She's a soprano!

NO, this is not a reference to her Italianness (she's only 1/4 Italian, as I like to remind John. hehe, although, I doubt she could have a more Italian name...) No, I mean, she is an actual soprano. Like her Mama. As some of you know, I am a trained vocalist (fancy, huh?) My favorite thing was always hitting the high, soring notes in the upper reaches of the stratosphere....waaaay above the treble clef score! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! However, I always had to work at it...damn pitch problems. This girl,



however, can hit those notes and reach some I could never have imagined. My little Sarah Brightman. I swear she is trying for that last impossible run of notes at the end of "Phantom of the Opera." She has recently added screeeeeeeeeeeeeching and shreeeeeeeeeeeking to her chorus book of sounds and babbles. High, loud, piercing....attention getting, which is the point, I think. Followed by the most adorable giggles when you react. Charming.

PUMPKINS!!!

Enough said, no?

And another thing...

Contrary to conventional GOP wisdom, she sets feminism back about 40 years. She is all fluff. Zero substance. Anytime she is even remotely cornered with a direct question that would ultimately prove her superficiality, she lapses back into coquettishness. With a bat of her eyelashes and a sly smile...all you see is perky, cute cheerleader! What kind of role model is THAT for young girls? Never mind her actual position on women's issues which are somewhere back in the stone age. She's no paragon of woman's lib, she is a girl toy that Johnny boy thinks makes him look good. She's like that working girl Barbie someone bought me in the 80's, in her pink mini-skirt power suit by day that reverses to a sequin party dress by night. Go to work, honey, but don't forget to show a little leg, flip your hair, and oh, bring extra makeup for after-hours...you'll need it if you want to get a head! So to speak. Fake feminism is worse, and more damaging, that outright misogyny, in my opinion.

Yep. That woman bugs me. Big time. I sincerely hope she just goes away soon. In say, 32 days...

A wink and a smile

All I've got to say it that woman is so irritating! I swear if she winked at me one more time, it would have been a rerun of the Family Guy episode where Stewie hops on a plane and flies out to Los Angeles just to punch Will Ferrell in the face for not being funny. I was tempted to check out Travelocity flights to ST. Louis just to smack her. Grrrrrrrr. This is no way to start a weekend. She sucks!

Here's the new tee-shirt I ordered today in honor of my ever-expanding support of Obama-Biden for the sake of my daughter's future.

Ta Da! My New Office...

I know you all have been waiting. Here it is. Our new (renovated) building and my new office. My very own, private office. Sorta bittersweet. I miss Marci tons :( I still see her all the time. We have lunch together like always. But I don't have anyone (besides G, and she does count) to TALK to all day long! Marci and I would have an ongoing conversation all day long, both of us only half listening half the time, but that was fine. I miss that.

Anyway, on to the pictures.

This was last Thursday.


Friday.


Today. All done.


The new STIC.


That very first window on the left? That was gonna be my office window. But that's a double office and when Marci got a new position she had to leave our office with a window. I didn't really want to take my chances on who I would get as a replacement officemate, so I bolted, too, to my own office, sans window. Window offices are a very rare commodity in our new building. I used to have 3 huge windows! Now, none. And a bright blue wall. No, I did NOT get to pick the color. I like the carpet, though. And, actually, the blue is growing on me. It's not so bright in person. And my grandpa's paintings look good on it. So, there's that.

And finally, the jam session going on TONIGHT in my dining room.


That's Ken, from Magnolia Drive, (also from STIC, across the hall from me, and a very big fan of G's), my hubby and Pat (aka Mr. Sweetfern) from The 2nd Class Citizens. Oh yeah. This is a blues jam, complete with harmonica. Very nice to blog to.

Monday

This is my beautiful family, reveling in being TOGETHER tonight...no one has to go anywhere. Smile. G is feeling very cuddly, happy to be home.

John's colonoscopy went well....if you can say that about any colonoscopy! He did wake up in the middle of it....yikes. He said it was very "uncomfortable." I bet! But, they didn't find anything, so that's good. I guess. In one way it would be nice if they could find SOMETHING! already. But, at least he is clean as a whistle, now.

We were back home around 1pm with a stop for lunch in Cortland on the way, so that wasn't too bad. We both took nice nap, then I went to pick up G at Grandma's house. And now we're home.

A Freakin' Crazy Weekend!

Holy cow, is it Tuesday yet? No? Sh*t!

This week has been pure madness, topped off with a crazy weekend.

As you know, we worked from home Monday-Wednesday, which was fun, but also exhausting. I actually don't think I like working from home. Weird, I know.

Then, we moved into our new offices Thursday-Friday. I will have pics of my new office next week...I want to show you the "all finished" look.

The original plan for this weekend was to leave immediately after work on Friday to drive to East Hampton, Long Island to see John's "rich side" of the family. This plan was the subject of much debate and indecision because we would have had to rush back on Sunday so that John could "get ready" for his big day on Monday...more on that later. Ultimately, though, the decision to call off the trip was made for us when John's Great Aunt Fran, who was to host us, broke her foot at the end of the week. I feel awful for her, but am a little thankful we ended up not going.

So, instead, we went down to Monticello, NY on Saturday to see John's Uncle Jimmy and his family and Aunt Rosanne and Richie. G had a good time playing with Jimmy's 2 kids.


She also warmed right up to Uncle Richie.


And had fun dancing with Uncle Jimmy.


And though she didn't want to go to Aunt Ro at first, she decided she wasn't so bad either after some coaxing.


We stayed down there for about 4 1/2 hours and played and ate. Then we said goodbye and drove home to Binghamton. To John's mom's house. Where we dropped G off to spend the night with Nana again. And her three cousins. It was very hard to leave G again after just leaving her last week. But, John and I had made a promise to a friend from work. So, we were off.

We went to Cyber Cafe to hear Magnolia Drive which is our friend Ken's band. Ken has asked us to come hear them several times over the summer, but we haven't been able to go, so...we kinda had to go last night. Gina met up with us there, after going to a wedding and possibly having a few drinks. She was rather outspoken about her feelings on "hippy dippy music." But we had fun. Mr. and Mrs. Sweetfern also met us at Cyber, so it was great to hang with them for a while.

Sunday morning, John and I got to sleep in till 10:30am!! That was nice! Off to the grocery store for a few things. Then it was back to John's mom's house to pick up G. She was happy to see us :)

...THEN, it was home again, for John to get ready for his big day on Monday. His big day involves a colonoscopy in Syracuse. At 7:30am. So, today he had to drink a gallon full of this sick, yellow, sticky, awful, lemonadey goo. YUM! And, after forcing that down (quite literally) he has spent the last 5 1/2 hours (and counting) running back and forth to the bathroom.

Meanwhile, I made more homemade applesauce and watched the Bills win their 4th straight game to leave them 4-0 for the season..one of only 3 teams!!!

And, G went away again :( My mother came and picked her up at about 6:30pm to take her home for the night. I gave her a bath just before she left. I put her in her jammies for the ride, and since her hair was wet, I put a pink fuzzy hat on her. OHHHH, I should have taken a pic! You HAD to see her in her warm, fuzzy, soft footy pjs and her pink hat! It was the absolute epitemy of cuteness!

But I am so sad to not have my little girl home for the second night in a row! Boo! However, remember how I said John has to be in Syracuse at 7:30? AM?! Yeah, so we have to leave home at 6am tomorrow. Yeah. Fun day.

So....is is Tuesday yet??