Yes indeed. Good things come to those who wait.
I have blogged before about my love affair with Netflix. For a little more than $10 a month I can watch TV and movies and all sorts of fun stuff. It's definitely worth the price and keeps me entertained when I need a good veg-out.
Well, Amazon announced a little good news today. If you have a Prime Membership you can now watch TV and movies for absolutely free. Hooray! As a number cruncher, I figured out the "monthly" fee for a Prime Membership is $6.59. That's cheaper than Netflix. Not that I'll give up my Netflix account because, well, I'm still in love with that.
But how great is it that Amazon offers free stuff? I've downloaded TV series from them before (mostly "The Office"), but haven't figured out how to burn those to DVD for home viewing. Along with unlimited TV and movies, you can stream to an internet capable TV. Yes! I knew that was a good investment.
Glad I hung in there! One more reason to renew that Prime Membership. Love it!
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2/22/11
2/11/11
Overflow is brain on my
What I really meant to say is my brain is on overflow. Too. Much. Stuff!!!
I've been training for my new job this week. It will not be an easy thing. Change is always difficult, but this transition might be more stressful than I thought. First of all, nobody has been hired to replace me which means training is going to go on a lot longer than just two weeks. Since I'm not leaving the company (or the building) that's not such a big deal. EXCEPT I still have no clue what's going on with my new job. Sure, information has been spoken and written down. That doesn't mean much right now.
On the upside, my job was posted. Bonus! Hopefully, we will get a good candidate pool and find someone who can do a good job and like what they do. It will be good to flush all of that information out of my head so I can actually retain some of the new stuff. That would be good. That would be REALLY good.
Perhaps a marathon of movies or TV series can help alleviate the overflow. Or maybe just eating extreme amounts of delicious and gooey caramel popcorn (homemade, of course), sweet potato fries from Guru's, and frozen yogurt from Maverik. That combination makes everything better, doesn't it?
I've been training for my new job this week. It will not be an easy thing. Change is always difficult, but this transition might be more stressful than I thought. First of all, nobody has been hired to replace me which means training is going to go on a lot longer than just two weeks. Since I'm not leaving the company (or the building) that's not such a big deal. EXCEPT I still have no clue what's going on with my new job. Sure, information has been spoken and written down. That doesn't mean much right now.
On the upside, my job was posted. Bonus! Hopefully, we will get a good candidate pool and find someone who can do a good job and like what they do. It will be good to flush all of that information out of my head so I can actually retain some of the new stuff. That would be good. That would be REALLY good.
Perhaps a marathon of movies or TV series can help alleviate the overflow. Or maybe just eating extreme amounts of delicious and gooey caramel popcorn (homemade, of course), sweet potato fries from Guru's, and frozen yogurt from Maverik. That combination makes everything better, doesn't it?
2/9/11
Black leather, baby!
It should be illegal for me to shop at big box stores. They always have such great deals that you can't pass up because it would be stupid. That's right - stupid. You can't NOT spend $20 on something you would use that would cost you $40 somewhere else. It would be insane to pass up something like that. Am I right? You betcha.
Well, I got caught in the grips of big box last night. I found a Kenneth Cole leather jacket for the unbelievably incredible price of $29.71 (plus tax, of course - thank you government). For that price you have to try the dang thing on. And then it fits. And then you have to buy. But you also have to call your mom and ask if she wants one, too. (Yes, you HAVE to do that.) So I did and we both ended up with a nice leather jacket.
Mom told Dad it was his Valentine's Day gift to her. Great rationale, Mom! See, this is one reason a husband would be useful. I don't have an excuse! Other than really liking the jacket and convincing myself I couldn't live without it.
Mine is black and Mom's is a really pretty burgundy. They're different styles, too, so that's a bonus. Now we can go out in public together and not look matchy-matchish, which is SO annoying even if you are both the coolest people on the planet.
I'm happy with the jacket, but not so happy that the big box sucks me in. Go black leather jacket! Boo big box!!!
Well, I got caught in the grips of big box last night. I found a Kenneth Cole leather jacket for the unbelievably incredible price of $29.71 (plus tax, of course - thank you government). For that price you have to try the dang thing on. And then it fits. And then you have to buy. But you also have to call your mom and ask if she wants one, too. (Yes, you HAVE to do that.) So I did and we both ended up with a nice leather jacket.
Mom told Dad it was his Valentine's Day gift to her. Great rationale, Mom! See, this is one reason a husband would be useful. I don't have an excuse! Other than really liking the jacket and convincing myself I couldn't live without it.
Mine is black and Mom's is a really pretty burgundy. They're different styles, too, so that's a bonus. Now we can go out in public together and not look matchy-matchish, which is SO annoying even if you are both the coolest people on the planet.
I'm happy with the jacket, but not so happy that the big box sucks me in. Go black leather jacket! Boo big box!!!
2/3/11
What kind of person makes their mother cry?
That's right, people. I'm a terrible person.
The other day, I called home to ask Mom a question. I knew she probably wasn't home because she was helping my niece with some car-related issues. But I called on the off chance that she would still be home and could answer my questions. The phone went to voice mail and, instead of leaving a message, I hung up. Did I think anything else about it? No. Not even for a minute.
At five, when I got off work, I called Mom to see how things were going and do my regular check-in. When I asked how she was she said, "Fine, now that I'm done crying." That concerned me, obviously, because I love my mom to pieces. I didn't want her crying over anything! Then, she proceeded to tell me the reason she was crying: I called and she wasn't home, so that means she wasn't there for me when I needed her, which made her cry.
Holy crap. I suck.
What kind of person makes their mother cry? Even accidentally? A horrible, horrible person. A terrible, horrible, no good, very bad person. Since then, I think I may have redeemed myself. Maybe. Or not. I tried to please her this week. Personally, professionally, all around tried to please her. Basically, it was an effort to prove that I didn't really suck as much as I felt like I did for making her cry.
Does this mean I lose the daughter of the year award? Because, seriously, I was on my way to winning until this happened.
The other day, I called home to ask Mom a question. I knew she probably wasn't home because she was helping my niece with some car-related issues. But I called on the off chance that she would still be home and could answer my questions. The phone went to voice mail and, instead of leaving a message, I hung up. Did I think anything else about it? No. Not even for a minute.
At five, when I got off work, I called Mom to see how things were going and do my regular check-in. When I asked how she was she said, "Fine, now that I'm done crying." That concerned me, obviously, because I love my mom to pieces. I didn't want her crying over anything! Then, she proceeded to tell me the reason she was crying: I called and she wasn't home, so that means she wasn't there for me when I needed her, which made her cry.
Holy crap. I suck.
What kind of person makes their mother cry? Even accidentally? A horrible, horrible person. A terrible, horrible, no good, very bad person. Since then, I think I may have redeemed myself. Maybe. Or not. I tried to please her this week. Personally, professionally, all around tried to please her. Basically, it was an effort to prove that I didn't really suck as much as I felt like I did for making her cry.
Does this mean I lose the daughter of the year award? Because, seriously, I was on my way to winning until this happened.
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