Manly
The Boy earned his manly husband wings recently. About three weeks after we moved into the house, our dishwasher broke. We were a little house-poor, so we decided that we could hand wash our dishes for a while. Six months later, we'd had enough, so we ordered a new one online. We got it from Costco, which saved us a ton of cash, since we didn't have to pay for shipping, sales tax, or installation. It arrived a week or so later.
Now when I say "free installation," I mean you have to install it yourself. Enter manly husband, who was on the case the instance that he came home from work. Okay, so season it with a touch of OCD and you know why it got done so fast. Anyway, after a couple of trips to Home Depot to get the supplies he forgot and only a little bit of swearing, our shiny new dishwasher was ready to go. The first few minutes of the first load of dishes was a little nerve racking, but in the end everything was fine and we can put our hand washing days behind us.
Go Boy!Labels: country living, the boy
Amen!
A geek myself, I must say that truer words have not been blogged in a long time:
A Note To Employers: 8 Things Intelligent People, Geeks and Nerds Need To Work HappilyLabels: biz, blogging, tech
Color Me Impressed
I'm always interested in shiny new technology. I was watching a panel discussion recently that mentioned this online image editor application called Picnik. I checked it out, and it's pretty cool. Overall, I'm pretty impressed. It's web-based, built in Flash. It's not as robust as Photoshop of course, but there are a lot of cool things you can do with your images. And it's right in my pricerange, free! It's also in uber-beta, so it's only up from here!
Photoshop will also be releasing an online version of their product in about six months, but somehow I think I'll just end up disappointed. Go Adobe for staying in the game, though.Labels: tech
Zen Ruiner
The Boy and I use this term regularly. In particular, he likes to tell me that I'm a Zen ruiner when I park in front of the house instead of over by the garage. He doesn't like the view of the house obscured by a car... even my cute adorable MINI.
Anyways... Yesterday at work, I was talking to a friend of mine, who likes to rearrange the toys in my office on a regular basis. I was getting ready to leave and I notice this when I turn in the direction of my Zen Garden:
It took me a second for it to compute...
Hey! Zero is defiling my Zen Garden! A Zen garden is NOT a litterbox! Now, that's a zen ruining move if I ever saw one. My friend cracks up... apparently, he was waiting the whole time he was there for me to notice what he had done. If nothing else, I'm reliable in that I give people the reaction that they're after.
Labels: biz, friends
What Exit?
I really hate driving in New Jersey... passionately. I had to head down to our Hackensack office to go to a meeting. I've been exhausted lately because of everything going on. Couple that with my normal tendency to let my mind wander, and that creates the recipe for a good Chrysanthemum story. There I am, driving along, sunroof open, listening to some tunes and I realize that I've blown by my exit... by about 3. Curses...
I think to myself, no problem, I'll just get off the next exit and turn around. **Insert the entire state of New Jersey mocking me with their laughter here.** Cut to me on on another major road heading away from the Jersey Turnpike with no clear way to turn around. I drove around for a good half hour, wondering if I was ever going to find the highway again. Finally, I find the highway in the direction that I'm headed... good to go, right.
Pardon me while I take a moment to skoff at the thought.
So, I'm headed from the other direction and reach my desired exit. You would think that you could take the road either way from an exit, but think again. Now I'm on the correct road, headed in the wrong direction. Finally, I find a place to make a U-turn (!!!) and finally head the right way and reach my destination.
I feel as if I've been through a war, but am glad that I left myself a ton of time to get here for my meeting.Labels: biz, the girl
