Bob Owen

Monday, May 16, 2011

Sunday, October 10, 2004

I'm posting with my friend Ross now at Three Sheets to the Wind.

Thursday, April 29, 2004

I had the mother of all headaches today. It came suddenly, creeped up the back of my neck and settled nicely inside my skull. I slept for 3 hours, and I'm still feeling awful. Unfortunately child #2 receives first communion on Sunday and the list of things that needs to be done is endless. We did however conquer painting and re-carpeting the family room. Thanks to my parents, my house is lookin' pretty darn good.

I discovered during a shopping trip, that child #2 got the shopping genes. He browsed the boys clothing and picked out some things for himself. Most boys would spent the whole trip complaining, but not my boy. I'm so proud!

I'm resurrecting Bob's blog because I need to bitch. I'm not even going to censor the language, I'm letting it fly.

Target. Great store, it has just about everything I need and one thing I don't. A person asking me if I want to save 10 percent and open a Target Visa. EVERY time I shop there, whether I'm spending $5.00 or $500.00 they ask me if I want to open an account, and EVERY time, my answer is NO. STOP ASKING! And, remove the person who stands near the entrance and stops every single person to see if they want to open an account.

On a similar note, I went to the Twins game on Monday night. They had several kiosks all over the hallways to open a Twins Visa account. Enough already. Who does these things anyway?

Next bitch.

Work ethic. Does anyone under the age of 30 have a sense of work ethic? I don't think so. This week, one of my co-workers spent the entire time she was at work whining about how sick she was. Do you know why she was ill? I'll tell you. She was ill because she was out until 3:30 a.m. drinking and was hung over. She proudly reported that she drank a whole bottle of champagne by herself. Congrats! So not only did she whine the whole shift, do the minimum amount of work she could, but she also left early. She'll go far in this world.

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

My husband plays bandy. It's like a cross between Hockey and Soccer. The rink is bigger, they play on skates, but they use a small orange ball, and the sticks are smaller. He started playing last year with his brother and some friends.

Yesterday, an e-mail arrived asking the men if they knew any women who might be interested in playing bandy on a womens team they were forming. I saw the e-mail before he did. All evening long I waited for him to ask if I wanted to play bandy. Did he? No. Finally, I tell him that I want to play. He about fell over. Then he laughed. He didn't think I was serious, it took me about an hour to convince him that I should/could/would try to do this. It reminded me of this other time that I tried to convince some other family members that I wanted to play soccer. They scoffed at the idea.

I now have to see if can skate on hockey skates.

Monday, October 13, 2003

I went to the dentist today for a cleaning. It's been just over 4 weeks since the incident where the softball took out one of my front teeth. My mouth is still a mess. The cleaning was so painful, I wish I had taken some pain medication before the appointment. I dislike the dentist anyway, and today was a vivid reminder as to why I dread going to see them every 6 months. I guess in that regard I fit into the Owen family well, as my husband and his mother also have a special dislike for the dentist.

It has been a blah day otherwise. I feel a little blue, as you can probably tell by the previous post, and I really want to crawl back into bed until morning. Unfortunately, I have to work tonight at 7:30.

I watched an intriguing movie last night. The Life of David Gale. It was an interesting movie that really made me think. I get all of my movies from I love their service. Check it out.

We have an awesome neighborhood. Last night, we had 8 kids playing and running through the leaves in our back yard. No TV, no video games, just outdoor fun.

With that said, I feel lonely.

Right now, in order to get my mothers attention, I think Iwould have to say that someone was hospitalized, or the house was on fire. She is preparing for my sisters wedding on November 1st. All of the conversations revolve around seating arrangements, wedding cake, and the design of the place cards. I feel invisible. My sister, thankfully, still has time for others. I had an awesome time at her house on Friday watching the Gophers lose, but often times its hard for us to get together too, she always has friends that are available to do stuff with her.

I really have very few friends. Don't pity me, it's my own fault. At one time I was really bad at maintaining friendships. I so envy the relationship that my sisters in law have. Yes, they are sisters, but it's also like they are best friends. They have lunches, weekends at the cabin, just hanging out. I don't have anyone to do that with. When they get together, or my sister and my mom, I feel like the red headed step child. Maybe I am. I know there was a time that I wasn't a great sister, sister in law, daughter, or daughter in law, and for that I'm sorry. I'm not good at relationships I guess.

It's time to get some house work done.

Thursday, October 09, 2003

Toilet etiquette.

Yesterday I went into a public restroom at a nicer department store. I walked into the stall and there was toilet paper neatly placed all over the seat. It seems that there are a small population of women who believe that they will catch diseases from toilet seats. I don't know what the llikelihood of catching a disease is, but what I do know is, you ought to be beaten if you can't at least dispose of the toilet paper that protected your oh-so delicate behind. Ugh.

Wednesday, October 01, 2003

Happy Birthday Hank. My father in law turned, um, 40 today, yah, thats it, 40. Rather than praising all the wonderful things he does, like Cathy in the Wright would do, I thought I would just go for sucking up. It suits me. Speaking of sucking up, your freshly baked, home made (crust and all) apple pie is in my oven as I type. Enjoy!

I love apple season. It is only 2nd to rhubarb season, which by far is my favorite season, because I love to bake with rhubarb. I could go on like Bubba from the movie Forest can make rhubarb sauce, rhubarb pie, rhubarb cake, rhubarb crisp and rhubarb get the picture. The house smells wonderful from the pies baking which makes the task all the more enjoyable.

Monday, September 29, 2003

Today there was a shooting at the Hennepin County Government Center. A lawyer and his client were shot by the other party involved in his clients case. A couple of things bugged me about the media and the reporting on this case. Channel 5, KSTP, an ABC affiliate spent over an hour when they normally wouldn't be on the air playing and replaying interviews and press conferences that didn't tell us anything new. The 2nd thing that really bugged me, (probably because I'm female and have a law enforcement degree) was when Hennepin County Sheriff Pat McGowan gave the run down on the events. McGowan said "at 10:17 a female deputy sheriff radioed a call for help. If this deputy had been male, would Sheriff McGowan have said a male deputy sheriff called for help? I don't think so. I also don't think it's signifigant that the deputy was female, and it surprises me that it was written in such a way as to give the deputies gender considering that the person who most likely wrote the press release is female.

Homework. My 9 year old has lots of it, which means I have lots of it. He needs supervision to make sure he has it done. Saturday he had to write a book report, unfortunately he still had 150 pages to read, and he left the book at school. This is where it becomes work for me, I had to go to the library to get another copy of the book so he could read, and then write his book report over the weekend. I don't remember having this much homework when I was a senior in high school much less in 4th grade. Is it the school, or just that times have changed.

I'm off to pound the pavement so to speak. I'm trying to get a 2nd job to supplement our income being that soon the bleepin' snow will start falling and the golf course where I currently work will close. I've never really had to go from place to place trying to find work. I find it all very interesting, and being I am trying to get a bartending job, it makes me hungry going from restaurant to restaurant all day.

I have great memories from a couple of years ago, when every Sunday was spent at my parents home with food, beverage and Vikings football. Last year, I had no interest in watching them, but this year I think it may be time to re-kindle the Sunday afternoons at my folks. The Vikings were so much fun to watch yesterday, and to make this week even better, the Twins play the Yankees tomorrow in the first game of the play offs.