Tuesday, February 17, 2009


I feel that Costco is a necessary evil in my world. I love the great deals that I can get on items there and as long as J and I avoid the books/dvd/fun stuff, we do pretty well. However, I think people turn dumb as soon as they pull into the parking lot.

It all starts with looking for a parking spot. Since people for some reason are unable to take the cart (aka, battering ram) to the cart rack, the entire parking lot is a bit like an obstacle course. Once you find a parking spot and get the necessary "battering ram," everyone stops right at the entryway to look at the big TVs. When you finally make it in, you have to maneuver around all the people who just randomly stop - this is where the battering ram comes in handy. I also love the children who are unsupervised and darting in and out between the carts. The worst is when they are giving away food samples. You would think people had never tasted toasted bread or salsa before. This inevitably causes a huge traffic jam at the exact place where I want to grab something quickly. The lines are always long and I love that people think that changing lines will help - if it doesn't work in Safeway, it isn't going to work in Costco!

I keep wondering if there is a good time to go that I don't know about. At least some of the newer Costcos have a better layout where you feel a bit less like cattle. Now if there way just an IQ test for membership...

Friday, February 6, 2009

Sick Day

So one of the drawbacks of being a teacher is getting exposed to all their germs. I have actually been sick much less in the past few years, so I guess there is something to be said for building immunity in my profession. This is just a cold, but my throat has been hurting and I can't breathe. I had been fighting it off for a week but since I had concerts on Tuesday and Wednesday night, I knew I couldn't not be at work. Darn my good work ethic.

I grew up in a house where I NEVER remember my dad taking a sick day. Not even when he got his wisdom teeth out. When he retired he cashed out his sick leave and had enough to buy a new truck to take RVing. My mom pushed this behavior as well. If you got up in the morning and didn't feel well she would "encourage" you just to hop in the shower. Once you got out, even if you still didn't feel well, she would say, "well since you have already showered, you might as well give school a try." I figure I will someday use this tactic on my own children.

Taking a sick day when I have a cold always seems like a slightly guilty pleasure. I know I could make it through the day, but I would have no patience and not enjoy the loudness of the band by the afternoon. While I am loafing around the house I start seeing all the things I should be doing, like clean the kitchen or do a few loads of laundry. These would be practical things but since I am "sick," I choose not to do them. Here is what I have accomplished:
  1. Made pancakes for breakfast
  2. Updated my Facebook and checked e-mail
  3. Watched a bit of Maury Povitch (you are not the father!)
  4. Highlighted my hair (because I am cheap)
  5. Ate shortbread cookies with pink sprinkles dipped in chocolate since the highlighting expended a lot of energy
  6. Folded towels that I had washed on Monday but were still in the dryer
  7. Caught up on my DVRed episodes of The Duggars (18+ kids, really???) and Intervention
  8. Blogged

Whew, I am pooped. I think I will ask J to pick up a pizza for dinner.