Mercurial musings

Like most American females, I like to read my horoscope. Also, like most American females, I only pay attention to it if it seems to fit me, but blow it off when it doesn't.

I think the horoscope gods and godesses are teaching me a lesson. (This is going to make me sound like a loon, but fuck it - I don't care what you all think anyway. kidding)

Here is a portion of my horoscope (Virgo), according to Susan Miller.

Mercury will be retrograde from November 14 to December 3, always a difficult phase for you, for Mercury rules your sign. That means you tend to feel Mercury's movements more directly than most signs. Mercury is troublesome for shopping the whole time during its retrograde phase, for this planet rules commerce. It also rules shipping, transportation, writing, editing, speaking, negotiating, and doing research and contracts, to name a few areas.

I've had several minor things go wrong and one major thing. What is that major thing?

I have OVER ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS missing from my checking account. Just in time for Christmas!

Oh... I know where it is ( it was an accounting mistake made by my car insurance company that is being fixed as we speak...) but it has taken two weeks for them to get this sorted out.

First they said they would automatically deposit it back in my account and it would show up in 2 or 3 days. When 2 days passed, I called them back. They said they had cut a paper check instead.

So I waited for it to come in the mail.

And waited and waited.

So yesterday rolled around, and still no check. So I called them again. They said the first check had been cancelled and they sent a second check. No idea why. Ok. But I still didn't have the check. I told them I would wait one more day for it to come in the mail.

Today is the day.

So what happens? I get a phone call 5 minutes ago telling me that they went ahead and AUTOMATICALLY redeposited it on MONDAY and it should show up today or tomorrow. So when I get the paper check, it needs to be destroyed.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!

Mercury, next time, I like kisses and lube before I get anally screwed.

Giving thanks

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays - mainly because it isn't a "you must buy these gifts or you're a failure" commercial bullshit holiday. It's a time for friends and family to gather together and enjoy each other's company.

I know this time of year is the cause of alot of family drama for alot of people... but fortunately I'm not one of them. I've been lucky in the fact that my family (immediate and extended) has always gotten along famously and always treasured the few times during the year when we COULD actually get together and catch up. I haven't seen most of my extended family in a loooong time - 6 years, I think. I miss them.

I'm thankful for so many things, big and small. Mostly:

having healthy, happy children (who are crazy but I love them anyway)
having someone to share my life with that loves me as much as I love him (and provides other perks)
having a family that loves and supports each other (spread to the four-winds, but still there)
having friends that love and support each other (my extended family)
having a good job that provides for things for me and my family (where I can sneak in a blog entry here and there)
having a warm house and plenty of food to eat (if I'm not too lazy to cook it, otherwise, takeout is a godsend)

Happy Thanksgiving, y'all. I hope you are as blessed as I am.

My number is up!

This is interesting, and it actually fits me. heh

You entered: 9/20/1972

Your date of conception was on or about 29 December 1971 which was a Wednesday.

You were born on a Wednesday
under the astrological sign Virgo.
Your Life path number is 3.

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2441580.5.
The year 1972 was a leap year.

As of 11/22/2005 3:58:40 PM EST
You are 33 years old.
You are 398 months old.
You are 1,731 weeks old.
You are 12,116 days old.
You are 290,799 hours old.
You are 17,447,998 minutes old.
You are 1,046,879,920 seconds old.
Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 4.74207436399217 years old. (You're still chasing cats!)

There are 302 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 34 candles

3

The number 3 Life Path is one that emphasizes expression, sociability, and creativity as the lesson to be learned in this life. Here we are apt to find the entertainers of the world, bright, effervescent, sparkling people with very optimistic attitudes. A truly gifted 3 possesses the most exceptional creative skills, normally in the verbal realm, writing, speaking, acting, or similar endeavors. The lesson to be learned with a 3 life path is that of achievement through expression. The bright side of this path stresses harmony, beauty and pleasures; of sharing your creative talents with the world. Capturing your capability in creative self-expression is the highest level of attainment for this life path. The characteristics of the 3 are warmth and friendliness, a good conversationalist, social and open. A good conversationalist both from the standpoint of being a delight to listen to, but even more importantly, one who has the ability to listen to others. Accordingly, the life path 3 produces individuals who are always a welcome addition to any social situation and know how to make others feel at home. The creative imagination is present, if sometimes latent, as the 3 may not be moved to develop his talent. The approach to life tends to be exceedingly positive, however, and your disposition is almost surely sunny and open-hearted. You effectively cope with all of the many setbacks that occur in life and readily bounce back for more. It is usually easy for you to deal with problems because you can freely admit the existence of problems without letting them get you down. You have good manners and seem to be very conscious of other people's feelings and emotions. Life is generally lived to the fullest, often without much worry about tomorrow. You are not very good at handling money because of a general lack of concern about it. You spend it when you have it and don't when you don't.

On the negative side, a 3 may be so delighted with the joy of living that the life becomes frivolous and superficial. You may scatter your abilities and express little sense of purpose. The 3 can be an enigma, for no apparent reason you may become moody and tend to retreat. Escapist tendencies are not uncommon with the 3 life path, and you find it very hard to settle into one place or one position. Guard against being critical of others, impatient, intolerant, or overly optimistic.

Typically, the life path 3 gives an above-average ability in some art form. This can encompass painting, interior decorating, landscaping, crafts, writing, music, or the stage, or all of the above. You are apt to be a happy, inspired person, constantly seeking the stimuli of similar people. Your exuberant nature can take you far, especially if you are ever able to focus your energies and talents.

King of the Jungle MY ASS

This just makes me chuckle. heh

Redneck Roots

So, if I haven't told ya'll already (what readers I have left, that is), I think of myself as southern with an educated northern edge and a potty mouth that has only gotten worse with age.

I consider myself to have all the good qualities of the south (good manners, laid-back attitude, good cook, kind to children and old people and animals, etc.) but minus the bad qualities (ignorance, bigotry, and conservatism).

*Please send hatemail to the address on the right.*

I was watching Comedy Central this past weekend and there was a stand-up comedian that was remarking about how he was originally from Alabama. And when counting in Alabama, you only need 3 numbers... one, two, and a shitload (pronounced shhheeeeitload).

This made me laugh.

But then it got me thinking...

Hey... I say that!

"I have a shitload of work to do."

"I have a shitload of Girl Scout Cookies in my living room."

"I have a shitload of respect for that guy."

I really DO say it. A lot. I say "a shitload" shitloads of times thruout the day!

What exactly is a shitload? I don't even want to begin to speculate.

All I have to say is that I am appalled at my lack of verbal finesse when it comes to expressing amounts of things. I have lost respect for myself.

How much respect?

A shitload.

Trick or Treat

My company carries Starbucks and Folgers brands of coffee.

I am all for strong coffee and lots of caffeine, so I go for the Starbucks, but I'll drink Folgers in a pinch, but really... it's a distant second. My whole cream and Equal ratio gets messed up with the weak ass Folgers crap, so why even bother?

So I go in to the kitchen at work to make coffee on Friday and after I put a pot of Starbuck Breakfast Blend on to brew, I stand around and wait for it so I can have the first delicious cup.

As I am waiting, I pick up the Starbucks bag and lovingly gaze at the designs in the back ground and look at the logo (love that mermaid!) and re-read the type of coffee... and do a double-take.

Its DECAF!!

To my growing horror, I realize that IT'S ALL DECAF! Bags and bags and bags of Starbucks and IT'S ALL DECAF!!

The only caffeinated coffee we have is Folgers!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I found out today (after discovering that our CAFFEINATED Starbucks has been resupplied) that we will no longer be ordering Starbucks coffee anymore because it's $3 a bag and half of it gets poured down the drain.

Ah... fate is a cruel, cruel mistress.

Happy Samhain!

So the four of us planned on being a vampire family this year, at Ashlyn's behest.

Notice that only 50% of the four of us are vampires.

The traitorous spider witch bailed on the vampire idea at the Halloween store.

The other traitor (behind the camera) didn't dress up at all!

But at least he stayed home and mopped the kitchen floor while we went out trick-or-treating, so I can't complain... much.