cliomouse (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} cliomouse) wrote,@ 2007-01-01 14:09:00 |
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Definitely getting tired of my job, I think. Not tired of the actual subject and all, just the whole getting up early every day to fit into others' schedules and the cold weather that accompanies it all.
I am really looking forward to going to Hawai'i this month, and have been putting together a list of things I'd like to see and do while I'm there. It will be a nice break from work, and a good change of pace for a week or so. I am supposed to be back at work the day after I get back, but I don't imagine I'll be super-enthused, since we aren't scheduled to land in Washington until nearly midnight. I'm sure I'll manage timing, but the cold may be difficult to come back to.
I had my hair done Saturday at the salon, but forgot my wallet and didn't realize until the end! I was rather embarassed, but it didn't take long to drive the mile or so home and then back again. Jane, Marsha, my mother, and I have all been there a number of times, and many of those times to the same nice girl, so they were very accomodating. I tipped fairly well.
Continuing little problems keep presenting themselves with my Kia, so I took it in to Midas after I made it back to the salon. They were much better at this one than the Bellingham one, particularly because they FINALLY found the problem with my brake system. It's been a year now since I started having more serious problems, starting with the brakes completely failing, but the problem has been there since we got it pretty much. Why Fife Auto, the Kia Dealership, and my dad couldn't figure it out when you can see it easily by just lifting the hood, if you know what to look for, is beyond me. The master cylinder for the brake fluid, which supplies the brakes with the fluid when the pedal is depressed, has a leak. Brake fluid corrodes paint, unlike most other fluids that might leak under the hood (power steering fluid, oil, etc.). So if you see flaking paint where there's liquid, it's probably a brake fluid leak. Simple enough, and he showed me where one finds it. A few hundred to replace the cylinder is nothing compared to the thousand or more it cost me in the past, which only got me back to this point.
Kelly and Katy and I met up at Mazatlan for a small late lunch, dropped my car off at my house, and went to the Tacoma Mall so I could make a return. Kelly got her makeup done at the Shiseido counter and then bought some very expensive stuff the lady had used on her. It was strange to be there, considering Stinky Sarah working at the one in Bellingham and how she did the same makeovers. I can't imagine taking any advice from her on makeup...or fashion in general, really. The girl there was really nice, though. I decided to try some of their mascara and bought one, since she said it was supposed to be like the Clinique stuff that has been discontinued. My eyes have shown no sign of infection for several days, but I am giving them plenty of time before I risk using any of the new cosmetics. We also visited Madonna and had dinner at her house. She is pregnant with her first child, so we looked at ultrasound pictures and Katy insisted that all the traditional events take place, such as the baby shower. She seems REALLY interested in buying the boy clothes. To each their own...
Kelly and I picked up Ellen at the airport last night on the way to Seattle. We went to Paragon to see Jubilee play, the band with which Ellen used to perform, and had dinner and drinks. Maybe I was just hungry, but I really liked the small ciabatta rolls they provided as appetizers. Ellen was quite preoccupied with her new boyfriend, David, so Kelly and I talked to two men who struck up a conversation with us. One was a middle school teacher who seemed a little disillusioned with the quality of the average young teen. I can't say I blame him too much. The other was a man originally from Hungary who does a lot of random, very "mod" jobs, including owning an art gallery and tour guiding in Europe. Apparently he works for Rick Steves. I'm not sure I bought that all... Kelly and I were not terribly impressed, but they made for some interesting stories.
This week at work will probably be mostly Grand Mound and Frederickson, with some Tacoma on occasion. Certainly glad for another short week, even if it's longer than last week. Also VERY glad to FINALLY receive my reimbursement check from nearly a month ago. Somehow the paperwork got lost in transit to Redmond, and I couldn't get ahold of anybody most of the times I inquired so I found out too late to get it last week.
So much for just a brief update...time to go undecorate the Christmas tree.
I am really looking forward to going to Hawai'i this month, and have been putting together a list of things I'd like to see and do while I'm there. It will be a nice break from work, and a good change of pace for a week or so. I am supposed to be back at work the day after I get back, but I don't imagine I'll be super-enthused, since we aren't scheduled to land in Washington until nearly midnight. I'm sure I'll manage timing, but the cold may be difficult to come back to.
I had my hair done Saturday at the salon, but forgot my wallet and didn't realize until the end! I was rather embarassed, but it didn't take long to drive the mile or so home and then back again. Jane, Marsha, my mother, and I have all been there a number of times, and many of those times to the same nice girl, so they were very accomodating. I tipped fairly well.
Continuing little problems keep presenting themselves with my Kia, so I took it in to Midas after I made it back to the salon. They were much better at this one than the Bellingham one, particularly because they FINALLY found the problem with my brake system. It's been a year now since I started having more serious problems, starting with the brakes completely failing, but the problem has been there since we got it pretty much. Why Fife Auto, the Kia Dealership, and my dad couldn't figure it out when you can see it easily by just lifting the hood, if you know what to look for, is beyond me. The master cylinder for the brake fluid, which supplies the brakes with the fluid when the pedal is depressed, has a leak. Brake fluid corrodes paint, unlike most other fluids that might leak under the hood (power steering fluid, oil, etc.). So if you see flaking paint where there's liquid, it's probably a brake fluid leak. Simple enough, and he showed me where one finds it. A few hundred to replace the cylinder is nothing compared to the thousand or more it cost me in the past, which only got me back to this point.
Kelly and Katy and I met up at Mazatlan for a small late lunch, dropped my car off at my house, and went to the Tacoma Mall so I could make a return. Kelly got her makeup done at the Shiseido counter and then bought some very expensive stuff the lady had used on her. It was strange to be there, considering Stinky Sarah working at the one in Bellingham and how she did the same makeovers. I can't imagine taking any advice from her on makeup...or fashion in general, really. The girl there was really nice, though. I decided to try some of their mascara and bought one, since she said it was supposed to be like the Clinique stuff that has been discontinued. My eyes have shown no sign of infection for several days, but I am giving them plenty of time before I risk using any of the new cosmetics. We also visited Madonna and had dinner at her house. She is pregnant with her first child, so we looked at ultrasound pictures and Katy insisted that all the traditional events take place, such as the baby shower. She seems REALLY interested in buying the boy clothes. To each their own...
Kelly and I picked up Ellen at the airport last night on the way to Seattle. We went to Paragon to see Jubilee play, the band with which Ellen used to perform, and had dinner and drinks. Maybe I was just hungry, but I really liked the small ciabatta rolls they provided as appetizers. Ellen was quite preoccupied with her new boyfriend, David, so Kelly and I talked to two men who struck up a conversation with us. One was a middle school teacher who seemed a little disillusioned with the quality of the average young teen. I can't say I blame him too much. The other was a man originally from Hungary who does a lot of random, very "mod" jobs, including owning an art gallery and tour guiding in Europe. Apparently he works for Rick Steves. I'm not sure I bought that all... Kelly and I were not terribly impressed, but they made for some interesting stories.
This week at work will probably be mostly Grand Mound and Frederickson, with some Tacoma on occasion. Certainly glad for another short week, even if it's longer than last week. Also VERY glad to FINALLY receive my reimbursement check from nearly a month ago. Somehow the paperwork got lost in transit to Redmond, and I couldn't get ahold of anybody most of the times I inquired so I found out too late to get it last week.
So much for just a brief update...time to go undecorate the Christmas tree.
