High tech or what's a computer?

Yes, once again I headed into the city on BART for another interview. This one was with an agency so hopefully they will find me an awesome job...Soon! But I while I was on the train I started working on something I seem to be drawn to this time of year. I started needlepointing. I'm thinking it is a lost art. I got some really strange looks from younger people on the train. The looks didn't bother me, I just don't think they knew what I was doing. When I needle point I even wonder what I'm doing! The first project I ever did, a "Merry Christmas" banner took me 12 years to finish. I was so proud when I finally did finish that I had it framed and everything. This time around I'm working on a Christmas stocking. Its so cute and hopefully I'll be able to use it next year. I know there is no way in hell I'll finish it for this season. I'm sure it will look like crap, just as the Merry Christmas banner does, but I'll use it anyway. I think it's rather artistic that all my stiches are going in different directionsd!

Now for the flip side of the coin...after sitting on a train, working on the lost art of needlepointing, I come home and check my emails. A few days ago I sent out a happy holidays email to some friends I worked with in Los Angeles. When I first started this blog I sent them all the link to it. Well some of the emails I got back yesterday mentioned that they did check out my blog when I first sent them the link, but they weren't really sure what they were suppose to do with it or exactly what it was....I thought everyone understood what Blogs were.

So I find it kind of an interesting thing that I can sit on a train and get funny looks while I needlepoint because they don't have a clue to what I'm doing, then come home and write my blog, which isn't really that high tech, and have people tell me that have no idea what a blog is and what I'm doing.

I feel so hip and yet so old at the same time!

Am I old fashion? or a in a new frontier foreign to my friends? My friends are all pretty close to my age. You'd think that at 46 the would know what needlepointing is as I'm sure they saw their mom's or grandmothers doing it. And who hasn't heard of the internet and blogging.

Happy Thanksgiving

While I did have a job interview this morning,it was in Concord so I didn't take BART. And nothing very interesting happened on drive up there. So for today's posting I could tell you all about the AWESOME apple pie I'm making, or describe the beautiful flower arrangement I created, but instead I'll just wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Have a safe and wonderful holiday!

Cecelia

Little Pink Raiders????

Yesterday was Sunday and I was on the Oakland Raider's Express. We'll, not really, it was a BART train, but there were so many people dressed in Black and Silver heading out to the Raider's game from Pleasanton/Dublin. There was even one guy bringing on board two 12packs of beer. Of course he was the only guy wearing shorts. Everyone else was bundled up in black Raider team jackets and sweatshirts - after all, this is a mid November Sunday in California...we could all catch frostbite in 60 degree weather.

What's really cute are the faces of the children decked out in their finest Raider's gear. One little girl stands out in her pink and white Raider's jersey. She's a far cry from the Raider fan's they show close up at the game on TV wearing their spikes and black and silver Raider war paint.

After closing the doors at the first station only a handful of seats remain. It became a very interesting and noisy ride the closer we approached Oakland!

Step on a crack, break your mother's back...or other awful things

While this isn't about a train ride experience, it's about what can happen in any city or town...so city planners, contractors, and cement pourers please read and take notice and help do your part to correct this problem...not only in the SF Bay Area, but in every city across America.

I am a female. I enjoy wearing high heels, but what I don't enjoy is walking on side walks if you have on a heeled shoe that isn't a wedge or wide at the bottom of the heel. Every time I'm in the city (any city!) my heel gets stuck in a wide crack in the sidewalk. Not an unplanned crack, the but the intentional lines of the side walk they put in when pouring the sidewalk. I realize that these cracks/breaks are necessary, but damn it, make them narrower! I can't tell you how many pairs of shoes I've ruined because of a heel getting stuck.

It doesn't matter if I'm wearing high heels or kitten heels or somewhere in between...it always happens no matter what.

I can hear the applause and cheers of women everywhere agreeing with me on this one. It should be mandatory that everyone involved with sidewalk planning be made to walk a minimum of 4 blocks in high heels so they can understand this problem, fix it and plan accordingly for future sidewalk projects. It's a funny mental visual image, but hey, if it helps my shoe collection I'd gladly curtail my giggles and laughter if I see a parade of contractors in pumps.

Okay, done venting and off to Macy's to buy new shoes!

In need of Cheetos

Today I'm not on a train, a plane, a bus. I was in my car for a while, but that doesn't count. What I am doing is sitting here on the couch wishing I had a bag of cheetos or a box of donuts. Yes I am depressed. About a month ago I posting a blog with a shameless plea to employers out there offering my top notch executive admin services. Well even after that plea and I can't tell you how many resumes sent out, I'm still sitting here on the couch watching Oprah instead of sitting behind a desk organizing a company beyond their beliefs.

I have a lot I am greatful for, and I truly am, but today I received an email from a company I really wanted to work for telling me they had put the position on hold. I guess it set me off. Along with the fact that the sun never really came out today (I am solar powered). So, everyone please send me your positive thoughts and forward my blog onto anyone looking an Executive Assistant/Training Coordinator/Office Manager Extrodinare....oh send some Cheetos while you are at it!

Hanah who?

Last night we were riding BART into city. But before we even got on board we knew something was up. The kisoks where you buy your BART tickets were full of 10 year old girls, their mothers and a few fathers. Apparently Hanah Montana was appearing at the Oakland Colliseum. I've heard of Hanah Montana, but I really don't know much about her except for the fact that she is Billy Ray Cyrus's daughter. But every little girl in the East Bay knows who she is, and they were all attending her concert.

Pink, glittery, teeny bopping fans, one more adorable than the next were all over the train. The moms were in the know, but the dads were clueless and thinking back to the last concert they attended...Led Zepplin, The Rolling Stones, Rage Against the Machines, The Eagles...but Hanah Montana?????

I'm glad I had sons.