:)

The other day Big Head #2 told P that he sometimes waits just inside his office door until he sees a shadow, so that he can pop out and scare the person waking by. Wow. Just, wow.

Tonight's homemade desserts for me and my honey...



Vanilla Cream and Rum Glaze filled Rum Cupcakes with Vanilla Frosting and mini Walnut Rum Cakes.

 

 

 

Yes, I took a bite before remembering to take a pics :)

 

Enjoy the rest of the weekend everyone!

Mozzarella Beer Bread!

Savory and delicious :)

Honey Beer Bread :)

Sweet and tasty!

Today's a day

So, I was promoted at work. Well, they call it a "promotion", and I guess it is technically. It was initially presented to me as a 'we think you are so wonderful, please accept this great honor', and then the situation kind of degraded (at least to me) to a 'you will be doing this work, so you can either accept the new title and extra 2 cent [practically] raise or not...and still do the work' clustercuss. I accepted. Obviously. The problem I have is that Big Head #1 is going out on maternity leave next Friday. She calls it a working maternity leave ('yes, please go ahead and patch me into that important conference call while I'm nursing'), but the fact is she'll be out of the office for two months. Big Head #2 knows nothing. NOTHING. Not only does he not know anything about his job, the paperwork we have to deal with everyday, the system we use...anything, he makes no true attempt to even try. The problem is that all the higher up bosses opted to leave, so who knows who's even overseeing the Big Heads right now. No one's left to watch out for the worker bees in this situation - at least not that I can see.

In addition to that P's counterparts N and O are out of here too. N was on medical leave for like 6 months and then she opted to leave the organization altogether. It's mighty coincidental that while she was on medical leave she managed to not only finish school and her internship and graduate, but also start a new job/business and a life coach. A LIFE COACH! O took a gamble trying to squeeze more money out of the organization and they called her bluff quickly and completely...not only is she leaving, they actually cut that position. So, P will be left alone to handle three people's work until they hire a second person, who she will likely have to train and support during the inevitable learning curve; just like they told me that I would have to assist in the ongoing training process of my counterparts. How do you assist someone who is so far past clueless that I can't, in good faith, use the word clue in any part of any statement related to him? Either way, I am happy to be recognized for my hard work; so the small smile is there :)

Anyway, enough crap. On to non-work topics.

Hubby and I saw Premium Rush the other day. The movie itself was decent, but Joseph Gordon-Levitt? Fantastic and oh-so sexy-adorable (sadorable?), as always. B- movie, A+ JGL. It made me want to watch Inception a few more times. yea, blue ray. I sat through Christian Bale's Batman voice and Tom Hardy's "Of Course!" Bane voice three times - time's 2.5 to 3 were overkill - and cannot wait to see Looper. He's s'wonderful. Hubby understands :)

In food related yummy news, I made the most wonderful Honey Beer and Mozzarella Beer Breads the other day (man, I do a lot on those 'other days'). I'll post pics later. Hubby is my resident taste-tester, and he loved them, as did the people at work. To me, the honey version was tasty, but the mozzarella version was divine. I love cheesy goodness and will definitely be making it again soon. I can already taste the cinnamon and pumpkin ale version I want to make for Turkey Day. Yummy!

Hubby and I are going paintballing (is that a term?) next month. My friend K is freaking me out a bit telling me that the pain outweighs the fun, but it's my first time playing so I'm still excited. Nervous fear, I guess. When I imagine myself playing, I picture Tom Hardy in This Means War. His paintball scene was easily the best scene in the movie. In reality, I'll probably be more like the kids his character is decimating, but I still aim to have fun. I'll just have to stock up on Advil, heating pads and stuff beforehand :) Any experienced paintball people out there? How much pain are Hubby and I in for, really?

Enjoy the rest of the day everyone!

Le sigh.

Thanks again someecards!

People...today is a version of a good morning. It's a crappy, messed up morning that I'm sure will mean extra work for me later on, but at least I had a hearty morning laugh.

Big Head #2 actually came down to my office a few minutes ago (looking to be on the brink of frustrated stress tears), closed the door, and said 'Something bad happened to me on Friday.' Now, I had already heard the office gossip while he was on a sick day or vacation day or whatever yesterday, so I already knew what he was going to say. As he closed my door and sat down, I had to struggle to keep my composure. He then proceeded to tell me that (like a moron) he had brought some files home with him in his backpack that day, and they were stolen when his car was broken into. Yes, everyone is okay - credit cards were cancelled, and all that jazz. The point is that he thought that it would be a good idea to bring the files (that I worked on for months) which were chock full of information, home with him, and now that information could be anywhere.

He's going to have a hell of a time re-creating those files, especially due to:

1) the original signature pages that he'll have to request again (what reasoning he'll give? Who knows.);

2) the info that was sent via email - attachments now archived;

3) the info that was sent via file sharing sites - now expired;

4) the info that may have already been filed away in storage...

The list goes on and on.

I feel semi-bad for him, but honestly, I think that may actually be me feeling bad for future me who will have to help clean up this latest mess. For now though, I do feel bad for him but I have to laugh at least a little bit.

Have a great day everyone!

Mr. Rogers would have hated this neighborhood.

Yesterday was a bad day.

I got so angry at work that I actually saw red. I could feel my blood pressure rushing and hear the dull roar of the blood rushing through my body.

I was pissed.

It all started with the compressed workweek schedule. We are allowed to work longer hours 4 days a week, in order to have the 5th day off. We can do this 2 times a month, but I only do it once. Once.

Sooooo, C came around saying that Management (let's call them the 'Big Heads' for this post) told co-worker M that they decided that only one person can be out on any given day because we are so short staffed. M in turn told C who took it upon herself to relay the message in a childish game of telephone. I stated that I have no problem changing my days as needed, but I wanted to first hear the reasoning directly from Big Head #2 (who is two offices away) instead of from M to C to XYZ, blah, blah, blah. Not an unreasonable request, I think.

This sparked M, T and C coming down to my office about 30 seconds later. Their posse rolled up to my door, sneers and all, like that bs was supposed to intimidate me, and looked a bit surprised/flustered/scared? when I proceeded to very loudly state that I did not have time for this sh*t as I (gesturing to my paperwork avalanche of a desk) have too much sh*t to deal with that is actually part of my job. M again asked questions (can you believe this?!), and I started to get pissed. When I get so angry that I start to tear up, it's not going to end well, so I took the high road and not so politely told them to get the hell out of leave my office and not let the door hit 'em where the good Lord split 'em close the door behind them. They then proceeded to go to my colleague, K, next door and, while I only heard muffled words, she became upset and left for the day immediately after.

Taking deep breaths wasn't working for me so I called my husband, who talked me down - because I was ready to go off about all the bull that I've had to deal with over the past 5 years - and when I was finally able to form coherent sentences again without rampant profanity I went down to talk to the Big Heads (because they had, of course, email summoned me down to chat about the incident even though it was seconds away from the day's quitting time.

50 minutes later, I left Big Head 1's office having accomplished nothing because some people hear only what they want to hear. Sad. So, so, sad. Thank God my husband recognized the tone of my voice and plea to come cheer me up, and was waiting for me in my office. Just seeing him brought a smile to my face even after all that.

The drama continues today with HR, phone calls, meetings, and other crap; but we all know that some things will never change. Hopefully though, something will be done about my work load, because if not...well, something has to give.

Oh, that was a downer of a post :(

Anywho, my husband is meeting me after work again today so we can go home together :) so I'm just ignoring all the work bs and focusing on that :) I'm trying to anyway.

Let's end this with something happy :) The Magic Mike trailers and TV spots brings a smile to my face :D

Like this one!

Yep. I am seeing that. Anyone else?

Have an excellent day everyone!