third of what a minimal IT person should get. Can I do it? Yes. But I'll be on a time-limit and that I don't like.
This is the day I've been waiting six months for. I have no excuses. I said I would stay at this job through the move because (1) I deserve to see my plan put in action, as much sleep as I've lost over it and (2) I don't like thinking that I added stress to everyone's life by leaving. Everyone says "Ah, you don't need to care" but I do. It's a small town. I don't want to offend anyone.
Nic is having a time with his CHs. He says "Chory" for the cat whose name is Rory (who is also Meow Meow some of the time still). And something like "Chencher" for Spencer, the dog. My dad is "Chichard" when Nic heard my mom call him Richard. I am "CheChee" when my sister is around because she is always "Auntie" as a default. We discovered that I am only Auntie when she's not around. That's okay. I don't mind being "CheChee" because it sure beats being the "Jelly" that his mother called me when she was growing up. I've thought about having him call me "Lar" but I've never really succeeded in having my family call me that (although I have RL friends who call me by my online name even though they've never been around me online). It would only confuse him! His brother is now something like "Lilliam" which is an improvement but I like "Num" ever so much better!
Went and saw Avengers for the third time with my Brother in Law on Thursday. Might go see it with my sister on Sunday or Monday. I've enjoyed it every time I've gone.
The one thing that I've been trying to pick up on is what Clint calls Natasha. He definitely calls her "Nat" at one point and I've heard a "Tasha" at least once but there's one time that I swear he says "Tessa" but I'm sure he was saying "Tasha" but it makes me think that he's calling her "Contessa" which brings to mind all sorts of story ideas. Does anyone know what I"m talking about? Is he just saying "Tasha"? Am I missing the first part of the word and he's really saying "Natasha" but I can only hear the end?
Anyway, not important. Well, sort of important.
I've been doing some Wiki research on some of the Avengers. Interesting stuff when you haven't read from the start. I'm going to stay pretty firmly in the Movie!verse only because it's hard to untangle all the other universes. I don't have the time or money or energy to invest in all the story lines! I've been trying to think of different women that I can link Steve to romantically. I've got a pretty decent list going! Also, I love that the Avengers and X-Men cross over so much. That makes me all sorts of happy.
Okay, I've got to kick the dog and cat off my bed so I can go to sleep. I'd love to live in a world where the two of them can sleep on one bed with me in it but that doesn't happen. Add me to the mix and they go from being docile to wanting to play. With me. With each other. Skies the limit. I will have to say that I'm feeling very loving to the cat because she just caught this huge fly that was buzzing around in my room! I have pretty high ceilings so it's almost impossible to catch flies but she did it! She caught it! Kudos to her! She may get to sleep in the papasan! Except that I was going to put the pile of clothes from the bed onto the chair. *sigh* Maybe I should sleep on the papasan.
