Yep, that's it. It's official...

I'm old.

Didn't go dancing. Was wiped out after several hours of pictures with toddlers and infants. Went home, slept. Woke up, ate dinner. Decided there was no way I was going to drive 20+ miles to dance until 2am, then get up at 7 to head to Dahlonega.

Plus, Stacy is getting over a cold, and was also tired.

We went to see Sideways, instead. Good movie, but I don't get all the Oscar talk. I prefer Garden State. Another movie in the vein of a man having a life crisis. I guess I can relate better to a 27 year old having a crisis over finding love and direction, vs. a late 30-something year old having a crisis over divorce, finding love and direction. Worth a rental, for sure. The scene with Paul Giamatti talking about why he prefers Pinot, is absolutely wonderful.

Anyway, so now I have the cold that Dave, Stacy, and at least 3 people at my office had last week. Joy. Airborne and NyQuil are my friends. I certainly hope this will be gone before we head to St. Simons.

Having issues posting pictures. Pardon my multiple posts. See below for details on this picture.

View from inside our office building walking out, and view from the hillside. 

Tuesday morning...

Not the store.

OK, so this is what greeted the workers at 1805 Old Alabama Road on Tuesday morning. There are so many stories that could go along with this image. Drunk is what most of us suspect. But this is one serious partier, since the car still smelled like burning oil when I arrived at 8:15 am.

The car is still there. No one has claimed it, or had it towed. Also, it turns out there are some strict laws governing the removal of cars from private property if there is not a "No Parking" sign. Nevermind that in this instance, the car is parked no less than 30 YARDS from the closest parking lot. Judging from the tire marks from said parking lot, this person almost went into the water 2 times previous to this lovely stall. With all the rain we had Monday night, I'm really surprised the car didn't slide right down the hill.

Today, there was a sign on it - "For Sale - CHEAP."

So, after one realizes one can't back one's car up the hill, does one
a) get out and walk calmly away?
b) get out and call a cab?
c) get out a call a friend?
d) run/stumble away and not remember where the car is?

I mean, who/where the hell is this person? So bleeping weird.

Nu-Uh

Has it really been almost a week since I posted last? That's insane. I thought I posted a couple of days ago. So sorry to my (3) avid readers. I will edeavor to update more often.

So anyway, this week at work has been crazy, as usual. Good crazy, so it's ok. Just weird around there. So much to get done. So many people who need me to do things. I don't know about the rest of you who may be able to handle having many unread messages in their inboxes, but I get freaked out at around 75. I'm very comfortable if I can maintain a 45-50 unread messages mailbox. It's a constant struggle to maintain that. Oh well. It's good that I'm busy. Some semblance of job security, I guess.

So, now I'm home. And I get to do business taxes sometime in the next week. Don't know when, but I'll figure it out.

OK, so Dave's camping this weekend, which means going dancing with Stacy. Yay! Techno/Electronica after all these years, here we come. I can't wait. It's been way too long. When we were in college, we used to go dancing at least once a week, usually twice a week. One time we actually left a party in Atlanta at 12 to drive to the 40Watt in Athens for dancing from 2-4 then drove back home. Wednesdays at Masquerade from 12-4 was our usual plan during the summers. That's how much we loved dancing. And, damn, have I missed it.

Let's see, what else is going on. The plan this weekend is a killer. Friday rest up for the schedule. Saturday, shoot no less than four family/baby portraits from 9am-2pm. A show at the Park Bench- another cover band that plays fun music - then DANCING. Then it's up at the crack of dawn to meet my grandparents at church in Dahlonega and then head to lunch.

Then its home to crash, and I guess get these taxes done. They're due on the 15th of March. Ick.

I guess that about catches us up. Will also be posting some fun pictures from this week and weeks previous. Enjoy.

I don't know what to think, really

This is honestly one of the creepiest things I've ever heard of. I'm happy, of course, that the child will likely be ok. And it's incredible that we live in a time when this child will probably live a very normal life.

I know it is, but just can't believe this is real. I found myself staring at the picture for several minutes, just trying to comprehend and convince myself that I wasn't looking a some special effects creation.

This is the part I can't get over, "The head that was removed from Manar had been capable of smiling and blinking but not independent life, doctors said."

F*()& the To Do List

Well, not really. Honestly, I think I would melt away like a wicked witch in the rain without my to do list. However, I’m frustrated right now.

Typically I would be excited to scratch two things off my to do list. But not this time. There are two big projects I’ve been working on for quite some time now. I’ve finished them (fingers crossed, my boss is reviewing the final draft of the second project).

I finished one yesterday after more than a month of work. I probably have 15-20 hours of work in that spreadsheet. Well, I’ve finished one major part of it that I was able to send on. It felt so good.

Today, I’ve all but wrapped up the other project that I’ve been promising someone for over a week. This project has gotten a few hours of focus prior to today, and it has gotten 100% of my attention from 9am-3:15pm today.

So yes, I’m thrilled to have these off my to do list. "Why am I pissed?" you may ask. Because damnit, I only get to mark of two freaking items on my list! Two measely little items! That sucks.

But I’ve gotten a lot done this week, so I can’t wait for the funkle show, and the vodka tonic(s)/white russians/bass ale/whatever alcoholic that come along with the show.

Your Cheatin' Heart

OK, so I’m cheating, using quotes, instead of posting, but work and home life have just been insane. So, yes, today I’m leaving you with a quote, again.

"A society of sheep must in time beget a government of wolves." --Bertrand de Jouvenel

Lazy this week

And unbelievably busy. So not really lazy. Blogzy.

Anyway, your quote for today...

"You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift. You cannot help small men by tearing down big men. You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong. You cannot lift the wage-earner by pulling down the wage-payer. You cannot help the poor man by destroying the rich. You cannot keep out of trouble by spending more than your income. You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred. You cannot establish security on borrowed money. You cannot build character and courage by taking away men's initiative and independence. You cannot help men permanently by doing for them what they could and should do for themselves." --William Boetcker

Well Said.

"I cannot undertake to lay my finger on that article of the Constitutionwhich granted a right to Congress of expending, on objects ofbenevolence, the money of their constituents...."

--James Madison

My apologies

I apologize for the lack of posts this week. It's been a weird one.

Friday, Monday, and Tuesday I was "at" work, but not working at my desk. Dave and I were shooting marketing photography for my company's new website and collateral. So the rest of this week has been like I was on vacation, in that I had tons of email and phone calls to return. Except that I wasn't on vacation. I was working my ass off.

Also, we have been staying with my mom this week while our new hardwood floors and tile entryway are installed.

It's just been an all around nutty week.

What's wrong with this story?

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,146378,00.html

Damn this pisses me off. The way they report it is incredible. Never mind the good news that unemployment is at an incredible 5.2%, or that job levels are now where they were before 2001. No, let's latch onto the fact that the growth was "weaker than expected."

Idiots.