Me na ma nah
Do you know what commercial I absolutely cannot stand? That STUPID Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr Pepper commercial (at least I think that is the drink) where these two people are on some kind of blind/first date and the guy is going on about "Well, of course I could have quit work after I won the lottery, but I just couldn't leave the children's hospital like that... blahblahblah..." Then the chick takes a sip of her *cue dream haze lights* Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr Pepper, and starts to tune him out.
What is most annoying about this commercial is that STUPID, EFFING theme song that they came up with. Where everytime she looks at the guy who is trying way too hard to impress her with his credentials, she hears him sing, "Me na me nah" along with the stupid waiters and waitresses in the cafe who provide an oh-so-sugary-sweet bubble gum pop sort of jingle.
Yes, I am bothered by this commercial enough to write about it. Show me the genius who came up with that stupid effing song and I will punch them in the throat. No holds barred.
/ end rant.
And now that that is out of the way, hello. :o)
As I sit here, my poor, neglected journal dying for an update, I realize that I'm doing way too many things at once. It has been a crazy couple of months, but for the most part I am still intact. First things first -- I got a promotion at work! I can't decide if I should take it, and the pay raise that goes with it, or if I should say, "Thanks, but no thanks." and head to nursing school in January. Decisions, decisions. On one hand, I feel pretty certain that I will get what I ask for as far as salary goes. I'm asking for at the minimum, twice what I have been making. I'm sure we'll negotiate, and I'd like to get more than that, but we'll see how it goes. If they can't even come close to paying me what I deserve, I think I'll take the "Thanks, but no thanks." route.
Today, I got my first big push and vote of confidence as manager -- I'm going on a business trip to Dallas in two weeks. Finally, they listen to me about my ideas, and with the help of Barry, have agreed to invest time and energy on a business venture I've been telling them about all along. Kim (former manager, whose position I got) walked in right as my boss was saying, "...We can fly you into Dallas that morning, and meet you at the airport and go from there. Would that be okay with you?" I don't understand why he got so flustered at that, and at me -- he has NOT been doing his job. Not even close! That is why they gave it to me. * le sigh *
At any rate, Cory and I have some major discussing to do once my boss and I have our final meeting to decide on salary. I really think that I can turn things around for the company, but I need to know that they know my worth there. I need to know that I will be compensated for the work that I do, and for the work that I will do in the future. If I won't be, then I have to figure out a diplomatic way of declining. Big decisions in my future, si.
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Wedding Schtuff:
Man... it's five months away, and I'm looning out. LOONING OUT, I tell you. It just seems like the pieces of the puzzle are so far from being put together, but then it seems like it's just around the corner. I feel rushed... I feel flustered... I feel frustrated sometimes. I am so very thankful to have a wonderful, loving and devoted fiance who is so good at reminding me to stop... take a breath... and take a step back, and to enjoy this time. That's usually where I bitch slap him and say, "You're not the one planning all of this, byatch!" (Not really, but sometimes in my head I say that... if only to get a giggle).
We registered @ Target on Sunday. It was a BLAST! We ran into the newlyweds, Gary and Amandazz as we were a-scannin' away. They gave us some much needed pointers on registering. :oD We still have several other places to go register, so I'm hoping we can just have fun doing it. Cory wants to register for two things: a 42" plasma screen hi def TV, and a bulldog.
I'm pretty sure that we won't get either of those, but I told him that he could knock himself out trying. ;o) God love him... I know that I sure do! :oD
I know I have lots more to add, but I'm pooped and I must get some shut-eye.
Lurve and hugs to you all -- I miss you and love you much!
~A
What is most annoying about this commercial is that STUPID, EFFING theme song that they came up with. Where everytime she looks at the guy who is trying way too hard to impress her with his credentials, she hears him sing, "Me na me nah" along with the stupid waiters and waitresses in the cafe who provide an oh-so-sugary-sweet bubble gum pop sort of jingle.
Yes, I am bothered by this commercial enough to write about it. Show me the genius who came up with that stupid effing song and I will punch them in the throat. No holds barred.
/ end rant.
And now that that is out of the way, hello. :o)
As I sit here, my poor, neglected journal dying for an update, I realize that I'm doing way too many things at once. It has been a crazy couple of months, but for the most part I am still intact. First things first -- I got a promotion at work! I can't decide if I should take it, and the pay raise that goes with it, or if I should say, "Thanks, but no thanks." and head to nursing school in January. Decisions, decisions. On one hand, I feel pretty certain that I will get what I ask for as far as salary goes. I'm asking for at the minimum, twice what I have been making. I'm sure we'll negotiate, and I'd like to get more than that, but we'll see how it goes. If they can't even come close to paying me what I deserve, I think I'll take the "Thanks, but no thanks." route.
Today, I got my first big push and vote of confidence as manager -- I'm going on a business trip to Dallas in two weeks. Finally, they listen to me about my ideas, and with the help of Barry, have agreed to invest time and energy on a business venture I've been telling them about all along. Kim (former manager, whose position I got) walked in right as my boss was saying, "...We can fly you into Dallas that morning, and meet you at the airport and go from there. Would that be okay with you?" I don't understand why he got so flustered at that, and at me -- he has NOT been doing his job. Not even close! That is why they gave it to me. * le sigh *
At any rate, Cory and I have some major discussing to do once my boss and I have our final meeting to decide on salary. I really think that I can turn things around for the company, but I need to know that they know my worth there. I need to know that I will be compensated for the work that I do, and for the work that I will do in the future. If I won't be, then I have to figure out a diplomatic way of declining. Big decisions in my future, si.
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Wedding Schtuff:
Man... it's five months away, and I'm looning out. LOONING OUT, I tell you. It just seems like the pieces of the puzzle are so far from being put together, but then it seems like it's just around the corner. I feel rushed... I feel flustered... I feel frustrated sometimes. I am so very thankful to have a wonderful, loving and devoted fiance who is so good at reminding me to stop... take a breath... and take a step back, and to enjoy this time. That's usually where I bitch slap him and say, "You're not the one planning all of this, byatch!" (Not really, but sometimes in my head I say that... if only to get a giggle).
We registered @ Target on Sunday. It was a BLAST! We ran into the newlyweds, Gary and Amandazz as we were a-scannin' away. They gave us some much needed pointers on registering. :oD We still have several other places to go register, so I'm hoping we can just have fun doing it. Cory wants to register for two things: a 42" plasma screen hi def TV, and a bulldog.
I'm pretty sure that we won't get either of those, but I told him that he could knock himself out trying. ;o) God love him... I know that I sure do! :oD
I know I have lots more to add, but I'm pooped and I must get some shut-eye.
Lurve and hugs to you all -- I miss you and love you much!
~A