Sunday, November 28, 2010

ThanksGiving Day Meaning to Me

Hi all you crazy Bloggers Just what does Thankgiving mean to you?
I know the intended meaning of it. You are to share your bounty of a good meal with those you love. Or is it supposed to be with those less fortunate than yourself? I think the real meaning has gotten all mixed up. I grew up thinking it was a time to get together and have the young kids clean up after a good old family
"Drunken Brawl". I remember sitting in the woods just waiting for the big blow out. Me and my cousins would try to get in a good visit before all &*%% broke out. I don't think there was any of our Thanksgiving days that did not go as what I perceived as normal.
So as for my kids and me, this day, I tried to make it meaningful. Before I divorced we would cook together and sit down together and say a little about what we were thankful for. Now I really don't make a big deal of it. If we are fortunate enough to have money for a good dinner, I buy, cook, and we eat. And sometimes we opt to just go out to a place that is serving dinner like Ryan's. There is no tradition in my house any more. We just make sure that everyone knows that we love and appreciate each other. I am not sure why I don't care for  tradition. Maybe it is because I feel like it has no true meaning. That they are just going through the motions of what they are used to. Or do I just don't care. When I was in the Army I loved it. I did not have to think. They do all it for me. Sometimes I wish it was like that again. But it ain't.
Should I try? Does any one even care?
Oh well. See ya? Ellen

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Unit 6 Post: Work Issues!

Have you ever felt like telling a co-worker that they are making your job harder just because of the way they do their job? Well, I am here to say "I HAVE".  How do people do it? I mean the way they are always saying what is on their minds. Even if it is a load of @@@@. I can't just say what I feel or think because I don't want anyone to think less of me or be angry with me. But I see people do it all the time. Is it just a self-esteem issue with me? Or am I just a wimp?
I am going to try to start speaking up at work. I know what the job is and I do it well. So when I see someone not doing what they are being paid to do, I will try to speak out. First, do you think I should ask them if they know what they are doing and if I could mention what could help them do a better job?
My director told me ,one time, when I was being ask what would I do to make the job go better that "Ellen everyone is not like you!" I still have not figured out if that was good or bad. I just told her that folks should find something to do that is related to work. If there is something to be done. I always do extra things at work and it is always to make it a better work environment.
I guess I am different, but I do know that I am going to become more opinionated when it comes to others not meeting me half way in the middle.
Would you worry what others think of you? Just because you want the work place more conducive to work!
Well, that is all I have on chest today. Until next time, Ellen signing out!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Rainy Days! Chew Tabacco! With Grand Daddy!

It is a dark and rainy day today, this Monday 15th of  November.
I love rainy days. I remember sitting in the wood shed with my Granfather.
He was usually widling, and he always gave me a somewhat sharp knif, a peace of wood, and some of his Black Mariar chew taobaco.
I would usually end up sick. He would give me water and say, "You'll be ok Boy". Yes all my life he called me boy. Until When I was in the Army and I had a Baby girl, Savana. It wasn't until that day, when I laid her in his arms that he said to me, " Well, Ellen, You did a good job!" I don't know if he just didn't know I was a girl because I was a tom-boy or he just wanted a grand son to hang out with. I with I had him here now. He always made me see things as they where. He never wanted to fix my problems, he just told me how things happened to him. And I always got the answer to problems from his story.
Grand-Daddy, If you are listening I miss you and Grand-Mother sometimes so bad my heart hurts.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Post for Unit 5

I totally missed last weeks blog assignment. I thought my previous blogs on days we did not have to blog would count.
 I suppose I was wrong.
So let me cry on your shoulders.
My research paper is not going as well as I hoped it would by this point.
But what is new in my life.
Nothing goes as planned!! School is hard for me, but at the same time I enjoy it. I like to write. It just the reading that gets me sometimes, ya know.
Well I want to go to bed now. It is  2 am and I would like to be awake for tomorrow.
I think my kids feel abandoned since I took on the extra job. It only takes me out of town four days every three weeks or so. They are all of age, Over 18 so I hope I don't warp them. We need extra money for orthodontist and a fourth car. Any one got any tips for me? Just kidding I realize that parenting don't come with a hand-book.
 OK So TTFN Ellen

Tuesday, November 9, 2010


Well I have not been doing to well on my blogging! I got a  new job, it is with my sister Edie. I sit for her at her house. She has live-in handicap  personS.                                                                                                                                                         So When she and her husband are busy I step in and mind the house and it's occupants. I can only do that when I am not working in the lab, doing my Avon selling, or doing something with one of my three kids. Oh, ya, or doing my college work! I am bored so I think I will take up a hobby it is called::                                        KEEPING MY SANITY!!!! LOL!!!!