A previous comment gave me advice to not ball off the foat (fall off the boat) when I was planning to go perching for fish (fishing for perch) in Lake Michigan. If only someone had told me that for this weekend!
Renae and I got up early to fish—our first opportunity at the cottage. I had caught one bass with my new rod Renae had given me for my birthday. We were sitting on the fishing seats at the front of the pontoon when she pointed to some dirt on my leg. I stood up and was going to reach down to get some water to get the dirt off my leg when my foot slipped on the metal strip on the edge of the boat. Apparently the inside of my right leg hit in numerous placing as I fell into the water because I’m bruised from my foot up. Needless to say I let go of my rod and Renae watched it sink to the bottom of the lake!
Besides my body, my ego is quite bruised as well.
That night every time I was almost asleep, I was suddenly under water trying to get back up to the top. It was a rough night.
The next morning when I needed to rinse off my hands while fishing, I laid down on the floor of the boat and reached down to the water. Falling off the boat once was an accident, twice would be stupidity.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
The Game is ON!
I’m not big on pranks and practical jokes; each time it has to get bigger and better which ends up being meaner and dirtier. I worked at a place where two teachers had a tradition of upping each other on April’s Fool’s Day. I wasn’t impressed from the first year I was there; to me there wasn’t fun in seeing it go on and on.
However. . .the game is on with one of our dealers. Here’s the background. For our on-line document storage we have to put a sheet with bar codes between documents made up of multiple pages for the scanners to read the start of a new document. We send those to our dealers out of our office. One dealer has an AP (Lisa) and an AR person (Julie) who both are great at making fun out of the mundane. I had sent a large stack (probably 300 sheets) to Lisa and it seemed as if only a couple of weeks later she requested more. I asked if they were eating them to which replied yes, they found the bar code sheets quite tasty for snack time. We were thinking of various uses for which they were going through the bar code sheets so quickly and I mentioned that they are actually like a sleep number bed and you can stack them as high as you want for the “firmness” you prefer for sleeping.
This is the picture I received from Lisa as taken by Julie.
Not to be outdone I sent this to Lisa today to let her know my motivation for sitting at my desk to work.
Julie’s reply was “I always knew Lisa was rock star; now she’s wallpaper.” That statement made me laugh almost as the picture did originally.
The game is on, and I expect something coming down the pike from Lisa in the near future. Don’t worry—I have my next idea if I can figure out Paint Shop Pro.
However. . .the game is on with one of our dealers. Here’s the background. For our on-line document storage we have to put a sheet with bar codes between documents made up of multiple pages for the scanners to read the start of a new document. We send those to our dealers out of our office. One dealer has an AP (Lisa) and an AR person (Julie) who both are great at making fun out of the mundane. I had sent a large stack (probably 300 sheets) to Lisa and it seemed as if only a couple of weeks later she requested more. I asked if they were eating them to which replied yes, they found the bar code sheets quite tasty for snack time. We were thinking of various uses for which they were going through the bar code sheets so quickly and I mentioned that they are actually like a sleep number bed and you can stack them as high as you want for the “firmness” you prefer for sleeping.
This is the picture I received from Lisa as taken by Julie.
Not to be outdone I sent this to Lisa today to let her know my motivation for sitting at my desk to work.
Julie’s reply was “I always knew Lisa was rock star; now she’s wallpaper.” That statement made me laugh almost as the picture did originally.
The game is on, and I expect something coming down the pike from Lisa in the near future. Don’t worry—I have my next idea if I can figure out Paint Shop Pro.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Chickens Week 7
Tomorrow the chickens will be 7 weeks old. We weighed two of them tonight. One was 4.25 lbs. and the other was 3.75 lbs. The runt hid in the back corner so we couldn't get it weighed.
Butchering day has been scheduled: Sept. 4. (4 1/2 weeks to go.)
Butchering day has been scheduled: Sept. 4. (4 1/2 weeks to go.)
Monday, August 3, 2009
Pithy Advice
I'm sitting at Mocha 'n Music using their free internet (yes, I bought a drink) and reading some comments on a blog that asked about who people got the best piece of wisdom from. One person said:
We often hear the phrase, "live every day as if it were your last day on earth." I say, don't. If I do this then I will do selfish things, hurt people. It is MY last day, after all! Instead, I should live as if it is everyone else's last day, full of love, compassion, mercy and understanding for all I come in contact with, looking for ways to help and serve others. And by doing this I am also serving Christ.
We often hear the phrase, "live every day as if it were your last day on earth." I say, don't. If I do this then I will do selfish things, hurt people. It is MY last day, after all! Instead, I should live as if it is everyone else's last day, full of love, compassion, mercy and understanding for all I come in contact with, looking for ways to help and serve others. And by doing this I am also serving Christ.
Busy, busy, busy
This was in a reply from a co-workers e-mail today:
I actually thought you were not here today, I thought you were on vacation this week. You are a very busy lady. With running the farm, fishing, freezing vegetables, picking berries, making bread, etc. I am not sure how you will find time golf. It surely sounds like you will not have any time for a vacation. Are you sure you do not need to be building a house or something? : )
I wanted to reply back:
Please don't exaggerate, I only volunteer with Habitat for Humanity on our Fridays off; it's not as if I'm building the entire house. Golf may have to be postponed as I'm not sure which night I'll be doing my Big Brother/Big Sisters mentoring. You know I have to make sure it's not a night I'm making supper at the mission.
I actually thought you were not here today, I thought you were on vacation this week. You are a very busy lady. With running the farm, fishing, freezing vegetables, picking berries, making bread, etc. I am not sure how you will find time golf. It surely sounds like you will not have any time for a vacation. Are you sure you do not need to be building a house or something? : )
I wanted to reply back:
Please don't exaggerate, I only volunteer with Habitat for Humanity on our Fridays off; it's not as if I'm building the entire house. Golf may have to be postponed as I'm not sure which night I'll be doing my Big Brother/Big Sisters mentoring. You know I have to make sure it's not a night I'm making supper at the mission.
A Rose By Any Other Name .. .
This morning I talked with a lady on the phone about a small business venture, and she commented about my last name--no surprise. I admitted to its length but mentioned that it is pronounced exactly as it looks and compared to the Dutch names around this area, my name isn't so bad.
She sent me an e-mail and her last name is Czarnopis.
Apparently it's pronounced "the pot calling the kettle black".
She sent me an e-mail and her last name is Czarnopis.
Apparently it's pronounced "the pot calling the kettle black".
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Saturday Night
It's Saturday night, and I'm reading Chapter 2 in Social Problems as I continuing prepping for my class on Wednesday night.
I would rather be doing something fun.
I would rather be doing something fun.
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