Yes, it's a holiday weekend. I'm at work. Migraine Woman is on vacation for the next 10 days, so I will be picking up hours at the Reference Desk while she's gone. And doing her ILL duties. So I won't be cataloging much. And that's why I'm here. Not working very hard, though....
...but I'd better get started.
Sunday, May 30, 2004
Saturday, May 29, 2004
Ooops, meant to post this first
Re Friday: The other librarian who normally works at the Reference desk Friday mornings came to my desk at 10:10 yesterday saying, "I have a migraine coming on and I have to go home now." [Comments on migraines to come later.]
So instead of being on a service desk for 4 hours yesterday, I was on for about 6. Got a stupendous amount of sorting done, actually:
The Beast took the day off from work yesterday, golfed 18 in the morning, and then went to friends' house at about 2:30 to help them move. He picked up Sparky in the midst of packing stuff up. I joined them after I came home to change after work. Todd, when I said I had to go change out of my work clothes, said, "Naah, we'll just find the scissors and cut the skirt so it won't get in the way." What??? I told him a needle & thread for sewing it into harem pants would make more sense.
Scissors?? We have weird friends!
The boy and I left at about 9:30; he had spent about 2 hours trying to calm the dogs down, and Mar & I had spent the same amount of time lining shelves after I just told her I was going to buy paper. She was literally standing in her kitchen spinning, trying to figure out what to do next. Typically moving-day frazzle.
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Today we bought The Beast's Father's Day present--three weeks early--of a riding mower. It takes him about two hours every three days to walk and mow our yard, and that's before he does any edging.
The last two hours have consisted of him putting on the bumper, gassing and oiling it, and putting together the trailer. He's the happiest guy in the world right now! I was left at Home Depot for over an hour while he brought the thing home, unloaded it, patted it, started it up, etc., etc. Home Depot is not that exciting a place for me. Plus, I couldn't pay because he wanted to come back and buy some copper pipe for some other project... I was not (ahem) happy at his very delayed return....
While he was working on his new toy, I potted a bunch of new plants in new pots for the front porch. They, if I may say so, look lovely. Must remember to put bloodmeal on the big pot so the rabbits and other critters stay away... Of course, I bought too many sets, so I will have to buy another pot for them. hee hee Weeded for about 20 minutes (see above) before admitting defeat and thinking I should probably move laundry and think about food for tonight.
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It is 7 p.m. We have not eaten supper yet. I'm not sure when Sparky is planning to come home (he's next door). The Beast has finally come in the house, but he's downstairs doing something. And I need to go switch laundry. oh ugh ick bleaahhh
Hope your weekend is as uneventful as all that!
So instead of being on a service desk for 4 hours yesterday, I was on for about 6. Got a stupendous amount of sorting done, actually:
- these are in our catalog, these are not
these are in First Search, these are not
- [Migraines: I've had one migraine in my life, and couple of near-migraines. They totally suck, and I've never even actually had them cause my stomach to get into the act. However, this particular librarian takes time off at the first sneeze, the slightest twinge in her left toenail, and the day after a holiday that she wasn't scheduled to work anyway. What a piece of work. Good thing she's otherwise a joy to work with!]
The Beast took the day off from work yesterday, golfed 18 in the morning, and then went to friends' house at about 2:30 to help them move. He picked up Sparky in the midst of packing stuff up. I joined them after I came home to change after work. Todd, when I said I had to go change out of my work clothes, said, "Naah, we'll just find the scissors and cut the skirt so it won't get in the way." What??? I told him a needle & thread for sewing it into harem pants would make more sense.
Scissors?? We have weird friends!
The boy and I left at about 9:30; he had spent about 2 hours trying to calm the dogs down, and Mar & I had spent the same amount of time lining shelves after I just told her I was going to buy paper. She was literally standing in her kitchen spinning, trying to figure out what to do next. Typically moving-day frazzle.
----
Today we bought The Beast's Father's Day present--three weeks early--of a riding mower. It takes him about two hours every three days to walk and mow our yard, and that's before he does any edging.
The last two hours have consisted of him putting on the bumper, gassing and oiling it, and putting together the trailer. He's the happiest guy in the world right now! I was left at Home Depot for over an hour while he brought the thing home, unloaded it, patted it, started it up, etc., etc. Home Depot is not that exciting a place for me. Plus, I couldn't pay because he wanted to come back and buy some copper pipe for some other project... I was not (ahem) happy at his very delayed return....
While he was working on his new toy, I potted a bunch of new plants in new pots for the front porch. They, if I may say so, look lovely. Must remember to put bloodmeal on the big pot so the rabbits and other critters stay away... Of course, I bought too many sets, so I will have to buy another pot for them. hee hee Weeded for about 20 minutes (see above) before admitting defeat and thinking I should probably move laundry and think about food for tonight.
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It is 7 p.m. We have not eaten supper yet. I'm not sure when Sparky is planning to come home (he's next door). The Beast has finally come in the house, but he's downstairs doing something. And I need to go switch laundry. oh ugh ick bleaahhh
Hope your weekend is as uneventful as all that!
Guess what I've been doing today
Mood: Good, but I'm going to be sore tomorrow
Hair: ...just don't ask...
It's been one of those days where I've had plenty of time to think. Woke up (at 9:15, aren't you proud of me?) thinking, in fact.
;-)
Hair: ...just don't ask...
It's been one of those days where I've had plenty of time to think. Woke up (at 9:15, aren't you proud of me?) thinking, in fact.
- Chore I dread doing, but the separate steps aren't that bad, once I actually start on it:
Laundry. We do probably 6-7 loads a week, and thank God The Beast takes the initiative on it, or it wouldn't get done. Thinking about it makes me crazy. BUT...I don't mind folding the loads as they come out of the dryer. Maybe it has something to do with being tied to the house for 7+ hours listening for the buzzer(s)...? Whatever. I just switched loads; still not liking it.
Chore I look forward to doing, but once I actually start I remember how much I hate it/how hard it is:
Weeding. Not at all helped this year by the fact that we got grass seed spread into our garden--long story--last fall and now we have 2' high grass infesting the bushes and plants. Sigh. With all the rain we've been having, everything's growing like mad, but the ground is impossible to work with.
Chores I hate, passionately, deeply, and permanently: Anything to do with floors--mopping, vacuuming, sweeping. Don't really like dusting either.
Chores I look forward to doing:
Washing dishes and cleaning the sink. I even like cleaning the bathroom with all it's components (yes, even toilets).
;-)
Thursday, May 27, 2004
It's true
Mood: OK Hair: Blown out but shaggy (...Shantell, paging Shantell, please pick up the paging telephone, Shantell)
Amy is a goddess! She and her compatriots figured out a weird database trick for the fixed fields--you catalogers know what I mean--that will save me hours of time cataloging. Woo hoo.
(Heh, I typed "Catalogres." I think I'm getting a T-shirt with that on it!!)
EDITED:
[Incidentally, I've posted both The Guardian's Best Books List and The College Board's List of Books on my book blog.]
Amy is a goddess! She and her compatriots figured out a weird database trick for the fixed fields--you catalogers know what I mean--that will save me hours of time cataloging. Woo hoo.
(Heh, I typed "Catalogres." I think I'm getting a T-shirt with that on it!!)
EDITED:
[Incidentally, I've posted both The Guardian's Best Books List and The College Board's List of Books on my book blog.]
Wednesday, May 26, 2004
6 hours later
Mood: That 'T' word
Hair: If I didn't know better, I'd swear it was helmet hair! Still in good shape. Weirder and weirder.
So what did I end up doing tonight?
The up news is that I haven't had a single snack since dinner. Now that I've realized that, of course, getting from the computer to bed (via the kitchen) is going to be tricky. ;-)
Staff meeting tomorrow morning. {croak} Then I think I'll hit the headphones and try to actually accomplish something useful for a few hours. Wish me luck.
Hair: If I didn't know better, I'd swear it was helmet hair! Still in good shape. Weirder and weirder.
So what did I end up doing tonight?
- I ate (leftover cold pizza).
I half-heartedly looked again for the source of a very (ahem) unpleasant odor in the house, one that apparently only I can smell. Amityville Horror, anyone?
I read the local weekly paper, quoting the results of the survey of teenagers to the boy. When I told him that 25% of those surveyed said they'd had sex in the last month, he wrinkled up his note and said, "That's just gross!" hee hee
We read Blitzkat.
We went on an abortive shopping expedition for a yo-yo. Pleeze--it's a 40-minute round-trip to the nearest Wal-Mart/Target/K-Mart. I got about a mile from home and smacked myself metaphorically upside the head. We came home and played catch instead.
Talked to The Beast on the phone.
Put the boy to bed.
Spent 90 minutes doing more trip lists while watching Road Rules/Real World Inferno and drinking Dr. Pepper.
Spent 90 minutes reformatting the sidebar on my books blog. Just realized I left something off and I need to go fix it.
The up news is that I haven't had a single snack since dinner. Now that I've realized that, of course, getting from the computer to bed (via the kitchen) is going to be tricky. ;-)
Staff meeting tomorrow morning. {croak} Then I think I'll hit the headphones and try to actually accomplish something useful for a few hours. Wish me luck.
Wednesday
Mood: Pretty good
Hair: Clipped up and behaving for a change
Yeah, I haven't blogged here for a couple of days. It's been nuts both at home and at work, and I'm feeling totally overwhelmed. Two Little League games (a win and a slaughter-rule loss), another giant-ass cart full of books behind me. I'm tired to the bone by 6 p.m. most days.
"These are the happiest days of your life." I can hear my mother telling me this. She's probably right. I wish I could appreciate that fact.
Random thoughts:
A former page who has decided to get a MLS just stopped in; he'll be working some Reference hours this summer, along with 2 other jobs. He's a doll (although he'd shoot me for calling him that!).
I'm dreading calling our friends to find out about "Cody" tonight. Yesterday was 7 days; they should know by now if he's coming home anytime soon.
I'm going back into news-hibernation mode; I can't read the paper or even Newsweek. Everything makes me sick to my stomach. Think I'll sit on the porch tonight drinking wine and eating cheese and the hell with all the multitude of crap I really need to do. [That will last about 20 minutes till the screams of Guilt have deafened me and I have to get to work on SOMETHING!]
Hair: Clipped up and behaving for a change
Yeah, I haven't blogged here for a couple of days. It's been nuts both at home and at work, and I'm feeling totally overwhelmed. Two Little League games (a win and a slaughter-rule loss), another giant-ass cart full of books behind me. I'm tired to the bone by 6 p.m. most days.
"These are the happiest days of your life." I can hear my mother telling me this. She's probably right. I wish I could appreciate that fact.
Random thoughts:
- > Sparky had to serve an after-school detention yesterday for punching someone.
> He also finally was told that his best friend is moving out of town.
> His only other friend at school has been withdrawn and is finishing the year as a home-school student, because of the behavior of the rest of the kids in his class.
> He actually swung the bat at his game last night. Not that he hit the ball...
> He got a Presidential Award for Academic Achievement today. woot
> Tomorrow night he gets his yearbook, at the end-of-the-year party at school.
> I love him a lot.
A former page who has decided to get a MLS just stopped in; he'll be working some Reference hours this summer, along with 2 other jobs. He's a doll (although he'd shoot me for calling him that!).
I'm dreading calling our friends to find out about "Cody" tonight. Yesterday was 7 days; they should know by now if he's coming home anytime soon.
I'm going back into news-hibernation mode; I can't read the paper or even Newsweek. Everything makes me sick to my stomach. Think I'll sit on the porch tonight drinking wine and eating cheese and the hell with all the multitude of crap I really need to do. [That will last about 20 minutes till the screams of Guilt have deafened me and I have to get to work on SOMETHING!]
- Billy Joel--"Shades of Grey"
Some things were perfectly clear, seen with the vision of youth
No doubts and nothing to fear, I claimed the corner on truth
These days it's harder to say I know what I'm fighting for
My faith is falling away
I'm not that sure anymore
Shades of grey wherever I go
The more I find out the less that I know
Black and white is how it should be
But shades of grey are the colors I see
Once there were trenches and walls and one point of every view
Fight 'til the other man falls
Kill him before he kills you
These days the edges are blurred, I'm old and tired of war
I hear the other man's words
I'm not that sure anymore
Shades of grey are all that I find
When I come to the enemy line
Black and white was so easy for me
But shades of grey are the colors I see
Now with the wisdom of years I try to reason things out
And the only people I fear are those who never have doubts [my emphasis]
Save us all from arrogant men, and all the causes they're for
I won't be righteous again
I'm not that sure anymore
Shades of grey wherever I go
The more I find out the less that I know
Ain't no rainbows shining on me
Shades of grey are the colors I see
Tuesday, May 25, 2004
Typo
Margaret Atwood's The Handmaid's Tale (Bloom's Guides)
"Voyerism"?
The title of a section of the book: "Pamela Cooper on voyerism and the filming of The Handmaid's Tale."
Repeated in the table of contents. And in the bib record [click on Table of Contents].
Did someone neglect to tell me (and Google) that THERE IS A 'U' IN THAT WORD?
Or...has Chelsea House never heard of Spell Check?
"Voyerism"?
The title of a section of the book: "Pamela Cooper on voyerism and the filming of The Handmaid's Tale."
Repeated in the table of contents. And in the bib record [click on Table of Contents].
Did someone neglect to tell me (and Google) that THERE IS A 'U' IN THAT WORD?
Or...has Chelsea House never heard of Spell Check?
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