Dear 2009,
The time has come at last for the two of us to have a parting of the ways...and I have to confess that I am not sad to see you go. You see, 2009, you contained a lot of suck. Serious, soul draining, calm damaging, ego denting suck.
It didn't help, 2009, that you and I got off to such a bad start. Let's be honest here, the first few hours of you were some of the worst I've had to live through. Your opening act was total crap and things went downhill from there.
You were full of failure, and unhappy change. There was sickness, and death, and separation, and a long bout of depression. There was no love between us, 2009. You were a wretched, twisted hell of a year.
So, 2009, it's time for you GTFO.
Sincerely, The HistoryDiva
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Randomly Random Randomness
Would you look at that?I thought these were extinct!!!
Spotted in downtown on 12/23/2009
Christmas 2009: DivaFamily Style
The DivaMom got books, books, books, and oh yeah, books.
The DivaDad got a shiny new computer.(Which I'm pretty sure will eat his soul and demand my first born as a sacrifice...but that's a story for another post.)
Check it out! TiaDiva and her brother 'Bob' actually sharing space!
That almost never happens!
It must be a Christmas miracle!
The DivaAunt up to her eyeballs in needlepoint.
It's the DivaUncle! It's deer season and he isn't out in the woods covered in camo!
It's another Christmas miracle!!
And hey, were you even aware that there is a dog in the DivaStan clan?Well there is, and her name is Taylor.
She associates me with 'cookies.'
This means she's always really happy to see me.
And finally, the Midget, cuddled up on TiaDiva's leather jacket.It was a Merry Christmas for the whole crew.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Blessings of the Season
May the joy of the Holidays be yours.
Merry Christmas from all of us at Blissfully Unaware.Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
DO NOT READ THIS POST!!
WARNING
DO NOT READ THE FOLLOWING POST!
THERE IS AN INCREDIBLY DANGEROUS LEVEL OF 'CUTE' IN THE FOLLOWING POST
THE FAINT OF HEART SHOULD CLOSE THE BROWSER NOW!!!
THERE IS AN INCREDIBLY DANGEROUS LEVEL OF 'CUTE' IN THE FOLLOWING POST
THE FAINT OF HEART SHOULD CLOSE THE BROWSER NOW!!!
Oh dear.You're looking at the picture, aren't you?
You're eyeballing the adorable that is this puppy.
She belongs to a co-worker of mine...and he needed someone to 'puppy sit' for a couple of hours this morning and asked if we (the entire department) would mind keeping an eye on the puppy.We said yes.
Cause duh, look at that face!
*Groan*Squishly, wiggly, cuddly puppy!
Yeah, Midget wasn't impressed.Midget and the Blanket: The Love Story Continues
There was a sigh.There was a snuggle.
There was snoring.Sorry Robert, you seem to be losing this fight...
Thursday, December 3, 2009
A Rather Slow Thursday
Today, right around lunchtime, the power to our offices flickered...and died. Taking the computers and phones with them. Now, since in my particular department of the company EVERYTHING we do involves the computers and phones, our work day came to an unexpected halt.
And since our boss is in Washington D.C. right now...
And since there was seriously nothing else for us to do for a while...
We did what all reasonable, responsible, hard working, mature adults would do...
We broke out the UNO cards.
And since our boss is in Washington D.C. right now...
And since there was seriously nothing else for us to do for a while...
We did what all reasonable, responsible, hard working, mature adults would do...
We broke out the UNO cards.Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
DivaStan Christmas Tree 2009
Isn't it cute??? It's two feet tall, neon pink, sparkly, and just adorable. I dug into my rather measly box of Christmas stuff and found the only string of lights I own...one strand of 100 'Purple Pizzazz' bulbs. 
Which look pink when lit.
No ornaments until December by order of Tia, but that's fine by me. Midget was a little too interested in the tree while I was putting on the lights so I think that it will probably be staying on the counter for the season.
A Midget-like Update
Lazy cat.
GAH! The cute...
This was only the fifth or sixth nap of the day.
The mighty hunter...stalking the DVD screen saver.Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
GAH!
You know how you get a song stuck in your head?
And it's just in there?
And you keep hearing the hook over and over and over??
And you just can't seem to get out of your head?
It just plays on repeat. All. Day. Long.
Yeah...
It would be this song right here.
Yep, exactly that version of that song.
I'd embed the video but then I just sit around and watch it over and over all day and wouldn't be able to get anything done...cause I CAN'T GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD!
And it's just in there?
And you keep hearing the hook over and over and over??
And you just can't seem to get out of your head?
It just plays on repeat. All. Day. Long.
Yeah...
It would be this song right here.
Yep, exactly that version of that song.
I'd embed the video but then I just sit around and watch it over and over all day and wouldn't be able to get anything done...cause I CAN'T GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Everybody Neat and Pretty?
...then On With The Show!
You know what boys and girls? I was looking around the blog this morning and I realized that it has been just shy of FOREVER since I offered you a nice, meaty, extra crispy, deep fried, totally satisfying, exceptionally wordy post. You'll just have to find it in your hearts to forgive me. Go on…say you forgive me.
Have you ever noticed how real life has this annoying habit of getting in the way of all the fun things you want to do? That's sort of what's been going on around here.
Now, I can't remember right off the top of my head exactly how much I've told you so if you already know this just hang in there. I was downsized from my job at MegaBank at the end of August. It wasn't that much of a shock since we had sort of seen it coming but still, it is the second job that the failing economy has taken away from me through no fault of my own. This time it wasn't quite as gutting but I was still pretty bummed on my last day.
So I went back to the land of the unemployed. I had plans and goals and what was supposed to be a productive transitional period turned into a huge 'time suck.' Everyone needed or wanted my attention and I spent about a week just running back and forth, doing errands for family and friends. Then came the Labor Day holiday. I was again determined to be productive but Monday and Tuesday of that week seemed to just slip past me. I had been given a lead for another employment agency by the friend of a friend of a friend and shot my resume off via email early Tuesday morning. Imagine my surprise when I was contacted within an hour…by not one, but TWO employment agencies! OldFaithful had an interview lined up for me for later that afternoon, and the NewUpstart was wanting my info and a chance to meet me in person.
Then I headed out on my 'adventure' to find the location of my Tuesday afternoon interview. The building was easy to find, but the suite number I had been given didn't seem to exist. I wandered a little aimlessly, finally pulling out my cell phone and calling my rep in frustration. She told me where to go and which door to knock on…which lead me to a stairway with a coded lock on every single door. That's right kids…I was locked into an internal stairway. Advised to head to an upper floor, I did so…and knock…and was greeted very rudely. I explained who I was and why I was there…and was lead back downstairs (and if you know anything about me and stairs - like my tendency to fall down them - you can understand that I was not amused). I was left standing in an unfamiliar corridor staring at several more heavy doors with coded locks. And I stood there. Staring at the doors. Waiting.
And waiting.
And waiting.
And growing more and more frustrated and upset and angry and determined that I wouldn't take the job if they offered it to me! D@MN IT!
I was finally rescued from the corner of solitude by a very apologetic supervisor who ushered me into the office. So I sat…and interviewed…and was just me on an interview…and weirdly enough it was one of the best interviews I've ever had. I was just totally comfortable and 100% myself. I was determined to not be phased by the situation, at least not then. (And that, folks, is a BIG step for me.)
Once finished I headed back to DivaStan, shucked off the interview outfit, climbed back into my pajamas and settled down for an afternoon of brainless television and cross stitch (what? I was unemployed! Don't expect me to do anything worthwhile!). As I was drifting off into a late afternoon haze and seriously contemplating the benefits of a nap, my cell phone rang. It was my rep from the OldFaithful employment agency. I had been offered the job.
Now, it wasn't a great offer. The pay was beans, but there was the promise of a slight raise when and if I went perm…and there were some monetary perks included in the package. And I needed a job. The rent had emptied my bank account and I had other bills lined up on the horizon that were looming ever nearer.
So I took the job.
You know what boys and girls? I was looking around the blog this morning and I realized that it has been just shy of FOREVER since I offered you a nice, meaty, extra crispy, deep fried, totally satisfying, exceptionally wordy post. You'll just have to find it in your hearts to forgive me. Go on…say you forgive me.
Have you ever noticed how real life has this annoying habit of getting in the way of all the fun things you want to do? That's sort of what's been going on around here.
Now, I can't remember right off the top of my head exactly how much I've told you so if you already know this just hang in there. I was downsized from my job at MegaBank at the end of August. It wasn't that much of a shock since we had sort of seen it coming but still, it is the second job that the failing economy has taken away from me through no fault of my own. This time it wasn't quite as gutting but I was still pretty bummed on my last day.
So I went back to the land of the unemployed. I had plans and goals and what was supposed to be a productive transitional period turned into a huge 'time suck.' Everyone needed or wanted my attention and I spent about a week just running back and forth, doing errands for family and friends. Then came the Labor Day holiday. I was again determined to be productive but Monday and Tuesday of that week seemed to just slip past me. I had been given a lead for another employment agency by the friend of a friend of a friend and shot my resume off via email early Tuesday morning. Imagine my surprise when I was contacted within an hour…by not one, but TWO employment agencies! OldFaithful had an interview lined up for me for later that afternoon, and the NewUpstart was wanting my info and a chance to meet me in person.
Then I headed out on my 'adventure' to find the location of my Tuesday afternoon interview. The building was easy to find, but the suite number I had been given didn't seem to exist. I wandered a little aimlessly, finally pulling out my cell phone and calling my rep in frustration. She told me where to go and which door to knock on…which lead me to a stairway with a coded lock on every single door. That's right kids…I was locked into an internal stairway. Advised to head to an upper floor, I did so…and knock…and was greeted very rudely. I explained who I was and why I was there…and was lead back downstairs (and if you know anything about me and stairs - like my tendency to fall down them - you can understand that I was not amused). I was left standing in an unfamiliar corridor staring at several more heavy doors with coded locks. And I stood there. Staring at the doors. Waiting.
And waiting.
And waiting.
And growing more and more frustrated and upset and angry and determined that I wouldn't take the job if they offered it to me! D@MN IT!
I was finally rescued from the corner of solitude by a very apologetic supervisor who ushered me into the office. So I sat…and interviewed…and was just me on an interview…and weirdly enough it was one of the best interviews I've ever had. I was just totally comfortable and 100% myself. I was determined to not be phased by the situation, at least not then. (And that, folks, is a BIG step for me.)
Once finished I headed back to DivaStan, shucked off the interview outfit, climbed back into my pajamas and settled down for an afternoon of brainless television and cross stitch (what? I was unemployed! Don't expect me to do anything worthwhile!). As I was drifting off into a late afternoon haze and seriously contemplating the benefits of a nap, my cell phone rang. It was my rep from the OldFaithful employment agency. I had been offered the job.
Now, it wasn't a great offer. The pay was beans, but there was the promise of a slight raise when and if I went perm…and there were some monetary perks included in the package. And I needed a job. The rent had emptied my bank account and I had other bills lined up on the horizon that were looming ever nearer.
So I took the job.
We Interupt Your Regularly Scheduled Blog...
...for a full on FanGrrl moment.
*SQUEE*
The co-workers and I have tickets to the 7:15 show!!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Cr@p!
These are the books I want to have finished by the end of the year...well, that's most of them anyway. So yeah...I'm a little behind...
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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