Picture Time

Ok, I'm becoming a total geek...

Here I haven't posted my last draft and I'm to the next... So I think I'll post that last one without editing and hopefully it will make sense and no one will be mad at me, too much...

But my new phone is soo cool I don't even care. I have no idea if my old phone could do this stuff, but I paid over a hundred bucks for this new one so I'm makeing sure I play with and know about all the features.

I'm lame like that... If I don't pay for it or it wasn't over my "limit" then I tend to just let it sink in and learn about the item on my own time. Or if it's clothes and I spend more than I want, I wear it till I'm sick of it. But if it was cheap then I can hang for a bit. At least until the expensive stuff bores me and then I remember it's an option.

A bit like this lap top. It's not mine, the company I work for owns it, but it's the first I've had with wireless capabilities. It took me F-O-R-E-V-E-R to get the router (they paid for that too) and get it working. But now I love that I can type this message to you, in the kitchen standing up, instead of sitting, as I do all day.

But I, yes me, treated myself to the phone. It was more than I would ever spend on a cell phone. Infact it took me forever to get a cell phone. Different story, a different blog for my technology testing...

Any HHooo...

I've been testing the different things on the phone, but today was the kicker. I can get all sorts of information - news, weather, etc... Can email, can take pictures and email, can.... Can't think about anything it won't do but charge itself (whoops - battery can die). So here are my favorite photos - (I emailed them to myself from my phone because I think I threw away the cable that connects the phone to the computer - see how I am)

It rained today and this is what the barn looked like:



Yes, mud










Here's the dogs after the barn holding the couch down:















And here's the last of the dog Jo'Burg hates and I don't really know if I can blame him...















RM - Update:

There's a possible April date and I threw out a March 19th date to him. He can't the week before the 19th, but I suggested the week after, no answer. Think he's thinking about it because he hasn't answered and I spoke with him this afternoon. Worried maybe I ruined his surprise.

The April date is still up for grabs.

He promised me that free "continental US" ticket. I'll have to rethink things if that doesn't happen... some time soon.

Am I The Only One Who Likes Tax Season?????

Besides the tax man, but then he complains about having to work so hard for 3ish months... Of which I have no sympathy because they pretty much don't or don't have to work the rest of the year... Maybe that's what I should do, be a tax man. My tax man has talked to me in the past about being his apprentice. Keep that in mind if things every change.

Yes, I quite like tax season. For me, it's a time where I get to see old friends again. Some of us live here, some fly in for tax season (the tax man), but it's our yearly tax reunion. I have two, mine and the business I keep the books in exchange for training. Because I am quite the organized person when it comes to money, everything goes quite smoothly. The outcome is not always great, but it's a time to chat while the tax man enters the data and tells us the outcome. I could probably do it myself, but for the business I don't want to be responsible for their filing. As for me, the tax man knows the tricks, which I would learn if I accepted his apprenticeship offer or if I studied up.

A new list - "Things to do after Blue is sold"

First item on list - Study tax law.

Ok, so now that I've explained why the unselfish, cute, loving "Sam" loves tax season, here's why I really love tax season - Getting my hard earned money back. And ever since Aunt NoNo bought me this house I have had that luxury. A little scared about the fact I count on the money, but some how I always figure out a way to work things out. I've tried to be smart in that part of life... Saving, good credit, etc... But when it comes to love, for-get-it. A lot like the fact I can ride horses quite well, but ask me to verbally communicate something important and my foot is in my mouth. Suppose this blog is me practicing the communicating thing, but not really communicating since I've only told my mom about the blog (Luv U MD). So I am really practicing.

Yet again I digress...

Enough about taxes, on to communicating...

I know everyone on this planet has taken something someone said the wrong way. I probably do it once a week at least, if not ever day. I also know that I've been taught to be "sweet", "don't burn bridges", "smile at your enemy". Which is why I try not to say much, hence my communication issue.

But there comes a point, doesn't there????

Don't want to be the caddy, payback person. Don't want to be the complainer, so I've been trying to be the "teacher". I definitely don't want to be the grown-up "I know everything" person. There's no doubt about the fact that I could never claim that fact, although I have a friend who wants to... Don't want to be the "suck-it-up" person either. So I toss them around.

This is why I've been kinda f'ed this week...

I have one person at work that I'm trying to teach she's not my boss or the owner of the company. Then there's the person I'm trying to teach that I'm the grown-up and she better not mess with me, although I hate that roll. Which makes the "suck-it-up" person go on strike, so don't ask me for anymore favors...

On A Good Note - I'm learning how to communicate with RM...

He does so many sweet things for me that he doesn't have to do and that the other long distance relationship never did for me, so I need to remember them... But when I'm feeling "down", this is how we communicate and I feel better...

My email to him:

"If you don't want to see me or talk to me anymore, just tell me. I can't take it"

His email back:

"ok"

And then I'm thrilled that I know he still loves me, because I gave him the out and he didn't take it. And then he calls me shortly there after to say "hi" but tells me he has to go back to work. I know he's thinking about me without being sappy.

I know it's not the normal thing, but nothing about our relationship is normal. And that's what I truely like about it. And if he got too sappy, I'd be fickle.

What he said to me when I called to thank him for the flowers could not have been better. The "know-it-all" told me to find someone who loves me more than I love... That's really not possible for me, I'm not that type of person. I don't like the doting type.

RM is the one...