drumming [meh] circle

Well, my drum lesson was MEH.

I’m not really sure what this guy’s style of teaching is but you would think that he would at least have had some kind of plan. What was really strange is when we sat down at the kits in the room my kit didn’t have a bass foot pedal. I can’t operate if I don’t have a bass foot peddle, high hat and pedal and a snare in front of me. When I mentioned this to him he was like, OH! I’m sorry I thought that was set up.

I couldn’t help but think, You don’t even know how your room is set up prior to teaching a lesson?

We ended up swapping places and he put a pedal on the kit. However, when he was trying to show me a rhythm playing it his pant leg kept getting caught on the pedal. It was funny  – I almost started laughing. I told him that I wanted to work in fills on basic rhythms so he started playing a jazz riff – I watched for a bit then started in playing. That’s how I roll – I watch, then do and eventually I get it. He never said, Ok watch me then chime in when you’re ready. So, when I did he would stop and start talking again. I wasn’t sure if he just wanted me to sit there and watch him play or what. It was kind of frustrating and awkward to be honest. I was glad when the lesson was over.

At the end when we walked out of the studio he asked if I’d be taking another lesson again and I told him I didn’t know. That I just thought I needed to get a kit set up first and practice on that and then come see him. I asked if I could bring some music in that I wanted to work on and if we could play it together and work through it and he said sure.

I thought, Ok, maybe that would be better.

Then, he said, I mean, if you only want to come in for a half an hour sometime that’s cool or if you had a question about something you could come in and I could show you and I wouldn’t charge you.

Ok, that wasn’t my question. I said, Ok, but if I wanted to work on some music could we do that?

Sure, I should have an iPod by then.

Who the-F doesn’t own an iPod these days? Whatever.

I nodded and walked out. Next.

Maybe I just don’t need crazy drum instructors. I just need practice. There’s a ton of Youtube videos that have lessons that I’m going to try once I get set up.

But, that may be awhile as our oven when out this weekend. It practically caught our tuna melts on fire, too. Stupid thing. Now we have to buy a new oven which, I hate having to do this time of year. Since both Charlie and I are broke right now we’re going to be grilling and microwaving a lot.

Anyway, Merry Christmas to us tuna melts ON FIRE!

Yesterday, Ellen took us to a brewery in our neighborhood for a tasting. We hadn’t been to this one yet and it was nice! Her friend, MarryAnn came along and the three of us had a great time. After that we headed over to Oakhurst to hear Yvonne and Katherine play. This is the first I’ve seen her play since we reconnected over FB through Katherine. Charlie had a work friend coming with a friend of hers. I was interested who would show from the old group to see Yvonne play.

It turned out all of the old group was there minus CMW and an ex of one of the girls. I just sat back and waited for people to say hi to me as I was done making overtures. Yvonne came right over and hugged me after she set up. We talked about her kit and cymbals. Then, later Lori and Susan came over and said hi and met Charlie. I was surprised Jen, Susan’s gf didn’t stop and say hi but I let it pass. As I was going to the restroom I said hi to Li another member of the group – she said hi but then something snide under her breath as I passed by. Whatever. She was always a b*tch. I’m sure she’s still friends with CMW.

Anyway, it was great to be out with friends, listening to music and having fun. After we all went across the street to our favorite little Mexican joint for tacos. I made note that the people sitting at the table who stayed after Yvonne’s last set was my group of friends and not her old group who left right after her first set. I couldn’t help but think if they were such great friends why they didn’t stay.

Again, what a weird full circle.

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drumming + drugs + u + ur hand

Tomorrow I have my first drum lesson. Well, not my first ever – the first in many years. Back in 2003 [I think. This is a stretch to my memory banks] on a whim I went out and bought a drum kit and started taking lessons. To say my drum teacher was strange is an understatement. I learned some really good things from him – like the importance of laying down a beat and sight reading and some bad habits – like being tied to my high-hat and snare drum too much. When his new manager started calling me at 10:00 at night wondering when I was going to pay for my next two lessons (and, I was paid up) I decided to quit and practice on my own. At the time, I had a deaf cat and neighbor so I wasn’t bothered when I played. Often, I’d come home from work and turn on the Bose and play a few warm-up songs and then launch into Pink or Green Day until I was worn out.

Some of the things I liked about my existing kit was the sound of the bass and the snare. My ride cymbal sounded like @ss and I had no opinion of my crash or high hat cymbals but I had way too many tom-tom’s – which, I never used.  I sold my old kit about three Christmases ago to some kid in Kennesaw who was thrilled to get an early Christmas present (I was thrilled his folks called only once, came right out to get it, loading it up and leaving in under 15 minutes). I admit I was sorry to see that kit go – it was a black smoke Pearl Export series with all the hardware including cymbals. (I wasn’t sorry to see the cymbals go, to be honest. I doubt I ever own a Sabian cymbal again). I should have kept the hardware and the bass pedal, though.

I fell in love with a Sonor kit that has a small bass that I spied last Christmas when I was out looking at guitars. I remember looking around for drum instruction then but never finding anyone who had a studio that I could go to – only people who came to your home and, sorry, the thought of some creepy man coming to my home and knowing where I lived – well, I just couldn’t do it – especially, since my old instructor turned out to be one. The only place I found nearby only taught on electronic drums. I’m sorry, why don’t I just pay on my little Casiotone and call it a day? Oh, wait – TJ Max has a little electronic drum set I can just sit on my desk at work and voila – I’m a percussionist!

I gave up for a while until recently I found a service called Thumbtack where you send out what you’re looking for and they line up several people matching your criteria. I was sent three instructors in the area within an hour. One played in a store right around the corner from work and had two Sonor kits in the studio. That was an easy choice.  I felt like it was a sign. So, I’m going to take lessons and see how they go. I have a second choice instructor lined up in case this guy is a creep. I tend to be a little skeptical when it comes to teachers in general. I like to learn by doing and not listening to a bunch of bull theory.  I do have a bit of a jump on most of the basic students as I can read music and lay down a basic beat. I just can’t do anything really fancy. I’m sure if someone was in desperate need to rehearse and needed someone to fill in I could manage to keep them on track with the beat. I just want to learn to do some different things that I didn’t before. When I asked my previous instructor to teach me fills he gave me music to Led Zeppelin: Dazed and Confused. Despite it being a really complex song it just wasn’t my style. I wasn’t into it at all. I even had to do this really complex counting before I came in on the drum fill. I was a little overwhelmed – or should I say -dazed and confused by it and to be honest uninspired.

I was like, F-LedZepplin is anyone in this band still alive? I don’t feel alive doing this…..I could have a root canal instead of playing this. I’ll never learn all this anyway……a root canal is looking better and better. 

Hey, can I have your payment for the next two lessons? That will be $100.

I’ll never learn this Led Zepplin riff under $2,000! A root canal will cost just as much. I might as well go get that. 

Yeah, I paid $100 every time I walked in the door of that place. Can we say drumming for drugs?

Now if he had given me the music for Rush: Tom Sawyer (which, I feel is probably one of the greatest songs in history) or Green Day: American Idiot – which, I was already half-@ssidly playing then we would have been in biz. Talk about a song that will wear your @ss out – that and Pink: U + Ur Hand

– can you believe I was actually playing that? I can’t. I learned that one on my own, too. No help from drumming for drugs druggie-McDrug-hey-can-I-have-a-hunertdallah-letsgetintosomeZepplin, maaaaaaan.

distorted christmas music in my head

Memlameeeh, memla-meh-meh, memlameeeh, memla-meh-meh, la-memla-mem-laaaaaa, la-memla-mem-laaaaaa, walkinginawinterwonderlaaaaaand!

This is the music that constantly plays in the back of my head from November 24 through New Year’s Eve when I have to get so drunk it leaves my head finally.

It’s a constant reel that keeps going around and around even this weekend when I was teaching or I should say – picking up motorcycles. If I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again – I firmly believe that certain people who do not have a talent for this type of thing and should stay away.

I taught with big Don who looks like he could fill in as Santa Claus at the local mall. Of course, it was too cold to ride this weekend and it rained most of the day on Saturday so the weather wasn’t the best, either. Now that it’s over I want to just coast into the New Year.

We have our annual Christmas party for the motorcycle meetup group this week. This weekend we have a friend playing at a local café. I’m ready for fun! Last night Charlie and I loaded the dogs up in the car and we drove around the neighborhood looking at all the lights. Tonight, I think we’re going to go get a tree.

Last week, we had weather that was warm enough to go without a coat and this week it’s freezing again. The weather here has been nuts and I’m not dreaming of a white Christmas. Laaaam, lam-lam, lam-lam, laaaaaaaamestresssssss! Lam.lam.lam.lam-lam, lam-lam, laaaaaaaaam!

stupid family stuff & random chex mix

This week has been really busy with work. I’ve had meetings out of town two nights that I haven’t gotten home until 8:30 p.m. At least my district isn’t so far away that I have to do overnighter’s when I have meetings there. I’m ready to coast into the holidays now.

I have most of Charlie’s Christmas shopping completed and my family in Indiana’s completed. I sent my father and step mother bacon for Christmas secretly hoping that my Dad won’t eat it and leave it all for my step mother because I like her better anyway. My sister let me know that she completed her wish list on Amazon and I could go there for any ideas. Here they are:

1.       A stainless steel water bottle for $28 (not including shipping)

2.      A measuring cup that separates the fat for $9 (Ok, really not enough on it’s own to buy)

3.      A $28 cookbook

4.      Egyptian towels, wash clothes and hand towels all $28 each so, what, I buy 3 towels??

In the end, I just sent her a gift certificate for Amazon and called it a day. I have no time to think hard over whether the measuring cup and one towel is in my budget. My budget for her is $25. End of story. I’m done.

Speaking of which, she went down to the folks for Thanksgiving. My step mother was having her family over and her family is scar-ry.(Although, the relatives on my father’s side are no party, either) Here’s my sister who lives in her mansion in Indianapolis with the marble floors and bedas in her bathrooms going to visit because she wants to try and pressure our step mother’s daughter to pressure her to get a complete blood screen.

I said, What the h*ll is that gonna to do?

Well, she’s tired all the time and I think she needs to get one to see what’s going on.

Nothing’s going on except her two-pack a day cigarette habit, being 78 and taking care of Dad all the time. Of course she’s tired. Who wouldn’t be?

After she gets back from there she called me and said, Oh my Gawd, it’s terrible there. There’s junk sitting around everywhere, the house is falling down, the barn looks bad and Dad was sleeping the whole time. I don’t think anyone has property diagnosed dementia with him.

My sister, the certified doctor.

It cannot be determined if the farm is worse than it always has been or because my sister lives in a sterile mansion and everything in comparison is junky. This is why I hate for her to come to our house. She starts ragging about everything. Charlie’s folks come and they always say, This is such a cozy place. We love your house.

Charlie was off a few days between her old job and new job (which, she’s starting today so be sending good vibes out her way that it will be great) and hung Christmas lights, dragged out the Christmas decorations, fixed the floor under the old dishwasher (which, she tore out a week ago) and ordered a new one which she’ll install herself. The woman is a whirlwind. The new place is going to be so glad they hired her.


the holiday and friends

My lovely wife has been in Florida visiting her folks over the holiday and I’ve been hanging with the dogs. Thanksgiving Day I was invited for dinner at the neighbors. That morning, I got up and prepped the squash casserole I was to bring and then later went next door to watch some football before dinner.

[Sidebar: Has anyone seen that Hanes comfort blend commercial where the guy is wearing white cats on him? That freaks my sh*t OUT!]

I ended up running back and forth between houses to take stuff out of my oven to transfer next door. Every time I had to let Bailey out of her kennel for a bit and put her back in because she cannot be trusted to roam free in the house. (she eats sh*t). Honestly, it was a pain. We had dinner and I ran next door for a bit before desert then after desert we decided to take all the dogs for a walk – there were six between us as they were dog sitting. It was nice taking a moonlight walk with the dogs but when we got back I excused myself and went home. It was good to be quiet. I was socialized out.

I locked the door and put Nashville on Hulu. That show has hooked me. The dogs and I did a marathon in the bedroom on the bed.  The next day we hung out most of the morning and then I took them with me to the post office. Later, I felt like I needed to get out for a bit and watch some football so I went out to the neighborhood joint. I ended up sitting at the bar, watching football and texting a few friends. Ellen was flying in and I ended up going to pick her up at the train station and going to dinner.

Today, more football and out at the bar with Bird then home with the dogs. Charlie comes in tomorrow so that will be great! I can’t wait to have her home and our life get back to normal. I’m ready to go tree shopping, put it up, drag out the ornaments and get on with it. Christmas – bring it!

So, I’m thankful for the friends I have – the ones who make an effort. The ones who text me (that’s not all one-sided with all their problems, unloading), the ones who make time to watch a game, the ones who take me to dinner for picking them up at the train. The ones who email, call and say how are you? The ones I haven’t even met who reach out. The rest I need to let go – and, I will. I have already started that process. That’s on my new years list.

C’est la vie


I know some of you are getting ready to head out to spend the holiday with family and friends. Some of you may be hosting the holiday dinner and some may just be hanging out – like myself.

Charlie is heading to Florida to surprise her family this Thanksgiving. I got her an early birthday gift of a plane ticket. Her birthday will be Saturday after the holiday. I will be at home hanging with the dogs + persnickety cat who is already requesting turkey giblets and dressing.

I will be heading next door to the neighbors for dinner and also renting them my kitchen for food prep in exchange for food and good conversation. Despite missing Charlie and her family which, is my first choice of company I’m looking forward to the time off. I have no idea what I will do but I have a desire to start a screen play project and some Christmas shopping.

This morning, as the news blared on (yes, I turned it off after you left, Charlie) about the Ferguson riots, the storm front heading in from the northeast that may hinder holiday traveling and other erroneous news items I thought about what Thanksgiving means to me. Contrary to popular belief it’s not about stuffing one’s face to oblivion or hanging out with people you cannot stand just because you share the same blood.

To me, it’s about a time out. Kind of a resting period before Christmas hits. A time to reflect on the things that I’m thankful for.

  1. Being married to Charlie.
  2. Having a new extended family that loves and cares about me.
  3. A new job. I am so relieved that I enjoy it
  4. That Charlie has a new job. She’s starting next week.
  5. Healthy animals.
  6. Our health (even though I have the sniffles right now)
  7. Friends – new and old
  8. A warm house
  9. A wonderful neighborhood
  10. A new couch

What are you thankful for this year?

Unfriending part II

I realize that last post I didn’t even talk about myself unfriending but I did. I went through my list with a fine tooth comb and if they were on the “acquaintances” list then they got cut. There’s a few more that I would like to cut but I’m going to leave it for now.

I recently added a few people, too. The other night when we were out for the motorcycle meetup we saw some woman wondering around with a Harley Davidson beanie on and just assumed she was there to join the group. We waved her over and she [Katherine] laughed and said that, no, she wasn’t there for the group that she was meeting her realtor but she would join us until she got there. She sat down and later MaryAnn came wandering up and we said, Hey, what are you doing here?

“I’m here to hang out with Katherine after she talks to her realtor.”

So, it turns out that Katherine plays music with Yvonne. In fact, they have a show in December we’re going to.

Yesterday, I was on FB and messaged Yvonne. This was the first since I had accepted her friend request. I told her how it came about that we met both MaryAnn and Katherine and what a small world it was – especially since we used to hang out in an entirely different group. We talked about her breakup with [telephone talky] her ex and I’d said I didn’t know that I’d heard that from MaryAnn. I said, Such a small world looked like our old group kind of imploded. Then, I couldn’t help but ask.

“Hey, you and [CMW] seemed really tight back then. Do y’all keep up?”

“Nope, [CMW] is a bit crazy, sorry if you do still keep up with her she just weirded out on us. Actually, Susan and Jennifer but since we are close friends with them it spilled over to us somehow.”

I had heard from Alana that CMW had gone rogue on the group after Susan and Jen broke up. Why, I have no idea nor care.

“Nope, it ended badly with us and I don’t keep up with her at all. I tried to keep up with everyone else after but it seemed like no one would hang out after we broke up. I asked Jen and Susan, Lori and Lorrain and I know y’all (when you were with Jeanine) several times to no avail. It was a bit frustrating to be honest. But, you know things happen for a reason I guess.”

I just laid it out there how frustrated I was after that time. Practically all of CMW’s friends liked me but would never even consider hanging after the breakup despite her going off on everyone and only remaining friends with Lori – who, I always thought was fake as a Rolex from China. To be honest it was nice being able to say that to one of them after all these years. I think I was more hurt that no one would hang out after that then the breakup itself.

Yvonne replied, “Well that’s too bad, sorry I always pretty much let Jeanine handle the social calendar. I actually hibernated for a good 2 years, barely left the house really. Not a particularly good time. Things much better now though.”

“Well, I’m glad – all that seems behind us now. Maybe you can meet my wife someday soon when you come back to town and play.”

“I would love to meet her! We can get MaryAnn and Katharine and have drinks or something.”

What a weird full circle.

You can find me on twitter @Lanie_Belluz










10 things continued

Liz had an interesting post on ten things  and passed on another ten things which, I will do the same at the end of mine.

  1. What moment from your life always makes you smile when you remember it?

I always have to smile when I think of steeling pumpkins for Halloween when I was in college. It was such a fiasco with me and three other college friends almost getting arrested and one ending up in the hospital -all over a few pumpkins. I gladly buy them today!

  1. What are three words to describe who you are (not what you do)?

Motivated, ambitious and strong (at least I think so)

  1. What movie or tv-series could you watch over + over?

This one is hard for me to admit but…..Felicity. I have watched all four seasons over and over again. Probably the worst acting in history and everyone whispers their lines in that show. I have no idea why I like it so much. Next would be Queer as Folk – another one I have watched all six seasons over and over again.

  1. What song would be the soundtrack to your life?

5. Who is the most memorable/interesting person that you have met in 2014, and why?

I can’t nail it down to one person – I’ve met so many in 2014. New co-workers, bosses, new people in my motorcycle meetup. So many.

  1. You’ve been given a month to travel! Where are you going to go?

Italy. Been wanting, meaning to get there. I could probably spend a month in Tuscany alone.

7. What websites do you visit every day?

This blog so I can click on my links to other blogs and catch up with everyone. If you have noticed I keep all my links fresh and add to from time to time. I always want to read a fresh voice.

  1. What is your nighttime routine?

Dinner with my love, and falling asleep watching TV.

  1. What is your favorite space in your home? Describe it!

Even though I don’t spend a lot of time in it – my office. Charlie framed a bunch of pictures and my diplomas for me and hung them up. I have my bookshelf with my favorite books and I just bought this really mod couch that the dogs like to sleep on.

  1. What are you longing for?

The beach. I long for May when we can go to Pensacola. I cannot wait to be drinking downstairs at Peg Leg Pete’s sucking fresh oysters out of the shell listening to music with the smell of salt in the air and the slight burn of sun on my skin.

Here’s ten more:

  1. What is your favorite lunch meal?
  2. Where have you been to a long time ago but want to go back to? (this can be a physical place, a time in your life, mentally, etc. be creative)
  3. What would you do if you were financially sound and didn’t have to work?
  4. What famous person would you want to spend a day with and why?
  5. What is your favorite holiday memory?
  6. What three things do you want to accomplish in the next year?
  7. What is a favorite food item you are looking forward to eating in the next week?
  8. What are you done with?
  9. What do you want to buy for yourself soon?
  10. Who are you done with?

exercise your right…….to unfriend

It’s national unfriend day on FB but churchy has already beat us to the punch -she unfriended both Charlie and I.

What’s ironic about all this is that just last weekend when Liz and Lina were here we were discussing her. I found it VERY STRANGE that churchy had only met them both briefly at dinner last New Year’s and had friended them both on FB. We had gone out to Brickstore pub before our party in Midtown and Ellen and churchy had joined us. When I asked Ellen about it she said, Oh they had that whole Methodist thing going on. Regardless, I thought religious denomination not enough to friend someone on FB. I had met several of Ellen’s friends at her get-togethers and most some I still haven’t friended even though I know them.

Do you think some people collect friends on FB like some compulsive hoarders keep old  magazines around?

I was like, What did we do? We have been nothing but nice to her and we weren’t even one of the single friends of Ellen’s that she always glared daggers at every time they were around like Cindy and Mary Ann.

FB provides all kinds of weird parallels, too. Ellen had met this woman, MaryAnn, through another musician friend that lives out near Portland, OR. This friend moved here recently and Ellen had been showing her around and helping get her settled in. We thought she was a possible love interest until we met MaryAnn’s [long distance] gf who lives in the other town of Portland, ME. (Unless I’ve gotten this all confused) ANYWAY, despite just moving here MaryAnn seems to know a lot of people -including a friend of one of my ex’s crazy monkey woman.

Shortly after friending MaryAnn on FB I got a friend request from a Yvonne. It had been so long that I had to go to her FB page and look at pics before I remembered who she was.  We had one friend in common, MaryAnn. I texted MaryAnn, How do you know this person? It was explained through various gf’s they had had, met out west and a typical lesbian incestuous circle. I asked her if she knew crazy monkey woman and she didn’t remember the name. I was relieved because I think if I saw CMW again I’d want to punch her in the nose or take a bag of rats over to her house, break in and let them loose. (if you’re curious about the rats you can go to my old blog and read about it here)

ANYWAY, Yvonne was friends with CMW. In fact, while CMW and I were dating I was highly jealous of Yvonne. She was this cool artist, musician type that CMW was always saying to me, She’s truly talented, Lanie, truly talented…..and, she’d do the verbal drift off after that like she was in deep thought. I was thinking that she was thinking about being between her legs is what I thought. They even went on trips together. CMW did a business trip (she was always finagling biz trips around crazy monkeys in other places – there were crazy monkeys everywhere – England, Texas, Chicago, you name it – there was a crazy monkey she had to go get sh*t and cum thrown on her study. So, CMW has to go to Texas to study some monkeys and asked Yvonne to go and photograph them. She even got her on the payroll and a ticket to go and after photography of said monkeys they went fishing together the rest of the week.

We caught so many great fish, Lanie. She’s truly talented…..[the drift]. By that time I was sure they were having an affair. I mean, wouldn’t you?

Yvonne happened to have a gf as well who obviously didn’t mind that she went off with women who always gushed over her talent. But, Yvonne’s gf was constantly glued to her phone. While I wasn’t even allowed to even look at my blackberry when I was in the presence of CMW Yvonne’s gf was constantly on hers. She would even leave the room and go talk while they were in the middle of hosting parties, dinner, playing cards, everything. Who she was talking to no one knew – she was a busy fundraiser working for a non-profit organization. I could not see the two of them together at.all. Again, why I was sure CMW and her were having an affair.

When I asked MaryAnn if they were still together she said no that they had broken up and Yvonne had moved to SC. I asked if she had known her ex that much and she said, Oh I see her from time to time at their gigs (a friend of MaryAnn’s (who, ironically we met at the last motorcycle meetup) plays music with the Yvonne) but she’s always on her phone so I hadn’t had the chance to talk with her. Some things never change.

So, after grilling MaryAnn about her, going to her site and even seeing that she didn’t have CMW on her FB I friended her. I at least have a little more of a friending pre-requisite than churchy.

How about you? Have you exercised your right to unfriend today? Or have you recently friended someone from your past?

You can find me on twitter @Lanie_Belluz

take twelve


Running: This week I logged 12 miles. I got tired of running being so difficult since my ankle injury so Monday I decided to just suck it up and go run my old route from the house. If I was going to get back to 3 mile runs I just needed to get out there and do it. Surprisingly, it wasn’t as bad as I initially thought it was going to be. Tuesday, I took the same route but both Wednesday and today I did 3 on the treadmill at the gym. At least I was moving my body. I think I’m going to stick to the running for awhile and try to ramp up the weekly mileage to 15. I think 15 miles per week is a nice average – for now. Winter time is so hard to run because I loathe running in the cold. If the temp gets up to the 60’s I’ll run. This week has turned really cold much to my chagrin. I really hope we don’t have a bad winter. Now that my healthclub has finally reopened I would really like to ride my bike to the train station and shower there before going into work but I refuse to ride under 60 degrees.

Motorcycle: I’d like to ride my motorcycle, too.


I installed another pair of grips (since I effed up the first set) and bar end mirrors. It wasn’t a fun project and I’m happy to be done with it! Despite teaching this weekend I probably won’t ride because it will be too cold. What a waste of all these pretty fall leaves – too cold to be outside and enjoy what’s left of fall. The motorcycle meetup was good last night, however, it was our neighbors 15 year anniversary and we had to run home at 9 to let their dogs out. When we got home I went to let them out while Charlie let ours out and suddenly it was an explosion of dogs. Sadie hit my shin so hard I yelled and then she jumped up and nearly took my teeth out with a kiss. D@mn! I stumbled into the house afterwards hoping my shin wasn’t shattered. Just one more thing to happen to keep me from running.

IMG_1549 (she’s drinking both of those beers, too – one for each thumb)

Charlie got offered a new job yesterday that she accepted. I’m so proud of her – I knew she would be good for it. It’s at a Veteranary hospital and private practice. No more shelter, over population, sometimes dangerous environment. Her boss was a little upset when she put in her notice yesterday but I thought, She should be. She’s losing someone who works hard.unlike the other two lazy @ss vet techs. If the doctor there would have taken her under her wing and taught her more and made her feel like she was part of a team I doubt Charlie would have ever left. But, she didn’t and that’s on her – the doctor. I knew Charlie wasn’t happy there. I subscribed to a vet website bulletin board that sends out emails every time new jobs come on the board. I saw this one and thought it was a good fit because it was close to the house and a better opportunity. I won’t say that I didn’t help her write her resume, however, she’s the one with the skills that sold her self during the two interviews she had with them. So, bravo my love. Good job!

Old job peeps: Now, if I can only get some of my peeps from my old job to my new job. I don’t know why I care but I do. I just love the thought of everyone leaving Noel and for once he would have to do the work himself. He’s still terrorizing my former co-workers. (Honestly, I’m surprised someone hasn’t taken him out yet) My former immediate has finally seen the writing on the wall and applied for some other jobs. I asked her what it would take for her to start looking and she said when she rolls over ten years with the state she’ll start looking. I told her it didn’t matter if she went to another state job. She finally applied, ironically, to one of the jobs here that I applied for. It’s not that I’m unhappy in my current role. I love it, but – I’m ambitious. I want a corner office and I won’t leave this place until I have one. The position I’m in I have an advantage because I get a lot of marketable experience that helps in moving up to management roles. We’ll see what happens. I won’t be upset either way.

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