Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
WTF?
It's nice to see that my school is mowing the lawn and blowing leaves into the street during the gas shortage.
Especially after this quote from USA Today:
Gary Harris, executive director of the North Carolina Petroleum and Convenience Marketers, whose members sell about 90% of the gasoline in North Carolina, says he expects two to four more weeks of shortages. "There was a lot of panic buying fueled by media coverage of the shortage," he says. "Now, it's hard to catch up."
Especially after this quote from USA Today:
Gary Harris, executive director of the North Carolina Petroleum and Convenience Marketers, whose members sell about 90% of the gasoline in North Carolina, says he expects two to four more weeks of shortages. "There was a lot of panic buying fueled by media coverage of the shortage," he says. "Now, it's hard to catch up."
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Attacked at Wal Mart
I hedged a bet earlier today and ventured out to see if I could find gas. My neighbors told me of a couple of places they knew for a fact had gas near us and since I was at a quarter of a tank, I decided to at least drive up to 10 miles to see if they were right. Fortunately for me, they were right and I only had to wait about 15 minutes. Not so bad.
With my newly fueled freedom, I headed over to Satan's Playground (Wal-Mart) because I needed some litter and thread. I strolled through the lingerie department because I've been on a hunt for a bra with no luck as of late. All I want is a simple cotton bra with under wire.
While glancing through a rack, a sales associate came over and asked if I needed any help. I held back my surprise with a "I'm just looking, thanks." Her reply was that the bras I was standing in front of were much to big for me.
Can you show me where the smaller ones are?
Oh, yes, come with me.
I follow her to an area stuffed to the gills with padded bras.
I'm looking for something without padding.
Oh, you need padding.
I don't want padding. I don't care if my boobs are small.
You need a size A. There are some size As in the clearance rack.
I fail to mention to her that I am not a size A. As she digs through the clearance rack, I look for size B.
She grabs a few As and Bs for me and I go and try them on. I had no original intention of trying anything on but I had to get away from the lady.
Oh, I forgot to mention that I had walked the dogs for about 45 minutes and wasn't using the a/c in my car. I've also been using aluminum free deodorant that only lasts about 4 hours. I smelled like a homeless person.
So, I try on the A bra and the damn thing's too big. It was a 36 A. So, maybe? Frick. I try on a 34B and was thrilled that it fit well, even though it was padded like a 16 year olds prom dress. While I'm adjusting and stinking up the dressing room, the lady came by to throw 2 other bras under the door for me.
I gave up and put on my stinky bra and shirt. I opened the door slowly for fear of being accosted again and threw the 5 bras to the lady in charge of the dressing rooms.
I sprinted to the craft department.
I did stop by Customer Service before I left to let them know that the lady was very helpful. She was, except she kept yelling A CUP and/or YOU NEED A PADDED BRA.
With my newly fueled freedom, I headed over to Satan's Playground (Wal-Mart) because I needed some litter and thread. I strolled through the lingerie department because I've been on a hunt for a bra with no luck as of late. All I want is a simple cotton bra with under wire.
While glancing through a rack, a sales associate came over and asked if I needed any help. I held back my surprise with a "I'm just looking, thanks." Her reply was that the bras I was standing in front of were much to big for me.
Can you show me where the smaller ones are?
Oh, yes, come with me.
I follow her to an area stuffed to the gills with padded bras.
I'm looking for something without padding.
Oh, you need padding.
I don't want padding. I don't care if my boobs are small.
You need a size A. There are some size As in the clearance rack.
I fail to mention to her that I am not a size A. As she digs through the clearance rack, I look for size B.
She grabs a few As and Bs for me and I go and try them on. I had no original intention of trying anything on but I had to get away from the lady.
Oh, I forgot to mention that I had walked the dogs for about 45 minutes and wasn't using the a/c in my car. I've also been using aluminum free deodorant that only lasts about 4 hours. I smelled like a homeless person.
So, I try on the A bra and the damn thing's too big. It was a 36 A. So, maybe? Frick. I try on a 34B and was thrilled that it fit well, even though it was padded like a 16 year olds prom dress. While I'm adjusting and stinking up the dressing room, the lady came by to throw 2 other bras under the door for me.
I gave up and put on my stinky bra and shirt. I opened the door slowly for fear of being accosted again and threw the 5 bras to the lady in charge of the dressing rooms.
I sprinted to the craft department.
I did stop by Customer Service before I left to let them know that the lady was very helpful. She was, except she kept yelling A CUP and/or YOU NEED A PADDED BRA.
I'm in love with Tina fey
I thought I posted this earlier today. Click me to see the real footage as shown on Cafferty.
Quilted coasters
Not so good for the South, but easy and quick to make. Each one has a Chinese fortune attached to it.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Holy cow!
The bear notified me that the Cleveland County Fair is this weekend. Included in the entertainment is a Demolition Derby, a tractor pull, Agri-Cadabera, the Star Family Circus, and New Blood Wrestling. Seriously, look at the guys. You know there's going to be some chairs thrown about.
I'm praying for that large supply of gas to get to us quickly! Yeah, 'cause there's a gas shortage in the Queen City and everyone's freaking out. We even have have a couple of employees who couldn't make it to work because they didn't have enough gas. Yikes!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Retarded=slow
I really have been up to something lately - nothing too exciting though. I've made some knitting bags and played around with a lot of applique. Each bag has places to put knitting needles, crochet hooks, dpns and a pocket for what ever else.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Uh, yes, I guess you do....
For some reason the "tag" was instituted this semester to keep kids from walking off with our pencils and pens. I know we're on a budget and all, but I do agree with the kid.
This situation has just been remedied for the moment as I have just found a drawer full of pens and pencils to leave out for those without writing utensils. I'm not sure who's been collecting the hoard, but I'm about to let them all go.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
The bear's secret power
The bear has wished at one point that he had the ability to invisibly smack the people in the back of the head. I wish I had that power too so I can smack the senior citizen with the poster. I suppose he may be on a fixed income....
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