Typing Test...

Rita posted this on her blog, and I had to check it out. I was amazed - I didn't really think I type that fast. I guess all the e-mails and stuff at work help out!

126 words

Speed test

In other news, I have been sick with some kind of creeping crud for a week and a half now. I'm really sick of being sick!! I also have no new interesting news to share, so I'm going to go sign off and take a nap now. Have a great day!

*** After posting this, I went back and tried again and both times I was in the 65-wpm range, which I find a bit more believable. I think the first one was a fluke!

Happy Bunny Day!!

Hey, if we can call Thanksgiving "Turkey Day", I don't see why the Easter Bunny has to be left out! Just a quick post to wish everyone out there a happy and blessed Easter. May your chocolate bunnies never lose their ears!

G Whiz...

Ok, so it's been a while since I worked on the Encyclopedia of Me, so here goes "G":

Geese: My maiden name. Actually pronounced "gay-zee" if you live in Germany or want to spend your life explaining to everyone you meet that it's pronounced that way but spelled like the birds that fly over your house in the fall. It really wasn't a bad name as far as names go, other than the fact that I was always known as "Geesey" in elementary school. Oh yeah, and when I was teaching I got "Miss Goose" a LOT.

Grammar: I am a self-proclaimed grammar freak. Seeing stuff written that is just plain wrong, especially when it's in an official capacity just drives me nuts. We are undergoing training right now, and let's just say that some of the training materials weren't proofread as good as they could have been. We'll leave it at that. Take my word for it, the apostrophe is your friend, as are commas and capital letters.

Grandparents: I only really remember one of my grandparents - my Grandma Geese. The others all died before I was two years old. I can vaguely remember my grandfather on my mother's side coming to visit Aunt Rose's house when I was very little. He was blind, and we have pictures of my playing with his cane and the old-man hat he wore. The pictures are cute, because believe it or not, I was actually cute until I hit 5 years old or so. I don't know what happened then. The other thing I will always remember about my grandparents is that my paternal grandfather refused to hold me when I was first born because he was afraid he would break me. He died when I was about two or three months old, and never held me.

That's about all the "G" words I can come up with right now. Stay tuned for another exciting blog entry (where exciting means slightly more fun than watching paint dry, anyway).

Hello out there....

Ok, I swear I didn't really fall off the face of the earth - it just seems like it! Last week was grueling - I had four days of training - three of them pretty much scheduled for 8 hours. By the end of the week, I was so happy to not be in a training class, I wouldn't care what I did. I survived, however, to have a fabulous weekend. Since it was my birthday and the nearby casino gives $20 in free slot play to those who come in on their birthdays, Brian and I decided to head that way for a while, then spend the night somewhere nearby. After he (and I, for that matter) got out of work on Saturday, we took off for parts unknown (not really, but hey, if you can't use a little bit of literary license when talking about a trip, when can you use it?). We stopped for totally yummy Cold Stone Creamery ice cream, who by the way have added chocolate cake batter ice cream to their repetoire - oh my GOSH is it good!!, then headed to the hotel to check into our Jacuzzi room. After depositing our stuff, we went to the casino, where I cashed out $19.98 on the free $20.00, and Brian lost, then went to dinner at Bennigan's, where the fries were actually hot, unlike the one in Saginaw most of the time. Then it was back to the room to lounge in the Jacuzzi. I would have gone swimming, but there was some kind of a tournament with about ten thousand elementary school boys staying at the hotel, and they were all swimming both Saturday night and Sunday morning. That's OK - the Jacuzzi made up for it! Sunday evening, we went to dinner with my family, then went back to Aunt Rose's house for cake (chocolate with chocolate whipped frosting - can we say yum?). All in all, a very enjoyable birthday weekend. I'm also looking forward to my birthday present from Mom - we're going to see Little Shop of Horrors at the local theatre on Friday. Yay! Feed me, Seymour! Well, sing to me, at least! Have a great rest of the week, everyone! Peace!!