Friday, January 25, 2008

Updates

Well, my new boss offered his assistant a promotion yesterday and she accepted and agreed to train me. . . but that probably won't start until Monday.


High School Musical performances have begun and all shows are SOLD OUT except Sunday evening. . . so get your tickets for that one now!


Mindy at L.I.F.E. House in Frankfort sent me this picture she took of me, Sara, Woodie and our new baby, Dash, the day we picked him up:

Sunday, January 20, 2008

New Baby!



So the newest member of our family is. . . Dash! Named for the speedy little blonde dude in Disney's The Incredibles (because with another dog named Woodie, the kids decided we had a "theme" going and the blanket in his crate is one I got for two box tops from Tide with, you guessed it, The Incredibles on it). I had chosen Sam until I looked up dog names on the internet and discovered that's the MOST popular dog name in the U.S.! Who knew? So we narrowed the choices down to Jack-Jack (for what I hope are obvious reasons), Dash and Trey (my idea -- not Disney-related but he IS our third pet. . .seemed cool at the time). Noah really was the final decision maker and we went with Dash. It fits.

He is a three month old Jack Russell mix. I adopted him from LIFE House in Frankfort (http://www.lifehouse4animals.org/). Sara was my travelling buddy and was a real trooper. . .but you'll have to ask HER what that story is about. He's so sweet but he is away from his brother and sisters for the first time so he gets a little nervous in new situations (like when we take him to High School Musical practice and all the girls (and some of the boys) come running up to pet him. . . or we drive him to Wilmore to visit Mary's friends). His first night in a crate was a LONG one. . .

He's very smart -- he is already being very good about going "outside" -- at least when we read his body language correctly -- and he loves all the chew toys we bought him. When he runs, which he LOVES to do when there's room, he does a little bunnyhop -- sort of a miniature version of Woodie's antelope leaping.

Here are some shots so you can see how little he is. . .








. . . and finally, "big sister" after a full day of dealing with Dash. . .

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Rant

Okay. So I'm sort of lost in the jungle of job possibilities. I'm over 40 (yeah, hard to believe) and things are narrowing down for me. I can't just quit and find something immediately. I've tried unsuccessfully for 20 years to feel fulfilled with a job. It's just not happening. Especially the paralegal gig. So I found a new job. I put my notice in at the law office last week. I'm returning to what I know and do best -- clerical work. I'll be the Executive Assistant to the President of a company here in Lexington. Cool. However, I had to get through my last two weeks at the law office first.

I haven't been "healthy" since I started the law office job in September. I don't know whether it was the pressure I put on myself to perform and earn what they told me was a high salary, whether it was just general stress from a new job that was very demanding, financial/family stress, something in the building, not exercising or eating right, a combination of all of the above. . . whatever it was, I was sick almost constantly. I called in a lot. Not to take advantage of them, but because I was regretting that I left KET and feeling trapped in a place I could not deal with. Christmas came and they gave all the girls that worked for them pearl necklaces. And we all got bonuses. Some people grumbled. I don't know how much the other employees got, but my check was a nice surprise. I thought, "these people are so generous!" They are bulldogs when it comes to practicing law. But unorganized and distrustful. Nothing leaves the office without being scrutinized by the two partners and no pleading is signed with anyone else's name. No one "writes" letters but them, which means they have to see every piece of mail before it goes out. I had only 2 cases to deal with for the first two months and then I got 10 insurance defense cases -- half of which were either on the verge of closing or were sent for "opinions." The other half had just been opened. I was bored most days. . . and then an event would loom for one of the original cases (medical malpractice) and I would wait and wait for instruction. It would come the day before, sometimes the day of, the event. Toward the end I tried to anticipate the need so I'd be able to get a jump on preparation but that only backfired. I was so frustrated. Still, I did the best job I could do.

Then I gave my notice last week. Through all the words to the contrary, the office became icy toward me -- not everyone, just the partners (a married couple). I started hearing things I'd not heard before, like an unimaginable number of staff turnover.

Last Friday I started to feel flu-ish again and by Monday I headed into the office feeling feverish. I called in sick yesterday and got a call from the office manager saying my services with the law office were considered "terminated." She said they'd mail my check and, I think, asked if I'd mail my keys back -- or something like that. Anyway, I said I'd come in Wednesday (today) to drop off my keys because I needed to pick up my personal belongings. She said okay. About an hour later she called back to say that I was no longer welcome in the office. The partners were afraid if I came in I'd "upset the other girls." The office manager then told me she expected to be in town (there are two offices, one on the other side of the state and that's where she is) Wednesday and would bring my check and collect my things and we could meet to exchange for the keys. I felt so insulted. When I gave my notice, I included a check as reimbursement for the fees they paid so I could become a notary -- which I put off doing because I wasn't sure I was going to stay but was a requirement for the job. Now they were saying they thought I was petty enough to come in and do something stupid in the office. It was disconcerting to say the least.

Well, the office manager called me today to say she won't be in town until tomorrow (Thursday). They are stringing me along for spite now. It's so stupid. I'm putting on a happy face with my family but I feel out of place and out of sorts. I wasn't the best employee in the office but I worked really hard and put a lot of myself into that office. They told me all along I was doing a great job. . . .now I really wonder if that's what they thought.

And now for something completely different. . .

Election 2008

I've been following this election cycle closer than ever. It's exciting for so many reasons and interesting to see how far off the polls will be from the actual voting results for the rest of the primary. I support Obama. Have donated money to his campaign. I guess I'm the exception to the rule. I'm in that age bracket they say is typical for Hillary Clinton supporters. I'm so insulted that the news keeps expressing disbelief that, given a woman candidate and a slate of others, women would choose NOT to vote for the female candidate. Hello! Yes, I want a woman to be president some day, but not just ANY woman! Right now, our country needs a President who will bring us back together -- unite us. We need to be working toward common goals with no party lines and no bickering. Our country's road slopes ever downward and we need someone who can get us working to shore it back up. As smart and capable as Hillary is, I think she is just too divisive -- and I certainly don't want Bill anywhere near a new crop of Whitehouse interns!

It's going to be an exciting year in politics. . .

Saturday, January 05, 2008

On The Golden Compass

Okay -- The Golden Compass. BIG controversy with some Christians right now. I'd heard enough about the author that, while I had initially been interested in seeing the movie, we haven't gone as a family (Mary saw it on her dime) because I didn't want to put money in Mr. Pullman's pocket. But I decided I couldn't be truly against it until I'd actually read it. I'm a Harry Potter fan and have been since I read the first book (BEFORE it became popular).

So, I borrowed it from the library and just spent the last several days becoming enlightened. . . no, saddened. It's a wonderfully imaginative, beautifully worded book. I'd love it. . . .even the part about the church because the church universal has committed some hefty atrocities. But this guy just doesn't get it. He doesn't believe in God, so he's made God small. This book is based on a fallacy: that the church is truly representative of God. The church has done, and continues to do, sinful, atrocious things. Based on his initial premise, God is sinful and atrocious. Fuzzy math. One of the main characters, Lord Asriel, even goes so far as to say that his goal is that "death" should die. Already happened. Jesus did it.

I am not my denomination. I am a Christian. I am an intelligent, thinking person. I believe that Jesus Christ died for me. I believe that the church is a human attempt to worship an unimaginably big God. It falls woefully short at times but sometimes it gets things right, too.

I feel so sorry for Philip Pullman and his family. It makes me unutterably sad to think that the church has done such a poor job of actually conveying the message of Christ. Missionaries do it with their very lives and so do a lot of the church MEMBERS I know. As a big, powerful body though, we continually fall short.

I am praying for Mr. Pullman. That some day he meets my Jesus. Who loved the poor, disenfranchised and lowly. Who was God as flesh. Who lived as a man and felt all that we feel. In our humanness, we fall short of conveying the majesty and wonder of the story -- especially after 2000+ years, but I pray he hears the truth and is able to embrace it. And writes something new. .. . because this could have been a wonderful and powerful story if he knew the real Power behind the church he scorns.

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