Sunday, December 20, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
project manager. It was then I felt that I finally “made it.” I had a career, money to raise my kids with benefits to take care of our needs, and a job that I had to idea I would absolutely LOVE. I remained in that position until I retired in 2002. Had not GTE sold to Bell Atlantic to became Verizon, I would have not considered retiring. Because changing circumstances made it impossible to do the best job I could, I took the option to leave/retire while I was still successful, after 30 years. Journaling 12.16.09
Monday, November 30, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Totally BIG news for the west coast - especially Gulf waters. Surf!!! and it was totally rockin' and rollin' and the surfers were out making it sooooo very easy. The water was freezing as was the 15 mph winds that day. It was not a good day for small crafts or any type of craft for that matter. I took 18-55 lens - wanting the challenge of not doing close ups all the time. I do have the 28-300 tamron and I do love it. It's not perfect but I love it as an all purpose lens - however, I do tend to go close up instead of standing back. So I HAD to stand back. Except for the surfers looking like bugs riding the waves, I enjoyed standing back. Getting the BIG picture. What a concept (said dryly).
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Carrying on tradition, when my son acquired a stuffed rabbit, it was creatively named BunBun. Like my brother and I before, BunBun was loved to the point of extinction. As with all BunBun’s, he was a sidekick in pretend play, nap time, and joy riding. BunBun was dragged by his ears, held up by his tail and lost his eyes, yet he remained a best bud. He was further embarrassed by being thrown in the washer, tumbled in the dryer, or in my day, hung by his ears on the clothes line. BunBun quietly disappeared as his stuffing was lost. BunBun will always be remembered fondly.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
The challenge was to chat about how technology has changed in our lifetime. Gasp. I don't even wanna go there but alas, I did.
I began my typewriting journey on a manual Underwood typewriter. You had to REALLY mash the keys. Mashing + Rhythm = Speed. I loved it. I began my journey to become the next Della Street (an awesome secretary to Perry Mason - the greatest lawyer of ALL TV) in the ninth grade. So I learned the keyboard, with many exercises, including the “quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.” Know why that sentence???? Its a pangram , a sentence containing all letters in english alphabet. The school had a mixture of typewriters and it was there I learned of “electric.” Whoa.
Remember having to fling the paten back to the left edge?
Having to find the middle of the paper and counting every two letters to find the center?
Remember the keys jamming when you typed too fast?
As I entered the workforce, there too was a mix of typewriters but mostly were newer than I was used to. Which was cool. The difference in the workforce was that you had to be PERFECT. And if it wasn’t perfect you had to type it OVER, and OVER. Until it was. Back then if you wanted multiple copies - you used carbon papers. And you had to type HARD enough to make sure ALL the copies were readable. AND you had different color and/or watermarked because they were filed in different folders and sent to different people identified in the CC’s (carbon copies) plainly identified. But there were also BCC’s (blind carbon copies) which were secret to the addressees. Liquid paper was my friend. Whoa.
Then IBM became the king of electric typewriters:
you could back space to make a correction - it typed the ink of the same letter perfectly and you could then type the correct letter. No one would know.
you could record standard greetings and phrases to play back.
you could change the balls to different fonts for snappy titles.
At the same time word processing machines were used mostly in secretarial pools because of the expense.
Then came the computer. But not as we know it now. It was a stand alone high powered word processor that caused wide panic because cc’s & bcc’s had to be revised. Most of the software was a nightmare to use because you had to make a two-three keystroke command for italics, underscore, bold, and center. My employer used SAMNA word processing which wasn’t wide spread but it was the easiest. Whatever you wanted to do - you hit THE F key and when you wanted turn the function off. You hit the SAME F key. Amazing.
I have to admit that I sometimes don’t do change well. And honestly, I loved the typewriter, however, it only took about a week to decide that the computer totally rocked. It checked spelling, the multitude of fonts was mind boggling, but the BEST of ALL, was you didn’t have to retype the whole document when you made a mistake. You called up your document, made the correction and reprinted. What a concept!
I don’t know about other employers but mine was slow to evolve the intranet and move on the internet. But it happened and now The computer today. WOW!!! I wouldn’t know what to do without it. Especially the INTERNET.
And cell phones (another animal) you can use your typewriting skills to text. Anyone.Anytime.Anywhere. journalng 10.7.09
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
oooooooooooooo Had this going on - perfect for the challenge. My favorite gram, w/her boy Nick who called her mammy - she loved that he had his own name for her. A hybrid-very simple really - wanted to focus on the picture, and of course Nick's handwritten note. QK blossom (I love that font) and some bo-bunny.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
I didn't have many of them but the biggest one of all involved the two favorite people in my life. The influence was tremendous although when push came to shove I seemed to have forgotten all I learned. I "knew" better, and could "change" things. DOH!! Anyway this was an emotional one. It brought back all the fears, but mostly the lack of faith. It's simple, it's a hybrid (again) bazzil, mm-defined, prima and 7 g's rubons w/some inking all the way around.
Photo taken at Tampa International Airport - June 1973. They flew down for my brother’s HS graduation.