Sometimes (okay, all the time) I wish I was rich enough where I didn't have to work and I could just stay home. I would not be one of those types that would be bored staying home; nope, I could find things to do. Besides keeping the house clean, and having the time to do all the things that need to be done and not enough time to do them or the incination to take leave to do them, there would be a lot of other things I would love to do.
Like scrapbooking (and I have thousands of pictures that need to go into albums...not that anyone really cares about these pictures except for me but that's besides the point) and photography (you know, to add even more pictures) and reading and even writing a book. And I'd like to take a class or two, buy an old El Camino and learning how to restore it, and plant a real garden with flowers and maybe some fruit and veggies.
Of course too if I were rich, I would like to travel to places that I have on my bucket list (that I finally started) and see some of the world. I used to never have to desire to go to Europe but I do now, and I would love to take the grandkids so they could see it too.
Ah to be rich.........
Friday, October 25, 2013
Friday, October 18, 2013
Books I Love
Since I was young, I have loved to read. I more than likely got it from my mom who got it from her mom, and Nicole got it from me. (Unfortunately, most of the males do NOT like to read.) Anyway, I would read books by the dozen, re-reading old books of mine when I didn't have any new books to read. Because I have read so much though, I have to admit I can't remember hardly any of the books I have read.
However, there are books that for some reason have always stuck in my mind, the #1 being:
I remember checking this out of the Sunnyside library when I was in junior high and I just loved this book. And I know I checked it out over and over again to read it. It was just a sweet romance between teenagers and made me always want to get a boy's ID bracelet to show we were going steady. Sadly it has been out of print forever and it goes for $1000 on Amazon, and I would love to have it, but not for that much. And I'm not the only one; I've seen message boards with women asking for this book too. I wish the publisher would reprint it, but until that happens (and I'm not holding my breath), I guess I'll just have to wish from afar for it.
Another book that I loved to read was:
It is set in California about a young girl (12ish which is about the age I read this) who finds a secret room filled with books and she loves sneaking away and going to this velvet-draped room to read and dream. Since I loved to read, this resonated with me and has always stayed in the back of my mind.
As my teenage years went by I know I still read a lot, but "being in love" and all that jazz, I don't remember much of what I read. There was Valley of the Dolls I know, and I enjoyed that, along with the movie. When Danielle Steel came along in the late 70s, I devoured all of her books, along with the V. C. Andrews series. My favorite and the one I remember the most of Steel's is
and it was very romantic and sad but then they find each other again through incredible odds and make you believe in love. (Yeah, sure.)
V.C. Andrews' book
was creepy and incestuous and made you distrust your own grandma and not want to eat powdered sugar donuts anymore. But I know I read that book more than once too.
Sometimes I wish I had made a running list of books that I have read just to see how many there were. Sometimes when I pick up a book I can start reading it and know right away I've read it before, while others I get a nagging feeling I have but just can't remember for sure.
The sad part is, now I hardly read at all, and not for lack of time or books, but just because I don't feel like it much any more. I do go to the library and pick out a huge stack of books, hoping that they'll make me want to read, and I might actually read a couple, but then the rest just sit there, getting renewed time after time, until I finally give in and take them back. It's been like that since we've lived here in Virginia and I don't know why.
But, at least I have read. I know how to read. And I remember the books that were important to me. And I'm not giving up reading. Who knows, maybe the stack of books I have now from the library with inspire me again. We'll see.
I still love books.
However, there are books that for some reason have always stuck in my mind, the #1 being:
I remember checking this out of the Sunnyside library when I was in junior high and I just loved this book. And I know I checked it out over and over again to read it. It was just a sweet romance between teenagers and made me always want to get a boy's ID bracelet to show we were going steady. Sadly it has been out of print forever and it goes for $1000 on Amazon, and I would love to have it, but not for that much. And I'm not the only one; I've seen message boards with women asking for this book too. I wish the publisher would reprint it, but until that happens (and I'm not holding my breath), I guess I'll just have to wish from afar for it.
Another book that I loved to read was:
It is set in California about a young girl (12ish which is about the age I read this) who finds a secret room filled with books and she loves sneaking away and going to this velvet-draped room to read and dream. Since I loved to read, this resonated with me and has always stayed in the back of my mind.
As my teenage years went by I know I still read a lot, but "being in love" and all that jazz, I don't remember much of what I read. There was Valley of the Dolls I know, and I enjoyed that, along with the movie. When Danielle Steel came along in the late 70s, I devoured all of her books, along with the V. C. Andrews series. My favorite and the one I remember the most of Steel's is
and it was very romantic and sad but then they find each other again through incredible odds and make you believe in love. (Yeah, sure.)
V.C. Andrews' book
was creepy and incestuous and made you distrust your own grandma and not want to eat powdered sugar donuts anymore. But I know I read that book more than once too.
Sometimes I wish I had made a running list of books that I have read just to see how many there were. Sometimes when I pick up a book I can start reading it and know right away I've read it before, while others I get a nagging feeling I have but just can't remember for sure.
The sad part is, now I hardly read at all, and not for lack of time or books, but just because I don't feel like it much any more. I do go to the library and pick out a huge stack of books, hoping that they'll make me want to read, and I might actually read a couple, but then the rest just sit there, getting renewed time after time, until I finally give in and take them back. It's been like that since we've lived here in Virginia and I don't know why.
But, at least I have read. I know how to read. And I remember the books that were important to me. And I'm not giving up reading. Who knows, maybe the stack of books I have now from the library with inspire me again. We'll see.
I still love books.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
If You Know A Furloughed Federal Employee.......
Do NOT ask them how their "vacation" was. Because it isn't funny and it wasn't a vacation. I'm pretty sure that most of us didn't pack a bag and head to Hawaii to sit this out on the beach. The 4 days we were home, the only thing we could really focus on was when are we going to be back to work and paid again. And I imagine a lot of other furloughed feds who are still at home are doing the exact same thing.
Sure, some have enough money to wade it out. But I would bet the majority only have so much, if any, to be able to do that and are living paycheck-to-paycheck and aren't just living it up because they aren't working. Some are probably depressed as all get-out and just don't feel like doing much, while others are doing the chores they never have time for when working, and still a few others very well may be in Hawaii.
Had I been off this week, I would have been one of the ones tackling chores around the house that need to be done but not enough time to do them on weekends or worth taking leave for. Anything to keep busy and trying to keep my mind off of what may or may not happen.
As it was, I received the call on Monday morning to come in to work, so I did. And that was when I started getting "Welcome back from your vacation!" Grrrrrrr. (And, to make matters even worse, I hadn't had my Starbucks or ANY coffee yet!) So I did tell a few it was no vacation, I hadn't put in any leave, and it isn't fun to stress over making no money. Actually, even though I am back to work, it is without pay until they get their heads out of their butts and fix this mess.
Then to hear that ass Harry Reid (after he called this a paid vacation as well) say that the bill for us to receive retro pay wasn't important enough to pass through the Senate (even though the Senate said they would pass it and Obama would sign it) really pissed me off. I know a lot of people think we shouldn't get the retro pay, but you know, we didn't ask to be pawns in this little political game, and we already lost a lot of money this past summer from those 6 days of furlough. So go pick on someone else. Really!
So anyway, if you know a furloughed fed, don't ask them how their "vacation"" was/is. Instead, buy them a cup of coffee or invite them over for dinner becauase they really might need it.
Sure, some have enough money to wade it out. But I would bet the majority only have so much, if any, to be able to do that and are living paycheck-to-paycheck and aren't just living it up because they aren't working. Some are probably depressed as all get-out and just don't feel like doing much, while others are doing the chores they never have time for when working, and still a few others very well may be in Hawaii.
Had I been off this week, I would have been one of the ones tackling chores around the house that need to be done but not enough time to do them on weekends or worth taking leave for. Anything to keep busy and trying to keep my mind off of what may or may not happen.
As it was, I received the call on Monday morning to come in to work, so I did. And that was when I started getting "Welcome back from your vacation!" Grrrrrrr. (And, to make matters even worse, I hadn't had my Starbucks or ANY coffee yet!) So I did tell a few it was no vacation, I hadn't put in any leave, and it isn't fun to stress over making no money. Actually, even though I am back to work, it is without pay until they get their heads out of their butts and fix this mess.
Then to hear that ass Harry Reid (after he called this a paid vacation as well) say that the bill for us to receive retro pay wasn't important enough to pass through the Senate (even though the Senate said they would pass it and Obama would sign it) really pissed me off. I know a lot of people think we shouldn't get the retro pay, but you know, we didn't ask to be pawns in this little political game, and we already lost a lot of money this past summer from those 6 days of furlough. So go pick on someone else. Really!
So anyway, if you know a furloughed fed, don't ask them how their "vacation"" was/is. Instead, buy them a cup of coffee or invite them over for dinner becauase they really might need it.
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