I started some doggie haircuts this past week. Of course, you need to see just how cute my babies are! 
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Aries | Zeus |
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Sheagra (who doesn't need a haircut LOL) |
Sleepy Gabby |
Joxer (who still needs a haircut) |
 Jim gives the deck a good washing |
Once again, I'm having some deja vu. Last April, Jim and I took a weekend and cleaned up DO's and Cliff's yard. With Cliff in the hospital last year, and both of them older, we knew that they would be needing some help. |
This April, we tackled a much larger project than just cleaning the yard. This time we cut down several large limbs that were either hanging over the deck, or were already dead. Before some summer thunderstorm brought these limbs crashing down, we thought it'd be best to take care of them.
(MouseOver to see Jim bringing down a large limb.) |
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 The whole gang pitches in to help (L to R: Ryan, Ken, Jim, Jackie, DO, and Kayle)
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mIkIE and Ryan cutting up the big limbs
MouseOver the first pix for a gratuitous butt-shot. (See last April to find out why a picture of my butt is online. )
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Even though there is a happy ending to it all, things didn't go completely well as we worked in the yard. After the big yard cleanup, Cliff's only comment was to bitch about the mess we left in his yard. Then, when I got home, I realized that I had lost my ring somewhere in their yard! I searched everywhere in my house before heading back up, just in case. And although I was totally exhausted from the yard work, I tore up the bathroom, my bedroom and any place I though I had been during the morning hours. I went up to DO's twice, walking the yard, raking the yard, and searching the yard for some sign of my ring. Jim kept tabs on my progress and he even came back up to take me to DO's for one more look. By this time, I was quite distraught. (In another month, we'll mark the ninth (9th) anniversary of Randy's death. I have so few things left to remind me of Randy and my ring means so very much to me.) Even though Jim was still actively searching (neither DO nor Cliff helped at all), I sat down at the kid's picnic table and had finally decided to give up. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and as I started to cry, I bent my head down - and there was the ring!!!   
I'd like to take some space here to say Thank You to Jim. I've known Jim for probably 15 years now, and he has always been a great friend. In a world where it's so hard to rely on anything or anyone, Jim has always been there for me. He puts up with my craziness, and has been there many times now to help me through the latest catastrophes. In the last couple of years, he and I have gotten much closer. Although I'm afraid of much more of a commitment than we already have (though I don't really know how we could be "more"
committed than we are now), I must say that it's awfully nice to have a boyfriend again. Being alone really sucks, and I'm very glad that I have someone like Jim. Jim - Thanks for being who you are and being there for me!
Week Five:
Criminey! This damned month is just as long as March was (and that seemed to go on forever!). With one more week left here in April, I guess it's time for me to bitch about work some. I've really gotten quite fed up with the situation at Waikem's. Although, the boss and management seem to listen to my concerns and agree with my solutions, I still haven't seen a single new computer in the place. And more computers and printers have been falling apart. If they refuse to get any new equipment, I know that my job will only get worse as more and more of their ancient computers begin to fail.
Although I had been hoping to leave Waikems soon and start working for Expert Auto alone, they have run into problems with their new construction plans - the land they were hoping to build on has many problems and now they must find another location. This setback will mean that they won't be moving until 2004; so, I'm still stuck at Waikems for a while. I'm now considering a suggestion from Jim as a solution to this whole problem - quit Waikems and work for them only as an outside consultant. This way I could charge them a real price of $25 an hr. (instead of the $7 they pay me now), I could work less, and when problems arise that I can't fix, I could just walk away and not be held accountable nor hear the incessant bitching, whining and moaning from some of the associates about how bad the machines are. Right now, I'm not as mad or frustrated as I was on Friday; however, I know that first thing Monday, one of the printers is NOT going to work. So I'll work on formulating a plan to put into action when everything does go to hell in a
hand basket come Monday. LOL
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