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Wednesday, October 18, 2017



This is a scary word, isn’t it?  But most of us are used to changes happening in life and have seen a few if we’ve lived very long.  Sometimes they can leave us stunned and surprised, or sometimes filled with sorrow even though it’s expected.  The problem with the unexpected is we don’t know when that ax will fall, or the shoe will drop.

I got hubby from his cataract surgery on Monday.  When he was settled, I went to get a prescription at the pharmacy in our workplace.  I was met by fellow coworkers who were in different states of grief, anger, sorrow, or disbelief, as they all related to me that our beloved boss of seventeen years had been fired that very morning.  I was shocked too, although I expected this for quite a while now because there was a real personality conflict between her and the new regional manager that had been brewing going on two years.  I probably spent way too much time consoling employees, but this was a big deal and still is.  No one’s job is safe at this point and everyone there is on egg shells and, of course, wondering what we can do to reverse the situation.  I couldn’t help but wonder if the regional manager took the coward’s way out and informed our boss by email, or text, because it was her day off.  I prefer to think he met her someplace and discussed this face-to-face.  But I’m sure we’ll never know all these details.

 It's hard to stay quiet when your insides are screaming at the injustice of recent events.

Right now we're all looking for the positive and hoping we'll find it.

One gal was to the point of tears because this boss was like a second mother to her.  Our boss was strict but fair in her dealings with us.  She knew all of us so well without us having to tell her this or that.  I feel so bad that she’s gone when she needs this job to survive.  As we all know it’s hard for older workers to get hired at companies.  Of course I was ready to go home and throw things, or step out into the desert for a good scream.  I believe it’ll be quite a while before everyone is over this.  It’s not going to help matters that we’ll all be seeing way too much of the regional manager in the coming days and weeks.  My gut feeling is that he’ll eventually bring in an outsider to manage us, but we’ll see.  The job is supposedly open to anyone who wishes to apply.

 I guess this is our dear boss now.  She had a contagious laugh and now all that is gone.
So work has lost its pizazz and fun in the blink of an eye.  Now it’s just a job like any other.  Go there, put in your time, mind your own business, be acutely aware of protocol and get your paycheck, nothing more.  Before we were always family, but all of us still respected the boss and were eager to abide by her rules and do the job to the best of our abilities for her.  I’m sure before all this over; we’ll be losing more of our “work family” by either them resigning, or given their walking papers.

 I do believe in karma so it may take a while, but Karma will step in eventually and make amends in some way.  The way people are treated is important so we should do our best to remember that at all times.
I don’t know what the future holds for any of us.  I’m still working there, so I can’t give any more details than that at this time.  At some upcoming time I intend to write about my experiences doing this job.  I think it would make fascinating reading for some of you that have no idea what this kind of work is like.

Sunday, October 15, 2017

A rare opportunity

Every now and then something comes along that I can add to my bucket list.  Last Thursday such an opportunity arose. 

 A town in Westworld
I don’t know if many of you are aware that countless westerns have been filmed in the area where I live.  It’s rugged and wild with a lot of scenery that would lend itself to western programs and movies.  A casting call has gone out for paid extras the producers need for background people for some episodes of an HBO TV series called Westworld starring Anthony Hopkins.  They pay you for being bystanders, feed you and also supply your costume of 1890’s apparel.  “Where do I sign up?”  I asked when I found out about this from a friend at work who does food demos with me.  Why not?  This would certainly be an experience to remember and something I’ve never done before.

The town of Westworld

Thursday night I decided to check with my old friend Google to find out more about this show as I don’t have HBO on my channel list for TV.  Maybe some of you have seen this television show.  For the ones who haven’t, it’s a western sci-fi, drama, adventure series.  Adults can go to a theme park where they can act out their fantasies of being the characters they want to be from the 1800’s.  The amusement park caters to adults with dark desires.  There is sex and violence that goes along with that.  Or people can be gunslingers in the artificial Wild West that is populated by androids.  Anthony Hopkins plays Dr. Robert Ford, the creative director of Westworld.

 Actors/Actresses in Westworld
What a crazy concept for a show, but that kind of fits into what I expect from Anthony Hopkins.  So I’m in, why not?  I sure don’t have the chance of being picked if I don’t apply.  And what a great experience this would be, if I get picked out of the hundreds I’m sure will apply.

 Actor in Westworld
I had to write a letter sending information about me, sizes for clothing and shoes and current photos.  They want all ages of women and men, but the women have to have long hair so they’ll fit into the time period. 

 Actor/Actress in Westworld
Now several people from my work applied.  We don’t know yet where the filming will take place, but I’m hoping its Snow Canyon State Park because it’s only about a two miles from my house.  They filmed many John Wayne westerns there.  But it could also be Kanab because lots of western TV series from the 1950’s and 1960’s were filmed there.  If that’s the place I hope they bus us there and we’re not expected to drive there daily for filming.  That’s several hours from my house, plus I need new tires on my car.  If several of us at work get on, I’m sure we’ll carpool.  In any case, I’m not worrying about this now.  There’s a slim chance I’ll be selected anyway, depending on how many people apply.

The filming for season 3 is supposed to start soon.  The article said mid to late October, so I imagine I’ll find out pretty quick.  Stay tuned for an update on this.

If you’d like to watch the trailer for season 1, click here.

All photos courtesy of HBO for season 1.

Friday, October 13, 2017

Eeek…A scorpion in the bed

 The small scorpion found in the bed this morning.  I apologize for the fuzzy photo.

Living in the desert I should be expecting anything at any time.  This morning I got a surprise when I found a baby scorpion in the bed, of all places.  I haven’t seen one in the house for a few years, although I know we have plenty of them around.  Thanks to Raven, my little hunter brought his trophy to bed.  I discovered the critter this morning.  It was enough to give me shivers.  I guess the next time I’m lying awake half asleep at 1 AM and hear meowing; I’d better drag myself out of bed to investigate. 

 Raven, my proud scorpion killer
The first thing I did was to make sure both the cats were okay.  They’re fine so maybe a sting from a very young scorpion like this isn’t too bad, if they did get stung by it at some point.  Of course hubby said, “Well, you know there must be more in here.”  That’s a frightening thought that I know is probably true.

We’ll be replacing our carpet in the bedroom with tile soon, something we should have done when we built the house.  Everything will have to be moved out and places found for all that stuff while the work is being done.  We’ll have to take extreme care and remember to never stick our hands into anything we can’t clearly see.  I’ve read scorpions can squeeze into sealed boxes and live there for eighteen months with no food or water.  And each adult can have hundreds of babies.  Oh my!

Luckily, all is well here so far.  But I wonder where the mother to this little critter is and how many siblings he/she has.

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

The torment of an artist’s soul

I read an article in our small paper Monday morning.  It was about the importance of journaling.  I used to be much better at doing that, putting thoughts, drawings, and scribbles down on paper.  It got me to thinking about the artist that lives within me.  I’ve always considered myself an artist and have been so all my life.  I’ve dabbled in about everything art related through the years.  My problem is never having enough time to pursue everything I want to do in any given day.  I don’t think I’ll live long enough to accomplish all that’s in my head

I wondered how I’ll ever manage the Nano (National Novel Writing Month) this year when I can’t even keep up with my blogging.  I’m working too much, trying to do some rewrites on my mystery book, keep up with the house chores and my blogs.  It’s tough to do.  I came to the realization that Nano may be out of the question for me this year.  It pains me to say that unless I use it for notes, or my daily journaling, if I can get into that habit again.  I’ve always wanted to write a book about my experiences as a food demonstration person, but of course I don’t want to post much about that because I’m still working doing that job.  I don’t think my remarks would go over very well if anyone from work read it. 

These birds are having the greatest time.

So I spent some time enjoying the birds today.  They flocked to the birdbath and crowded in there shoulder-to-shoulder.  I love watching them frolicking in the water.  They always tend to do this when the weather is cooler.  Today it’s only 65 here with a cool breeze blowing.  It’s chilly if I’m not standing in the sun.  I do dread the thought of winter coming, but it’ll be here before long now.  Last night we had some very strong wind that sent patio chairs and plant pots sailing around.  I do hate it when it gets like that, but the wind blows hard here in the desert and quite frequently.

More next time.  I must weed out some email now with the thirty minutes I have left before hubby gets home.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Updates from the desert

Boy life sure does tend to get busy all the time, which leaves no extra time for writing.  I hate that but I know things won’t be like this forever.

Luckily, we aren’t working seven days a week now so that’s a good thing, although short-lived most likely, as the holidays aren’t even here yet when we seem to live at our place of employment.  As bad as it is holiday decorations are up all over now.  Xmas stuff showed up the end of September.  This is so disgusting to me.  It seems Thanksgiving is left out entirely most of the time.  Don’t people celebrate this day anymore?  Instead the isles are crammed with Halloween costumes and decorations and Xmas trees, ornaments and gift wrap. 

 Check out this beautiful sunrise
Thank goodness we have still had some decent temps here in the desert.  I know this situation will be changing soon, but for now it’s lovely to have the windows open and of course the cats love that.  I just wished it never got any colder.  I’m not looking forward to those days at all.

Hubby had cataract surgery last week and still has to do the other eye in another week.  His are spread two weeks apart, which I’m sure is because of Columbus Day coming up on Monday.  His experience has been different than mine.  He saw red lights and then white lights during his surgery.  Now is the stage when glasses aren’t really helping much at all (okay for one eye, but not the other one).  But this doesn’t keep him off the computer, or from watching TV.

 This is a male finch sitting on the edge of the water bowl on the patio
I have another eye appointment next Tuesday to see a specialist who comes here from Seattle once a month.  One of my eyes drips and runs constantly.  Supposedly, there’s another surgery to correct that.  The doctor says it’s covered by Medicare, but I have no idea at this point what the copay is or how much it is and what will be done to my eye.  The other eye is responding well to the dry eye drops I’m using in combination with an allergy eye drop.  I don’t know what I’m in for yet, but I’m really tired of having to wipe my eyes every five minutes.  But it’s that or let the tears run down my cheek all day.

 This is the amino acid for circulation.  I'm hoping it works.
When I had my consultation with the foot doctor who took care of the blisters on my feet, I was telling him about my circulation problems in the winter.  This only affects my hands and slightly my feet.  He recommended an amino acid called L’Arginine.  It’s not cheap and is bitter, but I figured I can endure anything to see if this helps.  After all, dead-looking fingers aren’t too attractive and I do have to work with the public serving food.  Plus, I can’t be rubbing them under a hot water faucet several times a day to bring them back to life.  So I started this stuff on the autumn equinox.  It’s powder that I mix with white grape juice.  There will be an update on this later.

In other news, car problems are an issue again.  I now need new shocks on the back of my car and the suspension system has to be serviced and straightened.  (I have to say this is original though and has never been replaced.)  This problem is wearing the inside of my back tires bald.  This repair is over $1.000, so my mechanic suggested I just buy new tires every year instead of doing this repair to a twenty-year-old car.  Tires aren’t cheap either at about $200 a piece, but I can afford to drive the car a while longer this way.  He said I may be able to go longer before replacing tires because I don’t put many miles on the car.  This is still in the thinking stage so hopefully the car will cooperate a bit longer before I have to replace the worst back tire.

 This is Jamie and Claire from Outlander

Here's Jamie from Outlander.  What a hunk of man and so brave and chivalrous.
Working doesn’t allow me much extra time so usually after dinner I try to watch recorded episodes of Outlander on Starz.  This is relaxing time for me.  I got hooked on this book series a few years back and have read all the books, but watching this show makes me want to drag them all out again and reread them.  I simply couldn’t put these books down the first time and even carried them to the kitchen to read while cooking.  If any of you are fans of time travel, historical Scottish highlands, sword fighting, romance and history, you should check this series out.  They are well researched and written and exciting enough to keep you turning the pages to see what happens next.

 The roadrunner preening itself on our wall.
I guess this is long enough for this time.  It’s back to work tomorrow serving free lunch to the Costco members, some of which never buy anything and have told me they are there only for lunch.  I sure hope my golden years aren’t so boring that I look forward to my daily Costco lunch.

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Living in a whirlwind

That’s what my life has been like lately.  I have no time for anything, which is sad to say, or even think about.  I haven’t been on this computer for about two weeks now.  I haven’t had time to write anything to post, although there’s plenty going on that I could write about.  My problem is that I’m working way too much.  I hate to think that the holidays haven’t even started yet!  Yikes!  There are times when I feel I’m too old for this much work.  There’s no energy left over for other things.

Plus, we have a lot of home projects in the fire at the moment.  There are several of those to tell you about, as well as my trips to the mechanic with my car again.  I spent four hours there on my only day off last week.  I know I’ll have to wrap my head around getting another vehicle soon.  That will be a sad day indeed.

Hubby has cataract surgery tomorrow.  I’m off work to drive him about and be there for support.  I sure hope all this goes well.  But, as some of you know, men aren’t always the greatest patients in the world.  One can only hope for a mellow day. 

Bear with me.  I’ll be posting again soon.