tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112293812024-03-23T14:04:34.643-04:00The Fin TankCome on in... the water's fine.finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.comBlogger468125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-73045941468772161732023-01-27T15:34:00.000-05:002023-01-27T15:35:25.190-05:00fintank how's it going?Fintank
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Niffinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-17101031120394863592022-10-07T16:37:00.001-04:002022-10-07T16:37:14.262-04:00Good afternoon --TOFIfintank https://www.google.com/search?q=eekanif.gman@blogger.com Niffinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-8236504797307166332022-06-22T03:21:00.000-04:002022-06-22T03:23:10.936-04:00fintank helloFintank https://www.google.com/search?q=eekanif.gman@blogger.com NifNif finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-63076481687048733162018-09-18T03:32:00.000-04:002018-09-18T03:29:31.167-04:00Hi Fintank https://goo.gl/scGcAy
Niffinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-9100417584753006142015-09-28T18:14:00.002-04:002015-09-28T18:14:49.959-04:00Faster than a Speeding BulletTempus Fugit my friends...
The one thing I have noticed more than any other indicator of my advancing years (go ahead, jibe all you want, it's not like they're receding...) is how quickly time slips away. With the approach of Niftober breathing down my neck like an overzealous, micromanaging boss I am utterly mind-blown by how quickly three-quarters of the year have zipped on by - - and byfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-58328064725257859182012-08-13T09:32:00.002-04:002012-08-13T09:32:25.901-04:00One Legged RoosterAnd so the summer sprints
on
winged feet...
Holy cats has it been a busy summer - and more and more and more to come.
I've not been "jumping out of perfectly good airplanes" - though I have seen a few of them, nor have I been throwing myself off cliffs into ocean waves - though I would love to, nor have I been hopping on luge run bicycles - seriously ... I can't imagine ever wanting to do that.finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-33913161290825296322012-05-18T16:16:00.001-04:002012-05-18T16:21:31.120-04:00if you love me
please don't go doing something stupid and getting yourself hurt on a bad work day (or at the end of a bad work week).
it -
well -
it just won't go well for you.
an example - not from real life:
Say you happen to see this really cool looking water-slide thingy with a bike perched at the top.
it's steep
it's yellow
and you think to yourself, "this steep yellow finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-59052342668515392512012-04-30T15:35:00.000-04:002012-04-30T15:36:19.761-04:00Somnasstastic
I've been sleeping for crap lately.
It's not that I'm not getting enough of it - - my body has been mandating the "enough" (against my will, I might add) - - but that it sucks, quality wise.
I've fallen asleep (watching REALLY BAD movies) on the couch at stupid o'clock in the morning the past two nights... semi-sideways and cramped around and under the cats. I've been up - not feeling sleepy -finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-62349795703027687512012-04-20T10:19:00.002-04:002012-04-20T11:23:36.922-04:00BusynessWill Smith had Happyness.I can have busyness.hush.I've been looking over my summer schedule. Phew.Lots going on, and lots I still want to figure out how to work in.I think this is the first time in a number of years that my summer has been as busy as my autumn tends to be. I'm not complaining.If I had my way, I'd fill up very nearly every single weekend (and half the weeks) with fun activities finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-87798714761991256512012-04-13T00:46:00.002-04:002012-04-13T00:59:07.813-04:00Private RedI made a comment today about how there is something about red lipstick that just makes me feel good on a crap day. It's so true.There is something almost magical about it to me. The aesthetic of red lipstick - - the sultriness of it - - it just makes me feel better. Every time.I kinda don't know if it has something to do with the fact that when I REMEMBER that red lipstick makes me feel betterfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-38331490487372526352012-04-03T11:59:00.002-04:002012-04-03T12:09:40.734-04:00kinder and cordsTwo thoughts - - neither of them very fleshed out, but on my mind.They're on my mind in an attempt to NOT be thinking too much about work - which is killing me with short notice, urgency, and a healthy dose of "what in the HECK made you think THAT?"EggsI scored Kinder eggs for the basketing process.I wouldn't have done it - had no intention of doing it - had I not had the following conversation finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-39222562526745771212012-03-14T15:50:00.005-04:002012-03-14T16:17:51.484-04:00dis-affectedI think I may suffer (mildly) from Seasonal Affective DisorderGrey days sap my energy.I find myself thinking how it might be nice to be one of those "tea and cozy" people with a good book and a warm blanket. The people from the movies and the commercials. The people that I've read about. You know the people... I don't need to go on.I like that grey weather has this romantic notion of tea and finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-68187053341548918602012-03-12T11:54:00.002-04:002012-03-12T12:36:44.114-04:00Rhapsodyno. not the music thing.a sleep-resistent night last night; i was overcome by the beauty of night. it was cold but not bitter, dazzled with brilliant stars in a deep black sky, quiet except for the small motion of night-things, and still - so very still - - but deeply stirred in my soul.after i came in from the outside, echoes and cadence and creaking floor boards and the soft soft bed waltzed finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-16744743658730637322012-03-08T10:04:00.003-05:002012-03-08T11:24:04.721-05:00Ejector SeatOn Monday night (or Tuesday morning) 'round about midnight, the aliens took over my guts.I spent all day Tuesday feeling very much like a battleground... a sloggy, swampy battleground.Yesterday was better... until later.So this morning, at 4, the baby was up and hugging the toilet.It's been a craptastic time for tummies Chez-Nif.Sigh.In other news:Had a great afternoon in the park yesterday. finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-75982164387974470902012-03-01T10:49:00.002-05:002012-03-01T11:02:33.928-05:00Glass HouseToday's thought is not an easy one for me... it borders on political, and that's a tough pill for me to swallow.I suspect I'm likely to offend a few folks with it, as well. It's not my intent... Here's the thing.It's called Judge not...It's called love your neighbor...It's called, do unto others...I have no respect for the comments of the radical right wing (or the radical left wing, or the finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-18240126616812963362012-02-28T10:12:00.002-05:002012-02-28T11:12:48.022-05:00Back in the SaddleIt's been more than two years since I've thought I had anything worth writing.A lot has changed in my life:I lost my job.This is nothing like losing ones keys. While it's not quite as bad as losing ones mind (I'm guessing) it felt a lot like it. While I never thought (and still don't believe) I identified myself with my job, I definitely identified myself with "working." There were a lot of timesfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-58495290273614367142009-10-26T13:44:00.002-04:002009-10-26T13:46:28.739-04:00can't count for crapsee how I suck?ok - so i have 5 days lefttoday we are going to talk about all the things that get in the way of blogging a countdownthere's work, and there's life.sigh...it's been a nutty October... filled with fun and not so fun and nowhere near enough time. I am COUNTING on November to be less busy, at least a bit. If it's not, I desperately fear the utter failure of the NANOWRIMO...sigh.finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-41331565917661899842009-09-21T13:21:00.002-04:002009-09-21T13:25:07.429-04:00ticketySo - in preparation for participating in NANOWRIMO (yes, i've FINALLY signed up) I'm pre-participating by counting down to halloween.Don't blame me - the good folks at Skull-a-Day sucked me in, and really, being me, how could i refuse? I'm still undecided as to what I'm going to count. (it's possible it will be meltdowns, breakdowns, and other various downs while trying to work, be mom, be wife,finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-2904301286461482902009-05-20T10:59:00.002-04:002009-05-20T11:06:19.098-04:00broad sideI'm researching barn door hardware.The garden shed / barn out back needs an update. It's an awesome little barn that up until a gardening makeover I had been taking for granted. Now that the weed-bed behind it has been turned into a very pretty little garden, I'm all about giving some much needed love to the shed.It wants a coat or two of red paint and white trim.It NEEDS a new set of doors.Thefinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-73896683300506849702009-05-15T14:42:00.003-04:002009-05-15T14:49:35.381-04:00choosewhat's more fun:virtual school shopping for your daughter's first day of kindergartenora brand new lime green moleskine?what's more daunting:cleaning the house for a gathering on Saturday nightoranother baby shower on Sunday afternoon?what's more rewarding:doing an awesome job on a project about which you are passionate and hearing nothing from your bossorslapping some crap together on a project finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-42954946440113692002009-04-22T09:50:00.003-04:002009-04-22T10:03:02.273-04:00in other newsOur daughter - Miss FooFoo - is registered for Kindergarten. MT took all of the paperwork in yesterday before he started his work day. It feels good to know that it's all handled and that this portion of her school stuff is all tucked away.I still need to get her some elements of her uniform. Fortunately the school is much more generous with their uniform policy than when I was there, and navyfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-50852988899189165792009-04-22T09:42:00.004-04:002009-04-22T09:49:58.005-04:00tryingI am NOT a patient woman.I never have been, and likely never will be.I try - oh heaven knows I try.but land's sakes - - when I show you something 4 times. when I WALK. YOU. THROUGH. IT. every time you've done it, I expect you to freakin' learn. eventually.four quarters in a row now (this is a WHOLE YEAR, my friends) i've shown the same guy the same steps and three quarters in a row he's done itfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-18965823209399852272009-01-05T11:14:00.003-05:002009-01-05T11:27:12.476-05:00slacksblogger... facebook... ymaili prefer trousers, but most often find myself in "pants" - mock-dockers (daren't call them chino's as they're not) or cords. except at home, where my fat ass is ALWAYS cloaked in "lounge pants" which is code for pajama bottoms.i suspect i may be experiencing some form of depression (you know, that "form" that is technically classified as denial, because depression finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-16909539375469498932008-12-10T16:02:00.002-05:002008-12-10T16:19:00.683-05:00Zom-PireI'm not sure if I'm a zombie or a vampire but I'm definitely dealing with "back from the dead."I've been miserable sick for the better part of 5 weeks - in varying degrees. My darling husband and I are of the opinion that I've contracted an alien virus.Halloween was fun - heck Niftober was fun. We had a LOT of stuff planned, did all of it, and it broke me. By the time November rolled around (finhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11229381.post-18980693204814478412008-09-02T11:27:00.003-04:002008-09-02T11:47:03.046-04:00facelessthe weekend was a blur. a pleasant blur, but a blur nonetheless.in the process of all the doings and goings on over the weekend I have misplaced my makeup bag. granted, I didn't start looking for it until some ridiculous hour this morning, while half asleep, but the bottom line is that I ended up facing the first day of work, after a long weekend, without a stitch of makeup on my face.needlessfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08740451087499563263noreply@blogger.com4