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Friday Fill-In 65

1. Some relationships are meant to be forever.
2. Slaughter is the last concert I saw; it was pretty good.
3. Spring should be a time to warm my bones.
4. Oh no! I forgot my checkbook!
5. I’ve recently started hanging out on infield parking.
6. My nephew never fails to make me smile.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to laundry, tomorrow my plans include oogling my nephew and Sunday, I want to (let’s say it all together now…) Watch the race!

And now…Paddy’s Working For A Living MI-5

Paddy sez: Since this issue has been on my mind as of late, here is a 5 about jobs and careers (Billy wanted it to be about funk tunes, but this is cathartic, so bear with me):

  1. Think back now. What was your first REAL job … you know, one thatyou had a W-2 from at the end of the year. Tell us about it: Actually it wasn’t that far off from what I do now. I was a Student Technician for the IT department. I was mainly assigned to the helpdesk. Ocassionally I would get to shadow one of our technicians and help them in the field. It gave me the great knowledge base I have that helps me in this job.
  2. Everybody has had a favorite job, perhaps one that they are still in. What was yours? Well I actually like this job most of the time. But my favorite job was as a part time nanny for a little boy. He was the cutest little boy…he was my little buddy. I often wonder if he remembers me. I did this for a couple years before I started at the University and several months in…but I just ran ou of time…but would still babysit occasionally for awhile…but then that dropped off too.
  3. Remember that job that you thought would be great … that wasn’t? My mom was able to keep me stocked up in the babysitting jobs because she worked at a school. Anyway she had me lined up to sit for this one family…there were three kids and the most I had ever sat at the same time were two but I didn’t think it would be a problem because these kids were all older. OMG they were holy terrors. I prayed for the parents to come back. The dad did and paid me and asked if I could wait he would give me a ride home. I thanked him and said that it was ok I didn’t live that far away (and honestly I didn’t). She would call and ask me to sit again and I just told her I was already booked. Urg.
  4. What is more important to you in your career choice: Money or Satisfaction? Or both … or something else? Explain: I think there needs to be a balance. You wouldn’t be satisfied to work at a great job if you were paid peanuts…however I don’t think I could work at a job were I made total bank if I hated the job. If that were the case I would be a nurse.
  5. OK, it’s dream job time. For the sake of this exercise, we’ll assume that you can at least make a comfortable living wage from the work … regardless of its nature. So, what is it that you would choose to do, day in, day out, to earn your daily bread? I would be a writer of some sort. Possibly a sports writer covering nascar? I am not sure…but there is definitely writing in there.

So admittedly I didn’t really write much about the race at Bristol. It was a busy week and I have had a couple of thoughts about the Bristol race rolling around in my noggin for awhile but then all of the sudden it was Easter and then my nephew was born and they got pushed to the side for awhile…so here goes nothing:

I am too tired to go looking it up but I am pretty sure I was one of those fans who thought that the fall race at Bristol last season sucked. I blamed it on the redo of the banking at the track and I am willing to eat my words because I thought the race last weekend at Bristol rocked. It was a good hard race with not too many cautions.

I really want to say this…as my readers know or may have garnered from my blogskin, I am a Tony Stewart fan through and through…and this goes without saying. However, I was a little miffed at the print media after the race. Often Jeff Burton was described as having “stole” the race from Stewart and Hamlin. Stealing, to me, has very negative connotations and I don’t think that Jeff Burton did anything but basically let the win fall in his lap and that isn’t stealing…that is luck (and some skill…I mean he was up there to get it right)? Don’t think I didn’t curse a blue streak when Kevin Harvick took out my Tony (yes I call him my Tony now) and had Kevin Harvick won…I would be more than a little cranky towards him….and I think it would have then been appropriate to say that the race had been stolen from Tony by Harvick.

So now we are onto Martinsville..another short track (I love them) and hopefully another kickass race and it will only be made better if Tony brings home the checkered flag.

  • Today I finally actually held my nephew. I decided it has been too long since I held a baby.  Why is it when you are sitting on a couch with a fresh newborn cuddled up on your chest the world kinda of slips away?
  • I was almost thirty minutes late coming back from lunch. Why? See first bullet!
  • Last week Roxy did the strangest thing she has ever done. Well strange for her…probably not strange for dogs…but definitely strange for her:  The methodically pulled everything out of the laundry basket (clean) and onto the floor…one item at a time.  This is weird because Roxy is usually afraid of the laundry basket and if its in the same room as her she won’t go anywhere near it. Apparently somehow her ball got in it but we have tried this before and she still usually will not go anywhere near it.  When my dad told me I didn’t believe him. Until I saw her doing it a bit later with my own eyes.  It’s really quite something to see…she drags each piece out by her teeth daintily like she has an egg wrapped up in it.  That’s my kooky dog for you.  Of course I love my dog…but I still washed all the clothes again..yuck.
  • Ahhh my wide-angle addon for my new canon is STILL not in. I am beginning to lose hope for it. Urg.

May I present….

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My nephew to you? MXM (yes those really are his initials) was born on March 24th at 10:18 pm (yes that is 18 hours of labor). He weighed 7lbs 4oz and was 19 inches long.  And boy let me tell you he can scream.  We could hear him out in the lobby!

First the baby watch update. Things are going slow….that means so far for those keeping track at home…7 hours of labor…and no baby.  I am still at work…working. 

So my favorite part of Easter is dying eggs…because well…its fun.  This weekend was also an “OFF” weekend in NASCAR.  I think I was suffering total NASCAR withdrawal this weekend. How do you I know this??  Just look at my eggs:

Feel free to check out the whole flickr set…The Unofficial Easter Eggs of NASCAR for more drivers like: Jeff Gordon (both the traditional and Nicorette paint schemes), Jimmie Johnson, Jeff Burton and more.

Do you want to know what I brought with me to work for breakfast?? Two hardboiled eggs and a Coke Zero. Real healthy right? I brought the Coke Zero because I NEED caffeine BADLY and I knew I wouldn’t have time to stop by starbucks for something before work.

I slept like utter crap last night. I have been sleeping like utter crap overall since the time change…which is odd because usually this time change is the easier one for me. My body tends to just like being on daylight savings time better. Last night had be tossing and turning. Giving up sleep at around two, I grabbed my booklight and a book…read for at least an hour…and then decided to go back to sleep. Rolling around some more…finally drifting off somewhere around 3:30 I figure.

I was awaken by the tell-tell BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP of my cell phone getting a text message at 5:55 this morning. 40 minutes before my alarm goes off and 50 minutes BEFORE I even usually get up. I got up and stumbled around looking for my phone in the dark. I figured for someone to text me that early in the morning it had to be an emergency or some really screwed up spam that I would curse out. It was from my brother letting me know that my SisterInLaw’s water had probably broke at 4:15 and that they were at the hospital. Followed a bit later by confirmation that the water had actually broke and that contractions had started. So looks like today is going to be the day to have a baby. My (first) nephew. Yey. You should have seen my dad jump out of bed when I told him.

Do you give up?

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On my movie meme?

IF you want the answers…extend the entry!!!


Movie Meme

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Found at Fondofsnape.

Behold, the rules:

* Pick fifteen of your favorite movies.
* Go to IMDB and find a quote from each movie.
* Post them on your blog for everyone to guess.
* Fill in the film title once it’s guessed.

This part is for the reader:

* No Googling or using IMDB search functions.
* Leave your answer(s) in the comments.

  1. That’s because we’re uncool. And while women will always be a problem for us, most of the great art in the world is about that very same problem. Good-looking people don’t have any spine. Their art never lasts. They get the girls, but we’re smarter.
  2. The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can’t do. Pirates of the Carribean The Curse of the Black Pearl- Janet
  3. Give me a diablo sandwich, a Dr. Pepper, and make it quick, I’m in a god-damn hurry.
  4. No one laughs at a master of Quack Fu!
  5. You want to compare brainpans? I won the Westinghouse prize when I was 12, big deal. Published at 19, so what. I got a double doctorate from MIT at 22, Chemistry and Geology. I taught at Princton for two and a half years. Why do I do this? Because the money’s good, the scenery changes and they let me use explosives, ok? Armageddon- Andrea
  6. So this is a Harvard bar, huh? I thought there’d be equations and shit on the wall. Good Will Hunting- Janet
  7. God gave us a great big apple, see, and He said don’t touch it. He didn’t say touch it once in a while; He didn’t say take a nibble when you’re hungry; He said don’t touch it! Don’t think about touchin’it, don’t sing about touchin’ it, don’t *think* about singin’ about touchin’ it!
  8. Soft mattress? Yeah, it could have been the soft mattress. Or the midnight rape. Or the nude gay art show that took place in my room last night. One of those three probably contributed to the lack of sleep.
  9. And I like Vicki, and she like me back! And she showed me her boobies and I like them too!
  10. I know… you’re right. I’m so sorry, I fuckin’ hate this job. I don’t want to be the one to pass judgment, decide who gets in. Shit makes me sick to my stomach, I get the runs from the stress. It’s not cause you’re not hot, I would love to tap that ass. I would tear that ass up. I can’t let you in cause you’re old as fuck. For this club, you know, not for the earth.
  11. Oh, dear God, thank you, you are such a good God to us. A kind and gentle and accommodating God, and we thank You oh sweet, sweet Lord of hosts for the smörgåsbord You have so aptly laid at our table this day, and each day, by day, day by day, by day oh dear Lord three things we pray to love Thee more dearly, to see Thee more clearly, to follow Thee more nearly, day, by day, by day. Amen. Meet The Parents- Andrea
  12. Dave, there are two kinds of angry people – explosive and implosive. Explosive is the type of individual you see screaming at the cashier for not taking his coupon. Implosive is the cashier who remains quiet day after day and then finally shoots everyone in the store. You’re the cashier. Anger Management- Andrea
  13. Not that I condone fascism, or any -ism for that matter. -Ism’s in my opinion are not good. A person should not believe in an -ism, he should believe in himself. I quote John Lennon, “I don’t believe in The Beatles, I just believe in me.” Good point there. After all, he was the walrus. I could be the walrus. I’d still have to bum rides off people. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off- Amy
  14. Come on. Why don’t you take a look around. You know what’s about to happen, what they’re up against. They could use a good pilot like you, you’re turning your back on them. Star Wars (A New Hope)- Bill
  15. And you, my dear? Can you forgive a stupid old man who doesn’t want to be left out in the cold anymore? Will you take me in?