Corporate Hierarchy

I honestly do not understand why in the corporate world, you cannot tell someone what you think, just because they make more money than you. If you think about it, the reason they make more money than you is because they have been here for a longer time and over time they have proven their worth to the company. If I haven't been here as long, it doesn't mean I don't know what I'm talking about, it just means you need to listen more carefully to find out.

I am writing this specifically because of someone that I am being forced to work with, who likes to make my life miserable when he can. Actually, that is giving him too much credit. He doesn't care enough about me to make my life miserable, it just happens to be that in the process of him demanding I meet his every whim, my life is made miserable.

He comes to meetings and acts like he doesn't have time for this nonsense. I collect as much information for him as possible to make his life easier, but he doesn't take a second to reference any of it before complaining about everything being incorrectly done. Then instead of telling me what needs to be changed he says it's all fine and storms out, only later to send out a group wide e-mail with everything changed and blame me for what wasn't done properly. Most of the things he gets upset with are a result of him not reading carefully or making incorrect assumptions.

All I want to do is be able to tell him, "Sir, if you had read the information or even the summary I presented you with weeks ago, you would have been able to catch these changes. If you would realize that people are involved other than yourself, you would see how inconvenient it is to make these changes in the plan. Lastly, if you would consult with the other people in this group about your thoughts, you would get some constructive feedback about what is the proper way to proceed. I may not know what I'm talking about but you need to check your facts before making accusations, please. Thank you and have a good day."

See! That doesn't sound so awful! But I have been instructed to not e-mail this man without copying my boss' boss on it and I do not think she would like it if I wrote these things. So now I just feel like a pawn who has been stripped of all movement powers. Checkmate.

The Voices in My Head

I am going to take a break from my alphabetical haphazard postings to reflect a bit on life and God and my thoughts.

I don't know about everyone else in the world, but my head is the busiest place at all parts of my conscious state. As soon as I wake up my mind starts planning, solving, replaying, conspiring, and considering. My mind really never stops moving 100 miles an hour unless...

mUSiC

This is the one thing that gets my mind to stop working. I can just focus on the words and my voice as I generally am belting right along with my Glee star of choice.

The thing that confuses me the most is when God calls us to quiet our hearts before Him. I don't have the slightest idea what that means or what that would feel like. I am equating my heart with my mind here and I know that can be dangerous, but I honestly don't know what it feels like to be quiet.

I can hardly get my thoughts to simmer down enough to get a prayer out. Half the time I start a prayer and i'm in the middle of it and something sets my thoughts off again and then I get down one of those rabbit trails, but to show the enormity of it, let's call it an elephant's trail, and it's near impossible to focus on talking to God.

Take for instance... I was on a run this evening and I was listening to music and even with the music on, because I can't sing and run, my mind was working. I started thinking and thinking and all of a sudden I decided, "My thoughts are out of control. I think that I'll write about it and call the blog 'Voices in My Head.' And now I pulled open my computer and plopped down in my comfy velvet chair and started to write. I got about 2 sentences out before my mind switched directions and I ran out of things to say in this blog. So I sat back and let the elephant trails roll by for about 15 minutes, until finally i realized my diner was getting cold and I hadn't even finished this dumb post, which has no

point.

Maybe I'll stick to photography where I better know how to express myself.

B is for Barbie

In lieu of the holiday season I have decided to focus on my Christmas Ornaments. On my tree and in many boxes (for the ones that didn't fit on my scrawny 6 foot fake tree) i have a large collection of Barbie Ornaments, a smaller collection of Christmas Ball ornaments and a nice collection of Bird ornaments from my mom.

this first one is my new favorite and it is residing on the top of my tree on a top hat (see above).

these boots are representative of the huge cowboy faze i went through, but i love these boots.

this is one of my many Christmas balls and i love this one because it reminds me of Whoville.

This is one of the newest Barbie ornaments that I have and she is one of about... 30+ Barbies who will one day live on a tree of their own :)

this ballet slipper... i don't even remember where it came from because I've had it for so long, but i know that I wanted to be a ballerina when i was very little and i also know that we used to go to the Nutcracker Ballet every year and this might be from a very early show.

this basketball player was given to me by my grandma in high school i believe, along with a volleyball player. I miss basketball!

Alphabetical Photographic Documentary: A is for Aluminum Foil

I have not written in some time because of this weird transition state that has been keeping me busy and bored simultaneously.

I have however decided to start a alphabetical photo-documentary of whatever nonsense I can find.

You lose because A was much harder than I thought... but B will be amazing, just wait.

So...

A is for Allegro Hearth Bakery. This little bakery on my corner has some darn good bread, especially challah!!!

A is for my Alleluia music!!!! We are singing this song in the church choir on Sunday. :)

A is for Allspice so I can make these weird German Christmas cookies. You bake them twice and they have nuts and fruit peel and spices in them...

A is for ALUMINUM FOIL! This is my favorite because it reminds me of my sophomore year in college, my lovely roommate and I decided that if we wrapped our desks with foil and then lights, they would twinkle better... and they DID!

A is for... Avranches, some French word I can't pronounce or translate but is currently hanging in our living room.