Depth…

Posted on February 18, 2017 by cordeliasmom2012

Art claims he’s not a photographer, but I think he does a fine job. However, this post is awesome because of what he writes about “perspective “- be sure to read the text . Nicely done, Art!

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Taking photographs is an art, and like all art, it has hidden depths worth exploring. Just framing a nice shot in the lens of your camera is fun, and you can end up with some great shots, much like doing a paint-by-numbers  project allows you to end up with a painting, or sticking a frozen pizza in the oven allows you to end up with dinner. But exploring the depths is how you discover new things and hidden treasures.

That picture up there is simple enough. White flowers on a tree in bloom, and something looming indistinct in the background.

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There is almost the same shot, but with the focus now set on the tower beyond the tree. I am not claiming to be any great photographer, and I am reasonably sure that there are settings on my camera that would have allowed me to take a third picture in…

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It Still Takes A Blogosphere

Posted on February 11, 2017 by cordeliasmom2012

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Yes, Cordelia, bloggers can be friends even if they’ve never met!

(I know you know that, but it makes a nice first sentence, doesn’t it?)

Imagine my surprise upon returning home from work on Friday, when my husband handed me an envelope that had come in the mail that day.  He commented, “Malaysia?  Who do we know in Malaysia?”

I knew immediately who it was from! Pat, the writer of the blog, New Bloggy Cat, is in Malaysia!  How on earth did she find my home address?

(I’m not sure I want to know the answer to that … is it that easy to find me in today’s digital world?  Don’t answer that, Archon, I’m not sure I want to know how you did it, either!)

And, how on earth did the mail carrier figure out who Cordelia’s Mom is?   The envelope did not have my real name on it!

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It’s so special to receive something unexpected, isn’t it?    Pat tells me her kids helped draw the pictures in the card – don’t you just  love the one of Puppy Cody?  I know I do!

I can hardly wait to open and use the little sticky notes – something tells me that Bob T. Panda is going to getting a card from me just so I can use the panda post-its!

Pat – you are a very special lady, and you have made me feel extra special, too.  We live on opposite sides of the earth and never would have known of each other’s existence were it not for the blogosphere.

That is true of most of us here on WordPress.  We have hundreds or thousands of readers, and we read hundreds or thousands of other bloggers’ posts.  Many of us keep a low personal profile, and many of us use pseudonyms.  But despite that, every once in awhile, we connect with a few other bloggers.  We comment on each others’ posts, we email each other – sometimes, we even manage to meet each other in person!  (click here, and here, and here)

It’s an awesome world we live in, isn’t it?  And it seems to get smaller day by day.  I believe that’s a good thing – don’t you?

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Stupidity

Posted on February 5, 2017 by cordeliasmom2012
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“An Ode to Sherlock Holmes”

No, this isn’t going to be a political rant.  There are many things other than politics that create scenarios which cause you to think, “Well, that isn’t right!“

Many of these events happen in the workplace, and I would so love to write about what’s going on at my workplace these days.  But I can’t.  It’s possible that some of my coworkers – maybe even The Boss – might come across this blog, and … I. Really. Need. This. Job. Right. Now.

But there has been no shortage of stupidity in my life.  Here are just a few examples:

♦  It was a quiet Sunday, and I was doing errands late in the afternoon.  Traffic was light just before dinner time.  Driving north on 6-lane Niagara Falls Boulevard, I was approaching a light and noticed an ambulance with lights flashing entering the intersection from the street on the left.  I pulled over and stopped.  The young man behind me didn’t.  With horn blaring,  middle finger extended, and shouting at the obviously senile old lady, the young driver passed me on the left, never once glancing in the direction of the oncoming ambulance.  In the passenger seat was a young woman, and the look on her face was priceless because she did see the ambulance.  Fortunately for all involved (and for whatever patient was waiting for emergency care), the ambulance driver was alert and managed to avoid what appeared to be an inevitable collision.

♦  Many years go, we were moving from one rental unit into another.  We were paying by the hour for the movers, and they were sympathetic to our somewhat depressed economic situation and not taking any extra time (heck, they knew we were moving from one crappy apartment to another!).  We had unscrewed the legs to our build-your-own end tables to facilitate easier transport.  As the last boxes were being loaded onto the moving truck, I noticed a table leg in the corner of the living room, picked it up, and threw it into the nearest box.  Once in our new home, I discovered we had lost that table leg; we went through every box and couldn’t find it.  I called the moving company and asked them to search the truck – no luck there.  Ultimately, we had to dispose of the now three-legged table.

A number of years later, we finally bought our first home, with room enough for all those miscellaneous items we had previously stored in my in-laws’ basement.  I’m sure you’ve guessed it –  upon opening one of the stored boxes, we discovered the missing table leg for the table we no longer had.

♦  Which brings to mind the very first move we made after our oldest daughter was born.  Again, we had very efficient movers.  They came into the house, grabbed everything they saw, and loaded it into the truck.  For whatever reason, the only truck available that day was the biggest one they had, with cab-over storage.  It was only after the truck pulled away, and the baby started crying for her bottle, that we realized the very first thing that been loaded (by mistake) was the diaper bag which contained all the formula bottles, and it had been loaded into the cab-over area.  There was no way to get to that bag without unloading everything else.  We asked, but the movers understandably refused to unload –  and reload –  all the heavy furniture, even if we could have paid for the extra man-hours, which we couldn’t.  Needless to say, it was not a fun drive to the new apartment.

Every one of us has similar DUH stories.  I may share some more of mine in the future.  For now, however, I need to run some errands – on Sunday, in the afternoon.  I’ll be sure to watch out for speeding ambulances and clueless drivers.

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TGIF – Another Week Down, Barely

Posted on January 27, 2017 by cordeliasmom2012
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DOGS MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER!

Thank you so much for asking how my life is going these days.

Wait, you didn’t ask.  But I’m going to tell you anyway.

Things have calmed down a bit at work.  After more than 5 months, I’m finally getting the hang of the computer system and my colleagues have finally come to realize that I’m not as stupid as I appeared to be at the beginning.  That’s not to say that I won’t become “stupid” again as soon as the real estate market picks up in the spring, and my work load triples, but at least by then (hopefully) I’ll be acclimated well enough to handle the additional files efficiently.

But today was just one of those end-of-the week chain of unsettling events.  I’d like to think it’s just weird coincidence and not someone “up there” having his or her fun with me.

I didn’t oversleep, which was good, but mostly it was because I had been up on and off most of the night due to bathroom needs.  Ugh.

Managed to get myself up and dressed, and fed, without problems.  Good start!

But then my car, which sits out overnight, developed a frozen driver’s side door.  I’ve been having some problems recently with that door during cold weather – the handle pops out like it’s supposed to but then won’t go back in and has to be thumped.  Bear in mind that this car is only 3 years old!  This morning, I got in, started the car, then got out to scrape the windshield.  The door handle was stuck out, so I thumped it and in the process pushed the door most of the way shut.  But apparently not all the way.  As a result, the door got jammed and I couldn’t get back in.  Yes, I had my extra key in my pocket, but the door wasn’t locked, just stuck.  I couldn’t get in on the other side because I had parked as close to the fence as possible to allow room for hubby’s car, and I couldn’t open the doors enough on that side to be able to slip my non-tiny body through.  I climbed in the back seat on the driver’s side, thinking I could climb over the console to the front seat.  Good thing no one was watching – how embarrassing it was!  I’m not as spry as I was just a few years ago, nor am I as slim as I was just a few years ago, and although I struggled mightily, I could not manage the climb-over.  By now I was pissed.  I got out, and SLAMMED the driver’s side front door – and lo and behold, the door unjammed and I was able to get in and head off to work.  Yay.

Naturally, I worried about that door when I went home at lunch time, but I guess the car realized I’m only a few months away from lease-end, so it decided to behave.

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But I think the car communicated with my office computer either electronically or telepathically.  I fail to understand why I’m always the one to discover those glitches in the computer software that everyone else in the office has been using successfully.  It is me, or is it just bad luck or bad timing?   Who knows.

Due to glitches, I wound up having to stay late.  It was rather amusing, however, to watch a co-worker pull up my document, claiming I was doing something wrong, only to realize that the software was doing it’s own thing.  It was adding numbers up wrong, and itemized items were being misnumbered  – at first the system put in items #1 and #2 and left off #3, then in the next version it put in items #1, #2 and #2 (again).  Such a little dickens, that computer system!

Meanwhile, my daughter sent me a text for status on her house sale.  The sale was supposed to close in the middle of January.  Due to the new banking regulations, the buyer’s loan is currently in the Twilight Zone of Underwriting – and going up the chain of command isn’t helping a whole lot.  The sale will close eventually, but not this week, and my daughter has run out of money.  So Mom, of course, is going to front some cash to get her through.

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Cash which Mom kind of needs for her own house purchase, if she ever actually finds a house.  However, there was good news earlier in the week – Mom has been prequalified for a mortgage on a new house, and it is NOT contingent on the sale of her current house!  May the hunt begin!

And in the midst of all the day’s excitement, The Boss circulated an email complaining about everyone’s failure to communicate every single day with every single client and realtor, and demanding that we begin inundating every single client with needless status updates, including a totally worthless checklist.  I’ve already had several clients tell me they don’t understand that checklist and would much rather I  call them with updates rather than email them. I have been calling both the clients and realtors – but of course, The Boss doesn’t get copied on verbal updates.  So I guess I’ll start pissing off everyone by harassing them with daily emails.  (Does that make me a spammer?)  I can only hope that when the inevitable complaints arrive, they at least make mention of the reason so it doesn’t appear to be all my fault.

Such is life in the working world.  How was your week?

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