May 3, 2007

Operator Assistance

Our voicemail here at work isn’t working. It looks like it’s working, but it’s not. I can see that I have a message, because the little red light on my handset is on, and the little envelope flashes next to my name on the screen. Plus, because our voicemail is tied into our e-mail network, I have a message in my in-box that shows up as a voicemail. I could access it through my e-mail, but I really don’t like listening to my voicemail through my computer speakers, especially since I share an office with others. The speakers aren’t that great, which means I’d have to turn the volume way up to get it all, and really I don’t need to be blasting my officemates out of their chairs with my voicemail.

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May 2, 2007

I can bring home the bacon

M and I attended a Parents as Teachers meeting last night about “Securing Your Family’s Financial Future For A Dollar A Day.” It wasn’t anything earth shattering, but it was good to get yet another (objective) opinion that we ain’t doing half bad. Usual stuff: throw your change into a big jar and empty it once a year or so, teach your kids good financial habits with allowances and such, install a timer on your thermostat so you’re not heating or cooling your house when you’re not home, use CFLs, start saving for your kid’s college now, and retirement, too. That sort of thing.

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May 1, 2007

Lint, dust and dirt

I’m wearing black today, which is very slimming (so I am told) but also very linty. I hate lint. I have tape rollers stashed everywhere to combat lint, and for M to combat cat hair.

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April 26, 2007

Bye Bye Boeing

Uncle Milt retires from Boeing today. He’s worked there since, oh, birth or so. Seriously, he went to work for McDonnell Douglas right out of school and stayed until, well, until today.

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