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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Dreams Do Come True

There was a time, long, long ago, when I believed with all my heart I would never own a DVD player because they were too expensive. Within a year I won one at my company Christmas party. I'm still using it almost ten years later.

There was also a time in the more recent past when I dreamed of mixing up holiday cookies in a flash with a big, fancy Kitchenaid stand mixer...a red one. This year brought this once unattainable luxury into my kitchen. In a twist of fate, my parents who couldn't seem to ever find a good deal on a cool edge griddle for me, must have gotten a fantastic deal in order to present me my very own stand mixer...in red. As a birthday and Christmas present for this year, it was more than I could have possibly asked for.

And then I woke up today and headed to work. My bosses who surprised me with a Bed Bath & Beyond gift certificate for my birthday...recently exchanged for one fantabulous Ninja...had another surprise up their sleeves for Christmas. Today they presented me with A BRAND NEW CAR! Just kidding. It was just as thrilling, though, when I opened the package to reveal a brand new remote for my car! I had always felt jipped by Tjelmeland when they sold me a 2004 Saturn without a remote. And although they promised to look for one, shockingly enough I haven't heard a word about it since I signed on the line. So today my bosses made it all better. All I have to do is stop in to get it programmed! Hopefuuly I can sqeeze that in before my trip to Wisconsin. What a dream!

Apparently anything is possible!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Confirmed

It was confirmed today that the mayor died from an apparent self-inflicted gun shot wound to the chest.

So sad. I didn't have the pleasure to meet this man, but a lot of the people I work with would consider him a friend. I've heard nothing but great stories over the last two days and the thing that keeps coming up is his smile. His genuineness. His friendly demeanor towards all.

So where is this line that was crossed? What hope do regular schmoes have dealing with troublesome times? It is a deeply disturbing thought for me to contemplate. I still can't quite wrap my mind around it.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

A Newsworthy Day

Today was one of those days you will look back on for years to come and remember what you were doing when.

My day started with shoes. I put on my new pair of heels only to discover I couldn't walk without having them slip off my heels. I hastily changed shoes and stockings and headed out the door with my puppy for a little morning jaunt down the block. Peanut did not enjoy the snow in his paws or the fact that nobody in Springfield shovels his/her sidewalk. He ended up with a paw full of ice and slumped down onto the ground until mommy could work it out. When he got back up and running, he was limping.

By the time I returned home I realized I was limping. Something was wrong with my shoe. Upon further inspection I realized the heel tip was missing from my purple suede platform shoes (purchased in Germany over a decade ago, I might add). I was disheartened to say the least when I had to remove my second pair of shoes for the day and replace them with good, old sturdy black boots. And with that I was off to work.

A quick check on my cell notified me that I would be working from the front desk again today as plans to have it covered by someone else had fallen through. I hit the ground running for day two this week and before an hour had passed we were discussing the possibility of a temp. Hallelujah! She even was available to start this afternoon. Life was looking up.

In the midst of my busy morning I noticed a few members of our news staff hastily assembling and hitting the front doors as they pushed out onto the streets, broadcast equipment in tow.  Within a few more moments I knew that the mayor of Springfield was dead. And that began our day of continuous news coverage.

It is a strange thing to work in media when something quite extraordinarily newsworthy descends upon us. Like I said, it is a newsworthy day for anybody. Most people in Springfield will probably look back and remember when. But to be submersed in it, swimming around in it, and being forced to digest it is another story. I was instantly transported to September 11th, 2001, when I was working at FOX television and watched the footage over and over again all day long. And watching the people watching and listening. And not being able to escape the constant barrage of information coming at you.

I have a whole lot of thoughts about this, but as of this afternoon the police have neither confirmed or denied any specifics about this situation other than the fact that our mayor is gone. I'll be mulling it over more tonight and hopefully tomorrow we will have more answers.

Until then, I will just stop and notice.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Behind

Shocker. I'm feeling behind on my blog too. C'est la vie. I guess that is the theme of the season, right?

I know I have a backlog of pictures on my camera I keep meaning to share, but I don't have an SD card reader at work and when I'm at home I don't think to put them on my laptop, transfer to my flash drive, and bring in to work--let alone find the time during the work day to get them off that flash drive and upload them here. (Christmas note: I could use one of those connector cable thingys for my camera.)

Point being, you'll have to stay tuned for those.

In the meantime, It is Holiday Party Week! Yay for company-paid-for events! I can hardly wait to open my Twelve (actually only seven) Days of Christmas present from my mom with the little gold stars on it. She told me I'd have to open it before my party. I've already enjoyed a new santa coffee mug, Reindeer Blend coffee beans from Starbucks, Reindeer Nibblers from Caribou, and a little decorative tray in the shape of a Christmas tree. (If you're counting, I'm ahead on my gift opening despite the schedule I made for myself.)

I got my holiday stuff out on Sunday and relished the pre-lit and pre-decorated tree I inherited from the radio station last year. It was so easy! (Except hauling it up the stairs.) And even with the tree already decorated for me, I still didn't get everything done on Sunday. I have Christmas boxes and riff raff all over the place. I swear I'll go home tonight and work on that. Or should I go shopping for a holiday party outfit? Hmmm....

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