Archive for April 2007

Yankee or Dixie?

Living in southeast MO, you hear dialect from a deep southern drawl to a northern twang all within a short driving distance. It’s almost like we’re a melting pot for them all. Here’s a link that Harvard School did to see if someone spoke like a Yankee or if they were from Dixie. It may not be exactly ‘how’ you say it, but what you actually say that will peg you. How do you speak?

I was 65% Dixie. I was born and raised in southeast MO, except for a two-year tenure out in New Mexico. So though I may not have the ‘southern drawl’, my dialect comes pretty much out of the south.

Enjoy!
ERM

Washington Get-a-way (Part Three)

Trip Home

We woke up and all got our showers and packed up. Checked out of the motel and headed to the airport. We were going to try and do something else in Seattle, but we finally made it to the airport and decided to stay. We were there about two hours early, but the lines for security were a little crazy (I got to keep everything this time, but I checked one of my bags), but we made it through with about an hour to spare. We hit the gift shop, then grabbed a bite to eat before catching our plane. We saw Jen and Reed at the airport, they were catching their flight to Hawaii. They were heading for sunny beaches…here are some views of what I saw from the airplane on our way out of WA:
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A lay over in Denver, then a three hour trip from the St. Louis airport. But we finally arrived in our sleeping little town around 2:00 am Monday morning. I did have the forsight to call my boss when I landed in STL and tell him I was going to sleep in and come in 1/2 day.

This was an AWESOME weekend. Though I was very tired, I survived and it was great getting to see my friends and to be there for Jen’s ‘Big Day’.

A place that I will want to visit sometime is a little villiage in WA state, Stehekin. Looks like a cool place, though I would have to go in the summer…they get to much snow for me. :)

That about sums up my journey, hopefully you went down and read part one and two first.

Until Later,
Eleisha

Washington Get-a-way (Part Two)

The WEDDING

Woke up Saturday morning, somewhat refreshed, and starting getting ready. I had iron about five different things because I could not for the life of me figure out what I wanted to wear. Should I match the colors of the wedding, since I was the guest book attendant, or should I wear what my friends thought was the cutest? I finally opted for ‘matching’…then had to take a shower and get ready. Using our newly purchased items from Wal-Mart since the airport security guy threw a lot of my stuff away. :-(

Jen called, she needed help finishing the steaming of her dress. So Kim and I drug Nick out of bed so he could take us to the church. First we had to stop by Target and purchase our gifts and a money holder card. Nick got lost in the Target parking lot, we had to go out and come back in in order to actually get to Target. We started out being on-time, but somehow ended up being almost late.

Finally arrived at the church. I had to throw my hair up (it was streaming down everywhere…but luckily the shampoo did a good job at controlling the frizzies, and it had ‘good’ curl). Then I helped with the dress. So they could take the pictures prior to the wedding to cut down on waite time afterwards:

The Bride and Groom:
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We eventually got the pictures taken and then around 12:30-ish guests started arriving for the 2:00 wedding. My duties as the guest book attendant were to help Nick D. out; and we were to take a picture of each guest/family, give them name tags, and have them write down a ‘memory’ that will be placed in a photo ablum next to their pic. Talk about mass confusion!! It wasn’t bad until we had about fifty people arrive at once. I was trying to get them to understand that it was at the request of the Bride and Groom that their picture was taken and that the name tags were just because. Nick did all the pictures. Me and Dawn tried to handle the name tags and memory papers. It was CRAZY! Nice idea but crazy none the less.

The ceremony started a few minutes late. But went off without a hitch. Then we had the reception. Here’s me and the bride:
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At the end of the wedding instead of throwing rice, bubbles, or bird seed we threw paper airplanes, because Reed is a pilot. This is a mini-movie of them leaving the church.

After all this was done and the happy couple drove off into the sunset, we stuck around for clean-up duty. Then we went with a group of the old/new friends to McGill’s for a bite to eat before heading back to Seattle.

We had an awesome time. The wedding was great. And I drove until about 12:00 midnight to a motel just outside of Seattle. Another long day, but a good one.

Washington Get-a-way (Part One)

The Trip Out

I went away the weekend of my birthday (April 19-22) to Washington state for the wedding of a good friend of mine from college. We had a blast…though I am still recouping somewhat.

It all started on my birthday, I didn’t get to celebrate because I worked all day and then came home to pack for the weekend and try to get some sleep. I slept from about 7:00 pm to 10:30 pm, then it was up and at them to make sure I had everything because we were leaving my house around 12:00 midnight. Our flight was at 6:00 am out of STL (a three hour ride). We had some people to pick up, and then we had to be there a little early because of customs…I mean security. (Note to anyone that travels…THEY ARE VERY STRICT…do not take anything that you are attached to or don’t want thrown away. If you cary it onto the plane it has to be in a 3 oz. container. If not then they throw it away, or make you go back out and check your bag). But once we got past all that, we had a delay because the fire extinguisher holder was bent. They had to replace it, therefore they had to wake Joe up in the ‘tool shed’ so he could come take it off and go fix it…as commentated as follows:

‘Break for Joe’
‘Um, yeah, I’m here…ah man, I just sloshed my coffee’
‘Hey, can you come get this thingy that holds the red thing, it’s bent’
‘Sure’
‘Oh, don’t worry about bringing a new one…these people can wait for you to unbend this one’
‘Sure’
‘K, see you in 20′
’10-4’

Luckily for us, we had a 45 minute lay-over in Denver so we did not miss our connecting flight. We did however walk off one plane, stop in the restroom, and then walk right back onto the next plane. (Note to people that are trying to get into shape: DO NOT do new leg exercises the night before traveling. Being cramped in a plane does not do well with sore muscles.)

Our flight from Denver to Seattle, Kim and I shared our row of seats with Mr. Iowa. He was going home for his birthday. But we got a kick out of the napkins, because they were somewhat of an oxymoron…as seen in evidence with the follow picture:
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We arrived in Seattle finally, rented our car (only $35/day). We got a little RAV4. It’s a sweet little SUV. We went down town to the Public Market, grabbed some lunch and strolled around a bit before heading out to Wenatchee. Following is the view we had from our table at the Sound View:
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We hit the road and drove for three hours, through SNOW. I had a t-shirt and flip flops on…we went by a ski resort where there were people skiing. Once out of the ‘pass’ it warmed back up a little. We had awesome weather (mid-high 60’s). The scenery was very nice (here’s the snow we went through):
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We arrived at the church, said our hellos, and then helped finish decorating and putting the food trays together. We then had rehersal and rehersal dinner. It made for a ‘very’ long day, but it was worth it.

Death comes in 3’s

I returned from a weekend away to the ‘death in three’ motto that they say happens. Three people that I am slightly connected to passed away in the span of three days. Bob Turner, a guy who attended my church until he had a stroke and whose family still attends my church. Joyce McClintock, my great aunt. And Heather Donnell, her family attends my church and she has came on occasion. One died of complications with diabeties and stroke, one died of cancer, and one was murdered. It brings into focus how fragile life is. We sometimes take it for granted and don’t stop for a breather and appreciate our life and those around us. Tell the person you love that you love them…time sometimes can be to short.

Give it up for the Troops

Living in a liberal, very media based society we usually get the spin from the angle they want us to see/hear about. Well, one of the military men is taking a stand about comments that were made by Democratic Leader Reid. Following is an article with his take on the comments that were made about the War in Iraq being lost (found in the New York Post):

A tough U.S. Marine stationed in one of the most hostile areas of Iraq has a message for Senate Democratic leader Harry Reid: “We need to stay here and help rebuild.”

In raw and emotional language from the bloody front lines, Cpl. Tyler Rock, of the 1st Battalion, 6th Marines, skewered Reid for being far removed from the patriotism and progress in Iraq.

“Yeah, and I got a quote for that [expletive] Harry Reid. These families need us here,” Rock vented in an e-mail to Pat Dollard, a Hollywood agent-turned-war reporter who posted the comment on his Web site, www.patdollard.com.

“Obviously [Reid] has never been in Iraq. Or at least the area worth seeing . . . the parts where insurgency is rampant and the buildings are blown to pieces,” Rock wrote.

Based in Camp Lejeune, N.C., Rock catalogued a series of grim daily traumas in Iraq, like getting covered in ash and sleeping under a dirty rug in an Iraqi family’s house, or watching “several terrorists die” on the same strip of pavement.

But he says he is optimistic about the future of a country that he says has “turned to complete s- – -” during a bloody insurgency.

He also spoke admiringly of the risks brave Iraqi citizens take every day.

“If Iraq didn’t want us here then why do we have [Iraqi police] volunteering every day to rebuild their cities?” he asked.

“It sucks that Iraqis have more patriotism for a country that has turned to complete s- – – more than the people in America who drink Starbucks every day.

“We could leave this place and say we are sorry to the terrorists. And then we could wait for 3,000 more American civilians to die before we say, ‘Hey, that’s not nice’ again.”

“And the sad thing is after we WIN this war. People like [Reid] will say he was there for us the whole time.”

Rock’s candid e-mail swept across the Internet after Dollard posted it on his site, and it was picked up by the Drudge Report and numerous other Web sites.

“What does [Reid] know about us ‘losing’ besides what he wants to believe? The truth is that we are pushing al Qaeda out and we are pushing the insurgency out. We are here to support a nation.”

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These people are giving their lives, and have taken this ‘job’ as a duty to their nation. The least we can do is stand behind them and support them in what they are doing.

Give it up for the Troops!!!

Where’s the Plug?

K, those of you that read this (God help us), know that I had a tonsillectomy in March. Life without tonsils is something new for me, and the fact that everything I gurgle (be it the peroxide water, the salt water, or my Listerine) has a really bad tendency to come out my nose. Even when I burp, it now has more of a tendency to come through my nose — that great burning sensation of coke through the nose. The other day when I ate sushi, the heat from the wasabi went right into my nasal passage…where’s the plug? Up until March 12, I did not have this irregularity. I would gurgle and it would stay in my throat, and ‘all’ of it would come out my mouth…now I have this great ability for it to come out my nose when I bend over to spit the water out. How do I stop this? It’s very annoying to a point, what happend to the plug that would stop the water from going into my nose? I think the surgeon got happy when removing all the ‘stuff’ back there and he took a peice that was supposed to stay put, so that everything would ‘stay put’ in my throat when gurgling. Oh well, the trials of a non-tonsil throat. Just thought I would share. :)

Until later,
ERM

Shopping

O.k., those who know me know that I’m not an avid shopper…actually I am very ‘un-girly’ in the fact that it’s not one of my favorite past times. But, when it comes to cleaning house or going out for a day, give me the day out. Saturday Yllek and I went to Cape for the day/night. We had a blast!! It was a great time away for the day after having such a stressful week at work and trying to get things in order. Anyway, we started the day off with tanning, then we hit the Sikeston Wal-Mart, they just went through a remodel so they have all new things. I was looking at some shoes, and since I’m tall I normally disregard the signs that say to get help with items on the top shelf (I can reach it). Well I found my size and I pulled it down, it shifted all the other boxes on the top shelf and caused an avalanche on the other side of the shelf. Yllek and I quickly but sedately went to the ‘other’ end of the isle, hoping that people would not know that it was us. Then we were in the electronics and I saw this new cd that came out and I was going to see if the guy was any good or not, and Wal-Mart now has the ‘listen now’ options so you can check the music out before purchasing. They have TWO such stations, both of which were messed up. So we were being crazy and I kept pushing the buttons, knowing that it wasn’t going to work, and I kept trying to get it to scan the CD code so I could listen. Finally a nice gentleman walked by in his pretty blue smock and was like ‘It’s not going to work’. We got a good laugh out of that one too. We had a blast, we spent WAY to much money. I just kept telling myself ‘Happy Birthday’. We went to Buckner Brewery for supper and had their AWESOME fried pickles. We hit the mall and Target (said w/ French accent), then headed home. We laughed A LOT, goofed around…did you know that it is totally feasible to try clothing on while standing in the middle of the store, try it sometime. There was a moment of consternation, I was in a ladies department store trying on a piece of clothing that normally women do not take their husbands to help pick out…and I’m in the dressing room, and all of a sudden I hear a male voice telling the lady next door how well the items work for her and what he likes best, (hopefully it was husband/wife, they had rings on). Then to cap the night off we stopped in Starbucks before heading out…well out to Wal-Mart and Target then home.

We saved 17 cents a gallon by putting only $5 of gas in the car in Cape and then driving to Dexter to fill the car up. Cape – $2.79, Dexter – $2.62. Crazy gas prices!!

Now I still need to clean my house, but it was well worth putting it off.

Sushi

Today I had my first real experience with sushi. We went out on an impromptu business meal (me, Yelir, Cire), to a local restaurant where they have opened up a sushi bar. It’s the real deal…and it was good. We of course had all the ‘cooked’ dishes (California roll, shrimp truampe w/ curry, and some fried roll), they brought it out all in a decorative design with the wasabi sauce and soy sauce on the sides along with the fresh ginger. I ate seaweed!! I got some rather warm wasabi sauce that went directly into my nasal passage, so I ended up crying over how good the food tasted. Of course after they all had their laugh, the next bit that Cire took make him cough and grab for his tea. Teaches one never to make fun, when eating the same food items…because it can happen to you too. It was a good kick-back and relax lunch, yes we did cover items for the office so it can be labeled BUSINESS LUNCH.

Speaking of the office and stress…I got to leave at three on Thursday, I came home and ended up falling asleep. It was awesome, I felt better Friday morning than I have in awhile…my body is craving some rest. I got a lot of stuff done today, it was payroll so I had all of that to do this morning and then I just worked throughout the day diligently on what I could and got my piles a little smaller. I’m almost to the light of day. (grin)

Tonight dad took us all out for our monthly ‘family’ meal. We all get together about once a month and eat out with one another as a family. We went to the Mongolian Grill (again) in Poplar Bluff. We were going to do Pizza, but after convention we’re all about burned out on pizza so they went for something different. It was a lot of fun.

The week ended on a high note for me. Nothing that a little sleep won’t cure, and knowing that you can only take it one step at a time.

My House

Well, I had a realtor come look at my house Monday night. There are a few things that I have yet to get done (window shade hung, deep cleaning, touch up painting, dental molding hung, guttering, yard work…minor fixes. (grin) He liked the house, now just to make the decision to sell the house. On one level it’s what I want, but then it’s MY HOUSE. I built (or helped build) this thing from the ground up. From clearing the land and burning brush, to laying the sub floor and raising the walls. Not to mention I paid for it…and am still paying for it. It’s home, my first, and will be a sad day when it sells. But it will also free me up for other things in my life, whatever may come. There’s a lot of stuff going on right now, and the gypsy blood that hits certain members of my father’s family is stirring inside and I’m ready to go and do something different or there’s a change coming and I want to be ready. My grandfather moved his family all over the US (or at least three states), I had one Uncle that would move every three years, and another Uncle that’s a truck driver because they cannot stay in one spot. It’s in the blood.

The only problem is that if the change doesn’t happen or come, and I sell then I have nowhere to go. I could get an apartment, but then I would be wasting my money again. I really want to see Europe, I would be debt free, and I could be mobile. But then I would put friendships that I care a great deal about in quandries, or maybe perspective.

Oh well…these are my ramblings for tonight.

I got a lot of stuff done at work today. My pile is almost managable. I have a few more bills to enter and some more people to bill out and send them invoices…but it’s coming together. Not to mention my ‘first of the month’ duties that were put on hold since I was out the first week on vacation (that I ended up working about six hours through RDP, at least I wasn’t in the office and I got to see some friends)…unfortunatly I didn’t have someone that could enter the bills while I was out or do the inventory or special deposits. But hey, that’s why I have my job as the tech manager…and the office manager…and the billing manager…oh and don’t forget part time accountant learning how to do taxes. What a resume. WOOT!!!

Alright…I really need to sign off. I’m getting cynical. It’s been a little stressful this week coming back from vacation, not to mention things the great sister Eve brought into our lives…so I better sign off before I say something that I regret or that I mean but don’t want anyone to know…and would never say out loud.

Until later,
ERM