SNL Digital Short of Got Yee

SNL Digital Short: Gotye Backstage


I didn't know there was a fancy schmancy way of saying this band's name before they were on SNL so even though I know how to say it now I'd rather say it Got Yee or Goat Yee.

This song is also catchy and I liked it when I first heard it but now too many people like it so it can't be cool anymore.  I'll like it again when it's retro.

I'm a housewife again.  I've been baking, cleaning, and making sure I have a 3 course meal set on the table by the time my husband comes home....um yeah that isn't happening....but I am pinning the meals I would make and the stuff I'd do around the house on Pinterest....so that is a start.

Oh yeah I knew there was a reason I wanted to post.  So I decided I'm going to watch 250 netflix  movies while I'm unemployed and I have set up a queue of everything I want to watch to attain my goal.....just kidding....I probably will though just by default since I need to have noise while I'm by myself.

I did watch No Strings Attached today.  It has Natalie Portman and Aston Kutcher so you know it's going to be really good.  It was actually pretty funny and I enjoyed it immensely until all the super emotional girly crap came up.  I realized I stopped watching the movie when it got all serious and started doing something else better like wash dishes.

We are young

 This song always comes on the radio. My favorite part is the Tonight we are young so lets set the world on fire part and that is about it. 


My time as a buyer for the hospital is coming to an end.  After this week I will have 3 weeks left and then hopefully it will be off to the next job or back to being a housewife.

While at this latest job I have come into contact with what one of my friends refers to as office characters or OC's.

Racist Surfer Grandma Chick- while at lunch one day the conversation turned to beauty and skin products.  This lady's comment of why black women don't have wrinkles was "because they come from Africa and are used to being in the sun".  Her heroes are Sheriff Joe Arpaio and Jan Brewer.

I hate everyone and will gladly let you know Lady-This particular lady was my teammate and nice to me even after I asked her a bajillion questions everyday.  Her beef seemed to be with everyone else in the office.  She didn't care much for our direct supervisor and the manager and was so open with me about why she didn't like them that it really surprised me.

Smokey McQuitter- This lady has smoked for most of her life and now has that gross cough that sounds like pieces of lung are making their way out of her body.  She also breathes very loudly so she will never be a good ninja.  Also she likes to tell the same stories over and over.  I know she loves hush puppies and is upset that there isn't a good place in town that serves them.  She also thinks the fish and chips platter at Applebee's is delicious and that servings are large.   I also know when avocados are on sale because of her.

Mr. Ninja Man-This guy is so sneaky you never know when he has arrived or left work for lunch or the day.  He's so good that I had no idea he even worked in this office for 2 weeks.

Ms. Forgets A Lot-Following this lady is like watching a yo-yo. For example she'll ask you about what kind of crackers you are eating....will then ask how many calories...you answer something else like the other flavors you enjoy and then she'll ask you what you are talking about.  She can't seem to follow a conversation at all.  Today she asked another lady how much weight she lost.  The lady responded 50 pounds and Ms. Forgets a Lot says "No WAY, you are lying....you lost 650 pounds?!!!!!!"

Mama Boy Jimbo-This dude took the full time buyer job I initially interviewed for.  He's a nice guy but when he first started in purchasing he would bring food that his mama made for him.  Turns out he lives in the trailer next to his mama's and his sister lives on the other side of mama.  He rarely brings his mama's food now and instead goes out to Whataburger, Eegee's and Burger King on a regular rotation.  My fondest memory of him was when he told Racist Surger Grandma Chick (his supervisor) to ...."chill out babe"!

I work with more people but they aren't as fun to write about.

to a great man

My Dad passed away after about three months of struggling with unknown issues to having a stroke and finding out he had cancer. The last two months were filled with ups and downs waiting to hear good and bad news.  Each week was a another chance of hope.

When the decision was made to move to hospice care he knew it wouldn't be long.  He made sure to tell me he loved me and that he wasn't afraid to die.  That was all I needed.  There were many nights of crying and praying.  Sometimes I was praying for a miracle but most of the time I was praying for strength for myself and my family. 

The past two weeks seem to have gone by really slow.  Each day felt like a week.  It was exhausting.  The sadness, tears, and pain took their turns coming and going.  With all the sadness though there were some wonderful things that happened too.  Family that hadn't spoken in years came together to ask each other for forgiveness and put differences aside.  Family that didn't have to do anything helped us with food when feeding ourselves was the last thing on our mind and helped us with funeral preparations when we ran into obstacles. It was amazing to see family and friends come out to pay their last respect to my father. 

My father was a truly humble man.  He would help out who ever needed help. He gave people 2nd, 3rd and 4th chances.  He was proud of his family and took care of us the only way he knew how.  He was a great story teller and had one hell of a smile.  Even in his last days he was still trying to crack jokes. I love my dad with all my heart.  I was his princess.  I'll never forget him.

stuff about stuff

My dad is slowly getting better after a couple of weeks of procedures and everything seeming to go wrong. This week he starts his second round of chemo and hopefully he'll be able to go home soon. 

Zac seems to be all fine after his accident. It is sad we no longer have Mr. Y but things could have been much worse and am glad things have worked out in that area. 

I started my new temp job at the hospital. Being a buyer at a hospital is a little weird but much easier than my last job.  I don't have to forecast anything I just push orders through.  I'm just waiting now for the girl I'm filling in for to go on her maternity leave.

Other random things....

-The neighbors next door were very quick to put up their Christmas tree, lights, and decorations.  But they aren't so quick to take it all down.  The lights still go on at night and their Christmas tree is still up  in their living room. 

-Zac and I along with my brother are taking turns acting as landlords for the house my dad owns here in town.  While Zac and my brother have done some work on the house, all 3 of us have taken turns asking for the rent money.  Being a landlord sucks.

-Saturday was my nephew Saul's birthday party.  The party was  at a bowling alley and we got there pretty late.  He is 7 now and when we finally showed up at the bowling alley 30 minutes before it was over Saul hugs us and says "you guys finally got here..."  I figured he wouldn't notice since there were a bunch of kids running around but it's nice he did notice. 

Today we had to go over to my parents house in Marana.  My mom was at the hospital with my dad so we had to let ourselves in. We were there so Zac could fix some computer issues so that the roku box would work right.  I got a phone call before we even got there that my mom left some food on the table and to heat it up if we were hungry if not put it in the fridge.  So I'm thinking it's like potatoes or some thing for breakfast.  Instead when we got there it was rice, beans, and meat with potatoes and green chiles....sooooooo goood!  Oh man we stuffed ourselves. Then we got to the hospital where we had donuts and tacos...stuff that other people brought to share with my dad or for my mom to take home.  

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Random stuff to blog about

Big news of the day....I got a job offer at one of the hospitals in town as a buyer.  The down side is that it's only temporary. I'll be filling in for a lady that will soon be on maternity leave.  We'll see where this job takes me....hopefully to a full time somewhat permanent job.

Tomorrow will be my last day at Old Navy.  It can't come soon enough.  I wish I had more money to use the discount to my advantage but that's about all that I'll miss.  Some people made it sound like it was a fun place to work...um yeah I didn't really see that. I guess it's only fun there when you don't have any customers.

Today was fun though.  I found out just how much people don't like to read.  I had two customers today get mad at me over sale signs. One lady was looking at a table that had various sweaters and underneath the table on another shelf there were a few stacks of corduroy pants.  I asked her if she needed help and she said she found the size she needed then asked me if the pants were 75% off.  I scanned the tag and it had some percentage off but not the 75% off.  She then said in a huffy voice "well then why are they on the table that has a 75% sign".  I read the sign to her...." 75% off assorted sweaters" no mention about corduroy pants.  Then probably 10 minutes later another lady stopped at a table I was working on that had henley tank tops and jeans.  The lady stops to look at the jeans and says "are these 40% off?"  I told her no...that the jeans were regular price.  She then asked me why the sign said 40% off....I then read the sign to her "40% off henley tank tops"....I should find a job where I just read sale signs to people.

Other than reading signs  to customers most of my job at the ON involves folding and refolding clothes and putting stuff in the right place. I have come to hate the customers that come in  and pick up a shirt, look at it, throw it down pick up the next shirt, look at it and then throw it back down.  I also hate the customers that that try to fold the clothes and instead just make a big ball and shove it in the place they think they got it from.  When they trained us how to fold clothes they told us they do a 3-second fold.  You shake the item out, look at like items and how they are folded and within 2-3 easy flips you have a folded shirt or pant.  It's really not hard.  I also hate the people that go around shopping and then all of sudden say "oh nevermind...I can't continue shopping here...I'll just leave this stuff here on this convenient table of boys t-shirts.  Yeah...I tried giving the evil glare to customers while I'm folding the same damn shirt for the billionth time but most of them don't notice.

Yay Go Christmas!!!!!

Even though this isn't the greatest holiday season I've ever had I still love Christmas!  It's definitely more fun when going away on vacation or when kids are involved but I still like it.  I wish I had more of an artsy fartsy side to me so I could make stuff (like with a sewing machine) but I enjoy buying stuff for other people.  Zac may not like me spending money we don't have but he doesn't know about my secret sugar daddy.

I had to work today at the Old Navy.  It was actually a very pleasant shift.  People were nice, the store wasn't packed or crazy.  I helped one guy out with his shopping and he tipped me $20!  Sweet!

And this morning I thought things were going to really suck when my laptop started acting funny. But Zac had the apple geniuses take a look and they fixed it! Yay Go Apple Geniuses!


Soon all you whiners and complainers that hate Christmas can go on to hate something else you old farts!

No more job countdown

I hate you job market.

Y U NO WANT TO HIRE ME? (insert ugly face drawing here)  (I will not go and find it) (I hate the word meme)

I have officially applied to over 20 positions.  I had gone as far as interviewing twice at one position with high hopes for an offer and then two days ago I read a post that the hospital group I applied for had eliminated 200 positions.  Bleh...


I'm going back to Walgreens...they probably don't want me.

Today is the anniversary that our house was broken into.  I have Daisy patrolling the property at regular intervals throughout the day with a shotgun that I engineered for her to shoot intruders.  I also got the neighborhood stray cats to work as snipers.  I have them stationed on the roof and the pine tree on the side of the house.  I also booby trapped the backyard with Daisy poop.  I also plan to booby trap the the doors and windows in case Joe  Pesci and Daniel Stern are in the neighborhood.

Oh and while I'm in this Christmas holiday cheery mood...do you know what I hate right now? People that post on facebook if their friends want a Christmas card to send their addresses. 

Update****Daisy has just alerted me to some suspicious activity in the street. There appears to be a dog sniffing around. No doubt that dog is part of the enemy camp looking for weaknesses to my fortress of solitude.  Daisy has successfully made it loud and clear that we will not be robbed again.  There you go dog, go tell your master.

Back to my previous rant. I will not request a Christmas card from you.  If you have the time and enjoy sending out cards I will gladly open them and post them on my wall.  If you ask me personally for my address I will gladly give it.  It just seems so odd and annoying that people are posting that now. What if you are the type that wants to have 500+ friends and the weirdos and people you don't even know ask for a card.  Do you just ignore these people or still send a card?  How would Jesus feel if you ignored these people?  How many cards or photocards did you buy that you have enough to send to facebook friends that you don't have addresses for? 

Just to let my readers know...I did not do Christmas cards this year.  I don't have any stamps and the money that I would spend on stamps is better spent on soda.  Instead I might post a boring facebook statement wishing you all Happy Holidays and a Merry Christmas....Or I might not.