Friday, August 29, 2014

August Favorites, Part II + Friday Freestyles



Friday!!!

Yes. And I type that in BIG font.

FRIDAY! PAYDAY!!

And it's the beginning of a 5 day weekend for me. That is right! 5 DAYS.

I don't come back to work until NEXT Thursday. How awesome is that.

And there is a holiday coming up.

Right there, you just got a few of my favorite things all rolled up into one tidy package!

Too bad it will be raining this weekend. I was considering going to Cowgirl Cre's family gathering. I don't know if that's going down now. I don't like driving distance in the rain. We shall see.

Anyway, more favorites...

Retirement.  Someone in the cubicle area is retiring today. Mr. Babu!

Bye sir! I didn't know you well, but holler!

He is in The Cowgirl Cre's workgroup. They had him working hard up until the end. I asked him yesterday, "Listen, you need some help packing up?"

He didn't respond. And I walked off.

I saw him walking around with his lab coat on. I just shook my head. He and I were fighting with the printer the other day, and I wondered silently to myself, why is he worried about it?

I asked Cre about it.

"Girl, he might be trying to print out his retirement paperwork. He needs that printer to work."

I hope. Looked to me like he might be trying to do some actual lab work.

You better HOPE I do some work when I am running up on retirement. Ya best catch me 6 months beforehand. It slows way down after that.

Alas, that is in the future.

Babu had a fabulous cake.



I am not sure what that line "See what happens is..."  I guess it means, see what happens after retirement is...

I think it's GREAT. I am always happy to see someone retire. Always. I took his picture. I congratulated him and gave him a hearty handshake. Enjoy your retirement!

August favorites continues. I have to say that the best movie I've seen all year is one I saw in August:

Oh my! I love sci-fi movies! This was sci-fi on some OTHER level.

That Lucy was a complete bad azz!


Just crazy! Scarlett J. played that part!

It is the story of a woman who gets forced into being a drug mule for some synthetic drugs. The folks sewed them into her intestines and the bag busts, and she gets an overdose of drugs that cause her to go from using 10% of brain to using a full 100% of her mind. Note: it is thought that we only use 10% of our brain capacity. The jury is out on that. Overall, I loved the hypothetical aspects of the movie.

So this chick goes from being someone who seems a bit esteem challenged to mind control and pure brilliance.

Here are the american and international trailers.





Now it got mixed reviews. I don't think that you would like it if you are not a fan of sci-fi. I think I liked this movie so much because I have been doing quite a bit of reading on the human mind, quantum science and how that all is tied into our spirituality. And for some reason, this movie skated real close to all of that in some way. So you know I enjoyed it. And the special effects were off the charts. It almost overloaded my mind, honey.

I want to find the bootleg and see it again.

LOL. I may just go see it again. It was that good to me.

August Favorite songs.  You know I been on some ol' Johnny Gill craziness. Here is a song that I'd never heard before. But I thought it was very nice. "In the Mood".




When did that song come out? Never heard it before this month. I don't listen to the radio, so I guess that is why I haven't heard it.

Another song on heavy rotation: "Rome's "I Belong to You"...



Hmmm... Those videos are a bit too racy for The House of LadyLee. Afterall, this is a rated G blog. And I am quite virginal, pure as freshly fallen morning snow. That is too much for my eyes.

But I like those songs.

That's it for my August favorites. I am sure you have yours.

My favorite real life funny of the day.

Boss glides up to my desk and starts a convo. And from left field (as usual) she kicks in a familar question.

"Can you act [as workgroup supervisor] the rest of the day?"

I stare at her, not believing she is asking this question.  My stare was similar to that of Sister Callie's.



It's that shell shocked look.

No one likes to be in charge when the supervisor is gone. I always lobby for the youngsters in the group to be in charge. But no one is going for that.

"What time you leaving?" I ask, when I snap out of my trance of unbelief.

"12 noon."

"Well I'm leaving at 12:01!"

She rolls her eyes.

"You better hope there's no catastrophe when you leave."

"Anyway," she says as she walks off...

So I am in charge the rest of the day.

I am going to go around and talk to everybody to see what they are doing. But they best have it all together by 3:00 pm., as the blinds of mind are slowly closing... Oh so slowly.

Yet I have the urge to stand up in the cubicle area and holler on purpose "Er'body can go home!!"

LOL.

That would be a hoot!

Alas, i can't do that.

But I can yell to YOU to...

"Have a good and safe holiday weekend!!"

On purpose.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

August Favorites, Part I

The month of August is coming to an end pretty fast.

And I have this thing about reflecting on the highlights of my month.

One of those highlights involved my FAVORITE author in the whole wide world, Tayari Jones.

Now if you haven't read this blog much over the last 9 years, you won't know of allll my stalker stan antics concerning this chick.  She is my favorite author and I have harassed her endlessly. These days, I actually consider her my friend. Or it may be that she just think I am plum crazy. And it might be good to keep an eye on "crazy". But I don't think that's the case. She is Celie. I am Nettie. And she has mentored me in my own writing. Over the years, I have called her up and asked her some questions and she will answer. Now, I will debate her down about it. But she's the creative writer (and she also teaches on the universtiy level)... alas, I take her advice and it is always right. Always.

But she is one of the silliest people I know. I been somewhere with her and she will "jone" on folk. And that is hilarious.

But back to my highlight...

I have stalked her something awful over the years for bits and pieces of something to read, as she is always writing something interesting. I remember a couple of Christmas' ago being down at her Ma and Pa house over in SWATS (if you haven't read that post, read it -Christmas Eve with my Favorite author- it is quite funny), and talking smack about her giving me something to read, and that day she actually let me read a couple of paragraphs on her cell phone. I remember having thoughts of running out the house with that phone so I could read everything.

But we are both SWATS (Southwest Atlanta) girls. There would have been a huge fight in the front yard. And no, we don't want that.

But I tell you, it is always a joy...

To be sitting at my computer, and a new email pops up and it is from her...

And the subject line reads "something to read".

There is always a moment of ...

*silence*

And I want to shout:

GLORY!!!!

But I don't. Because the cubicle area is very quiet for the most part, save for the sounds of the air handlers.

I just quietly forward the document to my kindle address. And I may read a few pages while sitting there at my desk. But I usually read around bed time.

And I remember thinking "My goodness, this is awesome. I have no one to read or discuss this with."

So I go into stalker mode...

And I blow up her text messages. I know her phone was vibrating so hard that it jumped off the table.

Then I might read something particularly disturbing and I just MUST voice my opinion on it.

So I CALL her.

*phone ringing*

"Wassup," Tayari says.

"Man, listen...," I say with a hard sigh.

And she allows me to go on and on and on... and she tries to explain. And I go on and on... and she tries to explain more.

Oh. joy.

It may not seem like a "happy" moment... but how often does one even sit and read a book, and then can dial up the writer of the book and ask questions (or cuss and vent.) 

I CAN.

And that makes me happy. 

So thanks Tayari for the 250 pages of pure loveliness. I enjoyed texting you my favorite lines from the draft. And it was great talking to you about the characters.  It was such a a joy.

Please send the remaining 100 pages when you finish.  Immediately when you finish. Don't wait around. Because I want to know what happens.

Don't forget about me...

Don't let me revert to stalker stan mode :)

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Prisoner of Love (Sing, Sister Callie Jo)


 "I'm a Prisoner of Love!!!!"
 "I'm just a Prisoner of Looooooooove!"

"GIMME THAT CAMERA, LADYLEE!"
 "I'm just a Prisoner of Love!"
 "Oh yeah, oh yeah... a Prisoner of Love"
 "Yes... I am just a Prisoner of Love."
Yes Sister Callie is a Prisoner of Love. I don't know what about the Love Part. But you're definitely a prisoner, Sister Callie.

I would rather her run free. And she usually does when I am at home. But during the day, she is in her cage, which sits in the dining room. And if she acts a fool at night (where I can't sleep because of her shenanigans), she stays in her cage.

She just has too much energy. There is nothing worse than hearing stuff crashing to the ground in the middle of the night. And the other day, she dragged my hair clippers from the living room to the kitchen. And she has poked holes in my shower curtain liner. Sigh.

Both she and Oscar follow me from room to room. If there is too much ruckus, I go to another room, and here they both come. She has even figured out how to crawl up in the box springs and the sofa. I don't know what she does inside each, but it is noisy.

So she goes in her cage.  I don't even have to tell her to go in. I just give her a look... and she knows, uh... time for me to be a Prisoner of Love.


And even then, she tares up stuff. Tracks it up with litter. Ugh. So it only gets cleaned real good once a week. (She doesn't seem to care.)

I like her better when she is like this....


And even then, you can tell she is looking at something, and her mind is working hard on how she is going to get to it and tare it up. (She is looking over at Oscar laid out on the ottoman. And moments later, she's gonna jump on him... shock him awake. And a fight ensues. And it is NEVER pretty. No indeed).

I really like her when she is like this...



Asleep. Calm.

She looks like she is dreaming... about taring up stuff. (In this one, she'd just finished eating some chinese orange glazed chicken. That knocked her completely out. Hmmmm).


Oh well, the life of a kitten who's getting bigger and bigger.

I'm just glad Sister Callie is happy and healthy...

...And she can be all that in her cage

LOL 

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Congrats Little League World Champions

Some good news for a change...

In a time when black men and black boys are being ostracized and marginalized, something great happened. The first all African American Little League team won the United States Little League World Series Championship.


I wish it would have gotten more press. There are so many success stories out there, and this is one. I think it will remind some that we are highly accomplished and will continue to be.

I actually watched that nationally televised game. And it was a good one.  Even though they lost to the Korean International team, that is alright. I think it this is something they will remember the rest of their lives.

I was glad to watch.

Congratulations to you all. This is good news.

Monday, August 25, 2014

Good Late Monday Morning (Early Afternoon)

Good Monday Morning...

Good Late Monday Morning, that is.

Well now... good early Monday afternoon. 

I have a Friday Freestyles post (half written) to put up. But we will just leave it.

Detail... DONE. Yes! My detail is over. That's what my old group boss implied when she gave me the hard stare and said "You done over there?"

"That's up to you," I said.  "You have to go negotiate me out of there."

This ellicited the hard eye roll. So yes. I guess I am done. And I rather be done. If I have to smell anymore of this strong to.bac.co, I'm gonna scream.

It was an interesting experience. It was a "recon" mission of sorts. I just wanted to see what they were doing over there. And it was interesting. I will probably apply for the upcoming job announcement. It will be a promotion for me. But it is one of those things that if it doesn't work out, then oh well.

What I find interesting is that this is basically a white group. First of all, I work in a predominately black laboratory. I would go so far as to say that it is at least 70% black. And so there is this group of white folks, only 4 or 5, and folks look at them as sort of elitist. I must admit that it is unnerving to speak to a couple of people in that group and they return your greeting. Personally, I like to deal with the least amount of people as possible at work. (I am only interested in folks I'm supposed to be dealing with. I am bougie like that).

So I noticed during these past few weeks in the group that I get the question of "Are they racist?"

I would think not. Sometime folks don't want to be bothered. But we are in the south... and that is our first inclination.  But we have to ask ourselves, is it the truth?

And one thing I am learning is that truth and what we perceive to be true can sometimes differ... and often it does. 

So I have gotten a lot of questions of "How did they treat you?"

And my answer is that "I have been treated nicely."

And that has been my answer in meetings.

Now that is not to say, I have stayed away from a couple of folk. I only talked to them if I had a question. None of that small talk. And they sometimes go out to lunch together. You don't have to worry about me tagging along.

But I did take the technician for the group out for lunch. She's black, and I asked her how she felt about being in the group and how she felt in general. And that was a really positive conversation and experience. She's an older lady, and I am always glad to glean some wisdom. And I felt open to share my thoughts in general about the whole experience.

I RARELY go out to lunch. As a matter of fact, I've gone to lunch with folks from work MAYBE 3 times this year. I just can't deal with the bitch and moan fests. I don't want to gossip about people. I don't want to sow seeds of murmuring and complaining.   No way. That got old real quick.

So overall, it was a good experience. I learned a lot. I have a little something extra to throw on my curriculum vitae. And that's a good thing!

My Weekend. It was quiet. I like quiet.  I ran some errands. I did some grocery shopping. I cleaned up. And right now, I am very interested in cleaning up the laundry room, because my dryer died. So I need to clean up before they come out to deal with it. Seems like a blown fuse.

And I am itching to buy some new laundry room gear. Just itching. My washer and dryer were dirt cheap. I'm surprised they lasted this long.

But alas, that is not financially sound. I can afford it, but it is not the right thing to do.  Hopefully it is a mild fix. I think it is a blown fuse.

So I have a Celie Color Purple problem now. I am drying my clothes on a dryer rack.


Well, not quite a Celie problem. I am not trucking laundry out into the backyard and hanging them on a clothesline. So this makes it a HIGH CLASS PROBLEM. 

I only wash two, maybe three loads of clothes a week. And I hang all my pants to dry anyway. So this is not a big deal.

There was much discussion between myself and LadyTee concerning this "ordeal".

"Gal," she said, "set that rack out in the garage. Clothes'll dry in no time.Won't even take an hour."

She may be right. It was in the 90s in my beloved ATL this weekend. 

I'll test that theory out this week sometime.

But my towels are not the softest. You can see here that they look a bit rough...


Look at them, all wrinkly. I don't like that. I like soft towels.

HIGH CLASS PROBLEM!!

So I guess I will give my home warranty folks a call. I hope they can come out on a Saturday. I don't want to take off from work or nothing like that. That will inconvenience me... with my high class self.

Oh well... I will put that on my "to do" list.

Song of the Week. First of all, I've been testing out a Sirius XM subscription. I really like it. It is $14.99 a month, and if I find I am listening to it enough, I will keep it up.  I like black talk radio shows, so I have found a couple of daily shows I like. I also have been looking for a good praise and gospel station sans commercials and they have a couple of good ones I like on here.

I really like this song. "Great God" by Dietrick Haddon and LXW



I'm not a big gospel music listener, but it is good that I like some 80% of the music that is played on that station. I like music discovery, so if I hear something I like in general no matter the genre, I will go look up the whole CD or artist on my Spotify. That way I can have a better library of what I like.

So that's it for me.

August is coming to an end. Fall will be amongst us in no time.

So let's end the summer right... on purpose.