I Quit!

I did it...I quit...turned my resignation in on March 17...last night will be April 17.

Have the powers-that-be acknowledged my resignation? Of course not...the most unprofessional pack of people I have ever encountered in my life. They have no clue why they cannot keep their employees. The only clue to me that they know I am leaving is the dates I was supposed to work for the next 8 weeks were crossed out and assigned to the others. I must admit that I am pleased that the manager had to do a little work reassigning those dates.

How is it that the stupid get in positions of power?

The nasty, threatening memos are the most insidious of the long list of things these people hand out to us. There is nothing that I will miss about working as a sleep night tech.

Sister Golden Hair Is At The Beach

Cyndi Lauper - Girls Just Want To Have Fun (Official Music Video) - Funny videos are here

For Sister Golden Hair, a force of nature...a girl that knew how to have fun...on the beach and forever young, strong, healthy and looking fabulous!

Sister Golden Hair Is On Her Way

Hey there Sister Golden Hair... my friend and more like a sister...come and visit me in my dreams and make me laugh and smile...there is a spot on the beach waiting for you...always warm and sunny, where you can run and hike and kayak. You are so loved...and one day I hope to join you on that beach, so you can teach me to kayak and be silly and free.

Lots of hugs and crazyllamalove!

Always,

EMA

PS...I know you are a big parrot head, but I thought you would like your song here on my little blog...I hope you like it...even though I know you said that it was boring at times...one thing is for sure, you are never boring...may your journey to the beach be swift and painless...don't forget what I said, and please visit me in my dreams...

Take Me Back To 1966

I was so in love with Steve of The Left Banke...

I wonder what he is doing today?

I have read somewhere that he did not really care for the song Walk Away Renee...

The music of The Left Banke was classified as "Baroque-Pop"

Those big eyes and bangs and tight pants were surely cute back in the day...

When I listen to Walk Away Renee I am 12 again...I had my very own Steve at that age...well, actually a Stephen. Stephen and I went to Junior High School together, and were great friends. Unfortunately we would attend different high schools, and I would never see him again. I found out last summer that my Stephen had died in a car accident a few years after high school graduation. Over the years I had tried to find him, as he had a very unique last name I thought it would be easy to make contact. Even now, after all these years, I think of my Stephen, and a few tears will slip down the side of my face.

I'm not really sure that I would want to go back to 1966, but I do like spending a little time there, in my mind with the music...and with my Stephen who is forever young and alive in my memories.

I Hate Cancer

A very dear and special friend is battling that damned disease. I don't even want to write the name of it, give it any power, acknowledge it...because I hate it.

Dub, my father-in-law had it and I was there with him during his final days.

My mom's baby sister had it.

My mom's oldest sister had it.

A cousin had it.

My friend Eileen had it...she was not even 50 when she died.

A dear Great Aunt had it...

I hate it...

In these days of octomom, botox and viagra and all sorts of seemingly unimportant (in the grand scheme of things) in the way medical miracles and advances why don't we have a better way of diagnosing and treating it...?

My friend that is currently battling this damned disease spent weeks getting chemo only to find that it didn't work because she was resistant to the platinum in the chemo...duh and damn...shouldn't there be a test to see if that might be the case before subjecting someone to weeks of poison for nothing?

I hate it...and I want better research...I want better screening procedures...I want health care to be more affordable...I want a cure...and right now I want a miracle for my friend...I want her healed...I want her free of it...

The picture of the llama is for my friend...she and I used to talk about how we wanted llamas for pets...I have recently found out that Alpacas are nicer than llamas...when a miracle happens for my friend...I am going to find a way to get her either a llama or an alpaca...

http://www.womenscancerfoundation.com/home.htm