Comcast Goodbye to TV...Comcast has lied to me for the last time. Telling me my cable bill would not go up with the new digital setup being sent. Then being told that the standard package was no longer available so my bill would be only going up a dollar when I had a letter right in front of my face it was going up more than that. We might get direct tv but I barely watch tv as it is. We'll see how others handle the loss of tv. As far as I am concerned it's not the amount going up so much as the fact I was lied to more than once.
This time they got the penny out of the account right. My balance is $0.00, but they still show the account as OPEN. Grrrr. What is WRONG with these idiots? Now I'll have to go find the name of the person that assured me everything would be taken care of and ask him in a nice manner "What the %%$%# is wrong and when are you going to FIX it?"
Sizes I am reaching the 115 lb mark according to my scale - yay! And I'm not listening to the nurse that told me I had lost weight since my last visit. I've gained weight, I know it, and it shows for the better, I think.
So to celebrate I just purchased 4 new pairs of jeans. Size 4R. They are bigger than my size 5's that are now a bit too tight on me. That makes me think of the size 9 wedding shoes I wore almost 15 years ago. Now I'm a size 6 shoe. I still think it's weird that there are size 0's for sale, too. If you're trying to subconsciously boost someone's ego by describing bigger sizes with smaller numbers, telling someone they are a zero doesn't quite jibe, now does it.
What a wacky clothing world we women must endure ;)
Inauguration There's nothing quite like walking through an elementary school where the only sound is coverage of the next best President of the US. Over the speakers and on screens in every classroom and in the office. Cool.
Craigslist Rats Just got a call that someone will investigate so that's encouraging. Most likely they will not confiscate the rats...merely educate; either way I feel better that someone will be following up. I'll also try to periodically follow-up on the craigslist post myself to see what ends up happening.
Neighbor's Yellow Lab I noticed a loose yellow lab with a red collar and no tags on the way to breakfast this morning and turned around to check it out. I ended up following it to a neighbor's house and though it barked at me when I got out it wasn't mean. In fact, when it realized I was going up to the door it looked in the front window ad wagged it's tail. I felt uncomfortable knocking a/o ringing a stranger's door so early in the morning but I was pretty sure the dog lived there. I was probably stern looking when the guy answered but he thanked me for making sure the dog was his. He seemed surprised to hear where I found the dog. I told him my name and that I live down the street but he didn't tell me his, the dog's, why the dog was out, whether or not it may happen again, or much of anything. I'm sorry, but thank you is not enough in this case. Unless it never happens again. I have the address and number to animal control. He can pay a fine if he wants to be so blase about it. From what I hear from others it's not the first time the dog has gotten out. So, we'll see. If it happens again I may simply return the dog and speak my full mind or I may have better things to do with my time and leave the enforcing to others, that wont' be so nice.
I'd be perfectly happy with an enforced cat leash law as well, that grandfathered in already existing outdoor cats.
The Final Entry This has been my transitional journal. Transitional from a life I chose but did not want to a life I NEED. I NEED to be happy. If I am not happy, then I cannot take care of my life's work. As stated before my life's work is my family and the people I care about. My passion is what I am best at and what I hope to achieve *secret smile*. My best used to be concentrated in an unproductive manner. That has changed. I know what I want. What kind of person I want to be, how I want to influence people, who I want with me. I am slowly printing out this journal. It will takes days, maybe weeks. At the end I will close this chapter of my life. This is a very important missing entry that most of you will probably never see. It is a very private part of me. It will be added, printed, to be shown only to that special some one (maybe). My new journal will be oregonsongbird. I have not started it yet, but it will be different. I am different; yet still learning and growing. I still welcome all of my friends. You are a part of who I am today. I am proud of that. I hope you all are too (or will be) :-)
"Time cast a spell on you but you won't forget me....I know I should have loved you but you would not let me...You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you." Fleetwood Mac - Silver Springs
Current Mood: Pounding Current Music: Fleetwood Mac "Go Your Own Way"
I’ve been toying with an idea recently. Maybe didn’t know it ‘til just now exactly what it was. Just *something* rattling around in my brain. This morning (well, last night, yesterday too with something different) it all seemed to click. I know there are a ton of wannabe writers out there. A ton of wannabe singers, musicians, actors….blah blah blah. :-)
Just look at all the journals out there. Heck look at MY journal. Writing, singing, music, acting? It’s all art. An expression of emotion and true self at the time. At least, that’s what being the best at it is about. I think. I’m art. I have a full-time job now. I’m a mom. I love being a mom. I love my kid. She’s the best. I love my friends. They’re the best. I love…..well, you get the idea J But it IS about balance. I’m not just art. I am also so much more. I’m about science and learning. I about helping and hurting. I’m about laughing and learning. Wait, I said learning more than once….I’m about teaching too. I’m about two-way. Two-way is best.
I’m about ME. Pure and simple. ME and what I WANT out of life. I pretty much have it…..always room for improvement though (well MOST of the time) *grin*
I want to WRITE. I want to have my life and be happy (well and sad and giggly and mad and nuts and all those other things out there and inside of me). I want to write a book. It may not accomplish anything “out there” but it’s what I want to do. I also want to live life and all that that implies. I have to have something (someones) to live about and with and write ABOUT.
Anyway, just thought I’d share with all of my friends :-D
Breathe In Breathe Out The R&B band had it's bi-monthly meeting to practice tonight resulting in the typical initial discord and decidedly unharmonious moments. Not the most relaxing thing to listen to in the evening. Maybe I'll lull myself with some Quickening....
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