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Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Randomossity at its finest

Fasten your seat belts, this might get bouncy. *g*

My thoughts are all over the place today. Still remembering the dream I had last night. It was a mix-tape of my current life as an interim choir director, and my high school life of many (many!) years ago. I was rehearsing the choir for the piece they are doing next Sunday, and all of a sudden I felt the need to show my h.s. chorus teacher what I was doing now. So my entire choir trooped over to the h.s. and proceeded to sing for him while I made sure he saw me conducting. "See? Look what I learned from you!" it seemed to say. It was a lovely reunion, especially when some folks from my old church showed up. I can't recall who was in my choir, but it wasn't the regular members. And I couldn't remember the words or the tune to my h.s. Alma Mater. Now that part is a nightmare. They teased me unmercifully, too.

So. odd.

This past Sunday was so neat! Our women's organization ran both services, from the hymns all the way down to the sermon. Imagine my surprise when I was one of three that was presented with a service recognition pin! Among the accomplishments named was the fact that I'm a "computer whiz".

And then yesterday? Yesterday, I was attempting to copy a database from one site to another, and ended up overwriting the one site with code from the other site. The entire. site.

Computer whiz, that's me. Keep moving folks. Nothing to see here. Literally.

It's all restored now, but I had to do a ton of tweaking. There was no backup. *blush*

Boy howdy, that was special.

But the best news of today was the video clip that Anissa posted. Go look! That woman is kicking butt and taking names.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Wordless Wednesday: Butterfly

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Coming out of the dark

My goodness, it's been a month since I posted here. This has been a spring I really would love to just get past already. It seems like every time I turn around someone else has died, or something has happened. Since Easter we have lost a couple more church friends, and a few weeks ago we lost our only remaining cat. She was 17 and died one month after her mama. Much sadness here, but it's interesting how owning only the monster dog has changed my perspective. I still find it odd to turn off the bedroom light in the evenings, because that's where the kitty lived. But now there's no need for me to leave it on, and I can leave the bedroom door open without fear that the dog will get over-enthusiastic and plow over her.

The litter pans are gone, the small dishes are put away, and I gave the remaining food to a neighbor who feeds a couple of locals. I still have a brand new jug of kitty litter and one day I'll remember to give that away as well.

The Spring Plague™ caught up with me last week so I've been out of it and/or drugged into submission. It has run rampant through the choir, and I probably gave it to a few more people on Sunday, too. Still waiting to hear the final word on the music director position at church. My dear friend who was director resigned right after Easter and I miss him terribly, even though we still call and email. It wasn't a pleasant situation, but I hope that those in the midst of it can learn from this and hopefully grow. With almost 30 years experience in the field, I have applied for the position even after having subbed for him all spring. It's okay, I understand the need to have an open hiring policy. I can be patient. Sorta. *g*

I'm enjoying being back in music leadership again after four years off, but I do miss just being able to sit and sing with the choir. And take a Sunday off once in a while without having to hire a sub. But that's okay, after being out of work since December having an income would be sweet.

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Stopped writing for a few to talk to the daughter-in-law. Baby-to-be is growing and they are working long distance on picking names. How exciting! Baby is shy and won't tell them what he/she is yet, but maybe at the next doctor visit.

Stay well my friends, and stop to smell the roses. :-)