celebrating 45 years of "meh"

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Travel: Austin, Texas!
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Currently: crazy-ass western robot edition
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Friday 5: Know when to fold ’em

Travel: Austin, Texas!

Remember the Big!Work!Project! that consumed an entire year-and-a-half of my life?

(You: YES KIM YOU WON’T STOP TALKING ABOUT IT.)

It was a large-scale software implementation at our organization – it’s a brand new system that lets us take better control of much of our association’s data. It replaced a system we had for over 10 years. Last month some of my TNP coworkers and I were given the opportunity to travel to Austin, TX to attend a user conference for the software, called Personify. The conference is called … wait for it … PersoniFEST.

We flew out from Philadelphia to Austin via Chicago, and a layover just long enough for me to pee out the first coffee of the day and refuel with the second. (this is life after 40, I’m realizing.) We stayed at the EFFING AMAZING JW Marriott. The networking event was a duck boat tour of Austin!

Coworker D and I on the Austin Duck Boat.

There are a lot of photos so I’m going to pop them behind this tag.

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Currently: crazy-ass western robot edition

Watching: Westworld. I didn’t see season 1 but read the recaps. As a long-time player of MMORPGs, I appreciate the game references and the min/maxxing effort of the Man in Black.

Did you know the taproot of the dandelion can grow down to 10 inches deep and if you don’t get the whole thing it regenerates???

Digging: through dirt, still pulling dandelions. Next year I will have a KILLER front lawn instead of a KILLED front lawn. I now have a plan including what to do this fall. I also planted some herbs after WM built legs for my planters. We might triumph over the rabbits!

Researching: what to plant in this birdbath we found underneath the ivy. It’s now standing up and it’s all cracked, so … garden! It’s a shallow birdbath so it’ll probably be succulents.

Doting: on Ollie, who’s feeling better thanks to a couple days of medications. Look, I’m a realist and I can look up the average lifespan of a cocker spaniel (who is not fat) and Ollie is turning 11 in June. I think once we get his ears clear and his teeth cleaned (and probably all pulled out) he’s going to be a lot more spry. Murphy continues to be a dingleberry.

Working: from home tomorrow. Three cheers for flexible scheduling!

Friday 5: Know when to fold ’em

Hello neglected blog! It’s been a little busy around here, plus at nights I’ve had a sick Ollie snuggling on my lap leaving me no room for my Surface. I used to feel guilty but hey…my blog, my rules!

Ollie has been struggling with more ear infections, topped with a sore neck, which is likely from shaking his head so much. We went back to the vet last night. He’s on a second round of ear drops, anti-inflammatories, and a round of pain meds. We’re trying to get him ready for more tooth cleaning/extractions in May. My poor baguette. They get old so fast.

Random Rittenhouse Square photo from last weekend.


We had one of our Seattle friends in town for a night last week too — did some local touristing. We went to the Mütter Museum. Lots of body parts in jars.

And I continued to rip dandelions out of the lawn. I could probably open a food pantry for the ladies who love dandelion salad. Every weekend I’m going to remove dandelions. I won’t win the battle this year but NEXT year we’ll be in better shape.

Let’s hit up the Friday 5 before Ollie comes back up here for more evening snugs. This week’s theme is “Know when to fold ’em“. Let’s get to it!

BUT FIRST..

Me: I AM OLDER NOW THAN KENNY ROGERS WAS IN THIS PHOTO.
WM, unhelpfully: “I wasn’t alive in 1978!”

1. What did you last place into a file folder?
Dog vaccination records. I’m exciting, I know.
WM, drolly: I don’t think anything you place into a file folder is exciting.

2. What do you know how to fold a piece of paper into?
A paper airplane, a grade-school fortune teller, a hat.
WM, sarcastically: A file folder?

3. What’s your laundry-folding procedure like?
I take the clothes out of the dryer and let them sit in the basket for a least a day. Then I fold them and put them back in the basket. The basket goes to my bedroom and I use it as an extra drawer for a few days. I’ll also throw dirty clothes on top, thinking that it’s a dirty basket. Finally, I put the clothes away with much self-loathing, because it’s time to do laundry again.
WM, quizzically: Fold?

4. When do you next expect to invite someone into your fold?

We had someone stay with us last week – not sure when we’ll have someone come through again.
WM, confusedly: Wait, I can invite someone to fold?

5. When have you slept on a foldaway bed?
We sleep on a futon when we visit Seattle, so last July.
WM, snarkily: Where there’s a fold, there’s a way!

And now because I am older now than Kenny Rogers was in The Gambler, I think I’m going to bed. Also because I know when to walk away and know when to run…

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