Showing posts with label behavior. Show all posts
Showing posts with label behavior. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Guilty Pleasures

There are several things in life that I absolutely love, yet feel somewhat ashamed to admit for any number of reasons.  In the spirit of Thanksgiving and expressing my gratitude for all the "little things" in life, here's a list of my most secret (or not so secret) indulgences:

#1 - Grey's Anatomy

I started watching this when it first aired - you know, when George and Izzy were still on the show - when it was actually good.  It's not that great of a show anymore - hell - it's basically a prime time soap opera.  But, I LOVE IT!!!!  And I soo sooo soooo want Christina and Hunt to get back together already!  And Mark and Lexie need to come back from the dead to marry each other like they should have for the 6 seasons they were alive and in love without admitting it to anyone but themselves. That kind of stuff happens in soap operas - and not just the ones that air on Telemundo either!  AMIRIGHT???


#2 - Nutella

Yep, I'm just like the squirrel around this stuff.  Get me a small jar and a spoon and I could finish Nutella off within an hour.  Add a jar of peanut butter to that mix and I'd finish it all in 30 minutes or less.  No Joke.  I think I might be addicted.  Are there support groups for this stuff?  *wipes the chocolaty smear off of mouth*

#3 - Facebook Stalking

This is self-explanatory enough as is.  I had a hard enough time deciding to put it up here, I won't bore you to death about all the graphic detail I now know about several folks I went to High School with and family members whom I've never met.  Let's just say that I'm good...very good.  Muahahahaha...

#4 - You Scream, I Scream, We ALL SCREAM FOR:


My freezer pretty much always has some sort of frozen dairy confection enclosed - and I will eat them, at any time of day, without abandon.  What time is it?  ICE CREAM TIME?  You bet your sweet arse it is!  The picture shown above (as are all included in this post) were found using Google image search - but it looks like a delightful trio of flavors I would be honored to slurp down would I be given the option of including three flavors on one chocolate dipped sugar cone!  Oh the insanity!!!!


And, finally, my favorite!

#5 - Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Why, yes, those are the Knights who say Nee!  And you must bring them an shrubbery!  A rather nice one - not too large, nor too small.  And if you don't they will continue to say Nee, Nee!
'Tis nothing but a flesh wound!  Come back here you yellow bastard!  I will bite your legs off!

 

Come back and I will taunt you a second time!



Happy Thanksgiving to One and All!!!!

NEE!!!!


Monday, August 6, 2012

The Love Dare, Days 1 - 5

So, my Mom recently gave me a bunch of books to read, consisting mostly of Clive Cussler adventure novels.  Snuck (yes, in my mind, that's a word) into the mix of gratuitous fiction was a book entitled "The Love Dare."  When Mom dropped the stack of books off, she mentioned "The Love Dare" to me, saying that she had received it not too long ago from one of my cousins, who was hoping that maybe my parent's relationship could be salvaged.  Alas, it could not, and my Mom never actually used the book (at that point I think she already knew they were headed toward splitsville). Anyway, apparently the book is featured in some movie starring Kirk Cameron (aka Mike Seaver), and, like most things my Mom brings to me as a specialty item, the book and the movie are actually faith based in Christianity.  The premise of the book is to take 40 days to challenge yourself to small daily dares that will increase your awareness of and love for your spouse.  Each day's challenge is prefaced by a short summary of the day's theme (replete with biblical quotes) that will be carried out in the dare.

Like everything related to Christian faith, I was a bit skeptical to delve into the book, because, well, the truth is, I'm still trying to figure out where I stand related to religion and faith.  On top of that, Greg was raised Jewish and I was raised Catholic, and although neither of us identify fully with either religion, sometimes discussions related to faith get jumbled between us because our backgrounds are so different.  On top of that, our marriage is pretty awesome.  I'm not saying we're perfect, but we don't fight often, we work well together on most days, and we are pretty decent with communicating with one another.  Of course, there's always room for improvement, so, figuring it couldn't hurt to bring it up, I asked Greg what he thought about taking the "Love Dare" with me.  Surprisingly (or really not surprising at all since he is so good natured that he basically always goes along with anything I want to do, including going for ice cream at 10:00 PM on a Tuesday night), Greg agreed to give the dare a try.  He, like me, was also a bit skeptical about the amount of references to the bible and God, but we agreed that we would both keep an open mind about it, and not focus as much on the God stuff, but more on the things that we would be doing to make ourselves more aware of each other.

So...here's how it works.  Every night, we agreed that we would read the pre-dare passages to one another (alternating days of course) and then read the dare, which we would carry out the following day.  We started  on Saturday night.

Dare #1 - Say nothing negative to your spouse all day.

Seems easy enough, right?  HA!!!!  It just so happened that we were working on our porch that day, and doing some pretty frustrating, tedious work.  On top of that, we had to be finished working, showered, dressed, and get gifts for our neighbor's 3-year old twins' birthday party which was starting at 3pm.  The slew of negative comments going through my brain (as we were trying to figure out how to cut and fasten column wraps onto our support columns) made me stop and take lots of deep breaths before saying anything on several occasions.

Dare #2 - Say nothing negative AND do something kind for your spouse.

UGH -- you mean we have to be positive two days in a row???  How about me being not negative is the kind thing I do??  Huh?  The day was kind of cool.  It was a Monday and I randomly bought steak and lobster for dinner as my kindness to Greg (who always whimpers a bit when I tell him, no we are at the fish counter for salmon, NOT for lobster!) and Greg did a ginormous amount of laundry solo -- soo kind of him! The negative part was difficult again, but being at work made it a bit easier.

Dare #3 - Say nothing negative AND buy a gift for your spouse to let them know you're thinking of them

Seriously?  Is every day going to be like this?  At least it's another work day.  Greg got me an awesome green re-useable coffee mug and gift card from starbucks, and I bought him a sweet knife that has little holes in it to prevent stuff from sticking to it while chopping and a novelty book called "Thanks for Being You" or something like that.  Very cute book!  This day was not so difficult, in fact, I kind of liked it since presents were involved :)

Dare #4 - Call your spouse during the work day to see how they are and ask if you can do anything for them.

This was kind of a weird day because on a normal day, Greg and I communicate regularly.  More so via e-mail than phone, but we're usually planning what we need to do that night, what groceries we need at home, etc.  Greg did actually call me, but I was in the middle of a meeting and couldn't talk - and I totally bombed on this day and didn't call him at all.  We chose to call it a good day, though, since we think we do pretty well with checking in.  Go Us!

Dare #5 - Ask your spouse to list 3 things that irritate them about you.  Listen to their complaints without judgement.

SOOOO...Day 5 (Thursday) turned into a disaster.  One which I will tell you about another day.  But, we never got around to talking about being irritated on Thursday.  And we were both going away from home separately for our cousins bachelor/bachelorette parties, so we tabled our discussion to Sunday.

Sunday night, we discussed, and I learned that Greg hates that I leave stuff all over the house, which was surprising to me.  We talked about some other irritating habits, and I'm guessing these things will come up at some point later with dares.

We're now on Day #6, and I don't fully understand what we have to do today, so I'll hopefully have some info another day.  Stay tuned.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Sharing is NOT Always Caring

Let me start this post off by clarifying that I am not a saint. I have been known to curse like a sailor when having general conversations with people - even at work - without thinking twice. I will drop the F bomb around folks without batting an eyelash - and sometimes I will apologize for the same - if I'm speaking with someone I'm not extremely familiar with. However, I will never direct my foul language at someone, using it to call someone an inappropriate name, nor will I talk about someone using foul language unless I'm in a closed office or conference room with a very select few individuals, who I know believe that the language I'm using is appropriate, and who I also know wouldn't be offended by my use of such language. Let me demonstrate:

The following is appropriate for a general office conversation in my book - which I know is going to be vastly different from other people's books. Especially my Mom's book - just in case she reads this, I will clarify - I would never use any of these sentences in front of my Mom - not because I'm ashamed of my foul mouth, but because I like the back of my head sufficiently unbruised, thank you very much.

Ahem - back to the point.

Appropriate
Co-worker: Today they're giving out free ice cream in the cafeteria
Me: Why the hell are we sitting around here then? Let's get our asses to that cafeteria, stat!


Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Highlighters

It's pretty bad when people at work nickname you ANYTHING.  My *almost* decade of work experience has educated me to understand that people are very creative, and will use all readily available information about you - including your educational background, marital status, diet preferences, personal habits, and fashion sense to come up with some pretty accurate nicknames that perfectly capture your persona at work.

Personally, I know that I have been nicknamed by co-workers on several occasions - and anyone who works in an office environment and thinks they haven't been given a nickname is just fooling themselves.  The nicknames I know of are:

Clarice - Apparently I reminded someone of Jody Foster's character in Silence of the Lambs when I was trying like hell to keep up with some pretty messed up stuff going on at work and I had to have several conversations with people who were practically geniuses about the topic I was working on.  Despite the thoughts conjured up about working with a delusional cannibal, this nickname is actually my favorite.

Young Sarah - Which is pretty obvious - I work with a bunch of middle aged men and I (at the time) was a 20-something trying to figure it all out, and

Stompin' She-Beast - OK - this one was given within my first 2 years of employment, by a group of my peers, who had to listen to me moan and groan about all of the problems I was having with my boss.  At the time, I wasn't confident enough to approach him with my issues and develop a way to work around it.  So, instead, I would let my frustrations build up to the point of explosion then go to lunch with "friends" and let it all out - apparently with LOTS of GUSTO!



Thursday, February 23, 2012

An Ounce of Decorum, PLEASE!?!?!?

Someone told me this morning that I look tired.  And that someone wasn't my mom, my sisters, my husband, or even a friend.  It was one of my male co-workers.  Someone who I consider more of an acquaintance than anything else - someone I know BECAUSE I work with him.  Someone I would never, under any circumstance, relate any personal or intimate details of my life to.  Someone who spends lots of time complaining about the fact that I am in the position I'm in, who has always asked for things that are not appropriate to his position, and who, two seconds before telling me that I looked tired, tried to give me advice about my job that was unsolicited and totally unnecessary.  Immediately after the the word "tired" left this guy's mouth, I wanted to lunge across my desk and claw his eyes out.  It literally took every ounce of energy I had stored, to get me through another hellacious day at work, not to wind back my (until that moment) limp hand and slap the smug bastard square on the cheek.