Kevin Bacon can byte me

So, I'm catching up on all my LJ friends this morning when I get to drolma's lastest entry entitled "maybe everyone is separated by six degrees from susan dennis?" Ha! I love it.

It all stems from the short and very eventful life - so far - of Eric C. Snowdeal IV. His Dad's blog was interesting before but ever since this tiny baby was born last July - way ahead of his planned October birthday, the blog has been daily updates on his progress. I check in every morning and mentioned it a while back. Turns out that drolma and at least one other person (annonymous) now has Eric-itis as well (they discussed me in the comment section!). Karen, my officemate, usually asks when she gets in 'so how's the baby today?' She says that my addiction reveals 'the softer side of susan dennis' (For years Sears department store ran an ad on our TV begging us to check out the 'softer side of Sears'.)

On 60 Minutes last night they talked about the new generation - the one after the baby boomers - they had a room full of 20 somethings and asked them about their use of the internet as opposed to their use of TV. They all pretty much agreed that the internet was more interesting and more fun and more worth their time. It's pretty easy to see why.

When I was 20 something, I would have never imagined that I would start my days checking on a micropreemie in Michigan, much less shared this interest with a 'friend' from Iceland. I'm glad I'm not part of the next generation but I'm as glad or more so that I'm able to get to play in their sandbox.

Kevin Bacon can byte me

So, I'm catching up on all my LJ friends this morning when I get to drolma's lastest entry entitled "maybe everyone is separated by six degrees from susan dennis?" Ha! I love it.

It all stems from the short and very eventful life - so far - of Eric C. Snowdeal IV. His Dad's blog was interesting before but ever since this tiny baby was born last July - way ahead of his planned October birthday, the blog has been daily updates on his progress. I check in every morning and mentioned it a while back. Turns out that drolma and at least one other person (annonymous) now has Eric-itis as well (they discussed me in the comment section!). Karen, my officemate, usually asks when she gets in 'so how's the baby today?' She says that my addiction reveals 'the softer side of susan dennis' (For years Sears department store ran an ad on our TV begging us to check out the 'softer side of Sears'.)

On 60 Minutes last night they talked about the new generation - the one after the baby boomers - they had a room full of 20 somethings and asked them about their use of the internet as opposed to their use of TV. They all pretty much agreed that the internet was more interesting and more fun and more worth their time. It's pretty easy to see why.

When I was 20 something, I would have never imagined that I would start my days checking on a micropreemie in Michigan, much less shared this interest with a 'friend' from Iceland. I'm glad I'm not part of the next generation but I'm as glad or more so that I'm able to get to play in their sandbox.

Holey crap

I spent 2 full hours after work tonight on The Mom Move which is turning into The Problem Of The Mom Move. I can't get those people at that place to talk to me and they are driving Polly crazy. Sarah the big shot called me this morning and we had a discussion. I explained that I was really distressed at the lack of communication and information I was getting. I asked her if I sent her an email outlining the dates and other stuff we discussed in the phone call, would she please just read it over and reply back that we were on the same page. She said she would.

She's had 10 hours so far and apparently hasn't found the time!

The move coordinator, Nancy, left a voice mail for Polly that she had hired a moving company. Polly came unglued. Nancy has yet to respond to an email I sent her on Saturday and hasn't had time to respond to my voice mail but can hire a movnig company for us (I'm guessing she ain't paying for it...) And it would be kind of interesting to find out where she thinks they are going to move the stuff??!! Oh well, I sent another email telling her to cancel and re-iterated it in voice mail.

Late this afternoon I get an email from my brother that Mom called him and asked him to tell me that they told her that the move was going to be delayed cause the guy in the room now has taken a turn for the worse...

I sent an email this evening to everyone there and explained that telling Mom anything about without telling me did not count at all and that I did not appreciate getting any move information via my mother through my brother when everyone there has promised to Keep Me In The Loop...

They can fucking kiss my loop.

It's all going to work out. It might well cost more than we should pay but, fortunately, Mom has the money. Mom is blistfully unaware of most of this and forgets what she does find out fairly quickly.

But, I really think that people who fuck with me should suffer. Really. I'm sure it's a law in most countries.

Holey crap

I spent 2 full hours after work tonight on The Mom Move which is turning into The Problem Of The Mom Move. I can't get those people at that place to talk to me and they are driving Polly crazy. Sarah the big shot called me this morning and we had a discussion. I explained that I was really distressed at the lack of communication and information I was getting. I asked her if I sent her an email outlining the dates and other stuff we discussed in the phone call, would she please just read it over and reply back that we were on the same page. She said she would.

She's had 10 hours so far and apparently hasn't found the time!

The move coordinator, Nancy, left a voice mail for Polly that she had hired a moving company. Polly came unglued. Nancy has yet to respond to an email I sent her on Saturday and hasn't had time to respond to my voice mail but can hire a movnig company for us (I'm guessing she ain't paying for it...) And it would be kind of interesting to find out where she thinks they are going to move the stuff??!! Oh well, I sent another email telling her to cancel and re-iterated it in voice mail.

Late this afternoon I get an email from my brother that Mom called him and asked him to tell me that they told her that the move was going to be delayed cause the guy in the room now has taken a turn for the worse...

I sent an email this evening to everyone there and explained that telling Mom anything about without telling me did not count at all and that I did not appreciate getting any move information via my mother through my brother when everyone there has promised to Keep Me In The Loop...

They can fucking kiss my loop.

It's all going to work out. It might well cost more than we should pay but, fortunately, Mom has the money. Mom is blistfully unaware of most of this and forgets what she does find out fairly quickly.

But, I really think that people who fuck with me should suffer. Really. I'm sure it's a law in most countries.