Syllogism

Fun With Haggling

Thursday, December 03, 2009 | 2 Comments

I love to bowl. I may not be spectacular at it, but I love it anyway. I have had my own ball and shoes for years, but have been using a backpack for a bag since I could not seem to find the perfect "Sy" bowling ball bag. Well, I found it! On eBay.

I must confess that the only things that I have ever purchased from eBay were Buy-It-Nows. The bowling ball bag that I found said $34.90 Or Best Offer.

Hmm... "Or Best Offer", magical words that sparked something in me: I must have this bag -- at a great price!

After a little offering and counter-offering, I am the proud winner of the bag at $20.10! It was so much fun haggling! I can see why whole cultures insist on it!

It should get here some time next week, but here is my collage of the eBay pictures:

It's a little smudgey, but I am confident in my ability to clean it real purdy! And it'll go real nice with my shoes.

My Ticket Out Of Crazy Town

Friday, November 13, 2009 | 4 Comments

I got a call from the library today asking if I could come back to the job that I had turned down a permanent position for back in 2008. I had turned it down back then because I had so many projects going on at my current job that only I would be able to finish and the fact that the library position would be a night position, ensuring limited time with my son during the school year. This position was eventually filled by a good friend of mine, KD so again, it was still a win situation.

Well, KD is now resigning because he is moving with his girlfriend out of state; thus, the position is open again. I am very tempted to more seriously consider the library job as my son is doing much better in school and my current boss is DRIVING.ME.CRAZY!!! SERIOUSLY!!

I have managed to train in a couple people to do at least some of the things I do there so it wouldn't be too devastating for the company, and we finally got a second pharmacist (who is now thinking about leaving because the boss is driving her crazy too)... she drives everyone crazy, really. I've tried to talk to her, but she just re-reasons situations and people's reactions to fit what she would like to think. She just refuses to see that she is driving people, good people, away.

I knew that KD was planning on moving to be with his girlfriend, I just didn't know he was doing it so soon. When the library called, I already knew that I would say yes to temping the position while they prepared to fill it, but a second chance at the position just opening up like this and dropping into my lap may be a sign. It may be time to move out of Crazy Town.

Princess Sy

Tuesday, November 03, 2009 | 0 Comments

I saw this costume at Target and for whatever reason really wanted it. I dressed up for Halloween and went out visiting friends. I chose a larger size so that I could wear warm clothes underneath - which was good because it was freezing Halloween night! My son likes to go to the Renaissance Festival and I figured that this could double for going there too.

This Is How I Will Die

Wednesday, October 28, 2009 | 0 Comments

As I was out in the street in the dark mowing leaves last night I thought to myself, yeah, this is how I am going to die.

Mostly Annual Pumpkin Party

Saturday, October 03, 2009 | 3 Comments

Today I went to JJ's Mostly Annual Pumpkin Party. I haven't seen her in over a year, so it was nice to catch up with her and see how her Not So New Now Job is going. I off course brought my now Mostly Famous Pumpkin Pie, and with it I decided to make my Creamy Italian Soup that morphed into a Spicy Chicken Stew. YUMMY!!

Sy's Mostly Famous Pumpkin Pie

Spicy Chicken Stew

SSB carving his pumpkin.

My pumpkin and JD's pumpkin.

Soup Stand-off

Sunday, September 13, 2009 | 0 Comments

I was reading a bloggers story of a food stand-off when they were very young and it reminded me of my own food stand-off.

It involved pea soup. My younger brother and I both tried it, spit it out, and refused to eat any more. My parents didn't tolerate waste of food. We were to sit there until we ate every last bit. 7 hours later we were still sitting there, obedient to the punishment, but not about to eat that soup! We were practically sleeping at the table as it was about midnight. They wrapped up our bowls, told us to go to bed and we would have to eat it for breakfast.

We sat down at the breakfast table the next morning with our heads hanging, not looking forward to another day sitting in front of those terrible bowls of soup. My parents retrieved the soup from the fridge, uncovered them and plunked them down in front of us, "Now, eat it!" We looked at each other and silently resolved to give it another try. We picked up our spoons and dug in... or we would have if they had not meet what seemed like concrete. We jabbed our spoons at the soup a couple more times, never even making a dent in the now hardened soup. My dad looked over at my mom, trying not to laugh, and said, "Oh, just get them some cereal!" We never had to eat pea soup again!