Tuesday, August 01, 2006
The Huz and the Parakeet checked out an apartment last night. It was in a SUPER location. They saw that it was clean, that it had a place for their dining room table and their computer desk…they said it was good. They immediately filled out applications, ran to the place where the Huz works (only three-four blocks away) and faxed it in. They will find out tomorrow.
Wish them luck!
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
The Parakeet and the Huz will not be moving to Lincoln and Leland. Someone else will. Their application apparently got in faster. Boo. Other options have presented themselves. They will be all right. They just won’t be at Lincoln and Leland.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
HOT HOT HOT
The Parakeet left the safe quarters of her air conditioned bedroom because of a phone call. It was from the Huz. He wanted her to run an errand for him. The Parakeet loves errands big and small and was quick to oblige. She didn’t enjoy the steam that greeted her as she left her isolated ice-box, however. The air was thick and the dog was happy to stay alone in their private retreat. It was Tuesday. The temperature was 105 degrees.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Friday, August 11, 2006
Monday, August 14, 2006
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
Arrggh…that darn dog!
The Parakeet is sleeping alone this week. The Huz is in some small town in Illinois fixing the fly system at one of their high schools.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
In a Tin Lizzie or maybe just a Tizzy.
The Parakeet, as most of you know, is performing new duties at The Job. It’s been nearly two months and she wishes it was going smoother. It seems like she’s teaching herself most days. There are software programs with daily routines except for those minor exceptions when such-and-such happens. Which feels like every day. There are so many numbers. So many numbers for a girl with a B.F.A. in Acting.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
if you could a’ seen…
The Parakeet rolled over and the clock said 6:44. Hmm…one minute before she needed to leave the house. She stood up, went to the bathroom, peed and came back to the bedroom to get dressed. Somehow the clock then said 6:49. What? How did it take five minutes to pee? Can we get a little urgency here, ‘Keet?
Thursday, August 24, 2006
So, the Huz bought a Tivo. The Parakeet didn’t argue much because it was not expensive and she just didn’t want to have to make the phone calls, set it up, etc. She is often the logistics manager not only of her office, but also her home and she did not want to add a TV recorder to the list of responsibilities.
Friday, August 25, 2006
Some observations the Parakeet has made this week:
1. Whenever she loses weight, she has been eating a lot of tuna. It’s a great lean protein.
2. There is usually time for a nap.
3. A Quick, “Sorry, I …whatever” is much better than arguing any any point. seriously. especially to a boss.
4. Perhaps she is deaf. She seems to turn the alarm off without memory of the event.
5. Cutting around people on the right to then pull back in front of them a block later because cars have parked on that side of the street is not necessarily rude, as much as it is just moving forward.
6. Many people who work out at Bally’s have probably been on a reality show.
7. It was probably Fear Factor
8. They probably wore bikinis.
9. Percy will always need someone to walk him. He will never walk or feed the Parakeet.
10. Old Friends are often the best.
Monday, August 28, 2006
not-so customer service
The Parakeet and the Huz have both worked customer service jobs. The Huz even answered phones for a cell phone company, so he has really “been there”. It’s very people-oriented and it can really try your patience. Any one in a restaurant understands this. But knowing what is required and expected of a service-oriented position, the two of them have been known to question (as if they were forty years older than they really are) what has happened to customer service?
Where are the good old days when a phone call about your bill actually helped explain the situation and got you a bit of credit on next month’s bill? When did you start needing three receipts to return something only to get store credit? When did customer service reps start acting like you were stupid for having a question?
Well….yesterday was a very long day for the Parakeet. Especially for a Sunday. She got up early for church with the Huz, had rehearsal, had some mis-communication with the Huz that resulted in bike rides, el rides, and car rides, and then had another meeting at 6PM, after which she went to the store to get food for the week. She made it back home a little more than twelve hours after she left just a tad grumpy. But nothing a little cabernet and Tivo couldn’t handle.
Anyway, she stopped at Target around 8:50 to finish the last of her errands. Unaware that they closed at 9 on Sunday as opposed to 10, an announcement came over the loud speaker while she was trying to track down cotton balls, “Target Customers: The time is now 9:00. The Target store is now closed. Please proceed to the regsiters with your items. As a reminder store hours are, yada yada yada”. The Parakeet is a very “do what you’re told, by the rules” kind of girl. She felt bad being at the store as it closed and raced to grab a couple more things as lights turned out and headed to the front of the store.
She was surprised to see that many other customers were still in the store. She was not the only one. And others were much more casually ‘shopping’. There were five or so lanes open and one or two people waiting at each one. Didn’t they hear? The store is closed. Another announcement came one “Target Customers, the time is now 9:10…”
The woman in front of the Parakeet was arguing with the checker that her shampoo had been rung up twice. Finally, she finished. The Parakeet checked out and as she was signing her credit card slip, the woman behind her threw a receipt and a box of eye drops into the checker’s face, “Can I return this here? Guest Services looks closed”. The checker dealt with her very politely, especially considering the circumstances.
As the Parakeet walked her bag of goodies out the door, she watched a couple arguing with the next cashier over about the price of stainless steel trash can. Is this really happening? Is every customer who already is in the store after it is closed arguing about prices?
The Huz and Keet may have spoke too soon. Customer Service people are being pushed too far. Everyone is afraid of getting taken and is sure the rules don’t apply to them. It has got to get old gently reminding customer after customer that ‘the price is the price and closing time is closing time’. yeesh.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
will she recover?
The Parakeet, in a moment of launderial crisis, had to wear “Thursday” panties yesterday….on Monday! This is not the kind of thing she deals with well. Out of order. Must control situation. Aaaahhhh.
The Huz did four loads of laundry. Thank God.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
The Parakeet and the Huz moved to Chicago together three months after getting married. They lived with the ‘keet’s parents for those 90 days to save up some dough. It was a great plan. They didn’t have much furniture (read: any). They took some bookcases from her parents and bought a mattress from someone who had an ad in the paper. The Parakeet, much to the dismay of the Huz, picked up a crappy table and four chairs from a thrift store for $20. He worked hard on that table to try to make it not so crappy and the Parakeet re-covered the chairs with the help of her sister. Even so, it lasted a year at most.
They loaded up a U-Haul and headed to Chicago from FL in January. They started by driving to Texas. They met the Huz’ family, picked up the dog (who couldn’t stay in Lake Mary, FL) and some more furniture; a small dresser, bedside table, two chairs, and an antique hall tree. They continued north to Missouri where they stayed with the Parakeet’s grandmother. In Missouri, they picked up a couch from her aunt. The truck was finally full and the Russell’s were ready to fill an apartment. Now they just needed jobs.
So nearly four years into their marriage, the Huz and the ‘Keet have begun to replace some of the family’s charity. Which they have been so grateful for this whole time. Though some of it they wouldn’t part with for any reason. They bought a dining room table and a entertainment center two years ago. IKEA has served them well for the most part.
But NOW they have been able to purchase a sofa. Not just a sofa; a brown, leather, sleeper sofa. They are so excited! Thank you Roy’s Furniture in Lincoln Park. They ordered it at the end of July and it was going to be 6-8 weeks for delivery. The Huz continued to joke with the Parakeet day after day, “Did our couch come? Is our couch here?”
For some reason, and I know some of you feel the same way, it seems momentous to buy a couch. Like they are ‘movin’ on up’. Have accomplished something. The couch has arrived. They will schedule delivery to their new place ( so they won’t get to enjoy it until Oct 1), but still —How exciting! Eventually, you will all be invited over for a sit. And you out-of-towners can use the bed part. Hmm?
Oh, the milestones by which we mark time.