Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Ranting on an idiot boss

Because we are short handed and I have vacation next week I worked thru lunch today. My husband was sweet and got me lunch from McD's. I had him get me Chicken Selects and a Shamrock shake. No big deal, hubby gets me lunch fairly often. So I'm sitting there at my desk eating and working when my boss comes up to me and decides my lunch needs some sort of comment. He mentions that he doesn't recognize them as something from McD's and I tell him what they are. He comments then that they are a more rugged version of the chicken mcnugget and how they would go camping. He then babbles about how the chicken mcnuggets would be taken on a camping trip but chicken selects would go camping by themselves. Yes, that's right folks. My boss thinks that McD's chicken selects can go camping without any human intervention. The man has finally flipped his lid, its time to put some chlorine in the gene pool 57yrs to late. Still confused in Wisconsin, Heather

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Baking Leperachaun eyeballs - or what to do when your hubby's away

My husband is in sunny Florida while I'm stuck in dreary Wisconsin. So, how do I keep myself occupied? Why I hunt down Leperachauns and bake their eyeballs. I have a fabulous recipe if you are interested. Actually I'm just teasing you. Everyone knows you broil Leperachaun eyeballs not bake :) But in actuality I am making polymer clay beads for St. Patty's day. I am working on some pot of gold beads, 4 leaf clover beads, and leperachaun head beads. I am hoping to sell them on ebay when they are done. I'm also working on my newest addition to my business. I am going to offer polymer clay birthday parties for kids. I will bring a bunch of clay and tools and let the kids go nuts. Hopefully it will go over well. We have lots of kids in our neighborhood that are of the appropriate age so once I finish my brochure I will be distributing it to hopefully get the word out. Wish me luck. More later, Heather

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Venting on the firing of a coworker

Would someone please just shoot me now! February is our busiest month. We bill for 2/3rds of our year end products in February which means tons of extra data entry and my boss decides that yesterday is the perfect time to fire one of my coworkers. Now, granted, the woman was a putz and wasn't working out but at least she was doing something. Couldn't he have let her stay till the end of the month? Or if he had to fire her sooner than later why did he wait until now? Why couldn't he have gotten rid of her in early January so we could have had a replacement by now? *Sigh* sorry for the rant but this isn't the first time my boss has pulled off an ill-timed manuever with little regard for those of us who have to deal with the effects of his decision. Ah well, the jewelry thing is picking up so maybe I will be able to quit my job soon. Hey, if I'm going to dream I might as well dream big right? Time for me to go, I gotta hunt down a reasonably priced heart shaped ruby. I have a client who wants me to sent one in a polymer clay rose and turn it into a pendant.

Sunday, January 30, 2005

A dog's life

Ok, so I'm taking some time out for me after a very busy day. I finished 12 red hat pins and made a bunch of bracelets and earrings to send to my dad to sell at the flea market next weekend. Its been a very productive day and I'm tired. What has my dog done today? Well, she and I went for a walk. Then while I ate breakfast she slept next to me. When I worked in my studio she slept in a corner of it. Then we took another walk. And now, she is sleeping next to me again. Yup, in my next life I want to be a dog. Its gotta be nice to be able to sleep and play all day. If I am ever able to make a living by my jewelry I will get to find out because working in my studio is very much like playing to me. Despite my jealousy I do love my dog dearly. Even if she is incredibly expensive. Last week between an ear infection, her annual shots, and her OCD (obsesive compulsive disorder) she cost us over $500. I really wish pet health insurance was worth the paper the policies are printed on. I looked into a few companies and found that insurance only covered annual care and nonrecurring expenses. If Summer were to get hit by a car they'd take care of the bills but they won't cover her drugs for OCD because as one company so rudely put it "Dogs don't have mental illnesses. People who treat their dogs for mental illness need to be checked for mental illness themselves." I would love to drop Summer off at their offices for a week without her pills. Let them tell me that dogs don't get mental illnesses then, HA! Summer is a purebred (and I suspect highly overbred) german shepherd. Her OCD takes the form of tail chasing and licking to the point that she will chew the tip of her tail bloody and spray blood all over when she chases it or she will lick holes in her hide. She also has allergies and when they flare up they cause her to itch which further reinforces the chasing and licking. So that means that every day I have to give her 2 doggie downers and allergy shots on a regular schedule. She hates both but the shots are the worst. I'm not nearly as good at it as the vet is. All this doesn't matter though. I still love her dearly, she is such a sanity saver when I come home from a bad day at work I can depend on her to want nothing that isn't easily provided. A walk, food, water, an ear scratch and if she's really needy maybe a butt scratch or a toss of the tennis ball and she's happy. Much different from my boss and coworkers. (I wonder what my boss would do if I were to walk up to him and scratch him behind the ear?) Ah well, I've rambled enough, now I have some ears to scratch. Until later, Heather

Saturday, January 29, 2005

Random Ramblings on a Lazy Saturday

It's another gray winter day here in Wisconsin and I am hanging out online. Why? Because I really have no reason to do anything right now. Sometimes its just nice to do absolutly nothing. Later today I will spend a few hours in my studio but for now I am just hanging out while I wait for the laundry to dry. Currently I am watch a recorded episode of What not to Wear. I love this show, some of the people they dress just crack me up and I LOVE Stacy. I would love to have her come shopping with me and tell me what to buy. I hate clothes shopping for myself. Men have it so easy, I can go to the store, buy 3 pair of pants and a few shirts for my husband and I know they will fit because they are so convienently labeled by the inch, not some randomly arrived at number the designer decided on. Women's clothing sizes have to be random because there is no other way to explain the fact that I have a dress size 8 and one size 16 in my closet and they both fit exactly the same. That is just insane. Well that's enough for right now. If I ramble to much my mind wanders and can't find its way home again, although some would say that's already happened. TTFN, Heather