Sunday, July 20, 2014
Big tears in my eyes this morning. Maverick...Rockford...Murphy's Romance (one of the sweetest movies ever). You will be sorely missed.
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
A tropical front has parked right over us, so it's hot, sticky and just plain miserable. Waiting for things to cool and dry out -- or at least give us a good thunderstorm!
After my last blog post several people asked about white peaches. White peaches (and nectarines) are vastly sweeter than yellow ones. They're heavenly!
Last week we got a big check from State Medicaid (bigger than usual because there was a delay until the state budget passed). The check was in excess of $400,000. The bank has been telling us for a week now that they can't find the electronic file they got from the state, so the money is kind of floating around in cyberspace. We're nagging the bank to find that file. If they don't, I get to post the entire thing by hand rather than running it electronically. Ironically, this week's check came just fine and it's posted in our system. My boss and I discussed it today. She said that since month-end is still more than two weeks away, she isn't worried about it and since it's the bank's mess-up, she wants the bank to fix it. I told her that I'm getting hives having that money out in la-la-land and I want to start manually posting it. She said to wait, so that's what I need to do.
Oh, I'm wilting from the heat and humidity. Time to put the feet up.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
This morning I went out to breakfast with my carpool buddy. She had pancakes and eggs, I had chicken fried steak and eggs. Yes, I know I'm woefully predictable. But I can make bacon, sausage or steak at home. I've never tried to make chicken fried steak. I wish I didn't love it as much as I do. But on the up-side, I only have it four to six times a year.
After breakfast we went to a produce stand For eleven dollars I got a surprisingly large amount of stuff. Some white peaches, roma tomatoes, yellow squash, cucumbers, bananas and a few other things that I'm sure will occur to me later.
I'm still working on my purple shawl. Trying to figure what I'll do after that -- socks? the afghan I've been working on for a couple of years? Don't know yet.
Just waiting for the groceries to get here. Which is weird, because I'm having leftovers for dinner. Oh, well.
Friday, July 11, 2014
I truly don't know why I take days off. We got in so many payments that nobody logged or posted while I was gone that I've spent all four days this week just trying to catch up.
Today really frosted the cake. My deskmate can be relentless when she wants something. This morning I had barely set down my purse when she said, "About this one..." Since I couldn't see her monitor or read her mind, I had no idea what she meant. She spent about a quarter of the day at my desk on various issues while I tried to catch up the backlog. Meantime, at the beginning of the week we got a deposit of $400,000+ from state Medicaid. The bank continues to tell us it's "pending" so we can't post it. Today our lead emailed them to ask for a status. They told her they couldn't find it in their files and had to contact the payer! I don't understand -- if we got the deposit, why can't they find it? If we didn't, why was it on Tuesday's deposit report? Smells a bit fishy to me. Meantime, late this afternoon my boss and I discussed the matter. Literally twenty minutes later she emailed me and asked what the status was! She was copied on all the emails and we'd discussed it only a few minutes before. Did she really think it changed that quickly? Especially since the bank is in Pennsylvania and had long since closed for the weekend?
And maybe I'm too sensitive about this. I had quit making baby blankies when someone said to me, "I'm pregnant, where's my blanket?" I decided that the last baby in the office is now in kindergarten and we have two on the way in the office. I knitted blankies for both of them. I never said a word about it. This morning I walked past one of them and she loudly said, "I can't wait to see what color my blanket is!" Am I too touchy for feeling a bit taken for granted? If they're expected, doesn't that mean they're not special any more?
Tomorrow my carpool buddy and I will be going out for breakfast. Looking forward to that. I am just so worn out right now. I need to have dinner and a cold beer and put my feet up.
Friday, July 04, 2014
I'm watching the "judge" shows like I always do when I'm home on weekdays. Every time I do, at least one woman sues an ex-boyfriend saying, "I was attracted to his bad-boy persona." She then sues him for bilking her of money and possibly even physically abusing her. Ladies, please pay careful attention: That's what bad boys DO. That's why they're called BAD."
I JUST CLEANED THE STOVETOP! The burner plates are in the dishwasher and I scrubbed off all the six-week-old spaghetti sauce. It only took until five-thirty in the evening to get myself going. Now -- to empty the dishwasher before tomorrow morning...
You know, when I was about eight I said of someone's baby boy, "he's so pretty." This, as you can probably imagine, got me a lot of grief from the baby's father AND my own. But come on -- he was beautiful! My father also repeated ad nauseam to my brothers, "Men don't hug, they shake hands." He died in 1999. I wonder what he'd say today, when men hug each other easily. I am so glad the old John Wayne stereotype of "real men" is disappearing, and that men can be genuine and open about their feelings. Personally, I'll take an emotionally open man over that fake stony face any day.
Oooh, it's hot here. Over 100. When it gets that hot, I just wilt. And it's making knitting the baby blankies a lot of fun. I pretty much work on them only in the early morning or after dark. But the kids are due in a few weeks, so I need to get them done.
Pork steak for dinner tonight, assuming it finishes thawing. And still three more days off!
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