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Musings, Thoughts, and Ponderings of various sorts.  

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When Someone Calls You a Workhorse

So on Monday a coworker (the one who moved to a corporate project assignment but is still located in Hooterville) asked me to go to a working lunch.  Yes, the mental drawbridge went up even though I accepted because she is heading the transfer of power knowledge transfer of accounts payable being outsourced (to India, a lovely country but on the opposite side of the world presenting logistical issues).  And last month end (really quarter end - which meant I had more to do) which was their first
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My Monkeys Fly

I've got one of those things going at work right now.   One of those areas I audit.  Only they've changed corporate policy and there has been a huge crack down.  So after the Controller had a meeting (that I happily was not part of) and gave everyone the new status quo of only in an emergency are you allowed to do that - I am now in the roll of clean up from old policy and and enforcement of new.  Naturally people cannot follow directions.    By now these people really should have some of t
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Another Bright Lights Mally Newsletter

There's a thread on this but I believe it's been achieved and I've decided that I would rather blog these instead.   link to the thread. In short - I used to co-teach Bright Lights.  A program for girls written by Sarah Mally.  I've had to listen to records with both Grace and Sarah Mally speaking.  And I'm perpetually on their email list.   I've gone back to church recently and discovered that Bright Lights has died out.  The person I cotaught with who championed it let it
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He's Back! (Mr. Crankypants)

Yeah - my favorite work related person in the whole wide world (read that dripping in sarcasm, please) is back.   I'm less than amused. this would be the guy I thought we got rid of in January when I made what I thought was our final royalty payment.  Which, thanks to two different pantents in two different countries we still owe royalties to for the rest of the year.  Not even going to go into the potential of licensing fees for this guy because he copyrighted something that would be
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Wait! Do You Think I Think That's An Emergency?

It might be Monday.  My usual attitude is, well, see the minion photo below.   Today, however, I pull up my email and find an email from yesterday (okay I saw it on my phone last night but didn't really read it).  Now per my check of the calendar - yesterday was Sunday and nobody has ever told me that I need to check email for costing requests on the weekend.  Hand on, let me backup.  Said request is not from one of my people.  Oh no.  The cost accountant (someone I helped train) for anothe
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Influencer & Vlogger Peeves

I know, it’s been a while since I’ve felt moved to write.  And that is write ANYTHING.   And yet here I am inspired, and on a vacation day so hey, let me grab the keyboard and write a blog entry. I’m one of those folks that detests when people talk and eat at the same time.  Honestly, it brings out my “Inner Elsie” (my grandmother) and I get extremely grumpy about it.  And this goes beyond the internet.  In all seriousness I don’t want to see or hear you eat.  I don’t want to hear your
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I'm Sorry, I Can't Call Him That

Sorry folks.  I'm having trouble calling President Loudmouth by 45.  I just can't.  45 reminds me of a song by Shindown.  And I don't want to ruin the reference to 45 in my mind.  
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Grouch Zone

Oh yeah - they took me there.  And it might be a good thing that we're in different states.  I'm covering costing for another location.  The previous cost accountant left.  This is a threepeat for this location.  And apparently they have yet to get the memo down there that 'my way IS the highway.'   I'll spare you the boring cost accounting dork details and leave it at, if you want me to cost part 1234.  Please do not refer to hasn't been bought in more than 3 years part 5378.  Corporate ch
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I Know It's Around Here Somewhere!

So, some months ago - probably July?  August?  When i glanced at the calendar and went ooh yeah November.  What are you going to write.  I had a few thoughts.  One thought was an ongoing, growing idea about a fundie cult with eleventy kids each that live on a compound (no really, where did that idea come from?  and based on that why would I be loitering about the interwebs with you folks?  I have no clue).  At that time I thought, you know you did some background work on character H at one point
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Almost Time To Bid Adieu To Mr. Cranky Pants

I just realized that for the first time in over five and a half years I'm actually excited to begin royalty calculations.  I know, I know, but No, I don't need my head examined. Allow me to explain.  We have a person we pay royalties to (actually we are now up to 4, but I never hear from the others - needless to say - I like the others) who to call him Mr. Cranky Pants is being kind.  I've been told I was kind for this description.  I can refer to him around her by that name and a lot of fo
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No Clues Today

Not a single clue in sight.  Nope, not here.   I'm having one of those mornings.  I had hoped that maybe the stupid that chased me around on Firday would have ran off and gotten lost, but no.  I believe it lurked here all weekend waiting for my return.  
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Start The Car

I've been surfing Youtube lately.  And I encounter music from back in the ay (the 80's) that gives me the happies   I need the happies this week.  A few times so far this week I have wanted to leave work, go home and revert to sucking my thumb and twirling my hair.   Adulting has sucked.  Work has sucked.  I have another canker sore.  But I drag myself through.  And music has helped. I had found some Black N Blue videos over the last week or so.  I'll be shallow - the bass player was cute.
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And Away She Goes

Let’s talk your parent with dementia and what’s referred to as ‘running.’     My mother, until I put her in memory care, was a runner.  I found out the hard way.  Actually, Mom and running is why I put the pieces together and discovered that something more than ‘she’s old and her memory is fading’ was wrong to begin with.  I received a call in May 2014 from a deputy with the Douglas County, Kansas Sheriff’s Department.  I’ll be forever grateful.  He had the wisdom to get my information
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Being Okay Enough to Decorate

So this year I feel 'okay' with Christmas.  Not great.  But okay.  I'll take okay.  The previous 2-3 years were hard.  And, yes, mom and dementia and being burned out from stress had a lot to do with the last 2 years but the year before those (circa 2013) I wasn't okay with Christmas and I had no clue what was coming at me related to my mom.  Among the things I kept from my mom's was certain Christmas decorations.  The tree, the ornaments I left all of those.  The items I kept were made by
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No Place Like Home

So at the very end of May (after Memorial Day) I was drafted by Boss 3 (Boss 1 is my immediate supervisor, Boss 2 is his boss, Boss 3 is over him) to go to a recent acquisition because disaster on the books related to inventory and costing.  In addition to Boss 3 another costing expert and 2 controllers (both of who have been working with this location) were there.  I haven't traveled for work since November 2012.  The Mom situation kept me tied to home (more or less) for a couple of years.  I d
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Path/Nothing Else Matters - Cello Style (Rock Cellos)

Sunday the vocalist for my favorite cello band (Apocalyptica) shared a video of Apo with Emil & Dariel (aka RockCellos) in Tampa.  Apparently Emil and Dariel were on America's Got Talent (a show I don't watch).  And they've caught the attention of Apocalyptica who had them join them onstage over the weekend on their current US tour.   Since I have yet to figure out how to link to an Instagram video and I have yet to find someone posting a youtube video of this performance I'm linking to
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Traveling with a Grown Kindergartner (Breakfast)

Now that I have made Boss 1 and Boss 2 laugh at my stories of eating with Boss 3 (they have both had the experience of traveling with this man) it is time to share it with you. We all know that Boss 3 has an attachment to certain chain restaurants.  it borders on legendary.  We have not had a Chik-Fil-A here that long and the staff already knows him.  One coworker has vowed never to eat at Chik-fil-a without him.   We flew to Connecticut on Monday.  Tuesday breakfast at the hotel was a
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Thank You For Your Suggestion

So yesterday I saw a meme on Facebook that made me go hmm.  It triggered - or rather confirmed a direction for my writing.  My writing has been on hold for a while.  For many reasons that I'm going to spare you here.  Because that is not the point of this entry.   Although the start over in the meme is what I'll probably do with the project that won't go away.  That I tried to set aside and, yes, is again nagging at me.   And when I shared, I did put a line or two about my writing w
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I Love Her, I Hate her

Don't get me wrong.  I actually do love my sister.  Except when I do not.  And she has made it really really hard to love her in the last (doing the math here)  3.5 years.  (no really last 'contact' was June 2014 in a cryptic 'stand down, I'm alive' Facebook post - oh and this was in the period when I was getting Mom diagnosed with dementia and dealing with drive-offs and actually needed to talk to her).   And yesterday was her birthday.  And Facebook likes to remind me of this because her
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Oh Look, A T-Shirt

I got beckoned to the boss's office yesterday afternoon.  Mind you I was in the middle of month end related activities.  The reason?  Here's a T-shirt.  Fine.  Really?  I had to stop my work to come pick up a T-shirt.  With a nifty company logo and something about safety on the front chest area.  Fine.  Nice.  I'm not wild about printed t-shirts at this point in my adulthood.   And I'll be honest - I tend to toss most corporate printed crap given to me after I leave a company.  There are so
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Watergate & My Crazy Aunt

So The Impeachment of Trump 2.0 - and my ability to pay attention to it due to Covid Pandemic Work From Home World is generating some memories for me.  And I'm returning to my long neglected blog here to record (and share) this one. I was 9 or 10 years old in 1974.  Fourth Grade.  My parents marriage was dying - Mom Divorced Dad that year.    We moved that summer.  But before we moved, I have this very vivid memory of being highly upset one Saturday morning, because the next Saturday mornin
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Rally Mantis and Music Loveing Kittens

Okay - I am not a baseball fan.  But the ongoing story of Rally Mantis - a praying mantis rescued from the trash by a KC Royals player in the dugout a week or so ago that is now a good luck charm/mascot of sorts is amusing me.  Rally Mantis is now going on the road with the Royals.  Yay Rally Mantis.  http://www.kansascity.com/sports/spt-columns-blogs/for-petes-sake/article95260647.html And yes - I think Praying Mantis are interesting.  To this day I feel bad for not pulling over one d
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Things I Can't Relate To

Reading the local news online yesterday I encountered one of those things in life I can't relate to.   In our fair city, the ebil school board is redrawing lines for a couple of the junior highs to combat overcrowding.  The article I read on said subject quoted a parent whining because of the number of schools their kid has gone to.  Without moving.   Unhuh.  Let me do the math on my personal history.  We moved between kindergarten and first grade.  Mom divorced dear old dad and we moved
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Leoti Supercell (By Stephen Locke)

Politics aside, I often miss my home state of Kansas.  (I now live in the middle of a neighboring state - no, it's not quite the same). I stumbled 5 (or more) years ago into a photographer/storm chaser via author Nancy Pickard.  He shared this on facebook this weekend.  http://www.stephenlocke.com/blog/2016/10/30/leoti-supercell-by-stephen-locke  
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