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May I speak with Amdalah?

Posted on December 27, 2006

“May I speak with Amdalah? Amalda?” asked the female caller with the middle eastern accent. “Excuse?” “I am wanting to call to speak with Alamdah, ” she told me. “I’m sorry. You must have the wrong number.” “What is your name being?” she continued. “What?” I asked as my mouth fell to the I’ll be staying wide open and slack for the next little while position. “I say, what is your name being?” She said a touch louder. “I…no. No.” “You are not telling me what it is your name?” She asked with surprise. “No. I am not telling you what is my…look, you have the wrong number. Thank you.” “It is ok, I do not need Amdalada. I can with you speak, miss.”…

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Did that really just happen?

Posted on December 27, 2006

Sometimes annoying people or behaviors are so outrageous that you almost have to nod your head and say,“Ok, you know what? That was good. I’ll give it to you, that may have been the most annoying thing ever. Great job. Way to be the best at what you do.”There are times when the behavior is so over-the-top ridiculous that you pause to see if maybe, just maybe, Candid Camera has come a’callin’ and you are about to have some well coiffed every-man with sparkling white teeth chuckle and say,“Ha ha ha, Amanda. Why don’t you take a look right over there and smile? Because yooooou are on Candid Camera.” Alas, it seems it’s never a jovial Allen Funt plant, but another annoying person. For…

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Hamalot

Posted on December 27, 2006

The other day I had something happen that truly left me in a quandary. Since it happened I have found myself in a slow burn as I try to either rationalize or relive it so that I might have the opportunity to respond with a clear head. Before I explain, let me clarify that I am not in middle school, I am not even in high school. I am a college educated adult of gainful employment, with a spouse, 2 children, a mortgage and 2 pets. I like to think of myself as capable of making adult decisions. I think you’ll understand my being perplexed when I found myself at a meal with 6 other adults, a 7 month old and a suprise pile…

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Not a lot

Posted on December 26, 2006

The reality of this parenting thing is that you often have to divide and conquer. In order to get things done one person sometimes has to bear the brunt of the housework or the childcare or the whatever. I have several writing assignments that I need to get done. Sean took Briar for a run this morning while I stayed home with Avery to work. I set Avery up in one of her toys beside me as I settled in behind the compter. It felt like only minutes had passed when I looked out the window and saw Sean watching me and waiting for me to realize that he was there. I waved, he grinned. “What’d’ya get done while I was gone?” He asked…

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