Something sure smells fishy....

Okay, I will confess that I have not read a great deal on the whole situation with the Raiders and their coaches that don't seem to get along. My husband is an avid reader of sports, and well, he is my Cliff Notes. But, you don't really even need a Cliff Notes version of the situation, just do a search on, Google, Yahoo, MSN, Bing...any search engine and read the first line of every entry and you and pretty much see that everyone things something just does not add up.

I work in a felony probation office and I see people coming in for much less so to me...it appears that Tom Cable got off the hook. Makes you wonder, does he have naked pictures of someone? Or, is it the owner of the Raiders that pulled some strings...oh...maybe the naked pictures are of the owner. Anyway you look at it....they found a way for 2+2 to equal 7.

Proudly I can say that I am not a Raiders fan, I am left wondering why anyone would be.

Does the Raiders organization have a side business selling seafood? Something sure smells fishy...

New admiration for ducks....

I am currently in a job that, well I hate. But in this economy a job- is a job. It does not help matters that I am not an educated person. Yep, I am one of those low life Americans who never pursued a college education. Though I need to make that plunge soon, I know it will make my husband more proud of me, as well as hopefully open more doors for me employment wise.

At work, oh who am I kidding at home, in life generally I let little things get to me too much. I guess, if I am to be honest I have done that my whole life. Sarcasm, though I use it myself quite often can cut me to the core. Yes, in my heart know the person serving it up did not mean to say anything in a hurtful manner. I don’t mean it when I serve up sarcasm.

Life can be a challenge, here I am 46 years old trying to change my soft shell. Doesn’t help that my Thyroid is out of whack, and it sure does not help that, did I mention my age…the big M word is likely coming on as well.

My new plan of attack at work is to be a duck, and my office is the water that is just going to roll off my back. I even stumbled upon a dog toy at our grocery store, it is a Mallard duck, I have named him Mel. If nothing else he has brought some laughter into the office.

And…okay, so I am going to apply this plan of attack to life in general.

I have always loved ducks, but, now I have a new admiration from them….

I have been neglectful...

I have been quite neglectful with updating my blog, I have not even been changing my "name of the week". When my husband mentioned this name I really thought he was messing with me, but, there it was on Wikipedia, he is a living breathing former race car driver....the one and only....

DICK TRICKLE

This one is "Name of the year" worthy...don't ya think.