tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80241714636611588652024-03-04T20:46:49.774-08:00The Guinea Pig ReportThe Totally Unscientific Consumer Report.Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-10081876608322745422013-05-29T07:08:00.001-07:002013-05-29T07:09:27.454-07:00I am my Mother's Daughter<br />
Growing up, I don't have many memories where my mother didn't have some project she was working on. When I was very young, she was a puppeteer. She made her own puppets using paper mache, old bathroom rugs (Cookie Monster puppet) or foam rubber and leftover fabric. My father built her a stage and she performed at birthday parties and church functions. She even wrote her own scripts.<br />
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She also made all of our Halloween costumes and we never lost a costume contest. She knitted. She made dresses for my sister and me. Later in life, she made wooden 2-D dolls in all different themes and costumes and sold them at craft shows and later she learned how to make porcelain dolls where she poured the molds and painted their faces and made the clothes. The dolls are a beautiful illustration of her boundless talent. At nearly 78, she's still going strong and I have picked up a few of her habits, I love to sew and crochet too. Last fall we started our own business together selling my Kindle, Nook, and iPad covers, </div>
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And crocheted scarves, and her hand-knit scarves. </div>
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My husband and I designed and built a booth and once we booked our first show and filled it with our wares, the booth looked beautiful. </div>
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We learned a few things along the way and are looking forward to making this an even better year to capitalize on our talents.</div>
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I love having this chance to have a little business with my mom. I love that she never stops creating. And I love that she has passed her love of crafting onto me. </div>
Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-81053713233361392912011-01-09T11:00:00.000-08:002011-01-10T08:04:16.544-08:00The Kindle ConundrumWhen Amazon's Kindle was first released, being an avid reader I said, "No way!" How could I forsake one of my true loves for technology? Sitting out on the deck with a book in my hand is one of my favorite indulgences in life. I love the feel of a book. I love the smell of a book. I look at my wall of bookshelves and admire every last damn author who braved the process of writing down the story in their head and developing that into 300 pages or so into a journey that I as a reader can travel. Then to face the rejections before finally finding someone to publish that story and put it into book form, just so I could hold it in my hand and be enraptured by every word, is a feeling that connects me to that author.<br /><br />How could some Jetsonian piece of plastic with buttons ever give me that kind of personal connection, that kind of joy, that kind of escape?<br /><br />However, as is the case with many a new product (the Chia Pet for example), flat-out rejection turned to curiosity as I saw more and more people using a Kindle in doctors' offices, on airplanes, and at the gym. (Alright, I know I don't go to the gym, but I'll put money on the fact that there's people using them there) What magic potion was emitting from this device that was drawing these people in?<br /><br />At the time of my first real encounter with a Kindle, I was reading the book "Pillars of the Earth" by Ken Follett. A wonderful, amazing book of 975 pages. Yes, 975 pages!!! This was not a book, it was an anvil. I couldn't just slip it into my purse. Nor would I bother lugging it to the doctor's office. On an airplane it would barely pass the carry-on size test.<br /><br />But when my sister-in-law, Stacy, received one as a birthday gift, she showed it to me. Placing this church-program-sized device into my hands, as I saw the pages turn with a flick of my thumb, I felt the heavens open up and I too was drawn in like a moth to flame.<br /><br />As my husband stood close by, I felt the words rise up in my throat, unable to squelch them, I heard myself say...<br /><br />"I want one."<br /><br />And so it came to pass that I too became the owner of a Kindle. Although I can't shake the feeling that I am cheating on my books. I look at my bookshelf full of those wonderful nuggets and think of all the book printers and cover artists who will soon be looking for a new career and sigh with a true sympathy.<br /><br />Besides the guilt, the other downsides that may or may not bother you are that there are no page numbers. You can only see the percentage of how far you are into a book. However, this is because of the big upside of being able to adjust font size to your liking. Screw you, bifocals!<br /><br />No cover art, maybe that one's just me but I like the cover art. And it's not a lit screen, so you still need a lamp or a book light at night. Also, it's a little too easy to buy new books. Don't think you'll be asked, "Are you sure you'd like to purchase this book?" because you won't be. If you click 'buy this book', you just bought it. No shopping cart or time to change your mind.<br /><br />Other upsides besides the font size control are that it holds about 1500 books without getting any heavier. You can have a book in seconds after buying it. The wireless only version (meaning you can only download a book when connected to a wireless network) runs $139 and the 3G version (download anywhere you can get a mobile signal) is $189.<br /><br />Also good: Lots of free books out there! Not the current bestsellers but tons of the classics. So if you've always wanted to read Wuthering Heights, you can download it for free. But I suggest you read my blog about that book before you do.<br /><br />One other thing to think about. With the Kindle, you're a slave to Amazon for your book-downloading. Whether that's good or bad for you, I find myself driving by Borders and thinking, "I'm sorry it had to end this way."Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-78837116605882352492011-01-08T07:55:00.000-08:002011-01-08T08:12:18.730-08:00Reports of My Demise Have Been Greatly ExaggeratedYou're probably wondering (because you have nothing better to do) 'What happened to my old pal the guinea pig?'. No doubt you've tossed and turned at night with worry, led an anxiety-stricken charade of a life waiting for the next installment of The Road to Thindom. Well, me too!<br /><br />Time and resolve slipped away from me as I received many freelance jobs which pay a heck of a lot more than writing my own blog. I have been busy producing corporate videos, writing scripts for a sick and twisted (but thoroughly addicting) show called "Snapped", and writing articles for Motherboard.com. <br /><br />2010 was a blessed year and the panic of losing my job was quickly calmed by the influx of paying work. I thank God for watching over me and making me feel much more like a winner than a loser in the past year.<br /><br />That explains my absence in the past five months but does not excuse it! So here's the skinny (or the fatty, in my case) on The Road to Thindom...<br /><br />it was a dead end. <br /><br />I'm going to try the road again and if I find a successful path to Thindom, I will invite you all to travel the route I did and when we get there, we'll have a party complete with carrot sticks and cucumber water.<br /><br />In the mean time folks, stand by because a new GP report is coming up on this year's hottest gift! And no, it's not a Zhu Zhu pet.Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-61176746721922015112010-07-10T11:34:00.000-07:002010-07-10T17:57:29.394-07:00Week 2: The Greasy Taco IncidentWeight total: -4lb.<br />Activity Points: 4<br />Wii Fit Plus Time: Zip!<br /><br /><br />Okay, so I only lost 1 pound this last week. In two different visits, I had both my brothers come to town. There was eating out, there was the whole showing them the town, the 4th of July cookout, and then there was... The Greasy Taco Incident.<br /><br />You know how growing up when it was your birthday, your mom would make you your favorite dish? Well, for me and my brother, it was greasy tacos. I'm about to give away something about my age, but here goes. When I was young, we didn't have the pre-formed taco shells; they weren't invented yet. There, I said it. My mother would fry the totillas and fold them. She'd then stuff them with meat and cheese and then bake them to melt the cheese. When you took a bite, the grease would squeeze out the other end and run down your arm. DELICIOUS!!! But as the years passed, it was just easier to use those break-upon-opening-the-package Ortega taco shells and a little healthier as well. Gone were the days of the greasy taco. <br /><br />But when Brother Chris came to visit my mom and me here in Tennessee, he requested those tacos like mom used to make. And how could the woman deny her prodigal son the dish he held so dear to his heart? Twenty years must have passed since I'd had them and they were just as good as I remembered. So I ate 5. Yes, I said 5. FIVE TACOS!!!! <br /><br />Despite my inability to hold on to my will power in the face of Mexican food, I was able to stick to my points. So even though I had about 35 points that day, I didn't go over my weekly points. So I still shed that one little pound. And I'm okay with that. If I had worked out, I'm sure it would have been more. <br /><br />As for the dust collecting on my Wii Fit board, I have no excuse. The most difficult thing about making this a habit is that it takes a good 2.5 hours of your time. It's warm up, workout, shower, hair, make up. I don't always have a 2.5 hour chunk available. And that was the case this week. I know that lots of people get up real early just to work out but I never liked their kind and I'm not drinking their Kool-Aid either. I like sleep as much as I like greasy tacos, if not more.Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-48219778218503418372010-07-04T08:23:00.000-07:002010-07-05T10:31:46.009-07:00Week One: Roughing It<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CSHARON%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:officedocumentsettings> <o:relyonvml/> <o:allowpng/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings> </xml><![endif]--><link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CSHARON%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"><link rel="colorSchemeMapping" 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style=""> </span>23</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Wii Fit Plus Time:<span style=""> </span>2 Hours</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Well, folks, it’s been an interesting first week.<span style=""> </span>I stuck to the Weight Watcher’s point system and worked out three times on the Wii Fit Plus, as well as went camping for the weekend.<span style=""> </span>If you’re wondering why I threw that in there, then you try setting up and breaking down a tent in 97 degree weather and NOT call it a workout.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Wii Fit Plus is a very FUN way to exercise.<span style=""> </span>There is a lot of variety in what you can do.<span style=""> </span>Aerobics, Yoga, Strength Training, and Balance exercises.<span style=""> </span>What I found very amusing was the estimation of my Wii Fit age each time I started up. <span style=""> </span>On the first workout, I came in at 27.<span style=""> </span>WHOO HOO!!!!<span style=""> </span>The next day when I tried unsuccessfully to stand on one foot for 30 seconds, I came in at 48.<span style=""> </span>So I aged 21 years in two days.<span style=""> </span>The third time I was 34.<span style=""> </span>Alrighty then.<span style=""> </span>My advice to new users of the Wii Fit Plus:<span style=""> </span>Don’t put too much stock in your Wii Fit age.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Also, you may want to ignore the little jabs at your physique it likes to take.<span style=""> </span>For instance, when you weigh in, it announces “THAT’S OVERWEIGHT” and plays a little music sting that sounds like a game show loser riff.<span style=""> </span>Then it turns your Mii character to a little chubby version of yourself.<span style=""> </span>The character then looks down at its own waist then back up at you with a sad face.<span style=""> </span>Nice.<span style=""> </span>Thanks.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">And each time you get back on the board for your next exercise, a little surprised voice says “OH”, as if to say “Oh, holy crap you’re a fatty.”<span style=""> </span>But don’t worry.<span style=""> </span>It means it in the nicest possible way.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">And during my camping weekend, I sweat out the equivalent of eight 7-11 Big Gulps.<span style=""> </span>So yes, it counts.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Weight Watcher Points Plan was, as I have experienced in the past, my friend and my enemy all at once.<span style=""> </span>The plan is UBER-flexible so that I love.<span style=""> </span>During my week I was able to eat two chili dogs (turkey dogs) as well as a Sonic burger and a couple of Chips Ahoy cookies.<span style=""> </span>Being able to eat something sinful and still stay on the plan helps me to say no to other not-so-healthy things.<span style=""> </span>I had the strength to pass up the S’Mores when camping knowing I’d much rather eat the chili dog.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">There are also some surprisingly yummy recipes like my favorite, Picadillo Egg Rolls.<span style=""> </span>2 points each and they’re like a little Cuban taco!<span style=""> </span>Love them! <span style=""> </span>Also, I was able to put in my own recipe for a quiche (substituting the pie crust for phyllo dough) and each slice is only 3 points.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">What has always vexed me about Weight Watchers is that for the first couple of weeks, I’m CONSTANTLY thinking about food.<span style=""> </span>Because I have to be aware of every point that goes in my mouth, I have to think about how many I have left for the day or the week. <span style=""> </span>“Let’s see, if I eat this piece of cheese, I’ll only have 8 points left for dinner.<span style=""> </span>That’s just one Lean Cuisine.<span style=""> </span>It’s not enough!<span style=""> </span>I’ll be foraging for chips by midnight!” </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I get 21 points a day (and if you’re a WW subscriber who’s reading this you know I’m over a certain weight mark so please don’t tell!) Plus, an extra 35 points for the week to use any way or day I see fit.<span style=""> </span>It may sound like a lot, but trust me, they go fast when you grab that dinner roll off the table.<span style=""> </span>My advice if you can do it:<span style=""> </span>drink the 8 glasses of water a day if you can (even if you can only handle 4 or 5, just drink more than you normally do) and skip the white bread.<span style=""> </span>I know you love it as much as I do but remember you can have it again someday.<span style=""> </span>Just get yourself off of it for now.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">All in all, I stayed within my points, lost three pounds and was still able to enjoy some decadence.<span style=""> </span>Next week will be tough because I have a lot of family coming to visit so let’s see how I do.<span style=""> </span>I know the first week you tend to lose more so I’m not expecting to lose three more pounds in the second but wouldn’t that be nice?<span style=""> </span>But even if I did, my Wii Fit Plus would still say “THAT’S OVERWEIGHT!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-811256337903480992010-06-21T06:40:00.000-07:002010-08-18T11:09:03.356-07:00The Road to Thindom<span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />There’s nothing I enjoy more than working out and eating right.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wait, I was having that dream again where I am Bethany Frankel from Real Housewives of New York City. Sorry. There’s nothing I enjoy LESS than working out and eating right. That sounds more like me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">When I was told my job as VP of Branded Entertainment of a major cable network was being eliminated and I had two months to live… I mean “pack”… I quickly developed a “F*** IT” attitude. If they were getting rid of me then I was taking an extra five minutes at lunch, damn it. And I arrogantly began leaving 15 minutes early… on Fridays. HA! I showed them!!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">I also began some anger eating. And let me tell you, I was really <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">pissed</span>. In two months, I gained eight pounds. Now for most of you eight pounds is nothing but I was already a little on the plump side so it didn’t do me any favors.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I was home two months, wondering how to spend my severance pay when I happened to catch a glimpse of my tremendous posterior in my full length mirror (which now lives in a landfill somewhere).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Now, I've started my own business and I have control over my working hours. The initial pissed-offedness has worn down. But, I’m left with the shock of what I’ve done to my body. So I’m thinking it’s time to do something about said ass. So I bought the Wii Fit board and “game” to get in shape and dusted off my Weight Watchers on-line membership to do something about that anger eating.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I have 30 pounds and 3 dress sizes to lose to get back to normal. So to my smattering of readers, this blog is my chronicle of what’s sure to be this Guinea Pig’s rocky journey to thindom. I will check in each week to let you know if the Wii and Weight Watchers are living up to their hype and I’ll be honest about whether or not I’m living up to my promise.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">If you’re on a similar journey, please share your experiences, good or bad. Tips, encouragement, words of wisdom and celery stalks will also be welcome.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wish me luck!</span><br /><br /><br /></span>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-68786963945735753322010-04-22T13:00:00.000-07:002010-08-18T11:08:10.022-07:00Meet George Jetson...<span style="font-family:verdana;">That would make me, Jane, his wife. I will say, when it comes to husbands, I got one of the good ones. No. He doesn't help around the house any more than any other hubby, I suppose. And yes, he still needs to be reminded to take the kids out shopping for gifts because my birthday is just two days away. But he is kind, good natured, funny, smart, and top of the list: has absolutely no interest in sports. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />What he is interested in is science and technology. I believe his ultimate goal is to turn our entire household into one giant robot with a central processing unit named HAL located in the attic. He enters a room and demands "Computer, lights!" hoping someday they'll actually switch on with voice command.<br /><br />The following are home improvements he has offered to jury-rig in order to reach his goal:<br />1. A television in our bedroom that stays flat to the ceiling and comes down on a robotic arm over the bed when you're ready to watch.<br />2. A wave motion serving dish holder that continually moves the marinade around the roast for full flavor impact at dinner.<br />3. A joystick-controlled lawn mower.<br />4. A Flowbee system for the hedges. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />All of these ideas I vetoed. However, some robotic/automated items have made their way into our home. Here's how it happens:<br /><br />"Honey, I need your help a little more around the house. Maybe you could be in charge of cleaning the floors?"<br />"You bet! I'm all over it!"<br />... 3 days later...<br />"Honey, what is that round thing driving around on the floor upstairs?"<br />"Oh that's a Roomba! It vaccuums the floors for you. Now you have the help you need."<br />"Okay. Not exactly what I had in mind but..."<br /><br />This is exactly how we came to own the following items:<br /><br />The iRobot Roomba (a robotic hands-free vacuum cleaner that you set on a timer)<br />A Petmate Le Bistro (the automatic portion-control catfood dispenser)<br />A self-cleaning litter box<br />The Scrubbing Bubbles automatic shower cleaner<br /><br />Here's what I think of them respectively: Awesome. Crap. Crap. Crap.<br /><br /><strong>The Roomba: (We've named ours "Rusky")</strong><br />Since we got Rusky, the floors have never been cleaner. You set the timer and it runs every day at the same time. It vacuums in a zig-zag motion for about an hour and a half on a charge. It finds its way back to the dock when it's finished and charges itself. And then you empty the dirt bin.<br />The few downsides: It occasionally gets itself stuck under a dresser or coffee table. Also, my living room rug pattern has some blocks with a black background. When the Roomba gets close to those blocks, it assumes the black is a hole and moves around it instead of over it. So the dust is piling up there but if I let it sit long enough, it will appear as gray instead of black and then problem solved! I'll let you know if my theory is correct.<br /><br /><strong>The Le Bistro pet feeder:</strong><br />Well, let's just say ours has found a new home and is happily living in a landfill somewhere. The tank comes in different sizes so my husband, I mean you, can go long periods of time without filling one of the bigger ones. But the catfood gets jammed in the chute. The dish doesn't stay snapped into place and gets moved around when the cat eats. So when the food does come out, it pours out onto the floor. I felt like I had a whole new pet that needed constant attention and care. Thank goodness for Rusky who helped me out with this one.<br /><br /><strong>The self-cleaning litter box: </strong><br />This lives next door to the Le Bistro in the landfill so I can’t even tell you what brand it was. It consisted of an open-topped round drum where the litter was held, a rake arm that came down like a record-player needle, and a side bin to catch the waste. Theoretically, after the cat has done his business in the litter, the drum begins to turn, the rake comes down and digs into the litter catching every clump and poop as it rotates. The arm then begins to lift with the excrement in its claw, and robotically moves over to the bin as the lid opens and dumps it in. At least that’s what the box said it would do.<br />Real life? Not even close. The clumps were often too big for the rake to hold and the rake would carry them halfway to the bin and then they would just fall back into the drum or more often than not, out onto the floor. The bin was big enough to hold about 2 small clumps and one poop before that would overfill and also be on the floor.<br />Again, Rusky had to help us out with this one.<br /><br /><strong>The Scrubbing Bubbles Automatic Shower Cleaner:</strong><br />We tried this in our shower, which is not a full tub but a shower stall so weren’t asking a lot from this device. The idea is to hang this from the shower head. Every day when you get out of the shower, you push a button and pull the curtain and it emits a spray that essentially cleans your shower without rinsing or scrubbing.<br />Day 1… No difference.<br />Day 2… No difference.<br />Day 5… The shower seems to need scrubbing but my husband convinces me to let it do its job.<br />Day 8… Soap scum is turning brown. Maybe that’s a good sign.<br />Day 12… I nearly crack my head open slipping on the scum-covered shower floor. My husband says it’s the cleaning solution.<br />Day 15… I crack open the contraption and use the remaining solution to scrub the unaffected soap scum and the mildew garden that’s beginning to grow.<br />Day 16… The Scrubbing Bubbles Automatic Shower Cleaner heads for the land of misfit devices… the landfill.<br /><br />So he's one for four. The Roomba is the only item that is welcome to stay in the house. It is the only item that operates on its own and saves time and energy. If only my hubby could say the same. :](Just kidding, Sweetie. I love you! ;)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-55098832837914647222009-11-28T08:30:00.000-08:002013-05-29T07:05:44.236-07:00Congratulations! We’re Letting You Go.Three weeks ago, I was given “the talk” by my boss. After 15 years, with the company, my position was being eliminated. In all honesty, this was not a surprise. The company had been trimming the fat (me being the fat in this scenario) little by little. “This is no reflection on your performance… corporate downsizing… budgetary efficiency… blah blah blah… yada yada yada”. The reason didn’t matter. Once the decision was made and announced, I could either sit there in a stupor wondering how the hell they could do this to me, or I could figure out what the hell I was going to do.<br />
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I still have a month to go. So I walk in every day trying not to look as if my tail is between my legs. I spend my days finishing up projects, updating my resume, and thinking of nasty things to say to my boss that I won’t actually say. <br />
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However, I do have a few items I want to review with my coworkers before I depart. Things I’ve been meaning to discuss for some time. <br />
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Here they are in order of most irritating to least:<br />
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1. It is FLESH out an idea, not FLUSH. To flesh out an idea is to give it life by elaborating on it as a painter does when he gives a flesh color to his subjects. To flush something out is to drive it out in the open and expose it. I am constantly being asked to flush out an idea. I usually respond with “I only flush out the bad ones” and leave it at that.<br />
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2. PENULTIMATE is a big word. Don’t use it unless you really know what you’re doing. This word means “second to last” and nothing else. It does NOT mean the very pinnacle of ultimate. It does not mean the position you strive to achieve (unless there are only two contenders in the race). Look it up if you don’t believe me. An executive at our company once announced “We will make ours the penultimate website!” Personally, I think he should aim higher.<br />
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3. “A lot” is two words. Always has been, always will be. No matter how many times you type it that way, it will never be one word. Not even alittle.<br />
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4. You do not “loose” the bid or “loose” money in overages. You LOSE them. It may look right in an email, but it’s wrong. Got it?<br />
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5. And to all my dear friends who at the end of the workday bid me “Drive careful!” I love you, and thank-you for the sentiment. (Should I tell them that it’s “carefully?”)<br />
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If I can leave any kind of legacy at all, let these lessons be it. Forget all of the revenue I helped to generate, the last-minute presentations I put together when the future of the company depended on it. Don’t take into consideration that I played an integral part in bringing in new clients. And forget 15 years of loyalty and hard work.<br />
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Seriously, all bitterness aside, I’m actually grateful it’s happened. I’m generally a person who sees the good in any situation. After this much time, however, extracting the good takes a little more skill. But good there is. There are three especially good things I get out of this situation. Time with my daughter, time with my son, and time with my husband. Because of my longevity with the company, I will receive a nice severance pay. I can take a month or two off and see what it’s like to be home when the kids come home from school. I can have dinner on the table more often and not have to pick up Happy Meals on the way home. I will have time to bake cupcakes for the class. Time to sew costumes for the school play. Time to chaperone on field trips. And time to shoot baskets before dark. I get the gift of time with my family, something I ached for with every utterly exhausted fiber of my being.<br />
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The ‘powers that be’ have no idea what a gift they’ve given me. Although, I’m not sure I want to tell <em>them</em> this. It would be nice if they were losing a little sleep from the guilt over letting me go. However in all likelihood, I’m guessing not so much. I suppose I’d settle for them adhering to the above listed guidelines.Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-11050702671163391472009-10-27T11:07:00.000-07:002009-11-20T12:02:52.124-08:00The Accidental CougarSomehow I managed to fall through the cracks when they were passing out the societal categories. Having spent most of my teenage years in the 80's, I'm a little young to be a Baby Boomer. And, I'm a little old to be a Gen X. Up until now, I've travelled solo through this society without feeling a part of the moral or the immoral majorities, the hippies, the tech heads, the grungies, etc. The only time I had even a remote kinship with others around me was in the age of John Hughes films. He was the only man who understood my kind. I, of course, was a shoe-in for Ally Sheedy's "weirdo" character in "The Breakfast Club" which didn't help my cause when it came to ‘fitting in’. I totally would have lied my way into Saturday school just to hang out with someone for a day. <br /><br />Alas, as an adult, I grew away from that small group of Hughsies and was left again, groupless. That was until a new buzz word cropped up for which, I’m apparently fully qualified. I’m talking about the “Cougar”. People I knew were calling me a cougar before I even knew what this term meant. Suddenly my rank among co-workers was upgraded to rock star status. I could hardly hear myself think among the ‘You-Go-Girl!’s being hurled my way. I was continually forced to shift my purse to the other shoulder to prepare for oncoming high five’s. ‘What had I done to earn this distinction?’ I wondered. <br /><br /> If you don’t already know, a cougar is a woman over 40 who preys upon much younger men. It's true. My husband is 10 years and 4 months younger than me. Ladies and gentlemen, I am a cougar. <br /><br />"Hello, my name is Sharon. And I am a cougar. I have been a cougar for 4 years now."<br />(all together now) "HI, SHARON!!"<br /><br />And, as it turns out, there are varying <em>degrees</em> of ‘cougarness’. Your top of the line cougar will be pursuing men in their 20’s as a rule, mercilessly devouring one post-grad after another. The medium grade cougar makes it a rule never to date anyone her own age but is still seeking a meaningful relationship with her prey.<br /> <br /> In my case, I’m what you would call an “Accidental Cougar”. In all honesty, we fell in love without much thought at all to our ages. I never intended to seek out a younger man. I was merely aiming for a decent guy who wasn’t living with his mother or wearing a Judas Priest t-shirt. <br /><br />Sure, there are some generational differences. One being that he <em>is</em> a Gen X’er and I’m of no distinguishable generation. I can name all the characters on Welcome Back, Kotter. He can sing the theme to the Gummy Bears Cartoon. (I would have never guessed that they created a show inspired by candy until he told me it was so. Because honestly, who would have?)<br /><br />As categories go, I’m generally happy with this classification, although I’m no candidate for a trashy reality dating show. Hubby and I enjoy a life like any other happily married couple. And we’re only occasionally tripped up by our age difference. <br /><br />One night, while snuggling with him on the couch, I looked at my young hunk and said “We’re just like Hart to Hart.”<br />To which he said, “Who?”Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-84754538159823530642009-09-17T12:45:00.000-07:002009-09-30T08:28:59.435-07:00The Guinea Pig Report: Classic PickleAs a wannabe publishee, my dream, like many others, is to write the next classic. The book that defines our era, that stands the test of time and (of equal importance), sells millions of copies worldwide! And why not? So many great authors before us have done so. Just like my 9 year-old son who plays Rock Band and imagines himself the next Steven Tyler, I fall prey to thinking I'm the next Jane Austen or Augusten Burroughs. <br /><br />I try to balance my writing with my reading. With each book I read, I attempt to analyze each little nugget of goodness, dissecting the sentence structure, and contemplating the timelines the author chose, even examining how she moves from scene to scene. It is the author's choices in writing a book that intrigue me. I want to know what was edited out as much as I want to read what was kept in. <br /><br /> In my book club, we take turns hosting and the host chooses the book. Last month, we all agreed, the next book should be a classic. I attempted to send out telepathic signals to the chooser by repeating the mantra "Please not Wuthering Heights. Please not Wuthering Heights. Please not Wuthering Heights...” I think I had a short in my signal transmission however, because all she must have heard was the "Please" and the "Wuthering Heights" portions. <br /><br />"How about Wuthering Heights?" <br />“Oh, God!” I accidently blurted out. “I mean… Oh, God! I’ve always wanted to read Wuthering Heights!”<br /><br />That statement was true up until about 5 years ago when I actually attempted to <em>read</em> Wuthering Heights. I got about halfway through and packed it in. Now, I know there are many of you out there thinking “What? Wuthering Heights is a classic! One of the greatest romances of all times!”<br /><br />To that I can only say this. Write your own damn blog about it then.<br /><br />Let me start by saying that as far as structure, timing, editing, I can attest to the fact that this is a sound story with a beginning, middle, and end. My problem with Emily Bronte’s famed, no… REVERED novel is that I hate everyone in it. <br /><br />But I was younger 5 years ago, and maybe I could approach it with more optimism this time. I opened the book with an open mind knowing that my friends were off enjoying their experience with Bronte. Surely, I could find some redeeming qualities about these two people. <br /><br />Nope. I made it to chapter 21. I couldn’t take it anymore. <br /><br />On the back cover of my copy, the last sentence of the description reads: “Heathcliff and Catherine remain in the mind long after the last page has been turned.” Yep. That’s true. Heathcliff and Catherine remain in the mind the way a popcorn hull remains wedged between your teeth, or the way the smell of skunk remains in your car miles down the road after you pass it’s bloody, mangled carcass. <br /><br />I’ll give Emily credit. She wrote a novel in her 20’s. I’m in my 40’s and just now getting to page 78 on mine. She grew up the fifth child in a poor family in the early 1800’s and was self-educated. She only lived to be 30 years old. This is a woman who made the most of her short time here on earth. But let’s approach this without the sympathetic props, shall we?<br /><br />I ask you, are there two more unsavory, nasty, self-absorbed characters in all of literary history? How is one supposed to root for their hero when your hero is a pair of bleedin’ asses?? Here’s the ending I propose instead that would be a little more fitting for these characters:<br /><br />Heathcliff is buried up to his neck by Joseph who pours honey all over him and lets him get eaten to death by ants. All the while, Catherine’s ghost searches the moors for the rest of his rotting body. <br /><br /> And what about “the moors”? <br /><br />Exactly. What about ‘em? Oy! Nothing like two people who tick me off to the point that I don’t care if they end up at the bottom of the English Channel, living in what the dictionary describes as “a tract of open, peaty, wasteland”. <br /><br />This book left me with a sort of “good riddance” attitude. I can only imagine that what the author chose not to put in might have been moments of niceties between Heathcliff and Catherine. Moments I would have considered a nice relief from all the foul behavior we were bombarded with. <br /><br />Have at it Emily Bronte fans. I think I’ll pick up a nice Austen next time.Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-21905768142962904492009-05-01T18:51:00.000-07:002009-05-05T06:36:45.316-07:00The Guinea Pig Report: Jill the GPSI'm going to lay my cards on the table. Here it is. We don't like each other. There. I've said it. <br /><br />I'm not talking about my husband and me. I'm talking about the GPS. The Garmin Nuvi comes with a wide variety of voices you can choose to give you directions as you drive. Since this device belongs to my husband Chris, he got to pick. Each voice has a name assigned to it and he chose "Jill". There are several others with a myriad of accents, male and female. I voted for the Australian guy named Biff, but Chris held strong and so Jill it is. <br /><br />The thing about Jill is, she loves Chris. She's there to help him at every turn. When he comes to a crossroads, Jill sees him through it. (Please tell me these puns aren't wasted on you)<br /><br />But let me tell you. She's a control freak. When I'm driving, I like to decide the route. Oh sure, we start off okay. She tells me which way to go coming out of the driveway and I think "How cute. She thinks I don't know." <br /><br />By the time I'm leaving the subdivision she starts getting a little pushy. "In point 2 miles, turn right."<br /><br />And occasionally I like to go <em>off</em> the beaten path. And that's when the gloves come off. She says turn right. I decide that the steering wheel is in <em>my</em> hands so I turn left. And then she says it: <br /><br />"Recalculating"<br /><br />Remember that snotty girl in high school that you despised? The one who knew she was soooo much better than you because she had the cool jeans and yours were Walmart brand? Apparently she's now doing voice overs for Garmin. She doesn't just say the word. She says it with a six pack of attitude. Yep, she's all nicey nice as long as you do things her way.<br /><br />Now if Biff and I were driving? I'd be enjoying the open road with a friendly pal and the confidence that I'll get where I need to go. <br /><br />Cool factors about the Garmin Nuvi are that you can load music and pictures into it. You can also choose your vehicle icon which includes a motorcycle, fighter jet, or alien spaceship. And it's super easy to navigate (last pun, I promise)<br /><br />I really love that you can download new maps and even use it in another country. That would have come in handy on our honeymoon in Italy. Ever try to ask for directions in another language when all you know is "how much does this cost" and "do you accept visa?"<br /><br />Would I buy another one? Heck yeah! But if I see Jill at the class reunion, I'm not telling <em>her</em> that.Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024171463661158865.post-6452012432230078402009-05-01T18:36:00.000-07:002009-10-30T08:37:45.623-07:00The Guinea Pig Report: iPhone, u-Phone, we-all-Phone 4 iPhonesThe third anniversary is the leather anniversary. I got him a leather jacket, wallet, and belt. Honestly, what else would there be to give? Unless we were into some unmentionable activities… which we’re not just for the record. <br /><br />My hubby splurged on 2 iPhones (with leather cases). One for him, of course. Now, not being an electronic guru, I just didn’t know if I even cared about owning one of these things. I had always been fascinated by people who owned one and could stretch an image of their dog with just their fingertips. But I figured the fascination ended there.<br /><br />Not so. Once I downloaded my first “app”. We iPhone people call them “apps” instead of “applications”. It’s our little jargon. What’s that? Your cell phone doesn’t have apps? Pity. <br /><br />And it’s just <em>that</em> that gets you. You start with a free taste. I could stay up all night searching for new app freebees. For Christmas, I told everyone to give me iTunes gift cards so I could get another fix. I was hooked. More than hooked. I was on a gadget high so big I thought I’d never come down. I’d exhausted all the cool free ones. Shazam being my favorite. You can hold up your iPhone in a noisy Chili’s restaurant and it can still tell you what song is playing over the speakers, even if you can’t make it out yourself. Friggin’ amazing!!!<br /><br />I’ve got GPS, restaurant critics, a carpenter’s level, a guitar, cute kittens with stupid misspelled captions, even an app that locates my husband right at my fingertips! Heck, I think there’s even one that controls the weather if I can just find where I put it. Yes, folks this was a love affair that would last a lifetime. <br /><br />Until…<br /><br />“Oh [expletive]!” says my husband from the other room. He dropped my iPhone moving it to the charger one day and shattered the glass front. <br /><br />“No problem” I’m thinking. No doubt this is a 2-dollar part and is the last thing to go on and the first thing to come off in a repair. What could this possibly cost?<br /><br />We take my shattered iPhone to the Apple Store with as much care as if we were bringing a wounded puppy to the vet. <br /><br />“I’m sorry” says Eric, the 17 year old kid with the grommet in his earlobe. “You’ll have to make an appointment with one of our geniuses” as he checks out another teen customer who’s taking her own picture with a MAC. <br />Now folks, when entering a store in the mall, one doesn’t expect to hear the words ‘you’ll have to make an appointment’ but hey, they have geniuses! Fantastic! “Which ones are the geniuses?” I ask. I kept looking for someone with a pipe and a sweater vest and Einstein-esque hair but they all pretty much looked like Eric. <br /><br />We make an appointment for the next day. They just couldn’t squeeze us in today. We come back and check in at our appointment time and still wait another 30 minutes to be seen by a ‘genius’. <br /><br />He took one look at my shattered little friend and told us it would cost 350 dollars. 350 DOLLARS!!! I chuckled back with an old sit-com line. “I’m sorry. For a minute there I thought you said it would cost 350 dollars.”<br /><br />“Yes, ma’am.”<br /><br />Yessiree! No matter what logic I laid at his feet about this being a cheap part and easy to repair, he wouldn’t budge. Not even the fact that we only paid $300 for the device itself moved him. “Apple policy” he cites. <br /><br />I thought “Fine. I can live with the shattered glass front. Now it has character!” The fact was it did still operate perfectly well. So what if I had to extract tiny shards of glass out of my ear after each phone call? <br /><br />After a week, we found a plan B. It was an unauthorized repair site where they could fix it for a mere 100 dollars. However the warranty would be officially voided. But in my opinion, if something else happens to this baby, I’m still not going to spend the $350 to get it fixed. The risk is only if a factory defect shows up suddenly. But so far, the gamble has paid off. <br /><br />After this experience, I still love my iPhone but I handle it as if it were a test tube of plutonium. Oh, and for the record? I don’t think they’re really geniuses. I don’t even think they could make it onto Jeopardy.Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702713609089932796noreply@blogger.com1