If you're into the whole crossing fingers thing, would you mind? Got my eye on a pretty little black lab mix that may be in need for a home. It may be that I'm in need of a furry roommate. This might the best match to date . . . . . .
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
If fishing was like this in real life, no one would go hungry. Within a couple of hours of signing up, I had several messages and “likes”. Some of them, just like in real life, thanks, but no thanks. If you can’t be bothered to even include one picture, I’m not interested. But, there were a couple of interesting prospects. Now, to figure out the time to actually fit in a date . . . . .
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Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Wonder Gal, I don’t know who you are, but thank you for your comments. They were the kick in the back side that I needed. :D
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Tuesday, November 5, 2013
In the most recent Advocate (a local monthly “news” paper), there’s an article about “The Fire and Rescue Bullet”. It talks about the things working against volunteers: Competition for free time, aging population, increased training requirements, employers not letting employees off to answer calls, greater expectations from citizens, and of course, money. There are other problems with answering calls as well. The biggest one for me? The BS calls. I’m sorry, but when someone calls 911 morning after morning after morning, for the same complaint, you know what? I’m going to stay right here and eat my lucky charms, thank you very much. How about the person who complained that their “Lungs were full of air” and wanted to go to the ER? Unfortunately, you want to go to the ER? We cannot refuse to take you. People also complain about how long it takes an ambulance to get there. My answer? First, is your house easy to locate? Let’s start with a house number, that is CLEARLY visible from the road. I had a family member berate us for driving up and down past his house. “But the number is there!” “Yes sir, and it’s black letters on a flat black mailbox. We can’t see that in the middle of the night.” Second, when you choose to have the house that has an AMAZING view and no one around for miles . . . that also includes an ambulance.
In this same article, it brings up statistics. Yes, my squad has missed a LOT of calls. And the article talks about how there are other departments that have no calls missed. But, there are lots of details missing, not just hard and fast numbers. For instance. Was the call missed because we were already on another call? WHO was the call for? Several of our “missed” calls were for another agency that we were second due on. And, before we could answer that call for that first due agency, they got a truck on the road so we weren’t needed. Yes, the Fire Department might have 100% of calls answered, but if they only have 15 calls for the month . . . . . whoo hoo! We usually have 60-90 calls a month. I’d like to see what happens to those other departments numbers when they start having that kind of volume.
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Wednesday, February 8, 2012
While driving into work, I saw a small dark spot scurry out from under my feet, and up under my dash. Fortunately, I'm not the kind of girl to COMPLETELY freak out, so instead, I called work and informed them that I would be late. I had to purchase mouse traps! I placed out several different kinds, humane, and quick kill, along with D Con. I'm sorry, but mice do serious damage to cars! I saw the little bugger on my way home, and the next day. He ate nearly a whole box of the D Con! Finally, on Thursday, I saw that he had worked himself into the commercial trap from work, and was sitting there wiggling his nose at me while he was on the glue trap!!! I've never felt so horrible. If he hadn't eaten so much poison, I would have certainly tried to free him. He was actually a cute little guy, when he wasn't running around my feet! Still, it was an adventure. Maybe later this week I'll post about my critter filled year last year.
I'm struggling with how much to share on here. I feel like I want to write, I want to talk about everything that's in my head, but I don't know of the right place to put it. There are some that I really want to hear what I have to say, and others that . . . I don't want to share. I don't want to seem weak, or needy, or overly emotional, or not emotional enough, and . . . I get so tired of editing my thoughts, what I say. These filters are getting harder and harder to maintain. I was told, "You're so drama free." Well, for the most part. But, there are times I wish I could just let loose and say what I have to say. I've been emailing those things to myself and dumping them in a folder, but it's just not the same.
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Thursday, September 8, 2011
After lots of deep breaths, scampering around, routing a bridesmaid from one airport to another, and jumping through the various hoops, the wedding did happen. And the thing that I didn't realize then, that I'm just realizing now, is that was the first day that I knew that life goes on. As it does today. It's hard to keep things in perspective, what with getting a bad mystery shop, and people being so unhappy with me, but there are bigger and more important things in life. I'm grateful for a friendship like the one I have with Msh. We have gone from whispering in dorm rooms into the middle of the night to figuring out that if we want to have a conversation without interruption, sometimes the best time is 745 in the morning. Relationships take work, trust, hope, and love, and I'm grateful to have a friend that I can go through all of that with.
PS - I should mention that while the second wedding didn't have quite the "Who's Who" and flair of the first, the second one got her the man who adores her, and the beautiful Savannah. Msh, ya done good. :)
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