In transition

It’s normal to send your business e-mail account multiple test e-mails, just to make sure the forwarding feature works, right?

Everyone leaves their volume up so each piece of e-mail can be heard, throughout the house, as it arrives, right?

It’s perfectly reasonable to pounce on the phone just in case Caller-ID messed up and it’s really not another telemarketer, right?

Have I ever mentioned I’m not a patient person?

No?

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If you have a moment check out Tim* on Mother Tongue Annoyances.

I thoroughly enoyed his recent commentary on Occam’s Razor.

First, ask yourself: “Do I really understand what Occam’s Razor means?” Next, ask yourself: “Do I want to mention Occam’s Razor in this online forum in order to appear ‘smarter’ or ‘cooler’ than I think I am?” Finally, ask yourself: “Can I recast my comment without invoking Occam’s Razor and still get my point across?” If you can answer the first question in the affirmative and the second two questions in the negative, then it is reasonable for you to include Occam’s Razor in your online comment.

Enjoy.

*Not my Tim.

It’s hard work being the little brother.

I have submitted my application, just a few moments ago and now I think I need to step back from the computer for a day or two. I’ve been so hyperfocused, scrutinizing everything for the tiniest of errors that I’ve fallen into the “it’s not good enough” mindset. The deadline for application submission is Monday, so I’m free from worry until later that week.

JanetLee, I don’t know how you do it.

Today, after the gym, I’ll take the boys to the park and see if I can take some pictures. We’ll splurge and hit Gagdonald’s. It’s time for some fun.

As some of you know, I’m in the process of trying to land a job with a parenting website. I have made the second round!

This week I am working on an in depth application that requires several writing samples. I also have to come up with a “recent headshot.” eek

Humor me if I’m frazzled, I’ve let this develop into something I want. I’ll be back to my old self when this is over, or maybe, just maybe I’ll be on cloud nine.

With the autumnal change of season there is a feeling of anxiety. I think it is a trait I picked up when I lived in Minnesota. A certain slant of the light and I can feel winter bearing down, ready to keep me in the house until April with gloomy skies, pale beams of sun, and bitter cold. Each year I spend here the feeling lessens and I can relax, enjoy this season for what it is. Autumn is a respite from the heat, a celebration of nature’s bounty. A golden, glorious season. This year I’m ready for the hayrides and apple cider. Let us pick out a pumpkin for the porch and if we’re lucky escape and see the leaves.

No, I never found it.

I even mowed the lawn, you’d think they’d have at least made a crunchy noise. Late Thursday morning a wrecker came and towed my vehicle to the dealership. Margo was nice enough to give the boys and I a ride to pick it up. That was the first time I’d ridden in the “way back” in many years. Thanks Margo!

Friday morning I took the boys to Wal-mart and spent $1.97 on a lanyard. Now, when I’m leaving the gym and don’t have pockets, I can just hang them around my neck. I wish I had thought of this previously.

Live and learn.

Extremist Christians are just as dangerous.

I found this over at The Mothership.

I snickered.

Well, with a rough start and a few misses, I think the Blognic was overall a success. I had a great time seeing some of our local bloggers. I am so sorry about those plates. I pulled into the garage and there they were… mocking me. Anyone who did not sample Mike’s spread missed out. Also, Jason can I have your recipe for gazpacho, I liked the dill. I normally take more of a garlic/pepper approach and yours was a nice change. Thanks to Eugene for taking so much of the initiative in putting this together. Once everyone figured out (SORRY!) where we were supposed to be, I think things went smoothly.

Thank you to:
Eugene
Dan & Janet
Vera & Patrick
Mike
Chuck
Jared
April + husband & daughter
Jason (We missed you Janet)
Harriet
Margo & boys
Sunnie & crew (the nametags were so helpful!)

Also from the P&C Lucia and a photographer whose name completely slipped my memory.

If I forgot anyone, can we blame the heat and my children? Finally, thanks to my husband, who I hope will one day learn that glowering at people does not invite conversation.

For those who were out of town, how about meeting for happy hour sometime?

In conclusion

Dear County of Charleston:
You need a sign for JICP as you are leaving the city. I did not enjoy my little tour over the connector.
Love,
Heather