Anyone who knows me knows that work for me has been super stressful as of late...say the last 6 months. I will only say that though I am personally doing extremely well in my position and my manager and I have what could only be deemed a almost perfect working relationship. Truly, she is the best manager I have ever had, I cannot say enough the skills and abilities that she possesses. Regardless of the fact that I have blown my goals out of the water, I am being told that I am not doing a good job. Weird isn't I have the wrong behaviors, not attitude, behaviors, which is code for you are not doing it in the vague way we want you to do it. It has been incredibly stressful to say the least. Well, I have found a new job, not a new career that is the same but at a new workplace. Monumental, by the way, I have had the same job for 12 years. I still have to pass a background check and a drug test and being the worrier I am, I am of course worried...but unless I have another personality I don't know about both should be fine.
Erin in her most recent blog post has spoken of the wonders that is the organic or home grown strawberry. Todd and I received more strawberries then I have seen in most grocery stores from his mother's garden. It was wonderful. Todd made jam, including a strawberry jalapeno jam which is amazing. I have, as anyone who remotely follows me on facebook would know, been gushing about my recent strawberry pies as seen below. They, I have to say, are beautiful strawberry blueberry pies. Here is the thing though, I am worried about is the all too patriotic look of said pies. I really feel like they look like something that would show up at a Michelle Bachmann or Sara Palin event. They look so patriotic Midwestern Mom with a gun who home schools her kids that I am just a bit scared. No really, I just think they are pretty (pie number 2 especially).
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I have sworn off all musical competition shows...After watching what could only be deemed a horrific version of Under Pressure. Which if you you would like to lose your mind you should listen to. I am not going to go into the awful mixing Blake Shelton is way too loud, you barely hear or understand Ceelo Green. Also Adam Levine and Christina Aguilera your voices are just wrong for this song, strike that all of their voices are wrong for this song. I have decided that I am no longer going to sit though these shows and listen to awful AWFUL remakes of good songs...
Very seldom does any artist do a better or as good of a job as the original artist with a song. I can only think of a few...Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley (Leonard Cohen)... Proud Mary - Ike and Tina Turner (Creedence Clearwater Revival)... Hurt - Johnny Cash (Nine Inch Nails Trent Reznor)... I choose these examples because one outshines the original in every way (Hurt), one the original and remake are just as breath taking in their emotional resonance (Hallelujah), and one though iconic I believe the original is far superior to the remake (Proud Mary)...Johnny Cash is moving beyond words when he sings Hurt, the age in his voice, the regret, and broken quality, he is a man in mourning over the losses in his life. Cash strips away all the Nine Inch Nail-ness of this song and brings you right the the emotional core. By Nine Inch Nail-ness I mean the juvenile self pitying and self flagellation, that is almost all NIN songs. Johnny Cash is full of regrets but in a real I have lived a long hard life sort of way, the N.I.N. version is regret in the 16 yr old get over yourself you haven't seen bad yet sort of way. Jeff Buckley and Leonard Cohen sing Hallelujah in very different ways but both make you ache. They get the pain of the song, this isn't melancholy, or just sadness...this is down right hurt, pain to your core, the very fiber of your being. You are being torn apart by the very one that you love, they are torturing you but you still love them. They get that this is love...love is not parades or grand gestures it is the aching feeling that you need this person, they may and probably will hurt you but you still need them. Proud Mary though iconic by Ike and Tina Turner I think is much better served by the slower pace of C.C.R. I like the more down in the swamps version of C.C.R. The Ike and Tina version is just to poppy and fast, you can't hear or understand the words that are being sung. C.C.R. is just a good old down home, left the city because I love the Mississippi...it is a great ode to the Mississippi in the end.
Seriously this middle of the night thing leads me to write crazy things
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