Happy Anniversary to Me

Today I celebrate, with no fanfare, my longest successful relationship to date. It is my 25 year anniversary with the major telecommunications company I work for.

I am really proud of this accomplishment, it won’t be celebrated, we all work from home now so no party. I could use the party money and go out to dinner but that would be awkward. Me and my boss, my guess is he is hoping I do not opt for that.

Since I have no other outlet I’ll tell you all about my career so far. Not really a career, more of a happy accident.

I was working three jobs, going to school full time and raising three children. A friend of mine asked if I was ready for a real job and I said sure. She brought the application to my apartment and waited while I filled it out.

The next day the head of HR called me and asked me to come in and test. You see she had been the maid of honor in my friends wedding. Nepotism is a beautiful thing and I have no shame.

I took what is called the Telephone Battery Test, at first, due to the questions, I thought that they were trying to see if I was crazy and not hirable. I later realized the test is designed to see if one is crazy enough to work here.

I also took a typing test and word perfect, I passed, they offered me the position of Operations Clerk. I accepted and the rest as they say is history.

That one job allowed me to quit the other three jobs, I finished the semester and we began to have a normal life. God blessed my family immensely with that open door and I will be forever grateful.

More than the financial aspect I have also made lifelong friends in this company. Too many to list individually, some I still work with, some who no longer work for the company.

I have had positions I have loved, I have had positions I have not loved, but through it all I have been grateful.

Grateful for the training I have received that has allowed me to move on to other departments and jobs in the company. Never getting bored, never complacent, never stagnant.

If you’ve stayed with me thus far, thank you, this is my only opportunity to tell anyone about my 25 year relationship.

A Lesson is Learned

So I did a thing, a bad thing, so bad that I know God was tuning in and shaking His head and saying she’s gonna learn today. Telling the Angels, stand down, this is a lesson she brought on herself.

I had a bad week this past week, and yes, I know, I am not in a war torn country, I have food and a place to live and a job. I could be so much worse. Now on to my issues that were not so great.

My air conditioning went out, it was Tuesday morning and I realized the fan was running in the house but the unit outside was not. I did what any person would do, I youtube’d it and checked a few things. I had recently changed the filter, recently as in 4 days prior, there was no debris blocking the unit. Then it started talking about electrical stuff and I was completely out.

I called my leasing agent and she was on top of it, they could come the next day, which is a blessing, it wasn’t a week out, it was literally the next day. 

The bad thing is Tuesday was hot, it was 85 degrees with no breeze, I do have fans and the house is all tile and wood flooring, so it was fine.

But then came time for bed, as you know I am in full blown menopause and the hot flashes are no joke. I typically keep it at 64 degrees at night. It was 78 degrees in the house, by then a breeze had started and I opened by bedroom windows and had three fans going. My ceiling fan and two floor fans. 

I did not realize the temperature was dropping as much as it did. Needless to say I did not sleep well and when I did and woke up it was freezing and I was congested and my ears were blocked up. 

The air conditioning man came that afternoon and he was very nice, very professional and had it fixed within 20 minutes.

I thought good, I will get to sleep tonight and it will be glorious. That was not the case, I think I was over tired and sleep was elusive. 

So by Thursday I was grumpy and not having fun, top it off with the last call of the day with someone screaming that their service wasn’t working, me talking them down and resolving everything, 30 minutes past the time I was to clock out. I was done, with the week, I did the only thing I could. Retail therapy.

Yes, I took myself to Target and here is where God said let her learn. I allowed Target to tell me what it wanted me to have. Let’s just say I did not do that at Costco the next day.

I have learned a lesson, a costly one, sometimes God allows us to make the mistakes we do in order to learn what He wants us to.

Instead of shopping I should have gotten out my bible and gone to Him to calm my frayed nerves. Lesson learned.

I hope all of you had a much better week and that you do not need to learn a hard lesson the way I did.

As usual, any comments, questions or criticisms can be left here or sent to me at angie@angieworld.com.

Heartburn and Baking Soda

I made a discovery that is life changing, or at least health changing, for me. As you may know, or not, I have been battling heartburn, sever heartburn. For the past couple of years I have been downing Nexium like they are tictacs. Three at a time, along with tums, it has not been fun.

About a month ago I saw a video on TikTok, the woman was talking about this miraculous thing she was doing. She added these two things to water and she is seeing blah, blah, blah, then she said heartburn. I sat up, I rewatched the video to pay attention. She was adding a fourth of a teaspoon of baking soda and a fourth of a teaspoon of pink Himalayan salt to her water.

I thought to myself I have those things in my pantry. I could not go fast enough to the kitchen. Within two weeks I had been able to lower the Nexium to onice a day. I was still drinking coffee and that causes heartburn due to the acidity.

I’m not giving up coffee, then I saw another video of how someone added a pinch of baking soda to their coffee and it cut the acid.

So I tried it, my heartburn has improved 90% after doing that. I am down to having to take a tums every once in a while. I am amazed!

I have not felt this good in a long time, in regards to the heartburn.

I am not a doctor and I am not giving medical advice, I am just telling you what worked for me.

If you give it a try be sure and tell me if it worked for you.

Catch Up and Gardening

I haven’t written in a while and I have a lot to get out, about a lot of different things, so let’s get started.

First, my hair, I have had it cut, to my shoulders, it was a major cut, I do this once in a while, I will have it cut shorter to get all of the dead ends off. I feel so much lighter and I feel it makes me look younger as well. It’s still purple, I love it so much, I cannot express how much I love my hair. It is actually a combination of crimson and purple. My two favorite colors in the world, I know I am old for this trend and I do not care. I want what I want and I am old enough to do it. 

Most women my age are greying, I tell them I am as well, I don’t know why, maybe to try and fit in, but I’m not. I know what you are thinking, why would I do that, I have no good answer, and is that true. It is, my stylist looks for gray every time she does my hair and can find none. Sometimes I find a gray eyebrow hair, my grandmother did not start graying until she was in her ninties, it irritated her, she was often asked if she dyed it, well that was a high insult to someone her age. Only bad women dyed their hair in her day, so to ask that was insinuating she was bad, which she might have been, I’ve heard a lot of rumors. But she did not dye her hair, I do, not because I’m bad, but because I can.

I started dying my hair when I was sixteen, much to my parents chagrin, I was trying to achieve Jamie Finnell red, if you are from Owasso and my age range you know exactly what I am talking about. I have never been able to achieve that look, which is probably for the best, my skin tone was not really meant for red hair. Red haired girls have porcelain skin, I have ruddy skin, which means I have a red undertone. 

Next up television shows, let’s talk Dharma and Greg, I have rewatched that recently and am so mad at how it ended. Can we get another season to tie things up? I know it is years late, but seriously, how could ABC do that to us? I forgot how angry and maddening that ending was, so disrespectful to the fans. Also Bless this Mess, how dare you end that show where you did, I was really mad about that one. 

Next on the list for discussion is gardening, I have planted some vegetables, tomatoes, jalapeños, potatoes, baby bell peppers, red onions, yellow onions, garlic and broccoli. I have started zucchini and regular bell peppers, we will see how they take.

I grew up with planters so it makes sense I would go to that as I age. Plus with the cost of groceries it only makes sense to grow our own. I highly suggest everyone start a garden, become as self sufficient as you can. You can make fun of me if you want but the writing is on the wall, you have to do what you can to protect your families well being.

And lastly, here is my advice for those of you calling into tech support. If you call in screaming, cursing, yelling and generally making a fool of yourself, then tell me at the end of the call that you are a Christian, I will not believe you. I will pray for your soul because, and I want you to pay attention, God can see you and hear you when you are on the phone with one of us. I firmly believe if you want to really know someone, unplug their router, see what happens. I will tell you that I have lost it a few times with a first level tech support person. Like the time I knew that the issue was outside and finally convinced the person to schedule a tech. Then a day later they call me and tell me that they have sent a signal to my router and it is working. I completely lost my mind, because the router was not getting a signal and I know that, how, because this is my job. 

When the tech finally got out there, he discovered that my neighbors moved and instead of disconnecting their service at the terminal, they disconnected my line. He was there a total of 10 minutes, from the time he knocked on the door to the time he fixed it and waited for my service to come back up.

If you need to call tech support and you get to my level, we already know how much you have been through. There is no need to scream at us, there is no need to call us names, I, myself, have been called the C word. And no, that was not for Christian, know that we do have run fresh tests so we can see what the line looks like right in that moment. So, take a step back, a deep breath, and calm down, we will help you. 

I have a lot more, but I’ll save that for later because what is left deserves it’s own discussion with nothing else.

As usual, any comments, questions or criticisms can be left here or sent to me at angie@angieworld.com.

Prepare for the Worst, Hope for the Best

Everyone keeps talking about how things are about to get really tough for all people here, on earth, specifically the United States. Interesting, I say that word due to the fact the ones saying this have more than likely never been through a tough time, financially that is.

I, however, was made for financially unsure times, I was raised by parents who lived through the Great Depression, not only that, they did it in the Dust Bowl. 

Waste not want not was the motto in our household, but before that it was hope for the best, prepare for the worst. 

I, myself, went through very tough financial times after my divorce. Working three jobs, going to school full time and raising three children. That will prepare you for the worst of financial times, I can very literally stretch the proverbial dollar until it bleeds.

One of the things I would suggest to people who have never had any kind of financial struggles is to sit down, write down all of your bills. Formulate a budget, save what you can, and start a garden. 

High gas prices effects for than the dollars spent at the pump, it will cause the price for food to skyrocket. Deisel fuel is more expensive than regular gas. What that means is the trucks that transport produce, meat and other goods will need to charge more, which will be passed on at the grocery stores.

For those of you that do not understand what is happening this will hit the poor people first, then the middle class, then the upper middle class then the rich.

For those of us who grew up with parents that had gone through hard times and those of us who have gone through hard times will fare better than those who have not. Unless they are fast learners, then they should be able to catch up fairly quickly.

I suggest you start preparing now, when you are at the store maybe get an extra can of whatever it is you are buying. Dried beans, pasta and rice are really shelf stable for a long period of time, peanut butter is another good commodity to have in your pantry. 

Planting things is another great way to save, peppers, tomatoes, onions, garlic and potatoes are pretty simple to plant and maintain. 

I don’t know how to can but if you do, it is another great way to maintain a stocked pantry. I wish I knew how, my mom canned everything and also kept frozen fruit that was not store bought. If you have a freezer get things now that are on sale as far as meat goes. 

Do not panic, just be prepared, everyone makes fun of “preppers”, however, they will be better off than a lot of people. Why, you ask, because they were prepared. 

I hope you all get through this time that is really here now, if you are uncertain about how to stretch anything, just ask someone who grew up with Depression era parents or have been poor at one time in their lives. 

My Birthday Present to Myself

Every year I give myself a birthday present, sometimes it’s something big, sometimes something small, sometimes shoes, sometimes my favorite mascara. This year I gave myself the gift of family, I went to see my sister, she was the cake, that i got to see two nephews, their wives and my niece and her boyfriend, well that was icing.

Before anyone in Owasso reads this and gets upset I didn’t see them, I went specifically to see my sister, it has been so long since i have seen her. The last time was at our brother Jesse’s funeral, which was so long ago.

I haven’t seen my nephew Todd for a much longer period, I had not met his wife at all. There were all kind and gracious and welcomed both me and Stormie into their home. I got to visit and reminisce and learn new things about our family and friends.

I drove up there on Wednesday, Storm and I had an adventure, our first stop was the farm to drop off precious cargo. Stormie received a blowout by Elizabeth Anne, it literally snowed Husky fur, she also met the tortoises. After that we started our journey to Owasso, she is a good traveler and never complains about the podcasts or music I played.

We stayed at the Candlewood Suites in town and drove to Todd and Robby’s house to see everyone. In case you are wondering, yes, my family offered to let me stay with them, but I am very conscious of traveling with a dog and do not want to put anyone out. So hotel living it is, which is nice but weird these days. I have stayed there before and the amenities were much more. I wonder if they are having a hard time filling positions as housekeeping only comes once a week. Don’t get me wrong the employees were very nice and advised me if I needed more towels or anything to just go to the front desk and let them know.

I also had to search for the coffee for the coffee maker, the coffee wasn’t in the room, of course I can always ferret out coffee. No fears in that department, I did have a moment of panic, I admit it, the thought of no coffee upon immediately waking was terrifying.

For my actual birthday I was taken to a local Mexican food restaurant and it was good, and they sang to me. I was surrounded by 5 very good looking men and a sombrero was put on my head and they sang to me. All in all a good time was had by all.

I very literally had the best birthday I have had in awhile, I was in a place with people that have the same shared experiences, knows all of the same people I grew up with and never once told me they heard my stories a thousand times. Even my niece’s boyfriend grew up around the area and knew the same people we did, it was a lively, fun time.

We went to the cemetery to put flowers on people we love and miss graves, mom, dad, Jesse, baby Darrin, Michael and David. David was a friend of my ex-husband’s step brother, did you get all of that? I believe, and I am not 100% sure, he passed away in a car accident. He was a sweet boy and died way too young, he is buried by my son Michael. I have pictures of David holding Michael.

We then went to lunch with my nephew Chris and his wife and children, once again great conversation and good food.

I spent my birthday in the best way possible, I feel closer to my sister and got to reconnect with my nephew Todd. We were always super close and had so much in common, it’s almost like we are related (ha).

What does all of this mean, you might ask, well it does mean one can go home again, home is where your heart is. It is not a building, or place, it is the people, and if you have the right people you can go home.

Then Stormie and I came home, we did the unforgivable when coming to Texas, we brought cold with us. I hope the state can survive.

I then spent Valentine’s day with my beautiful twin granddaughters, I just don’t think a day could be more perfect, well, if Tess had been there, then it would have been nirvana. I pick her up today and will be meeting Elizabeth Anne for late lunch early dinner. Linner as it were, I like having that meal because I don’t like eating too late at night. Linner is perfect.

I hope you all have a great day and I hope everyone that reads this has a great birthday this year.

Happy Birthday Izzy Anne

Today is the day I received an early birthday present, in 1989 that is.

It was a warm, balmy February morning, I went into the hospital wearing shorts, by the time you were born it was an ice storm. I remember that day so well, I finally had the daughter I had always wanted. A perfect compliment to an older brother, you were perfect.

The years have gone by and I have had the immense pleasure of watching you grow into a beautiful woman. One who is unflinching in your belief in right and wrong. You have a huge heart that many don’t get to see, I am happy I get to see that side of you.

I am so proud to be your mother, I am so happy that I have gotten to watch you grow into the woman that you are.

You have always been a force to be reckoned with, a force of nature. You are a take charge and make it happen kind of person. I hope you will always be that person, the one that makes things happen.

I can’t begin to express how much I love you and how proud of you I am. Happy Birthday my beautiful daughter.

My favorite picture of us.

Owasso and Driving Thoughts

Yesterday, on my way to my youngest son and his wife’s house, my map app (yes, I know where they live, I use it so it can alert me to any traffic incidents) it said “speed”. Now I didn’t know if it meant I should speed (I was already doing that) or if I should watch my speed.

It was a conundrum and my app had never said that before, maybe the new update added some judgement parameters I am unaware of.

It brought back memories of my drivers ed class in Owasso. Mr. Cariker was my instructor, Sandy Mahl was my partner. 

At the end of the session we had a 4 hour trip, it was Sandy and two guys and Mr. Cariker, please forgive me because I don’t remember the boys names. 

It was my turn to drive and Mr. Cariker was doing his usual eyes closed and just almost asleep.

It was then one of the boys said something about the speed of light, Mr. Cariker opened his eyes and said “slow it down Testerman.”

Yesterday my app made me feel 16 again, back in Owasso in a car with people who don’t understand what the gas pedal is for. 

In case you’re wondering I did not slow down nor speed up, I kept the course I was on, Texas speed.

Yesterday was spent feeding and changing my two newest granddaughters and talking to my son.

It was a well spent day, I am so happy I have the privilege of getting to be in my children’s and grandchildren lives. It is my favorite thing about my life, hands down, no regrets.

I was thinking about it last week, my sister sent me a text about me having the life I love with my kids and grandkids. The rest of the message is private, but I will tell you she is right on the mark. This is the life that I love, with my kids and grandkids, I am so grateful to God that I have this life.

I love the fact I can just get up and go help any one of them if they need it or have Tessa spend the night on the spur of the moment. 

I love being able to do that, my life is not lonely, I am alone, but I am not alone. I have three of the most amazing children a mother could ever ask for, I get to be the kind of grandmother I always wanted to be. 

It is a life where I am able to get in my car and go home to Oklahoma and visit my family. 

I am so very grateful for my life, it is filled with so much and it all started by my parents adopting me.

If it had not been for them I would not have ended up in the spot I am in. 

God has always had a hand in my life, at times I didn’t see it, but my experiences and all of the things that have happened to me or because of my stubbornness, God uses it. I can use that knowledge for others that might find themselves going through what I have gone through. 

If you are going through a tough time, just wade through it, the place past it is amazing.

As usual you can leave any comments, questions or criticisms here or send to angie@angieworld.com.

Skincare and Empress Talk

I have recently developed an aversion to sunscreen, allow me to explain. My moisturizer and foundation both had sunscreen and it has started burning my face. It was awful, it took me a little while to figure it out. I changed moisturizer first and when I put that on my face stopped hurting, then I put on my normal foundation and pain. I knew then it was the sunscreen. 

Almost all foundations now have sunscreen, I looked and looked online, then I decided to go to my local Ulta store. A very nice gentleman asked if I needed help, I said yes I do. I explained what I needed and he said he had the perfect solution.

We found a foundation without sunscreen and I tried it, it wasn’t covering the red in my face. I have massive red undertones in my complexion. So he then suggested a primer that doubles as an anti-red corrector.

It also moisturizes, which is great because my skin is extra dry these days. I have never had dry skin, nor oily skin, it has always just been normal. But menopause takes a toll on everything, what a cruel joke on all women.

The primer is Smashbox photo finish correct Anti-Redness Primer and the foundation is It Cosmetics Your Skin But Better Foundation.

It is cold here today, cold without snow is not a fun thing, but I promised I would not wish for snow this year. Stupid storm of the century last year, it continues to ruin my fun. The storm that is blasting us with cold weather is blanketing the south east with snow, even to Missouri. The  storm is named Izzy, that’s right, someone named the storm after my daughter. Which is very exciting, I have yet to have a storm named after me, maybe one will be in my birthday month. After the 1st of February of course, that day belongs to Izzy Anne. When I am gone, or senile, whichever comes first, the whole month will go to her. It’s in my will, I bequeath February to Elizabeth Anne. 

I am sure she will appreciate it, monuments will be built in my honor for being so magnanimous, the 10th will become an earth wide holiday. Tiaras for everyone!

Sorry I got carried away a little, just a little.

I have been watching The Golden Girls lately, I honestly forgot how howlingly funny it is. I have laughed until tears were coming down with some of the zingers. 

I am definitely a Dorothy, acerbic, the voice of reason, I shall rule my retirement home.

Picture it, Shady Pines, 2060, Foreigner blasting over the loud speakers, chocolate for everyone. It’s going to be so much fun!

That’s all I have for now, any comments, questions, criticisms or agreements can be left here or sent to me at angie@angieworld.com.

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