Thursday, December 6, 2012
How hard do you think you work?
It varies and it’s relative.
Thank you, and good night!
Thank you, and good night!
Teaching adults is a bit different. My current job is Customer Relations Manager (which includes Tier 2 Technical Support). I think I teach others to do something new pretty much every day. I think I love to teach people to use a new technology most of all. There’s a light bulb moment that I work very hard to find. There’s nothing like seeing eyes light up, and then this sort of scanning-thinking-brainstorming look on their face when you can tell that all these new possibilities start flooding in on how they can use what they just learned. I live for that moment.
I remember the first taste of that tutoring friends in High School in Geometry and Algebra. Just working slowly through problems until that ah-ha moment came. It was then that I was hooked. I guess I really am blessed to be able to do that now as part of my career.
I have debated whether to “pick up”, “catch up” or “give up” on my NaBloPoMo writings for Days 20-24, and decided on getting caught up. The questions are short, and I can answer them quickly.
Of course, now that I am writing this, I’m not so sure. As I sit here, the draft title is “The Post Where I Get Caught Up”. This is a common theme on my life. Getting sidetracked on a goal, then as the days pass and I fall further behind, the guilt-whispers in my head always chanting about my failure, my being less than… So here I am, a sore throat and a sinus-infection coming on ready to quiet at least ONE of the nagging voices in my head. And I realize that in life, sometimes, you can just cut your losses, pick up and go from where you are, rather than try to get everything just right.
Is this blog for me? Or for you? Well, as much as I dream of writing for a cause, and changing peoples lives, in all honesty, this blog is for me. It’s a place I can speak with a small group of potential and imaginary listeners and find my clarity. For all the thinking I have going on every moment in my head, it isn’t until I put it in writing, or into spoken word that I recognize it and can act decisively on it. So, anyway, talking this out makes me realize sometimes I just have to cut the rope that I have tied to the tarp filled with the stuff I wanted to do back then, but didn’t or couldn’t, and I’ve been dragging along for that “someday” when you have time. Done. Not gonna worry about the missed posts. Today is just going to be my NaBloPoMo “Weekends are for free writing” post. That’s it.
I am getting sick. I hate being sick. My brain shuts down and I turn into one big whine. And sinus infections take me out so fast. Affecting breathing and seeing and thinking all in one fell swoop. See! **WHINE**
So even though I am starting to feel like utter crap, I vacuumed, mopped, and cleaned around the house. Then I decided to go ahead to put up the tree that my DH so kindly brought up from the basement. We bought this pre-lit tree several years ago at an after-Christmas sale. It’s tall and thin so fits nicely into a corner without making us rearrange the whole house. Well, each year, more of the bulbs are bumped, unplugged, or simply burnt out. I have a cool tool called the Light Keeper Pro that lets you jack into the string and force more current (or something like that) into the string to light all the lights at a low level. This lets you see which ones are actually burnt out so you can replace them. Each year, I have had to hunt down replacement bulbs. Turns out the ones at Ace are too large, but not by much. I did eventually find some that sort of work, but the wires out the bottom of the bulb are a tad short and just barely poke out to fit into the green plastic jackets. Usually, if I have to replace one or two in a string to get it back up and running, that’s no problem. Last year I had to replace about 12 bulbs. Today, this is what I ended up having to work with. Not sure it’s even worth getting started…
Writing this evening inspired by the November 2012 NaBloPoMo Writing Prompt:
Monday, November 19, 2012
We just went there this past weekend and with all the different fully furnished rooms, I’d have a wonderful time. There were enough semi-prop books that I could probably find something to read. The kids area had a DVD player so I’m sure I could figure something out. Plenty of places to sleep. Plenty of snack options. And if I had my phone? I have Kindle, so I’d be set.
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Since this is another free writing night, I have been mulling over topic for a bit. Thought about trying to dig up some sort of writing prompt, but am feeling significantly under-motivated. Then I thought about writing a game review of Minecraft, since that’s what I’ve been doing with my time instead of writing this evening, but I’m not in the mood for that either. Playing Minecraft is a somewhat mindless distraction for me, when I play it in the evening like this.
So, since we’re about 4 days from Thanksgiving, I decided I’d just make a list of things I am thankful for at this moment.
And with that, I am about to partake in that last one. See you all tomorrow!
Stay. To remain. To continue. Right now my fingers are pretty much staying on the keys, not moving. Words are staying deep down and not bubbling up and out.
J4 and I just celebrated our 17th Anniversary. It’s not officially until next week, but we had the opportunity to go out so we took it. Got to see Louis C.K. He talked about the permanence of his divorce and how happy he was to be divorced. He was very funny about it. But a tiny bit of myself got sad. People just don’t stay married much anymore. I’m not going to ramble out the sanctity of marriage, but the thinking about staying has made me think about what that means.
For me, if I’m in a conflict, fight or flight kicks in. Flight usually wins. But one of the things I’m learning about myself is that when I stay, things get worked out. There’s no chance of getting through a conflict to the other side if you don’t stick around.
I’m glad I’m learning to stay. It’s so worth it.
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Writing this evening inspired by the November 2012 NaBloPoMo Writing Prompt: Thursday, November 15, 2012
Avedis was our forever dog. He was our first kid. He was a loving big brother to J5. Losing him was so very hard. To this day I miss him. We visited his first family a little while ago. Thinking it’s about time we find a new Boxer family member, even if there’s no way they’ll live up to the memory of our Sniffy McPesty.
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This belated post is inspired by the November 2012 NaBloPoMo Writing Prompt: Wednesday, November 14, 2012
When J4 and I got married, I could not cook. My version of a deluxe hot meal was to take one of those frozen pasta bags that you just add cooked meat to, and would dice up lunchmeat into it! Of course, being raised vegetarian left me a tad under-trained in the way of cooking meat. I very clearly remember asking my friend Lori, “So, um, chicken. Uh…what exactly do you DO with it?” (I am so very lucky to have a husband who survived all that horrible experimentation and learning and never complained! God bless ‘im!)
Fast forward to now. I’ve learned to cook most meats. There are a few more scary things that I have yet to try like ribs, but overall I am ok with picking recipes and giving them a spin. Since I’m a chronic blog and website maker, a few years back I decided that I would start a site for my recipes. It has lived a few different places (mainly in WordPress and Blogger), but now has finally hit its resting place as a Google Site.
My recipe site can be found at Recipes.ThePinners.org. It is a compliation of tried and true recipes collected from my mom, my mother-in-law, friends, and the interwebs. I also use the site to menu plan on a weekly basis. (Which reminds me, I am overdue for this week. UGH. Oh, and it’s FALL CLEANOUT TIME!! — The time when I inventory everything I have in the fridges, freezers, and pantries, throw out expired goods, and try to cook at least a week or two’s worth of meals from what I already have. I’ll try to document that process in another post.)
I don’t know that I have one specific meal in mind that just blows away the memory of all others. There are, however two of my meals that I just LOVE.
The first one was a complete surprise. Pan-Seared Sea Scallops. I was at Target and saw they had these Archer Farms HUGE scallops and figured I could give them a try. I just followed the recipe on the back of the bag and OMIGOSH it was tasty. I cooked up some Coconut Jasmine rice (replace most of the cooking water for your rice with coconut milk) and it was amazing! Sorry, no pics of that one.
The other of my favorite dinners isn’t really that much about cooking. Some baking, some cooking, some frying, some nuking, some chopping.
Polish Sausage, Broccoli, Apples and Homemade Beer Bread
So, that’s it. No dramatic story, just some good food and learning along the way. Now, I’m mostly hampered by a rather finicky 7 year old boy who would eat buttered bread for the rest of his life if you’d let him. Tends to hamper the creative exploration in the kitchen. Someday…
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Writing this evening inspired by the November 2012 NaBloPoMo Writing Prompt: Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Brave. Not something I do much. I think a large percentage of my life is actually reactive to fear triggers. To me, brave is something that you do in spite of the fear. It’s pushing through and doing the right thing no matter how hard it is.
The most drastic thing I did was to cancel a wedding and pick up and move out of town. It was dramatic. Not sure about brave.
What is brave anyway? Not taking the easy way out. Standing up and placing healthy boundaries. Speaking truth when it’s hard. Showing grace and mercy when blame is easy and I’m “right”. These are the kinds of brave things I want to be known for.
So yes, I guess that was the bravest thing I did. Set a boundary for what kind of behavior I would allow to take place within my committed relationship. It would have been easier to just “forgive and forget” (well, fake it anyway) and proceed with the plans, but I knew I couldn’t. Line had to be drawn.
That one decision changed the course of my life.
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