Mark Knopfler of Dire Straits fame wrote a song quite a few years back called "The Bug" wherein he sings the lyrics - "Sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug".
Well, to be honest, I'm really starting to feel like the bug here lately and I'm at that stage of the game where all a person has to do is look at me funny and I'll start to cry. Right now I am totally stressed out about so many different things on so many different levels that I'm not even sure which thing it is that has me waking up at 3:00 in the morning and unable to get back to sleep or which thing is putting the knot in the middle of my back right between my shoulder blades or what might be causing the headaches and the constant clenching of my jaw. I'm not sure why I read other people's blog posts and get all sniffly and weepy or why I just want to go crawl under a rock afterward but right now I do and I'm thinking that's really not a good thing.
So, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go break out the pointed hats, the streamers, the balloons, and the other trappings of any good full-blown Pity Party and have one for myself for a little while. Hopefully when I come back I'll feel human again or at least a little less like I've been splatted onto one windshield after another in bumper-to-bumper traffic.
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Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Monday, January 5, 2009
Here We Go Again ...
This is one of those days that I will never ever get used to ... the day I have to take Jamie to the airport and put her on the plane to head back to her father's. It doesn't seem to matter how many times I do it, it just always leaves a hollow place where my heart is supposed to be.
I'll be back to the blog later on today with a patch in place ...
Friday, December 19, 2008
The Best Laid Plans of Mice and Men are Sometimes Snowed Away ...
Well, okay, so that's not the way the quote goes but that's the way that today went what with all of that cold white stuff coming down from the sky and coating the roads. Tonight was the party that I mentioned earlier this week - the one that we have around Christmastime so that those of us who work in the stress-filled environment of dispatch can kick back and relax a little ... that one. Yeah, well, it's going on without me while I get to sit here and try not to feel too sorry for myself and failing miserably if I have to be honest.
I don't exactly live in the best place when it comes to snow-covered roads - the top of two hills can be tricky - but even if I could have gotten down off "the mountain" as my Dad used to call it, I'm not a big fan of driving in snow either. When the Governor and the State Police Spokesman say to stay off the roads, I'm one of those people who stays off the roads if I possibly can because I figure they know what they're talking about and there are enough other arrogant drivers out there who think they know better that don't stay home and end up keeping the state and local police busy as well as those great men and women whom I dispatch for a living.
As a matter of fact, while I was watching the news tonight one of the reporters was talking about one of the bigger malls up near Hartford staying open late tonight so that last-minute shoppers could get those much-needed gifts. This story came right after the one where they spoke to Governor Rell on the phone and she appealed to everyone to stay home and off the roads! Nothing for nothing but as far as I'm concerned if getting that much-needed gift could possibly result in an accident where I bang up my car at best or hurt myself or someone else at worst then it can be a late last-minute gift. I mean, come on people - it's December 19th - there is still plenty of time to go out and buy gifts if you feel so inspired.
Add on the fact that the retailers who are opting to not only stay open but stay open late are risking injury to their employees and it just makes me think that people are morons sometimes. It's more important to make a buck then let someone be safely at home while the roads turn into potential minefields. Again, nothing for nothing, folks, but a cashier at WalMart is not supposed to be considered essential personnel. I'd like to think that title is reserved for police officers, firefighters, and emergency medical personnel as well as those of us who have foolishly signed up to answer the 911 lines that send those brave souls out into inclement weather to render aid.
Ah well, what do I know? I'm sitting home missing a really good time and really good food with a voice that makes Kermit the Frog sound like silk (if I had gone to the party, lively conversation would have been totally out of the question!) and I'm probably just being a bit of a grumble bunny. At least it looks nice outside ...
Oh, and I figured that if I couldn't get to the party, I'd at least make a cake for the girls and I that we could have here at home ... festive, ain't it?
Grimbleschnitz!
I don't exactly live in the best place when it comes to snow-covered roads - the top of two hills can be tricky - but even if I could have gotten down off "the mountain" as my Dad used to call it, I'm not a big fan of driving in snow either. When the Governor and the State Police Spokesman say to stay off the roads, I'm one of those people who stays off the roads if I possibly can because I figure they know what they're talking about and there are enough other arrogant drivers out there who think they know better that don't stay home and end up keeping the state and local police busy as well as those great men and women whom I dispatch for a living.
As a matter of fact, while I was watching the news tonight one of the reporters was talking about one of the bigger malls up near Hartford staying open late tonight so that last-minute shoppers could get those much-needed gifts. This story came right after the one where they spoke to Governor Rell on the phone and she appealed to everyone to stay home and off the roads! Nothing for nothing but as far as I'm concerned if getting that much-needed gift could possibly result in an accident where I bang up my car at best or hurt myself or someone else at worst then it can be a late last-minute gift. I mean, come on people - it's December 19th - there is still plenty of time to go out and buy gifts if you feel so inspired.
Add on the fact that the retailers who are opting to not only stay open but stay open late are risking injury to their employees and it just makes me think that people are morons sometimes. It's more important to make a buck then let someone be safely at home while the roads turn into potential minefields. Again, nothing for nothing, folks, but a cashier at WalMart is not supposed to be considered essential personnel. I'd like to think that title is reserved for police officers, firefighters, and emergency medical personnel as well as those of us who have foolishly signed up to answer the 911 lines that send those brave souls out into inclement weather to render aid.
Ah well, what do I know? I'm sitting home missing a really good time and really good food with a voice that makes Kermit the Frog sound like silk (if I had gone to the party, lively conversation would have been totally out of the question!) and I'm probably just being a bit of a grumble bunny. At least it looks nice outside ...
Oh, and I figured that if I couldn't get to the party, I'd at least make a cake for the girls and I that we could have here at home ... festive, ain't it?
Grimbleschnitz!
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