Friday, June 28, 2013

Teh Bear Skype Effects

I just have to say, I NEVER get tired of webcam effects.  When I googly eye Teh Dad on Skype, he cracks up.  When he showed teh Stepsister, even she cracked up, and she defriended me on FB, so she definitely doesn't think I'm funny.

Wanna know something else I NEVER get tired of?  Teh Bear..  

So Teh Bear + webcam effects?!?!?!  YES PLEASE!!!

Googly eyes!  FAVE!

Wow, Grandpa, what a big nose you have..  Better to smell you with my dear...

Teh Asian Bear

When he puts on this effect, I always make him talk with a tiny voice in my head.

My, what a beautiful nostril you have, Teh Bear.

Teh Bear when he could have play pro basketball..  not cause his skillz, cause his hair.

Clownin' around?

I think this was his Bear "grrrrr"

Liiiiiiiightbulb. (which we said at the same time) -Gru, Despicable Me 

Teh Bear in high Victorian fashion...  or kinda looking like my undead warlock..  You choose.

This thing was just strange... Very Japanese, if you will.

Teh Bear's cool girl hipster look.  I think the pink really goes well with the beard.

I'm so stunning to talk to that he gets stars over his head.. lol

My little Teh Bear Princess!

normal face  :)

Googly eyed!

Googly eyed w/ glasses, which is still amusing, but not as cool as without the glasses.

My Bear...  I'll claim that, oh yeah.  :)


    This post was written while I was still in Bahrain...  I've been saving this post for a rainy day or something??  Well, now I'm cleaning out draft posts.

You are SO welcome, Gentle Readers.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Fashion doesn't agree with me... #11



Sunglasses, y u gotta be so big?
My face is swallowed up by your largeness.
(That's what she said)

Ok, maybe these are kinda cool.  If the frames were darker, I might have been persuaded.
Maybe its the direct dalmatian link that subconsciously persuaded me.



I feel like I'm wearing those horse sunglasses...

Edna Mode.
I could potentially rock this look.. If I didn't feel so ridiculous.


Tuesday, June 25, 2013

All the chatter... confessions.

I have a confession...  I try to accomplish all my work within the first 2 hours of being at work.  I'm sure that's how the rumors that I don't work get started because people come by in the middle of the day and see me on FB or some other non-work-related-website and they assume that I'm just not doing my work.  Well you see, what happened was, I did all my work, and now I'm just waiting for the daily tasks that come throughout the day that require my attention.  I did all my work in the morning before all the people started needing things from me so that way I wouldn't be interrupted from actual work when they did come in needing stuff.

Isn't that awesome?  And yes, I'm aware that people have complained about me "not doing work" before.  I'm still trying to figure out who was getting all that work accomplished if I wasn't doing it!

I have another confession...  I hate when people feel the need to fill every.single.moment.ever with noise.  Particularly whistling (which gives me a headache) or talking (incessantly).  This feeling of hate is intensified when I am actually trying to accomplish a task.  I might claim to be a master multi-tasker, but recently, that skill has been put to the test by someone who likes to talk a lot.  I appreciate their life experiences but there are times (like 77% of my day) where I appreciate the silence.  Don't get me wrong, I also enjoy conversations every now and then (that other 33%), but when I'm trying to work, respectfully, STFU.  When someone important is in our office, its not necessary to finish your story of how you pushed the rules right then.  When one of the bosses comes in to do tasking, STFU.  Even if your conversation isn't with the person being tasked, you are unbearably distracting.

I have another confession... I thought I was chatty.  I was wrong.  As I get older, I seem to appreciate the silence more and more.  Maybe that's why blogging is one of my favorite pastimes.  It's a quiet sport.  I mean, granted I'm "talking" to my Gentle Readers, but you can choose to read this or not, just like I choose to write this or not.  The only real noises are the soothing sounds of my fingers on the keyboard, the rain falling outside, and sometimes a sigh from myself or Phil... and the less soothing noise of children's programming from my neighbor's television.  But I'd rather hear the low rumbles of children's programming than the incessant chatter for 95% of my work day...

I have another confession... When I am trying to accomplish tasks and there is someone talking, my head feels crowded.  Literally crowded.  It's almost hard to explain, but it's like I can't devote all my brain power to the task at hand because I'm trying to focus so hard on my task instead of the person talking.  I actually had to ask someone to stop talking because I was working on something they had asked me to do, but I couldn't focus on it to properly wordsmith an email because they were talking about shoes or something trivial.

I have another confession... I don't think "Chatty Cathys" are bad people.  But I definitely struggle with them more than other types of people though.  In fact, our "Chatty Cathy" is an unbelievably good leader from what I can tell.  They have the best intentions and seem to have their heart and mind in the game...  but wow can they talk.

I have a second to last confession... I worry that someone from work will read this and it will be misinterpreted.

I have a final confession... When our "Chatty Cathy" left the office for a meeting.  I let out a sigh of relief and other person that was in my office laughed at me and agreed.


PS.  If I hadn't been receiving in-the-moment tasking, I probably could have put in some earplugs.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Adventures with Teh Bear... Part 17

Monday morning was pretty rough.  We both finished packing and started the process of moving out of Teh Dad's.  We had to pack the car up and still leave space for Teh Phil!  I might have gotten poop on myself magically, Teh Bear got pissed off at me for not opening the garage (because I was standing in the kitchen telling Teh Dad to "just smell it and make sure it's poop for me!" and he's the jerk who wouldn't).  In Teh Bear's rage, he ended up hitting Yurtle with Phil's feeder leaving a significant dent.  In my rage we didn't speak except for mission critical communication for the next 3 hours.

I had been telling Teh Bear that NC had a place called Goodberries which was frozen custard.  He's got access to frozen yogurt, but not custard.  I had promised I'd take him while we were in NC, and despite my rage, I programmed Suzy the GPS to take us to the Goodberries in Durham since it was on our way.  Teh Bear was confused, but since we still weren't speaking he didn't know where we were going until we pulled up.  Surprise success.  Phil even got some custard that I had left over.




We finally decided to start speaking to each other, so the rest of the drive back to MD was smoother than the morning had been.  After we got back, I unpacked stuff and started laundry and we enjoyed being still and lazy.




The next day we had planned to get lunch and go on a hike with one of my neighbors, but the hike was cancelled due to the rain.  We still enjoyed lunch at the Blue Wind Gourmet in town.  She told us of her online dating adventures, of getting shot at when she was out one night, and we shared stories of the GC and NC with her.  Teh Bear had never been to Blue Wind before so he was impressed.  I fell in love with the crab and corn chowder, but it's a bit pricy, so we won't be going there on a regular basis.

While we were at the Grand Canyon, my LPO called me to ask me stuff since she was writing me up for Junior Sailor of the Year (JSOY).  The day that we arrived back in MD, I found out that the boards for the JSOY award were during my leave.  Knowing that there were people that knew me on the board, I knew that I had to go to the board.  Before dinner, I sewed on my service stripe (that indicates I have 4 years in the Navy) since the day of the board was a few days after my 4 year mark.  Teh Bear Army shined my shoes and I got everything staged and ready to go for Wednesday.

That night went went to dinner with Teh Humanitarian, Teh Coast Guardian, Teh Flying Metal Mouth, and Teh Korean.  The joke was that I needed to prove to them that Teh Bear was real.  We had dinner at Texas Roadhouse.  We discussed my board being while I was on leave and how it was crappy I had to go in on my leave to do my board, but I had agreed, knowing that getting the board together again (and with people who knew me) was practically impossible.  Like with most Navy things, sometimes you just have to suck it up.

Wednesday morning, I crammed in current events and the name of the new MCPON.  I recited my Sailor's Creed over and over to myself.  I was ready.  My appointment was around 2, but they were running behind so I was at work for at least an hour.  I felt like I had done pretty well.  (PS, since I'm writing this 6 months later, I can tell you that my education counted for half of what it was worth since it was already completed and since I was competing with people who were currently working on their education.  I didn't get JSOY.)

That evening, we had dinner with Teh Singing Cat Lady and Teh Singing Podcaster at Salsa's.  It was Teh Bear's first time there and he definitely enjoyed it.  I've never had nachos that good before.  It was their first time meeting Teh Bear.  We had pretty much stopped counting how much Mexican food we'd had in the prior 2 weeks since it was all so delicious.

After dinner, the most dreaded time of vacation came... time for Teh Bear to pack.  He instead chose to watch the rest of his Lord of the Rings trilogy since he had ordered in Blue-Ray.  I endured as much as I could before deciding it was bedtime. 

The final day, Teh Bear finished his LOTR marathon (much to my stress levels) before getting ready and packing his stuff.  His flight was later in the evening so we weren't in a hurry in the morning.  We arrived at DCA right on time, much to Teh Bear's relief, and he checked in.  I sat with him in the terminal for a little bit since the line for security was short.  Finally, it was time.  We kissed goodbye and he got in line to go back to FL.  I headed to the parking garage, pouting, but holding back the tears till I was in the car.

After a few tears, Yurtle and I headed home.. and vacation was over.


Friday, June 21, 2013

Fill in the Blank Friday #43



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1. My most prized possession is   probably my laptop since it's where I spend most of my life.  Phil would be #2 though because he's a responsibility and I do damn good at it.  

2. If I could be one age for the rest of my life, I would want to be   22-24ish.  I felt invincible then.  Like I could actually do anything I could think of.  And now, I realize that's just not true.  I won't have enough education or experience or patience for things I want.

3. The best way to spend a weekend is   socializing but still carving out time for myself.  

4. My outlook on life is   pretty messy right now, since I can foresee lots of things changing, but they haven't yet and I'm not sure exactly how the chips will fall...  

5. If you want to annoy me, just   act stupid or helpless.  Or talk to me when I'm irritable.  

6. I am completely defenseless when it comes to   smart, independent kids.  If they're like, will you come to my birthday party, I'd be there with bells on.  

7. When dressing for the day one should   ensure you brushed your teeth... oral hygiene is way more important than matching clothes.  


Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Fashion doesn't agree with me... #10

What you can take away from these two photos:
I'm really good at making the same face for photos.
Teh Singing Cat Lady and I are crazy.


Although these could be a pretty super Color Run outfit addition!

We kinda rocked the peach color in this one.

Why would anyone want something like this?  The lips were printed on the lens so you had to look past them!  ICK!

Teh Singing Cat Lady

How about them duck lips?


Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Fashion doesn't agree with me... Special Edition #1


This one time, we got distracted from the sunglasses by hats.....

Teh Bear haz it.

Teh Singing Cat Lady said this hat looked good on me..
She also mention it matched my shirt.
As you can see, I was skeptical... since NO hats look good on me.

I felt like I needed to have tea in this hat.

This thing has seashells?
Who am I?

Oh visors.  We so sexayy.

Teh Singing Cat Lady, "You can't even see your eyes!"
Me, "I know, this is me proving just how small my head actually is."

Teh Singing Cat Lady haz it.

Monday, June 17, 2013