Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Long Duck Dong

This article was sent to me by my friend Sarah today .... I'm not even sure where to begin so I shall say nothing and just share

Tuesday, August 28, 2007


I have to admit, I'm great with faces ... I'll recognize someone that I haven't seen in 15 years. But god help, me if I need to remember their name or sometimes even where I know them from. And living in Buffalo, this happens pretty regularly. So when I was in Wegmans on Sunday afternoon picking up some water and cat litter deoderizer (i.e. nice smelling baking soda) I came upon this woman who I totally recognized but could not place the who/why/where. So I averted my eyes and pretended to look at the dog food on the opposide side of the aisle (I don't have a dog). I was on a mission and was not in the mood to get caught up in a chatty conversation.

But then it started to bother me ... ALOT ... that I couldn't figure out why I knew her. Does she work at the bank? Have I had a case with her? Is she a friend of a friend or family member?? ARG! So I keep walking picturing her face in my head when it hits me .... DUH!!!! She was on an episode of Confessions of A Matchmaker! I wish I could have seen my face when I realized it.

And I giggled to myself the rest of the way through Wegmans and all the way home. I'm still chuckling about it ....

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


I love my job ... I know how incredibly lucky I am to be able to say that. But on a daily basis, I am also frightened. Mostly frightened of how damn creative these scammers/counterfeiters are, how they are always one step ahead and always changing their tactics just enough to throw off the general public and/or the general public's bank! We deal with all kinds of scams on a daily, no, hourly basis .... and I've been going out to the offices and REMINDING them about all the frauds. And I train the new staff about fraud and counterfeit checks and scams. I like to think that I do a decent job at it too.

But when "front line" staff don't recognize the time honored Lottery / Sweepstakes Scam and say to me "Here's the name on the letter. Is that one of the ones that's a scam?" And I in turn say, "Well, they are always changing names and they use so many that I can't keep up with them. But trust me, it's no good." And her response is "REALLY?!?!? Wow, that's just crazy. I can't even believe that." .... I want to hide under my desk and cry.

She needs to be reminded ... big time ... I'll be making a visit

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Happy Birthday!

Sista mah sista .... Happy, happy, happy birthday!!!!!!! Enjoy your day .... I can't wait to help you finish off the celebration with a little movie action outside on the patio of Bacchus!

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Griffin Pictures

Summer Update

Further proving my non-existent blogging career, I haven't posted in a long time. Is anyone still reading?

The house is still on the market--5 months, and I am starting to give up hope. Mike remains positive, but I think we should just settle in. I have decorated the new house 100 different ways in my mind, and I now carry a terrible contempt for our current house; I just want to move on. Am I asking so much? I also tell Mike that maybe it’s a sign. Maybe we should not buy a new house in Atlanta but we should live here until we are ready to move back to Buffalo. Wishful thinking on my part…

The dog is getting big; he'll be a year old in a month. He has a great personality; really curious and friendly. He can be a little too energetic at times, but he's sweet around kids. He reminds me a lot of Skittles--very nosy and squats to pee. I am still lobbying for a second though.

Mike won his first Amateur Tour golf tournament, and no one was more surprised than he was. He assumed his score didn’t win, so he left right after and found out a week later when he checked on line. Unfortunately he could not bask in the glory of the moment, but I took him out for dinner.

Did I mention that it is hot here? August is the worst time in Atlanta. It’s 100 degrees at 9 am and approximately 90% humidity, so between staying cool and praising my husband’s golf abilities, I don’t have time for much else.

I have a final exam on Tuesday, and then I am 3 classes away from finishing my MBA. I should be done in December. I don’t know what I will do with my free time. I tell myself that I should blog more, cook more, take the dog to the dog park, read more books and go to the gym. Probably won’t happen, but I tell myself that. More wishful thinking …

Mike won his first Amateur Tour golf tournament