The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round....

Big things going on at work. They fired the admin in Iowa. Basically without warning. In addition, one of the salesman made a mistake that will cost him $2400 per three buses. Ouch! As usual, T turned it around and made it my fault. It was HER account before mine and SHE was the one that worked with him. But now that he's my salesman, it's my fault. Ever since I started getting more responsibility in the company, she needs to tell me almost on a daily basis how I'm not doing something right or show me the mistake she made and yell at me to never make that mistake myself. Some days I want to quit. But for the most part, I like the job. I even like T as a friend. It's the working together part that's killing me. Too bad there isn't anyone else with as much knowledge as her in the company. I know a lot of this won't make sense to anyone else, but it's nice to get all of this out. I really can't talk to anyone at work about and that makes it hard.

Grey's Anatomy was awesome tonight! I'm going now to watch CSI, which I taped. I hate that they're on at the same time. Oh well. Thank God again for the VCR!!

Can't wait for this weekend! Scrapping tomorrow night with my bitches, celebrating my nephew's 3rd birthday on Saturday, and celebrating my mom's 60th on Sunday! Fun fun fun!

Last night I got a call from the DFL party (although they didn't give out that information right away) to participate in a survey. I usually will do surveys, mainly because a Sociology prof I had in College said that if you ever expect to do research, you should participate in surveys. It made me think, and now I do them. Anyways, the guy had an accent that made it very hard to understand him. The survey also had a bunch of big words in it that the guy couldn't pronounce - and the kicker - he kept asking about Michael Bachman and Patty Wetterling (they are running for congress in my district). The thing is - it's not Michael - it's MICHELE! I had a hard time not laughing, and then I was missing his questions. The whole thing was crazy. As some of you know, I do lean to the right politically, so it was fun to answer the questions that the "other" side was asking. I'm sure I gave different answers than the rest of their sample. And the complete nonsense the candiates say about each other!! I was shocked I didn't hear "Michael Bachman thinks baby tossing is acceptable and has voted for it 500 times!" And no, I'm not naive to think that the GOP isn't doing the same thing. I'm sure they're saying that Patty Wetterling will take everyone's money and distribute it evenly to everyone!" or something like that.

I just took this picture of my dogs "fighting". They're so funny some times. Most of the time, it's like having two 100 and 80 pound kids around with the mentality of a 2 year old. But I would be so lonely without them. It's just me in the house at night (DH works 2nd shift) and I would be scared out of my mind without them here. But when they're crazy and won't do anything but bark and growl at each other, it's a bit much.

I was watching Ray Liotta on David Letterman last night and he was talking about meeting his birth parents (he was adopted). It went fine, but not as well as he had hoped. I've been asked many times why I don't want to meet my birth parents. Most people say they wouldn't be able to stand not knowing - I don't know if I could stand knowing. I've grown up with a good life and great parents - I just think that searching would open Pandora's box. You can't just say, "Oops! This didn't work out, can we just forget about it?" I guess I'd rather not know than find out something terrible or worse. Maybe when I have kids I'll feel differently. I am excited that when we finally do, that I will know someone else with my same genetics. Weird as that may seem, but right now, I have to repeat "I'm adopted" every time I'm at the doctor's and they ask about family history. They still ask me, "so you don't know your history?". NO. Sorry, I don't. I have some information from the time I was born, but my birth parents were 19 and my birth grandparents were 40. Not much shows up by then. Sorry. I just wish they could stamp - ADOPTED on my file and get it over with. Even if they check my family history, they say, so you're adopted? Do you know your history? I understand they have to make sure, but still. NO. I don't!

On a different note, I've been feeling pretty crummy (no pun intended!) about my weight lately. I know I'm fat, but I didn't think I was getting THAT fat. Pictures I've seen of me lately have looked more like this, but with more in the boob area:

Okay, all jokes aside, I really do feel crappy. My clothes aren't fitting, I can't stand looking at pictures of me. I want to do something about it, but I'm too lazy. I JUST WISH I'D GET OFF MY LAZY ASS AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! But then, while I'm wishing, I'll wish that it will all melt away and I won't have to get off my lazy ass.

Okay, enough whining. I'll leave you with a funny from work yesterday. I have to do surveys for every new bus and truck that we sell. I contacted a school yesterday and was going through the usual questions, when the customer said he would have rathered have his lettering on the bus done in paint. I told him that we usually use vinyl because of the cost and it makes it easier when you want to take it off. He said that their school had gone to a volleyball tournament and some kids had peeled off the "L's" on their beltline so it read _______ Pub ic Schools! Oops! He said that wouldn't have happened with paint! I tried not to laugh and told him that we would send him some L's as soon as possible!!

I have no idea why, but yesterday I decided I needed a blog. I really have no reason for one - nothing exciting has or is happening in my life. I live in the sticks with my DH and two dogs, work a 8-5 job (Dolly Parton had it all wrong!), and watch way too much TV. But for some reason, I had to have one. Maybe to bitch, maybe to log this time in my life. I don't know. So, here goes. I'll probably post a ton at first and then only once in a blue moon after that.

Yesterday, DH, MIL and FIL went to Lake Minnetonka to cruise around and look at all of the huge houses. Even though it was chilly, it was so nice to get out on a beautiful fall day. Normally, the most I'd be outside would be to let the dogs in or check out my perennial garden. It was fun to see my MIL wrapped like a mummy because she was so cold. I don't know why, but it was funny.