Ms. Vera

Ok. As a female who is only about 5'4", it's getting harder for me to find pants that are the right length.
I'm stuck between at regular and a petite (depending on the store).. I have some hips on me so sometime the petite doesn't work. Not to mention they're just a "tad" too short.
Then the regulars are just a "tad" to long.
I've also noticed that the brands to do fit me perfectly tend to be from the more expensive stores and boutiques. That means I can't buy in bulk!!

I'm trying to avoid buying clothes then paying for a tailor to fix them. But geez! It's so hard to find the right fit for petite ladies!!!

Do any of you ladies (around my height) have any suggestions? What works for you?

I'm tired of being stuck in the middle!

Help Me!

I hear this term sometime and often wonder what people think it means.
Some people think that if their boss or supervisor says one word to them, it means they're being "micromanaged".

So, let me know...what do you think? Have you ever been micromanaged? Explain. 

I don't think I've ever been micromanaged, but I'm also not territorial and just want to do my job to the best of my ability. I don't think I've ever had anyone breathing down my back but I'm so interested in hearing whether or not it insults you to think that someone thinks you can't do you job without constantly checking on you.

I don't know...let me know what you think.

As the season winds down and kids head back to school, the garage sales will decrease..

I love garage sales and I'm going to miss the summer sales season.

So tell me, what's the best thing you've ever found at a garage sale? I got a nearly brand-new car seat for $5. Yes! $5. I got it during the tri-city sale in Brentwood (and those other two cities nearby)!

What's your best yard sale/garage sale find?

Oh my. I woke up Saturday morning and was watching FOX News when they broke in and said Bernie Mac had died.

Then last night, I was watching and the report about Issac Hayes' death.  Whoa...

I felt really bad that two good people and good entertainers passed away this weekend. But now I can't help wondering about the old folktale that death comes in threes...

Who's next? Do you guys believe in the three rule? 

Also, take a look at this picture from Issac Haye's Official website about an upcoming project. Pictured is Bernie Mac (passed on Saturday), Issac Hayes (passed on Sunday) and Samuel L. Jackson (uhhh...that's scary!)

If I was Samuel L. Jackson, I'd be watching my every move...

 

So, after being on blogging sabbatical, (they keep me pretty busy at FOX 2), I’m back! My last blog post was in May about how much I hated folding laundry. Since then, the clean piles are so big!  But anyway, now….I have nothing to write about?!!  News..nah.

Politics…nah. Weather…nah.. I have no idea. So, I’ll just use this as a springboard to say hello to all my long-lost blogging buddies!! I told you I wouldn’t stay away forever.

 

And to all the newbies who don’t know me, don’t worry, I’m the nice one!!

 

Love to all!

 

Have a blessed day!

...Well technically, it's all clean but the problem is I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH IT!!!!

HELP ME OUT HERE....

Okay, here's my dilemma: I am totally bad at folding laundry and putting it away.
Washing clothes?  No problem at all. I can wash all day like clock work.
As soon as one load's out of the wash, the other's going in. And if the clothes in the dryer aren't dry, I start hanging some of the wet clothes just to keep the process moving.

BUT....when it's time to fold and put them away, my enticement with clean laundry seems to stop right there with the laundry basket.

Yes, I have baskets of cleaning laundry crying to be folded. I've actually considered hiring someone to fold it and put it away for me!  I hate it that much!! I have to put on a movie to watch just to commit to folding.

AND, I don't seem to really have room to put everything away when I DO finally fold it.

So, what should I do??? Looking for some suggestions here to make my experience less painful...
I mean, I can't be the only one with this problem....
Do you guys wash and fold a load a day? Do you tackle all the laundry in one day?
Do you wash one day and fold another day? Are there other method's you've learned that works for you?

Help a mommy out here. I up to my neck in unfolded laundry -- literally!!

Why does coffee smell better than it taste?

So, this morning shift has claimed yet another victim - me. And now I'm resorting to the cure of coffee. It's not so bad, but I just don't see what the big deal is.
I know tons of people who "have to have it."
My grandmother used to be that way. It was a bit funny sometimes because she really couldn't function if she didn't have that first cup.
Then, she'd only take a few sips and be done. I know, right.

So, what's the big deal? Tell me what you guys like.
I, being a new coffee drinker, dumped some type of MilkyWay Moco latte, sugar and creme into my cup (hey, at lease I'll be awake ;-).

Holla at me!

Ms. Vera

Christian , this kid is so funny. I just busted out in a cheer while watching Big Momma's House 2 one day. Check it out. It's hilarious. I'm sure his dad will LOVE this one!

 

He's A Cheerleader, Today

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 I was a little surprised, but not shocked that ABC did not renew Isaiah Washington's contract for Grey's Anatomy.

Isaiah Washington off Grey's Anatomy 

And I know what he did and that it upset people, but I'm the type of person who hates character exits. Now, new characters can come onto a show, but I hate to see original characters leave. Now I'm sooo confused!

What do you think?

Okay. I got off work on Tuesday (I think) and decided, "wouldn't it be nice if I took Christian to the zoo?" It was so nice outside i figured it would give us something to do. And St. Louis is all the rage when it comes to "free zoos." Well, here's a little advice when visiting our wonderful zoo.

First, I pulled up expected to have to pay to park. But $10?? To let my car sit quietly on a parking lot?  Okay. I'll take that one. I want the baby to have fun and I'm not in the mood for walking a mile.

Well, we get out of the car and I pop open the trunk of my car -- no stroller.

Hmmm. I just picked him up from daycare, and he's still a little sleepy from nap time.

So, I ask, "Christian, do you want to walk or do you need a stroller?"  He wanted the stroller and to be honest, I did too. Okay. so I figured, $4, $5 bucks tops.

Oh was I wrong - $7! I know, I know!  It's only three more dollars than I expected to pay, but jeez! $7 to push a kid around? But wait...it's for the baby. We'll have fun. As some of my friends say, "just charge it to the game."

Okay, so we're all excited, entering the "free zoo." Now, here's where the bill starts to mount:

For the both of us:

$8 for th Childrens Zoo
$10 to ride the train
$5.75 for a hotdog -- you know what, skip the weiner, we'll eat the Nutrigrain bars and cheez-its stored in the diaper bag!

Then, Christian saw the penguins and just had to have "Happy Feet." So, I got him a sticker book - $6.99.

Now, I'm not trying to be funny or cheap and I understand the cost of keeping something like the zoo running, but geesh! All I wanted to do is spend a couple of hours at the zoo with my son.

They could've used the $1 million dollars used to build that mangled metal mess out front to offset some cost and keep things cheap for families. Between 2:30 and 4:30 I spent $42 bucks to really just see an elephant. That's was his big thing. We gotta see the elephant.

All I'm saying is, if you go to the "free zoo" be prepared.

 Wear walking shoes and park on the street. Bring your own stroller and food. That'll leave the money for the gifts and train rides and you won't leave with your pockets empty like I did.

Okay. I gotta go to the ATM now.

 

OH my goodness! Thanks so much guys. I was testing something. Didn't mean to leave that up! (It had our phone numbers on there)

But thanks for the birthday wishes! He'll be three on June 23.

I'm doing a Shrek theme party.

It's going to be in Tilles Park 

Any good ideas for Three Year old parties?

Okay, so I have a friend, a very good friend, I think. We share a lot of the same interest in music, hobbies, etc. We’ve been friends since junior high school, were roommates in college. We sang in the college chorus together and overall keep in touch on a fairly regular basis.

Well, last year we found out that Oprah Winfrey Presents The Color Purple would be playing at the Cadillac Theatre in Chicago this year.

So, we got ALL excited and said, no matter what, we were going to Chicago one weekend to see the play.

Okay, so let’s fast forward to 2007.

In March, she asked if I still wanted to go. I said yes, we should set a date and think about buying the tickets. Okay, so we agreed.

In April, we spoke about it again and decided to go see a 2pm show on May 23. I took two days off work and got a babysitter for Christian so that I wouldn’t have to rush back to the STL.

Well, around the end of April, I called her a few times about purchasing the tickets and she didn’t answer her phone.

I didn’t think anything of it, but I figured I’d better get in contact with her so that we get good tickets.

Finally, one day I called and she answered. I asked her what if she wanted me to just put the tickets on my credit card and she could give me the money when I got to Champaign (That’s where she lives. It’s between St. Louis and Chicago).

To my surprise (and disappointment), she told me that she wasn’t going to be able to go because she couldn’t afford the tickets.

For a split second, I thought about offering to pay for her ticket because I knew it was something she really wanted to do and I that I wanted to do. We wanted to go together.

Well, I decided not to offer to pay for her ticket because it wouldn’t be responsible (hey, I’ve got a 3 year old to take care of). But I was disappointed that we weren’t going. Of course, I could’ve gone by myself, but I didn’t want her to feel bad. Or when she did have the money to go, I didn’t want to leave her out and say, “Well I’ve already been.”

So, fast forward again to May 16.  I hadn’t talked to my friend in a few weeks which was a little weird. I had called once or twice since she told me that she wasn’t going, just to see how she was doing.  But this was her birthday.  I sent her an email and then thought to call her because she had probably taken the day off.  

Well, I did call her.

“Happy Birthday (insert name here)!” I chimed. She said, “oh thank you, Vera!”

I proceeded to tell her that I sent her and email but decided to call because if figured she wasn’t at work.

She replied, “Actually I’m not even in the state. You’ll never guess where I am.”

“Where?” I asked

“California.” She replied excitedly.

CALIFORNIA??  Excuse me?

“Oh, really!” my voice pitched. “Well, I won’t keep you since you’re on vacation. Have a happy birthday,” I sang. I was absolutely dumfounded!

This is one of my best friends and she didn’t have the guts to tell me that she wasn’t going to Chicago because she WAS going to California.

We were supposed to go to Chicago NEXT WEEK!

Okay, okay. If she wanted to take a trip to California, I think that’s great. But! Don’t tell me you can’t afford it and then buy a plane ticket to California.

I’m not upset that she went. I’m upset because I could have gone to see this play that I’ve been DYING to see without her!

It amazes me how cowardly some people can be. This is my girl, true blue. And All she had to do was tell me that she changed her plans and I would’ve said, “okay. That’s cool.”

But don’t let me sit around thinking you can’t afford it and I miss out on an opportunity because I don’t want to make you feel bad and go without you.

I’m just so shocked and disappointed because it was something I really wanted to do and we talked for over 9 months about going together.

I’m not mad, just feel a little hoodwinked, bamboozled, punked. – Like my girl Laura said, “Hey Ashton Kutcher, you can jump out any moment now.”

Thanks a lot. (humph)

Okay, so my last blog, I thought would be cute.

I found it on this website and said, "hey, people might like to know what the little web acronyms mean!"

So, I posted...but....I DIDN'T READ THE WHOLE THING!!

So, Patrick (you know, our Sr. Web Producer) and I were reading the blogs when there it is -- BOOGEDY this and BOOGEDY that -- ALL OVER MY BLOG!

What in the world did I post? OOOPS!

I felt sooooo bad! And, I broke the rules. So, I am penalizing myself for two days - yes, two days!

I can't believe I violated the Terms of Service! uh! I'm soooo sorry!

That's what I get for copying and pasting!

Well, see you all on Monday. I hope you can get along without me. Booh, hoo!

Patrick, go ahead and pull the trigger. Penalize me. It will be like starving, but I understand.

You do the crime, you do the time!

I love the FOX 2 Blogs...

I Shall Return.

Farwell.

Ms. Vera (unruly web producer)

Here's some video of Christian I thought I'd upload for the myfoxstl.com bloggers to enjoy!

The video's from Thanksgiving Day 2006, before we went to dinner.

Listen real careful towards the end, he starts singing. Cute ;-)

Cheesecake Bandit

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Okay, here's a story for all you mothers out there.

I was getting ready to give my 2 1/2 year old a bath last night when he decided to pour milk into the bath tub!

What? Yeah. That's right.

I saw him walk passed me in the hallway. I was going to put his towel and "after bath" stuff on the couch (you know, lotions, pjs, etc.) So when I head back towards the bathroom, he's standing there, pouring milk into the bath tub! I couldn't believe it! The only thing I could think was "Milk's like 2.83!"

And he was just standing there, holding this empty jug, looking at me like, "what's the problem?"

I couldn't do anything but put him to bed. I was shocked.

My mom said I should've given him the bath. Would've been good for his skin!

LOL!

Of course, it wasn't until after I calmed down that I realized, "hey, I should've took pictures!"