So last night my brother-in-law George (my sister Wendy’s husband) called. This is unique in the fact that he has never initiated a phone call to me, like, ever. It was 9:30 our time, 12:30 their time. I immediately thought something was wrong. But there was nothing wrong, he was just calling to brag on my sister, who was elected as Androscoggin County’s (that’s in Maine) Register of Probate in Tuesday’s elections. She’s already Chairman of the Board of Selectmen in her home town (Poland). She’s also something called an “AVCOG Commissioner”, whatever that is. (Okay, I just found it, it’s the “Androscoggin Valley Council of Governments”.)

The point being, my sister is knee deep in a grass roots campaign to take over the government in the State of Maine. She could pull it off, too.


We have a marker board calendar on the wall in our kitchen, that we use to plan our dinner menus, write appointment reminders, and list birthdays and holidays. It has a space on the right-hand side to write memos and lists and whatnot, and we use this area to list the items that we need at the grocery store. It’s a common refrain, when someone tells me we’re out of this, that, or the other thing, for me to tell them to, “Put it on the list!” So, my husband does this funny little thing where he purposefully mis-spells the items and leaves it to me to figure out what the heck he means. “Kooking Spra” had me chuckling the other night. Other recent items have been “Kat Fud”, “Kofe” (Coffee), “Basco” (Tabasco), “Groni Chz” (Kraft Mac & Cheese), and “Pit Stop” (deodorant).

It’s just one of those silly little things that he does, that I’d miss if he stopped.

Yeah yeah, I’m having a warm fuzzy fit. What of it?


Lord have mercy, I have been so flippin’ BUSY lately. We have a new project at work that is deploying in two weeks, which means this week I have four nights of meetings that go at least until 6:00 (tonight’s goes until 7:30, waaaaaaaaah). I have those same meetings scheduled for next week, too, but on top of that I have the second half of my Six Sigma Green Belt training next Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, eight to five. Which translates to not getting any of my regular work done, AND having to sit in night meetings. Still not getting work done. Then I have to train my group, probably next Friday because the project coordinator wants everyone trained before deployment on 11/15. And then it’s stabilization meetings every night THAT week.

So, yes, deployment week is the week before Thanksgiving. Which is just in keeping with the mandate that AcronymCo seems to have, that All Major Projects Must Deploy The Week Before A Major U.S. Holiday. Every year. EVERY FRIGGIN’ YEAR they do this.

I’m a bit behind on my articles for BMP, UpTake, and Demand Studios this week, because I gave myself a break last weekend for Grandpa’s funeral. I’ve been doing them during lunch and in the evening, this week. But this weekend I HAVE TO get my articles done for the week following, because I’ll have ZERO time to do them during the week.


Oh, fuck. Thanksgiving. When am I going to have time to plan that??? Thank God I have that whole week off from work, because I have a feeling I’m going to go into a menu-planning frenzy that Monday.

  1. Oregon Sunshine says:

    Get the kids and Bill to help with Thanskgiving planning. Why not? Then you’ll know they’ll eat whatever is made.

    You are very busy!

  2. Bill says:

    “Why not” Sorry but a few thousand years ago you girls did not listen and had to take a bite of the pomegranate or apple or something and are now forever condemned to turkey cooking, laundry and bad driving. 🙂
    Ok stop!
    Let me be clear I’m only sort of kidding.
    This is a running joke in the house about gender roles I think multiple orgasms make up for everything and Tiff thinks I should cook once a week, whatever!

    • Tiffany says:

      Just to let you all know, Bill is RIGHT THIS VERY SECOND dancing around in the living room to the Bee Gees while I’m stuck in the bedroom on a teleconference. DO NO TRUST any words that come out of his… uh… fingers!

    • Bad Pants says:

      Oregon Sunshine’s husband checking in…Bill, this is my favorite blog comment in YEARS.

      I completely agree that “Eating from The Tree of The Knowledge of Good and Evil” is TOTALLY responsible for both multiple orgasms AND bad driving…obviously a “good” and an “evil” just as advertised. I’d never made that connection until you pointed it out.

      Clearly you are a prophet of new truths and wise insights.

  3. Oregon Sunshine says:

    Did I say cooking? No, I don’t think I did. I mentioned PLANNING, you know, that thing you GUYS are supposed to be so good at? It’s like problem solving. You see, Tiffany is busy, she doesn’t have a lot of time to do the PLANNING, so you, being a man, Bill, should step up and SOLVE the problem, as men are wont to do. See? It all works out!


    And yes, Mr. Pants is BAD! He’s been quite horrid these last couple of days…

  4. Oregon Sunshine says:

    LOL! No, but my eldest does!

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  6. Taoist Biker says:

    Groni Chz. LOVE that one! 😀

    Bill is right. Multiple orgasms. STFU.

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