A Ramble Just to Keep the Kids Coming Back

So . . . it is tough to blog. I knew it would be. I don't know how you guys do it. I certainly enjoy reading (and commenting :o)) on every ones blog but I feel like I have to blog . . . something . . . in order to "have the right" to comment on other's blogs. I don't want to intentionally withhold my vast amount of wisdom from you, its just I literally don't know what to blog about.

The only topic I could blog a lot about is is Mormonism and questions regarding same. I used to have "friends" that were Mormon and lived here and I used to get to see them a lot. I got my Mormon fill by bouncing questions off of them and they graciously answered them even though they seemed to think I was just trying to make arguments and/or jokes. There was a solid effort at conversion on their part. But alas, they decided to leave me for a job opportunity. The nerve. And now and for eternity I will be in a lower heaven looking up at the party going on above, just because they left. Hopefully I won't end up too far below but apparently, being in the top is where it is at. Is that fair for me to say that? Of course not. You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink . . . yada yada yada. But, on the other hand . . . . :)

Kind of strange to me. I mean the hubby was looking for a job in medicine but apparently there weren't very many opportunities here. Where I live, there is a medical center but it is actually kind of small and there is only like one or two small two story buildings. Also, the city I live in is kind of big but as far as big cities go, it is "only" the 4th largest in the continental and uncontinental United States of America. I could see why it might be hard to find a job in medicine here. I am not bitter. I am very supportive. Can't you tell? Anyway, my point is that perhaps I could blog about my Mormon questions since I don't have anyone to discuss that topic with on a weekly/daily basis. The thing is, is that if you don't know me, some of my thoughts or question could come off somewhat offensive since 98% of the people who would read this would be Mormon. I don't want to be offensive, I just want to understand. Perhaps . . . I will think about it. For now . . .

One of my "ladies" tries to "blog" by posting pictures of his wife among other things . . . without or with little words. Now the pictures are very good and I enjoy them very much however, you learn about that person as much as you would looking through a photo album. But in order to prevent my blog from being a collection of rumble jumble, I will post a picture of the/my wifey but not for purposes of being able to see the wifey.

This is currently one of my favorite pictures for a couple of reasons. (1) Wifey - somewhat explanatory; (2) it is a nice big oak tree; (3) and most likely it is because this was taken on my grandparent's ranch. This is the place I would spend most of my holidays for all of my childhood. After my grandparents died, the family sold the ranch but before that happened, my wife and I visited it and took several pictures of the place in south Texas to remember everything. This was just one of several oak trees in the pasture and it was fun to climb.

There. I blogged about something. I am bloggedly drained. I might need to take another two week hiatus and call in sick to work tomorrow. I think it would be easier to just have a baby and then post pictures of it all of the time.

;)

Audra can Dance!

One of Audra's Eloquent Dances!

Some of my comments on various blogs have insinuated that Audra can not dance. That could not be further from the truth. Audra is an excellent dancer. And I am not talking about one type of dance. She can square dance, break dance, tap dance, do a jig, and even though I don't have personal knowledge, I hear that she is a good slow dancer.

I even have it on good authority that after every LDS dance that Audra has attended, the church has needed to re-wax the court because of all of he moves she put on the dance floor. If you read her mother's blog (insert link to Lady Pyne's Blog), you can see that Audra most likely gets it from her momma.

So Audra, much respect and "big ups" for your dancing abilities. ;)

P.S. If you can't tell, I am soooo proud of myself for learning how to post a picture and even finding one of Elaine dancing from Seinfeld!

Much love Audge, you are a good sport!

Goals

I have heard that successful individuals (success can mean many different things) contribute a part of their success to having goals. I have even heard that if you come up with a list of goals and then write them down, you are much more likely to achieve them than if you never come up with goals or you fail to write your goals down.

I am sure everyone has had small goals at some time or all of the time. For example, save up a certain amount of money by this date, become a this type of profession, read to your kids every night, clean the house X times a month.

My question is does any one have a life goal? I mean, I can think of small goals I may want to accomplish, but it is much more difficult to come up with what is my goal for life . . . you know . . . if you had to narrow it down to one thing or one sentence. This may be a "what is the meaning of life" question, I am not sure.

So, do you have a life goal and if so:

1. What is that goal; and
2. Do you have a life goal that is not necessarily tied to your religious beliefs? I mean, I am sure that most of you want to be a good follower of your religious tenants. Have you or your family made an additional or different goal?

As always, thanks for sharing!

Dilemma of Sorts - or in someone's shorts

What would you do . . . if anything?

First, I would like to thank you for your encouraging comments. It is difficult to come up with topics and I am amazed that most of you come up with something on a daily basis. After you read this, most of you will wish I continued to think of a topic.

Here is my dilemma (which happens to be a difficult word for me to spell - thank you Blogger spell check):

I work for a female attorney who is approximately mid 50s. There is also a female paralegal who is late 30s. Then there is myself. That is everyone who is in our office. (It would be interesting to know how you think this story is going to go compared to what my story actually is). I enjoy working with both of them and enjoy my job. Here is thing.

One day my boss comes in to our room to look at a file. Her back is toward me and I am just working on something on my computer. The paralegal who I share a room/office with was not in the room. While my boss is standing there I hear a noise from . . . you know where. There is no mistaking what it was. My boss did not acknowledge the noise nor did she act like it even happened. Either (1) she really did not know she dealt it, or (2) she is a great actress. I just kept working and was dying inside but was also thinking no big deal, probably happens to everyone. Well, this has happened several times and . . . 60% of the time, they smell. I am not talking smell like, hmmm there is a slight tinge of something different in the air. I am talking smell like, oh my gosh, I should leave the room so I don't loose any brain cells. Not once has she said excuse me, turned red, walked quickly out of the room, nothing. A couple of times the paralegal has showered the room in Oust spray to smother the smell knowing full well that our boss would walk back in the room. There is probably nothing like ripping one and then walking back in the room that someone has febreezed because of you. I would think that would be quite embarrassing.

Whenever it happens with both myself and the paralegal in the room, we can not look at each other because we would die laughing and then my boss would know or would ask, "what is so funny?" I have literally had to wipe away tears because I am trying not to laugh. I don't want to embarrass her but it is soooo awkward. I mean, these are noises that anyone with average hearing would notice. There are of course the silent but quite deadlies too.

Here is my question. I should probably do one of those polls where people could vote but I am not smart enough to figure that out.
Do you think:

1. She doesn't realize she is doing it;
2. She thinks she is being sneaky and only she can hear AND smell it;
3. Knows she is doing it but thinks this is how everyone acts; or
4. Knows she is doing it, knows it is improper, but doesn't give a ripper (pun intended).

Remember, this is an individual who most people would consider a lady and we are in the workplace. Has "The Office" done a show about this yet? Anyway, I just need to be sure that the way I was raised was similar to the average person where 1) you try not to do that in public and 2) if it does happen, you apologize and you are thoroughly embarrassed.

This is the kind of post where it is good that I do not know how to attach pictures because the picture I might find would probably be inappropriate.

I think I might try to make a quilt now and have someone take a picture of it and create a new post.