- Math problem: I went to help get some fundraising stuff together at Calypso's school. We had to prepare 1200 packets. We started and then the principal came to inform us there was a mistake in the letter that was included and we'd have to put labels on the letters to correct the problem. The secretary brought us a stack of labels in a panic. I ONLY HAVE 200 LABELS!!! I looked at her hand and it looked like she was carrying just shy of half a ream of label sheets (in case you don't know, a full ream is 500). The lady in charged asked her how many labels on a page. Secretary said 30. I said well it looks like you have 200 sheets not 200 labels so if they are all printed we have way more than we need. Boys and girls, if we have 200 sheets of 30 labels each sheet and only need 1200 labels how many extra labels do we have? I explained the math to the secretary who continued to insist most strenuously she had merely 200 labels and had rush ordered more to print out and would have them after lunch. I was getting nowhere. I just hope she types better than she counts. In lieu of that, I hope she gives good head because she's got to earn that paycheck my taxes go toward somehow. As I mindlessly labelled letters I tried to figure out how much surface area of her desk might be covered by the extra 4800 labels we already had.
- At times I think I like being part of the demographic that is now being courted by the media. It means Prince was the halftime show...and THAT was the only thing I paid ANY attention to. He rocked! It means the Police are reuniting for the Grammy Awards, which I haven't watched in ages. I am so excited. I'm not real big on hearing 'Roxanne' and 'Purple Rain' rendered as Muzak at the mall though. That's just wrong on so many levels.
- Winter has officially hit us finally. It's a frigid 5 degrees Fahrenheit. However, if it is going to be that cold we should at least have some pretty snow to look at. Yes, I know my OK and WA readers are quite sick of the stuff. I am sorry.
- If one has a wall in one's bedroom which has been gouged beyond simple spackling repair due to a particularly horrific wallpaper removal (may the inventor of wallpaper and the designer of fluorescent flowered wallpaper suffer horrifically) and one's husband states how much he hates spackling and that he is not sure he has the skills or tools to skim coat the entire wall...then if said wall sits in the gouged state for roughly a year and no progress is made toward repair, and if a friend of the wife sees said wall when the two women are bonding over quilting and the friend suggests her husband might be able to help.....if the husband with the skills offers to help repair the wall at no charge and the man with the gouged wall consents to such help does the owner of the gouged wall retain the right to sulk when the man who offered to help comes over to do so? Apparently, I have interfered with some territorial rules here by arranging to have my wall fixed at no cost. It was a coooooold night at House of Lime and I ain't talking about the mercury.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Random Bullets of Crap
Well thank heavens THAT is over. The Colts won, yada, yada.....can we get on with life now? A few blissful football free months...I am so happy. Now onto the randomness...