A Day In the Life

Preemptive  warning: this was written with two thumbs on my smart phone.

Lots of you know I’m a pretty social-media kinda gal. And you might know that I’m not really an overly verbal political person on social media. My “political” posts are about animal cruelty and not so much about social injustice . I’m that kinda gal. Puppies and baby goats.

Believe it or not, that’s not what this blog is about.

In the past week, I have had some very challenging days. Emotionally challenging, physically challenging…career-challenging. To say I have been on the “careening down the 150 drop of a roller-coaster” over and over every day might be a slight understatement. 

NO, it had nothing to do with the election. 

So, at the end of this week where I have questioned a lot of things that are going on in my life…..work, faith, commitment, family, friendships…I needed a funny. Guess I will keep my humor to myself from now on.

I don’t ask my friends to think like I do. And I would think they don’t ask me to think like they do. If someone posts something I don’t agree with….I scroll by. Twitter, Facebook…hell, LinkedIn. I don’t agree with each of you. Really, I don’t. And I don’t expect you to agree with me.

I do expect a little bit of decency. I didn’t mestage you when your political post bothered me. I didn’t comment when you attended a rally that went against my personal beliefs. I politely scrolled past.

Not that it should  make a difference but, I do have a lot on my shoulders right now. I’m not asking for pity or sympathy. I am, however, thinking that before you (and I have a few people in mind, but I’m really generalizing) judge me…..on ANYTHING…..walk a mile in my shoes. And by that I mean live the life I am living right now. 

Know what is a huge smile inducer now-a-days? When my mom tells me she loves me and she is blessed to have a daughter who would take such good care of her. That is REAL. That is my life. That is something to be proud of and smile about and maybe post on Facebook.

I would take 1000 of those moments over any of this vitriolic political bullshit y’all seem to be wrapped up in. 

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Overactive B♡llsh!t Meter

Have you ever had one of those days? Today is one for me. I’m not sure what exactly totally blasted me over the top but here are some culprits:

1. Driving home from lunch. No fewer than 5 drivers are CLEARLY texting, Facebooking, emailing….WHILE DRIVING. How can I tell? The van is higher than most cars. I CAN   SEE YOU NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THE ROAD. What’s worse is, in the past week….just one week, not multiple weeks, just one….we have witnessed three wrecks on 17 (I think coincidentally Southbound) between the NC/SC state line and the southern end of Little River. Fewer than five miles. One of those accidents resulted in TWO medivac helicopters removing the injured from the scene.

2. The election. I’m over it. She’s a liar and a murdered. He’s a foul mouthed chauvinistic pig. This is what we came up with America? Really? 

3. Another traffic aggravation. Heading to Publix (the back roads because 17 was shit ass up from the accident) aND a fire truck comes up behind me at a traffic light. I am not in his way but he has to pull out onto a 4 lane highway. His lights and sirens are blaring. Most cars have come to a stop but 4…yes  FOUR.. cars CUT HIM OFF AND SPEED THROUGH THE INTERSECTION. I pray those individuals never need a fire truck in a hurry because I am thinking karma is a big fat bitch there.

4. I think I’m overly grumpy today but is there a specific reason people can’t be aware of their surroundings in  grocery store? Maybe it was just my day for aggravation but I try to be courteous and not block the aisles while I shop. I’m sure I’m not he only one like this…wait, am I the only person like this?

….and this is not to mention the horror story Jim and I heard of a poor couple who just returned to their condo after Matthew only to be dissed by their insurance company and price gouged for fixing some hurricane damage. 

What is wrong with the world? Please, someone tell me that things will get better. Please. 

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What’s Giving Tuesday All About?

Last year, I went on and on about Giving Tuesday. Not much response…but let’s think this year and forget the past.

What is Giving Tuesday? If you google Giving Tuesday, you’ll see lots of things. But check this site out: https://www.givingtuesday.org/ Giving Tuesday is the nonprofit response to Black Friday and Cyber Monday. Those days are ALL about spending – and by spending, I don’t mean spending to give back. I mean retail, capitalistic, me-me-me mentality. I’m not saying do spend on Black Friday or Cyber Monday. Not at all. I’m saying…save a few bucks back and give. Give on Giving Tuesday.

You might know that I work for Blackbaud. We are the #1 software provider to nonprofits world-wide. And, for that reason, nonprofits are very close to my heart. Well…one or two in particular are VERY close to my heart. Greyhound Pets of America Charleston has hold of most of my heart, for sure. And they’re who I want to talk about.

For 13 years, GPA Charleston has been finding loving forever homes in the coastal South Carolina/Georgia area for retired racing greyhounds. As an organization, we’ve probably placed…300 dogs…maybe more, maybe less. And most years we fly under the radar, existing and surviving on adoption fees and local support at our events. We don’t do an annual appeal. We just hope. But this year, we’ve got an expense…we have a seizure dog. And by seizure dog I don’t mean occasional mild seizures. I mean…grand mal, and fairly regularly. His name is Sigma. He is going to be an expense for the rest of his life…we may find him a comfortable semi-permanent foster home but we will provide for him so that he will never go without his meds or checkups. That could mean about $200 per month. Some months less, some more.

Think about what you pay for expenses per month. Telephone, utilities, mortgage, food…we pay those too. And vet costs (times however many foster dogs we may have at any time), and heartworm, flea control, food, treats, toys…collars, muzzles, leashes, microchips…

You probably know all this. What I’d like you to know tho…is that this year, we need you. We need your $5, $10, $15 donation. We need that. And, this year when you give…maybe tell Pay Pal to charge the fee to you – your $5 may be $5.35, or something like that. That $5 is tax deductible. It might mean you don’t get a Starbucks for a day or two. It might mean you bag lunch one day. Can you do that? I can. I will.

Giving Tuesday is November 29. Go to your calendar right now and mark that day as the day you’re going to donate $5 to Greyhound Pets of America Charleston.

Donate Now – look for the PayPal link on the left side of the page

Or send money to adoptcharlestongreys@yahoo.com. Or mail a check to GPA Charleston, PO Box 14533, Charleston SC, 29422

Giving is what #GivingTuesday is all about.

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My Guilty Pleasure

Yeah, sounds pretty dirty, huh?

Some of you know this already so it will kinda be a repeat…maybe someday I will tell the whole story but here’s some of it.

I’ve got this whole life I lead that is all corporate (sorta) and “normal”. I work 40-60 hours a week, I own a house and a car…well, two houses a van and a car but who’s counting…and I’m as “ordinary” as everyone else. I live on a golf course (ewww….what an awful idea by the way) and I like to grocery shop and cook.

But, if money were no object, I would travel all over to see my favorite bands play. I’ve been a lot of places to see concerts. Really I have. McAllen TX. Grand Rapids MI. Some odd place in Minnesota. Kenosha WI. Erie PA. Old Orchard Beach, ME. Phoenix AZ. Las Vegas. Los Angeles. Sacramento.

So…yeah, that’s kinda where this story is going. I have a lot of bands I like, and I’d go see most of them anywhere but somehow, I always come back “home” to Tesla. I can’t describe it. And, I admit I’ve had a soft spot for Tesla for more years than I care to say.

When Jim came to “visit” 7 or 8 years ago, I was already “street-teaming” the only Charleston show I’d ever seen them do. I told him about it and asked if he liked Tesla and he was lukewarm. Yeah. Go figure. I just knew if I bided my time, he would learn how fantastic they are. Now he’s got a Tesla tattoo (I don’t even have one of those!!) and he’s out in Sacramento hanging out with some of the best people I know that I’ve never met…my Tesla friends. Our Tesla friends.

A long time ago, on a message board far far away, a handful of Tesla fans said it…and we say it still. Tesla fans are the best people we know. We love the band, and most of the time, we love the other fans that love the band (hey, even the most functional family is slightly dysfunctional, right?)

I’ve got friends that I only know because of Tesla, but I’d like ’em anyway…some are lifelong friends that I see on a regular basis (Spark) and occasional basis (Wanda & Rhonda, Shane, Steph) and some I have still never met…you know who you are. We share our lives outside of just that “guilty pleasure” of rock ‘n roll.

Oh. Story. Once, a few years back, I was informed that I needed to stop listening to “that rock ‘n roll” and listen to Christian music because I was now entrenched in a deep relationship with Jesus Christ. For a bit, it totally vexed me because I am really not ME without that rock ‘n roll blood coursing through my veins. A very wise friend told me that God made me, and made me to be who I am…and that my love of rock ‘n roll was ME. And that’s okay.

So, getting a shout out from Jeff Keith on Facebook live (thank you Jeff Loux) may be a guilty pleasure…I’m proud to say I love my rock n’ roll guilty pleasures. Seriously.

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Wondering

So I have begun wondering over the past few years about when the view of our personal future changes. In other words, when do you make that switch from “upwardly mobile” to “hanging on ’til the end”? And how do you deal with that?

My life and career has centered around the company I work for (poor sentence structure, sorry)…for many years. Let’s just use an ambiguous term of “many” here. And I am frequently asked where I see myself in __ years. I may be short-sighted, or just complacent but I don’t have that vision anymore. I used to struggle with the answer because I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up. Now I struggle because I see retirement in my future and I’m gonna guess that’s not the answer most forward-thinking companies look for.

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t have any intention of slowing to a crawl as my “days are numbered” or shelving projects because I have lost interest. I love what I do. It’s challenging and exciting. Most days it’s not depressing to go to work (although it is increasingly difficult to get UP for work). I love writing, and I love my co-workers, and I love the industry we work with. I do feel strongly about education and I believe in the power of a nonprofit organization to change the world. I think that the little bit I contribute to my company’s success is an important little bit because if you’re not learning, you’re not alive. So, I don’t think that I’m winding down…not at all.

I do worry, though, because I see myself sitting here (or in a slightly nicer version of my office as it stands now) working for the same company, learning more about the business we are in and learning more about my craft. I don’t see myself climbing a corporate ladder or reaching to be a manager or a director, or a vice president. I don’t see that.

Funny…as I typed that last sentence I realized I’ve been a president of a “corporation” for a few years and I walked away from that drained and beaten down…my own fault, I know but it happened and it was real so…

What do you think? Where are you in your corporate cycle or just career cycle? Do you look UP the ladder, laterally, or down? When you’re asked those ever-painful questions of “Where do you see yourself in 5 years?” are you able to pinpoint a place and reply? Maybe I am just waiting to see what I’ll be when I grow up…if I grow up.

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Tartan

I think that will be my next dog’s name.

A long time ago…let’s say at least 30 years ago…my mom had this book SOMEWHERE that showed all the tartans registered in Scotland. And I used to love looking at it because I’m a sucker for plaid. I had a kilt as a kid that I totally loved. No clue what happened to it but at some point kilts went out of fashion, and then (surprisingly enough) came back into fashion. And, I believe that was around my high school years. I somehow convinced my mom that I needed another kilt. I’m wondering where that sucker is right now…is it still hanging in my closet in Summerville?

Anyway, the point of this wasn’t so much about the kilt but the book. I can see it in my minds eye. Page after page after page of tartan plaid. Dad always liked Black Watch. I was more fond of the reds, russets, and purples (again…SHOCKING). I think I knew I was part Scottish. But, I totally couldn’t remember which last name in my mom’s heritage was the Scottish last name.

Did you know that the tartan book is now an ONLINE thing? Yet again….SHOCKING…Google search tartan and  you’ll see there’s a tartan registry. So what did I do? I started entering family names from my mom’s side…the ones I knew. Well, I admit, I really knew that Curtis was the French Canadian, so I had to go with my nana’s maiden name. Elliott.

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Meltdown in….


So, I had two brief meltdowns today. Might just be the pressure of um…life, or…life in general. If I were a drinking sort, I would be trashed right about now.

Maybe you’ve had a day like I had today before. Looking back at it, I don’t see one particular event that caused tears or raging, however both happened today.

Was it having to speak with a person at the insurance company?  Well, no. She was all together pretty nice. But completely unable to help me. Was it that I can’t seem to fill out a request form correctly to save my life? Maybe. But probably not. Was it that in the midst of probably one of the most emotionally traumatic points in my life, I’ve had to stand on my head and spit quarters just to “get at” something that by all rights is mine to have, but impossible to actually get? Yeah…that could be it.
And much of the rest of the day was uneventful. Except the now-traditional having to act like the adult in the house again. I hate adulting.

Until this evening when I was just trying to wind down from the over-woundness of the day…and that one person whose voice you JUST DIDN’T NEED TO HEAR called. Yup. Of course she did. I might have been a bit blunt when I cut her off and hung up on her. I might have felt a teeny bit of remorse until I consulted with the family and received the spiritual pat on the back I needed. I guess it was the wrong day to be THAT person calling here. 

The ensuing verbal tirade trying to purge myself of all the pent up frustration of the day was maybe a bit much. Sometimes ya just gotta blow off steam.

And….the day ends with a shower, some relaxing Facebook posts, and maybe a glass of water. Stick a fork in me. I’m done. Can’t wait for the upcoming Tropical Storm Hermine. Yay.

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Mushroom Almond “Fried” Rice

I have a renewed desire to make fresh, veggie-rich, fiber-laden dishes lately. Today, while thinking I was gonna make a mushroom-spinach-feta omelette for dinner, I realized I might have just a little too much in the omelette. Therefore, I decided to use up the brown rice from Thursday night with my sautéd mushrooms, onion, and garlic. This may be a no-brainer but here’s what I did.

1 small sweet onion (Vidalia if in season)

1 large clove garlic

8 oz mushrooms (any kind)

Olive oil or olive oil spray

1 cup left over rice

1 tbsp chopped almonds

Chop the onions and garlic together and sauté in olive oil or spray about 5 min until slightly soft. Chop the mushrooms into bite-sized pieces and sauté until soft. Add the rice and saute until completely warmed through and slightly crispy. Toss the almonds in and cook for about 5 minutes. Season to taste.

Serve with a protein or as a main course.

If you try this, let me know how you like it.

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Binge Watching?

imgdragonfly-in-amber1I have to admit to binge watching stuff in the past. Like Sons of Anarchy. Or Fuller House. Or Gilmore Girls. Or Royal Pains. Or Last Man Standing. Okay. I’ve binge watched a lot. Now-a-days, I’ve found a better thing than mindless TVing…Kindling. Yes, that’s my new term (use it if you want) for binge reading using my Kindle. And, it seems I’m stuck on reading Outlander. Every one of the books. It’s been 4 weeks and I’ve read 3 of them (yeah, that’s not ripping thru them at lightning speed but some other stuff is going on right now that I’m not going to get into).

I had read at least the first 3 books about 10 years ago then leant my copies to someone…at some point….

About a year ago, Amazon had the entire series (except, I believe, the most recent volume) on sale for some ungodly price like $6.99…I think there were 7 books…

So, I have these books. And I’m reading them. Much to the chagrin of Jim. Well, not really but sorta. It’s a nice diversion – books instead of Facebook. I like it.

Don’t mind me. I’ll be over there, with my Kindle. Kindling…the Outlander series. Yup.

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It’s All About Love

When I think of these tragedies that besiege us, I am reminded of Matthew 28, where we are commanded to make disciples of all, teaching what Jesus commanded. He commanded we love one another. I don’t know much about other religious mantras however, since My God is a God of love, I find it hard to believe in any “God” that directs his believers to kill. Even the Christian holy wars (for those of you gearing up to blast me) were not directed by God Almighty, but man. The new covenant with us, a sinful people, was that we have been washed clean by the Blood of The Lamb and therefore we shall no longer die but live on in Heaven along with the saints who have gone before us.

So, why does God make these heinous things happen? He DOESN’T. See, there’s this thing called free will. We have the ability to choose to follow God Almighty, the God of Love or “the other team” as Jim calls it. The other team may be Satan, or may be some other diety that is not a loving diety.

I’m not well-versed in other religions so I single no one out specifically. And, I am aware that as with Christianity, there are many “flavors”. Most Christian flavors believe in that all-loving God of Grace.

So, here I am rambling on about God (oh, Mary….AGAIN?) and praying that those affected by violence….those mourning a loss….those fearing society is doomed and with it so are we….I ramble on in a way of processing the continual  (pardon my French) shit-ifying of this world we were given to take care of….we should be preserving the environment, caring for all creatures, and loving/helping one another. Yet we are doing none of the above.

I’m going back to praying for peace. I am praying that animals, children,  and those who cannot care for themselves are cared for. I am also praying that the future holds some sort of hope. That’s just the way I am.

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