My Aunt Bea (yes, I have an "aint bea") died last week. Her daughter, Kim, died over the summer and Aunt Bea just never could come to grips with it.
Now I'm very sad and have been bawling like a lost pup since the funeral on Saturday. It's hit me a lot harder than I thought it would. For a lot of reasons - one being I'm worried about my mom (her sister). And others for reasons I don't care to put here for fear of starting up on my crying jag again.
And, of course, it doesn't help matters that the dreaded "Aunt Flo" has decided to arrive now as well. So I'm pretty much an emotional wreck and trying not to burst into tears or go postal or both simultaneously.
At least the dog has stopping shunning me (for now). She's been staying near me at home so she must know something is up. Last night it was POURING the rain right before bed time and she wouldn't go out. She did earlier when it was raining but I guess she'd had enough of it.
I even put her raincoat on her (which is ridiculous but she will stay out longer in the rain/cold when she has it on) but she wanted no part of that rain. So I had to pick her up and carry her to the backyard. There was no smelling or patrolling the yard, let me tell you. She did her business and ran back to get in the house.
This morning when we went for our walk, there was a kestrel in a tree just watching us. The Butter is a little big for a kestrel to carry off so I wasn't too concerned but the bird just sat there - really close to me - watching us. It was kind of neat to see it so close.
There was a GIGANTIC hawk of some sort that swooped down over the back yard about 2 months ago. I mean it was the BIGGEST bird I've seen (aside from a Bald Eagle and a vulture). It was some sort of hawk and I swear it had a wingspan of five feet! THAT concerned me because The Butter could have easily been carried off by such a monster bird.
I've scheduled to get a load of wood delivered on Friday after work. It's supposed to be cold as hell tonight and there's some big old snowstorm pelting the Plains heading east. Oh, boy.
It spat a few flurries here the other day and you would have thought the Apocalypse was upon us the way idiots were acting. There were wrecks everywhere, the stores were flooding with people in a panic to buy milk and bread, people calling off work left and right. It was comedic. I just can't believe a few flurries can cause such devistation. I mean the entire city was about paralyzed.
It was a terror attack by Mother Nature! Arrest the bitch and throw her in Gitmo!
That is why I hate snow. HATE IT. Not because it isn't fun to play in or I particularly mind shovelling it but because fucking IDIOTS CANNOT DRIVE and fly into a hysteric PANIC whenever there is so much as a flurry.
You idiots who are afraid to drive - STAY THE FUCK OFF THE ROAD!!
You idiots who insist on yapping on cell phones and driving at 5 mph on the interstate because you're too "important" not to go into work - YOU AIN'T IMPORTANT - HANG UP or GO HOME!
There is nothing that pisses me off more than fucking idiot drivers. People act like they haven't a clue. Maybe they don't. It certainly seems that way.
Fortunately most people around here have the "herd" mentality and only know ONE way to get to where ever they want to go so they tend to clog up the interstates and main roads. If you know the "back roads" and alternate routes, you can pretty well get around them most of the time.
I've made two new flavors of cider - one peanut butter and the other caramel. They are both quite yummy altho the peanut butter didn't quite dissolve as much as I would have liked. The caramel looked to be dissolved but that was when it was still warm so I don't know how it will turn out once it's room temp or cooler. It seems to have thickened up (one bottle exploded in the cellar leaving a big old gooey mess all over). We'll see.
Right now, it's all mellowing in the cellar waiting to be gifted (or cursed) upon my friends (or enemies) depending on how you look at it.
Work is still work. I'm just disgusted by the whole thing. We did FINALLY get some admin help so at least that's freed up our lab help to do my testing so I can babysit the plants. They are in constant need of assurance that everything will be ok.
You can tell them something three times and they won't believe it until you copy their damned plant manager on the email. Why? Is it THAT hard to believe that suppliers ignore us? What the hell do THEY care about the paperwork if they are still getting paid? I mean duh.
If we held up the $$ they'd comply right quick. But we don't so they really don't give a damn about your plant hysterics. And it's not like *I* can hold their payment, either, because I most CERTAINLY would do it in an instant.
No - I'm in the same position as the plants but they don't believe it. Somehow *I* am the one responsible for suppliers ignoring them. Whatever.
I have the dates and conversations recorded and it's amazing how suddenly everyone shuts up when you show them the dates and conversations dating back MONTHS on an issue that suppliers STILL refuse to resolve.
Do you people think I make this crap up for amusement or what? Really - I've got better things to do with my time.
Just like that stupid German bitch Christina - do you REALLY think I deliberately don't send you something just to piss you off? Listen, you stupid c*nt, if I truly wanted to piss you off and make your pathetic life more miserable, I would certainly be much more creative than to just not send you a material. I'd send you the WRONG sample. Or a CONTAMINATED sample. Or something equally destructive and more likely to go unnoticed. Really. How dumb are you?
Give me a little credit for being an evil minion! I went to school for this sort of thing, you know!
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