tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393006513681609942012-01-30T11:47:05.885-08:00Just when you expect things to be a certain way...WOOPS...they're not!!Grandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18235214310161945177noreply@blogger.comBlogger4601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-539300651368160994.post-5715106725730697592011-12-14T21:47:00.000-08:002011-12-15T11:36:41.862-08:00

Today was seariously sucking bad. At every turn, Grandy was faced with all things challenging. I came home to not good news even.Then, Grandy happened to check the status of the book...THE BOOK!!! The Dead Dad's Clubhttp://amzn.com/0615458149Go check Amazon. :)My day is complete.Thank you!!

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“Good judgment comes from experience. Experience comes from bad judgment.” - Bob PackwoodEverybody makes mistakes. Some are small and silly, like driving away from the drive-thru window before you get your food (hasn't everybody done that?). These small and silly ones are typically overlooked or laughed off. In fact, I believe many of these silly things have actually been dubbed "Grandy-isms",

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Sometimes life gets in the way of being able to do the things that either calm you, or bring you joy...or both. Writing has always been a hobby and release for me, and this blog has been a way for me to share my random thoughts and sarcasm. Someone was commenting last night about my "writing skills". Funny thing is, she was referring about my uncanny ability to send one of those "OH HELL NO"

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Has it really been 10 years? Were it not for remembering my son was only 5 at the time, I would swear it was just a very short time ago. There were events everywhere to commemorate the anniversary of this event. Our local scout troop retired a very special flag, flown by a man on 9/11/01...and not taken down until Osama was found.After 10 years, emotions are still very much involved. After 10

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When this picture came in an email, it had Grandy LAUGHING OUT LOUD!!! But then...I realized...What am I laughing at? I'm the one that makes the blackjack dealers count my cards out loud FOR ME. *sigh* Maybe this Wal-Mart in Mississippi is on to something.

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This car was Grandy.It was cute...It was rounded...and it sometimes went topless (which is a different story all together).Fortunately, this car did what it was supposed to do when it was wrecked. It kept Grandy's injuries to a minimum. Unfortunately, the Grandy SLVRBG did not survive.I LOVED THIS CAR!! There is so much more that upsets me about this wreck, that I can't begin to explain. It's not

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There were about 15 people who reached out to me this week saying, "WTF Grandy!! What's up with the blog?" (alright, perhaps that's a bit of a paraphrase)So...in honor of all my friends who have been waiting for me to entertain, Grandy presents another rousing chapter of "Grandy-isms". The last couple of weeks have provided for some EPIC material. Remember folks, I can't use names, and must keep

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It has been almost 15 years since Grandy has performed on stage.It has been even longer than THAT since she has had to kick, two-three-four, turn, kick, turn. This Friday, June 17th, Grandy makes somewhat of a comeback in The Producers.When my friend asked me about 6 weeks ago (days before my 39th birthday) if I would consider, I of course hesitated. The work/life balance hasn't exactly been the

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Several months ago Grandy got a calling to make a difference in a family's life. She hitched up her pants and gathered a group together, and threw a fundraiser for a young boy who was battling yet another round of cancer.This event was the most amazing experience ever. Our small community came out in droves, and we were able to raise A LOT of money in two very short weeks. We were connected with

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We make you eat your vegetables, only so you'll stay healthy.We give you chores, to teach you a work ethic.We ask that you keep your grades up, because we know you can.We ask you to clean your rooms, because we frankly don't want to hurt ourselves or end up gagging over a plate of food that's 3 weeks old.What you may not realize is...When you are nervous about a test, so are we.When you are

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Recently Grandy had to answer some very difficult questions that will be seen by TONS of people in my "day job". We refer to the type of questions as "World Peace" questions. You know the ones I'm referring to, right? The types of questions that are asked to Miss America contestants. The kind of question that usually prompts at least one "World Peace" response. Grandy was so proud. She limited

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The lil' man Grandy had a birthday last week. He turned 15. It's hard to believe. In this picture he is sitting on a stool, and he is STILL bigger than me.It seems as though we cannot stop the aging process of these kids. DANG IT!! I'm not asking to slow things down for myself. Really. But could we do something about keeping our kids young? No? DANG IT!! This year is bound to bring more grey

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There are some movie lines that just jump into Grandy's head. Usually there's an event or thought that triggers it, but that's only in my head. It's all part of my RANDOMNESS!!Unfortunately, I apparently need to update my material. You know, expand my movie quotes to ones that happened AFTER the 80's. Methinks that my material is making me look or sound older than I am (or want to be). Lately,

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extra extrathis is grandy with a new phone.while i am thrilled that the new phone will let me peak in on you all here, i will be thrilled when i can figure out how to capitalize in the body of this post. oh...and use more punctuation.sigh...my struggles with technology are ever apparent yet again.baby steps, grandy. baby steps.

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Grandy wants to take a moment to say THANK YOU to everybody for their comments on last week's post here. PLEASE NOTE: The above picture is NOT directed at any of you. This picture is solely directed at yours truly.Really.I have re-read my post from last week and WOW is it LOOOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGG WINDED. It would appear Grandy's lessons on "less is more" need a little fine-tuning.The other day I

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While Grandy is in the midst of entertaining the idea of initiating a "professional" style blog, I should clarify that THIS is not the blog for THAT. There are about 500 posts that contradict most things of a professional nature in this blog...so why change the way I think NOW?With that said...I stumbled across the this picture and realized it has been too long since we have shared one of

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So the last post Grandy got up here was almost 2 months ago. Hmmmph! So much for the motivation. Oh well. Those of you out there looking for me, know I will return. Funny thing is, there have been several things calling me back to this blog lately. And no, it's not the nagging voices I get from a couple of you out there. Actually, Grandy has been meaning to come back and check in. I only

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It is day 3 of the new year back at work.Grandy has only one word to describe it...UNCLE!!!There are a few things on the bright side though:I'm making some significant progress on some complex projects. The new boss has a great energy, and I'm hopeful for big things in 2011.I am laughing A LOT at my desk. I'm dropping a couple of swear words too...but for some reason I'm having more fun doing

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A new year is upon us and yes, another month went by without a post from Grandy. While I would love to sit here and make promises that it won't happen again, it's a pie-crust promise...easily made, easily broken.One thing that's great about having this blog, is it is doing what I intended it to do. It's my journal. Albeit is a journal for all the world to see (although I don't think I have

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There are so many things about the craziness of "Black Friday" tradition that Grandy just doesn't understand.EXHIBIT A:How many Buzz Lightyear Dolls do you need?EXHIBIT B:What could the person in the BACK of this line possibly be hoping for??EXHIBIT C:This many people in any one place makes me anxious just to watch. I could never be there for SHOPPING!!This year I heard people set up tents on

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Grandy would like to apologize to all her NABLOPOMO folks for not fulfilling her monthly obligation to posting every day. The writing joints are less rusty than they were two weeks ago when this mission began, but time got away from Grandy this past week.Here's my promise...Not every day...but this blog will no longer go as long as it had gone without a post (I think it was about a month with the

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Grandy has been told that life can be summarized in 4 bottles:DANG IT!! We're already on Stage 3!!!

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There many benefits to getting your daily B12 vitamin.Grandy is pretty deficient in B12, so she supplements with an injection. The rule of thumb (or the prescription) says that Grandy should take a GINORMOUS needle amount every two weeks, via a garden hose for dispensing.Grandy loves it when she can get the shots injected on a regular basis (aka as prescribed) but because of the size of the

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Crunch time is on. Grandy is off of work next week, but not before a week of LONG days, and LONG nights. Deadlines, meetings and reports all to be wrapped up by Friday, along with evening events I cannot escape. All Grandy is really asking for, truly, is that she have no computer system issues. She is bowing to the IT Gods who can make this happen. HOWEVER...such is not the case this morning

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So you have probably guessed that Grandy tends to wear her heart on her sleeve. There aren't many surprises from Grandy, when you want to know how she's feeling. My demeanor, or my words, will let you know how I'm feeling right away.There are moments when Grandy wants to cry. It may not be because she's sad, necessarily. It may simply be when she's feeling overwhelmed, over-joyed, or just

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Grandy doesn't get a chance to read her little local paper very often. It comes in the mail every couple weeks and let's face it, Grandy isn't exactly up to speed on checking her mail and what collects in it.As I was catching up on a couple issues today, I was reminded of the fact that although the paper only has 20 pages to it, there are at least 4 pages combined of ads, 4 pages of news (

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Grandy got this lovely image in an email the other day. The words attached to the email said...A BEAUTIFUL MESSAGE ABOUT GROWING OLDER: SHIT, I forgot what it was...HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYBODY!!!!

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Grandy sits on several committees for large organizations, in her day job. She also participates on a personal level with many volunteer organizations too.Between the corporate committees and the volunteer committees, which do you think Grandy struggles with the most? Yep...You guessed it...VOLUNTEER.When you live in a small community, you tend to see the same parent involvement from one

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It cannot be just Grandy that finds this commercial a little...umm...ODD!!

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In an effort to make sure Grandy doesn't run out of ideas to blog about, as she puts some WD-40 on the rusty writing joints, she knows she will need to utilize a couple memes to keep things fresh. Considering some of these readers are new to Grandy, it's a good learning opportunity...even for Grandy.Staci, over at Just Bloggled, ran this meme the other day. The rule is you run a google search

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Really? Is THIS what men thought??Give me whatever vitamins SHE is taking!!!So...If the harder your wife works, the CUTER she looks is the key, then GRANDY IS ADORABLE!!!

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Grandy learned a while back that there are websites out there where you can have a virtual makeover done for free. A friend and I had played with one site, while she was considering another hair style.Tonight, Grandy had a little time on her hands and was looking like a drowned rat from the rain, so it was time to play with the makeover tool over at Cosmopolitan and see what they can do with the

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In looking at my blog track record, I see that today's post surpasses the posts I've put up in the last 2 months. Quickly gaining on the last 3 months.As I spend some time revisiting some blogs I frequented from the beginning, I remember that this blogging thing is far more than just a hobby to express my thoughts, but it was a sense of community that I had established with other people all

Grandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18235214310161945177noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-539300651368160994.post-40494683584340429672010-11-05T23:39:00.000-07:002010-11-06T00:01:50.581-07:00

Apparently there is an unspoken code among the male population. There are things about the "guy" act that perplex me. My husband and my son...GOD LOVE THEM...they are one and the same. Watching my son with his friends...they are the SAME WAY.Junk ball? REALLY? Where is the fun in throwing a ball at another "guy's" junk FUN? We women don't walk by each other, punch each other in the boobies,

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Can you tell what this is a picture of?You'll have to ignore the poor lighting.Ignore the screwdriver on the table.This post isn't about that.Look at HOW MANY JACKETS are on this chair.Grandy has given up and declared to be on strike in the "chase after you to hang up your jacket" category.What does this mean?It means we play THEGUESS HOW MANY JACKETS WILL END UP ON THIS CHAIR GAME!!Anybody with

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In the post script of Monday's post, Grandy mentioned she was on crack.Wait...WRONG POST!!No wait, I remember now.You can probably tell that Grandy has been sucking slacking a bit in her frequency of blog posts. Writing has usually been a healthy way for Grandy to release her tension, frustration, silliness, and whatever other mood she's feeling. For about the last year, I have struggled with

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Have you ever Googled your name? You should try it. Be sure you put a " and then another " outside your name, to eliminate the gazillion hits that have either your first or last name somewhere in the context. Imagine how many hits come up with the word "Mary" in them.Good news for THIS Grandy is that there are only 2,140 hits when I Google my name. Most of them are NOT me. I have over 450

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You want to see something cute??Yep!! That's my boy at HOMECOMING!! He took a very sweet girl, went to dinner with a group of friends, and had a great time. I hear a rumor he even DANCED!!GOOD TIMES!!p.s. Grandy has decided there has not been enough posts on here lately. To jump start her stupidity motivation, she has decided to participate in another round of NaBloPoMo. Let's do this!!! I

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Grandy had a sad morning. She has a "friend" who is going through some things and decided to take it out on her this morning. Because Grandy is a sensitive shmuck, she fought the urge to take it personally, but quickly lost that battle.As I sat there, eyes filling silently with tears, my son looked over at me. Without saying a word, he reached over, gave me a hug, stood up and walked out of

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Since the Grandy Wednesdays have been a bit more crazy (and I suppose it's not just Wednesdays), I've been remiss in sharing some funny tidbits that I've stumbled upon.You may know that my dear husband (insert "bless his heart" comment here) has a nickname. The nickname I came up with for him is "FUBBY". He's always been HUBBY on this blog, but there are moments he is just a F***N HUBBY!!Well,

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It's happening folks.We are almost two months into Freshman year of high school, and my son has lost his mind. Don't get me wrong, I am proud of him almost every day. He kinda does his chores, tries hard at boy scouts, and is not really studying.Ok...Surely I jest.He does have a very full class schedule, with difficult classes at the high school. He is very active with boy scouts. And of

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Grandy has blessed this part of the world with many stories of blithering idiots. In fact, Grandy has even shared some "not-so-proud" moments she has executed. In fact, early on in this blogger's hobby, she shared this story with you all. *sigh* It's a wonder anyone still puts up with Grandy, but I almost think people will wonder what they'll miss if they don't.There have been opportunities to

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How could we??I remember WHERE I was, WHEN it happened.I remember HOW it was during and after.But what I remember most, aside from the fear and grief,I remember that there became no such thing as "random" acts of kindness.It was just KINDNESS.There was this overwhelming sense of love and support from friends, neighbors and strangers.EVERYONE came together, with a sense of unity and protection for

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Today Grandy took a bold step in the office. She's prepared to take her career to that next level, and isn't going to let little petty insecure people try to manipulate her.Step 1: Grandy participated in a great class that explained a lot last week. - WINStep 2: Grandy had some words with one of the more "seasoned" professionals (and when I say "seasoned" I definitely mean he has more salt

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Grandy has been working LIKE A DOG lately.When Grandy is on a roll, there are few things that irritate her more than computer issues. Good Grief!!Every day, for the last 2 weeks, it has taken about 30 minutes to get logged into the computer. Each time I try to log in, there is an error message with the network.Rather than try to FIGHT the system, why can't my system just give me this message?

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I'm not sure what makes me laugh more when I see the pictures on People of WalMart, the pictures themselves, or the wonderful commentary. I recently sent one of those emails to a friend, and she could have sworn that I had written the comments on the pictures.Now THAT my friends, is a huge compliment. These people are GREAT caption artists!How the hell did the White Witch of Narnia come through

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So many of Grandy's friends are going through something major in their life.UnemploymentChild Custody BattlesDivorceDeportation IssuesMid-Life Crisis' in ways I can only embrace.Grandy wants them all to know, she is here. She's here for you. She's not been HERE...via her blog as often as she would like, but she is HERE, in person, and for real.What can I do for these friends?Help right the

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This email has made the rounds a couple times, and there's not a single time that I've seen these pics that I'm not laughing.How fairy tales REALLY end...SNOW WHITEBELLECINDERELLAAnd my favorite of all time...THE LITTLE MERMAID

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It's only Monday after returning to work from my glorious vacation, and yet Grandy already finds herself asking WTF.While trying to wind down, and also trying to tune out the TV commercials, a commercial came on I hadn't clued in on before.WHAT?Learning in your pajamas?I thought the FIRST commercial they drowned us with (that twit that sings the annoying song) was bad enough. Are they actually

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As you read this, Grandy & the little man are off on a vacation to DC. Fubby couldn't come with us this time, and it's kinda feeling like it won't be the same.I've taken business trips without him, and gone on weekends away with girlfriends, but I've never taken an actual "vacation" without him since we've been together.It will be odd I think. Little man and I will have a great time, I'm sure.

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So there's a new girl in Grandy's office. She's very cool, adventurous and fun. Adventurous folks don't exactly understand Grandy's phobias of things. GRANDY doesn't even understand some of her phobias.A little while back, she's talking to someone about all the fun things she would like to do, or has already done. "Scuba diving is my current passion right now," she says as the dialogue goes

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Hello everybody!!Coming to you live, and yet remote, from the Sacramento Airport. Yes...I know...it's been 2 weeks since Grandy has posted anything. Even longer since there's been a post of "substance". Oh well. No apologies from me (even to those friends who stalk me and remind me how much I suck for not spreading my words).Sitting at the airport is always so much fun for me. I often sit and

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Really? Has it been 2 weeks since Grandy showed her face (or shall I say her urinal) on this blog? My my my... Grandy must get better at such things. She has missed you all.Grandy has been busy sounding like a broken record lately. I thought about posting an apology, but then...blech...why bother. You get it. As I thought about what I might say in my apology post, I was reminded that I had some

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I have heard of 2-butt kitchens...But isn't THIS a little too close for comfort?

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As I sit here, on a Sunday night dreading my week ahead of me with my job, I'm reminded of my many dear friends and colleagues out there that maybe don't have a job to go to tomorrow, or the next day, or even next week.Grandy-land went through this struggle ourselves over the last year, and it's NOT fun. I didn't write about this at the time, because it was something so painfully close to my

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Has it really been almost 2 weeks since Grandy posted a blog? WOW!!Well, I have promised a friend I would write a "special" letter for him here, and I will do that tomorrow. Please stay tuned Bulldog...and bare with me.Last two weeks have been crazy with work, taxes, work, scout crap, work, family stuff...and work. Right now I'm working on getting things caught up in my life, in my home, and on

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Several of you who know me through facebook know that the Little Man Grandy had a birthday on Friday.He's FOURTEEN now.What does this mean for Grandy?Well, it means that I now overhear conversations between him and his friends that I REALLY never wanted to hear. Case in point...Me: ::driving him and friends to a party::Him: Dude! You're not black? (ongoing joke with his friend)Friend: Well...

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Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Thank you for flying Mandarin Airlines. Please place your trays in the upright positions, and prepare for a take-off. Our flight today should take about 2 hours and 20 minutes, and the weather is beautiful. We're currently waiting for clearance from the tower to depart, but it appears we are stuck behind some rubber-neckers on the runway.

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We all get VERY busy at work. Grandy would like to confess that lately she has been blowing chunks big time slipping back into her old ways in the work-life balance arena. It always amuses me to see how people find little ways to cope with work stress.So, when this email was sent to me at work, I glanced at it and saw the pictures attached, and OH-MY-GOOD-GRACIOUS!! They struck a funny bone. This

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Aren't acronyms grand? Even in other languages the random assortment of letters, combined to represent other words, but together form their own word, are AWESOME!!!

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Grandy took little man Grandy to the orthopedic doctor on Friday. It appears my boy has a tear in his ACL in his right knee. Really? More surgery for the family? Poor little man.While at the doctor, the doctor is explaining the process and what will happen next. Grandy interrupts him to explain that I have had 3 reconstructive knee surgeries, all surrounding my ACL and LCL. I've so been

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Watching the Olympics this time around, I have been amazed by the athletisicm of these individuals. I love seeing the behind-the-scenes stories, and getting to know the person and family behind the goggles, or on the skates. With all the inspiring stories, it definitely inspires even the most athletic challenged to try and do "something". Grandy has never skiid, never snow boarded, never even

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Usually Grandy is so sarcastic every where she goes on this Blog. A lot of it is truly a defense mechanism, or perhaps a coping skill (that I continue to work on). There's been a lot going on in Grandy-Land lately, and Grandy has decided to take a moment and try to LET GO to some of it.If you are unable to read this poem, it goes as follows...The Knots PrayerDear God:Please untie the knotsthat

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Sitting in the hospital, while waiting for a family member, can be an interesting ride. As you walk through the halls and make eye contact with people, you're not certain if you should give them a smile, or turn away.Are they there celebrating the arrival of a new family member?Are those tears you hear down the hall from relief, or from grief?Are they nervously awaiting the results of a friends

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Whenever there is a long weekend, it of course follows that there is a short week. When that happens, inevitably the short week seems to have the vibe of WTF in it anyway. This statement is so true in so many ways. So...while Grandy is enjoying watching the Olympics, and driving all over the state like a chicken with her head up her butt she sends you this "Fact of Life" reminder of what's

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Dear Asshole Mr. Client,I would like to go on record by stating that I am NOT an IDIOT. Although you tried your darndest to call me one, and berate me like the bully that you are in your classic style, it is only BECAUSE of me that you are even recovering some of your money. There is no coverage under your commercial policy for the personal assistant that walked your dog, and I'm really sorry

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Remember my post last week? The one that said Grandy was spending quality time with her niece and Mom in the hospital? Well, remember the posts a few weeks back that said Grandy was dealing with her own stupid stones issues?Well the next day after that post, everything came to a head for Grandy. She called the doctor and got an appointment first thing. The little guy Grandy also had injured

Grandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18235214310161945177noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-539300651368160994.post-87547585833863780452010-02-01T19:03:00.000-08:002010-02-01T19:26:44.411-08:00

Grandy has been VERY busy spending some quality time with Mom and Niece lately, and hasn't had a chance to log in and blog. Albeit, that quality time was spent in the hospital with my lovely ladies, I am happy to report that both beauties are officially home...and so is Grandy.While I've been gone, I got a little bit behind in both the blog and my personal email. While cleaning out my 238

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Grandy is pretty sure she has experienced all things embarassing, and was completely un-phased by any other antics that may cause her to blush. Friday...yes, this Friday...I continued in my journey to out-do even myself.Grandy had a very good meeting with a long term banking client. We reviewed business, we laughed, we accomplished a lot.When we were done, and realizing I would be stuck in

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WOW!!! It's been a while since Grandy has had 2 sticks to rub together for a brain time to sit down and write you all a post while NOT under the influence of pain meds.I won't bore you with all the gory details, but I will confirm that it appears the stone is still there. Had a procedure last week, so the doctor could go and "get" the stone. Now we insert a lot of blah blah blah, stone was not in

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I think it's safe to assume that when Grandy is out in public, the adventures never stop. It's sometimes a good thing when there are people around to witness the hilarity that ensues. And then there are times that...well...you almost wish that there were no witnesses, because when there are, you will NEVER live it down.Case in point...Grandy's most recent adventure.The scene: VERY fancy and

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There have been a few things that have always stumped Grandy.Why is there a lock on the door at a 7-11, which is open 24hrs?What is 3G? (Really, please don't define it for me because my next question will be who cares?)Why are the bedspreads at Motel 6 so hideously UGLY and PAINFUL to look at?One thing that has always caused me to scratch my head is braille on the buttons at a Drive-Thru ATM.

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Self;Since you decided to spend the first day of the New Year absolutely hung over relaxing in your jammies, and watching a Barney Miller marathon, you are on the right track. I am not going to let you make any resolutions this year.You were WAY too damn serious this last year. Who cares that there were moments that you felt like you couldn't keep it together? BUCK UP GRANDY!!You have some

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Guess what folks?!? UPDATE!!!Grandy followed up with the Urologist (like a good little girl) first thing Monday morning, from work. She held off on taking any pain meds that day because she had a HUGE presentation at 1:00, but had a back-up plan for taking the meds on my way out the door AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Urologist office tells Grandy, "Our first opening is a week from Tuesday."::blink blink:

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***Warning: The following post may be written under the influence. It has been a while since Grandy has BUI (Blogged Under the Influence) of medication...but she wanted to warn you in the event of moments of rambling...beyong her normal rambling...in fear of babbling.***Grandy has pretty much established that she brought on the sucky year she's had. She had coined Suck-It2008 & Bring-It2009,

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Dear Friends & Family, Wow! I can't believe another holiday season is upon us. It's been an amazing year! Bob got that big promotion at the Extenze plant. He's been really selling the "dick-ens" out of those little blue pills (forgive the pun). No complaints from his female boss either. All those long nights of work with her have finally paid off, and she gave him the promotion AND a raise. I'm

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Grandy knows exactly where this street is. I did not take this picture but if I had witnessed this, I would have most certainly approached the baby and stood between it and traffic.All while saying W-T-F?!?

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Grandy has NOT been a very good girl this year. She knows this. In fact, she knows that there may very well be a special place in hell gift waiting for her on Christmas morning.Grandy does have a small problem, however. Despite all the chiming bells, decorations, and massive ass crowds holiday shoppers, Grandy has had some difficulty mustering up the Christmas spirit.She has tried watching all

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Although these comments aren't as funny as previous episodes of "Things You Hear At My Desk", they are indicative of the how much fun we have in Grandy-land. There are few things I WON'T say to ANYBODY. Grandy tends to use the "out-loud-voice" whenever possible, regardless of your title. It's not that I don't have any respect for authority, or recognize the importance of a position...quite the

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YEARS ago Maury Povich used to have a pretty good talk show. Somewhere along the way, the producers of the show turned him into a bit of a daytime Jerry Springer.I rarely catch any daytime TV (having sworn it off with my medically induced sabaticals) but I had noticed the commercials for the program usually centered around the subject of paternity testing. I once caught an episode where the poor

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In trying to reconnect with some of her long lost blogging community, Grandy came across a great post over at The Junk Drawer. Kathy has a great way of sharing her silly moments, laughing at them, and making us all laugh with her. Hmmm...wonder why Grandy likes her? Well recently she posted Careful Where You Stick That, which of course lured Grandy straight to reading. She talks about a silly

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Lots of my friends and family are having birthdays lately. Yes, I know they have birthdays all the time, but it seems to be that many of them are having MILESTONE birthdays.Hubby turned 40 last week, Brother turned 40 a few weeks ago, along with some other friends. Some of my friends have hit 50 this year, and several have hit other milestones. This poem made me laugh out loud...and I hope it

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Recently Grandy has been introduced to a new adventure. GOLF!Golf is NOT an easy sport. You are hitting a small ball, not much bigger than a shooter's marble, with a very long "stick", to find a hole that is FAR AWAY. Really? Who invented this game? I haven't done any homework on this, but I imagine it was someone with a little too much time on his hands.While Grandy participated in her first

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A heavy word that carries more weight than anger or sadness.We have all been faced with moments where our parents have said, "I'm not mad ... I'm just disappointed."Some synonyms for disappointment are failure, defeat, frustration. While learning about different personality types, Grandy has always fallen into the category of that upper right quadrant. It never fails what the test is, the

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I'm not even sure what to say about this picture. I do wonder...The guy taking the picture...Did he ever WARN her?Good grief!!

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Grandy has been going through the interview process, on the other side. Since moving up in my company, we have been on the hunt for looking for my replacement. During this time, I've been doing the full-time job of 2 people (as usual) while trying to make things happen in the new position.There's something interesting about interviewing people for the position you've put so much into. The people

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This is a great picture to post on a weekend post.Really...Dr. Suess has taken on a whole new meaning with this one. This post is dedicated to all my blogging friends who can appreciate the humor.CHEERS ALL!!

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This picture absolutely made me laugh.We have all had our share of bottle goggles on, while under the influence. But to be the one that knows you are what the end result once those goggles are on...That is AWESOME!!There must be a certain confidence in walking into a bar, knowing you only stand a chance between the hours of 12:30 am and 2:00 am. Think of all the money one would save by not

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When having a tough day, everyone should stop by The People of WalMart site.Their whole site could be referred to as the "WTF" site. I know I get a giggle and feel a bit better about my life. Let's call it picture therapy. :)Check out THIS picture of true love in the aisle of WalMart.Sing it with me ladies, "Don't you wish your girlfriend was HOT.LIKE.ME?"OH YEAH!!!

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Grandy wants you to know that she may have been born at night...but it wasn't LAST night.When we posted Ty's dirt bike on Craig's List, we knew we were pretty new at trying to sell stuff online. But hey, people buy and sell stuff online all the time... We can do this.When your first email, offering to buy the dirt bike came in without you seeing it, Grandy was first a little blinded by her joy at

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So someone emailed me recently and said there were less than 60 days to Christmas.Grandy is NOT feeling in the holiday spirit at all lately.I realize the house on the left may seem a bit Hum-Bug like...but I have to give the guy props for creativity.

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Grandy can't believe it's been a week and a half since getting the opportunity to post on this blog.This sign pretty much indicates the state my life has been in for some time. Unfortunately...I've gotten to close to this platform's edge and am on the verge of getting "sucked off". Hang in there readers...I will come back soon.I just didn't want you to think I was physically hurt somewhere...or

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It's that time of year.Are you going to help?What will you be doing?Raise awareness folks... SAVE THE BOOBIES!!!!

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Gentlemen Beware.Grandy learned a joke the other day.What do you get when you cross PMS with a GPS?A BITCH WHO KNOWS HOW TO FIND YOU!!!

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October 3, 2007: Functional Shmunctional is BORN with this post.October 3, 2008: Grandy has to undergo surgery on the 2nd, but still manages to pre-post so that she doesn't miss her 1st Blogversary on the 3rd, while she's in the hospital.October 3, 2009: *blink blink* Really? NOTHING?!? How does Grandy blow this exactly? No telling...but we suspect Grandy has been trying with all her might to

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Several months back, Grandy posted about someone who was stealing her lunch from the fridge at work. It was a bit of a rant, but it made her feel better. Grandy knows who it was stealing the food, but never confronted him about it. Just knowing it was him...was enough for me. The enabling Grandy even started to bring a little extra. I figured, hey, he must really need it.Recently Grandy came

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Grandy's recent celebration for the work win, was unfortunately pretty short lived. Regrettably, there's just so much going on in Grandy's head, and her heart, that makes it difficult to truly celebrate big things.I suppose that would be a good thing that works in my favor in sales. You don't celebrate the big win for too long, before you are already focusing in on the next win. I will admit that

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Grandy is really excited.Can you tell?REALLY EXCITED!!!Wanna know why?At the end of last year, Grandy decided she needed to focus on her professional growth. She's been doing the same job for 6 years, and in the same industry for 14 years. (Yeah, I did start when I was 7...yeah-huh!)Grandy went to her bosses and said..."I want to do this!" Bosses looked at her like she was a dumbass bit crazy,

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Grandy has had this picture saved for some time. I can't even remember if I've posted it before, so I'm sorry if I have. Looking at this picture, Grandy wonders a few things.How many people actually stayed in the plane, to see if it would take off with the duct tape. If the guy who put the tape on the wing is still employed at the airline.If the airline served free drinks to all passengers who

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Grandy has only been doing Facebook since February. Since that time, there have been a few little hiccups in the "friend" department, but nothing that Grandy couldn't handle. There was one girl who was not really ever very nice to Grandy as a kid. Why does she want to friend me now? That's odd. Not thinking much of it, I went ahead and accepted her. I just don't pay any attention to her when

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