Archive | October, 2003

Adieu!

30 Oct

Crap. I totally lost my bet with JB on the Bachelor. Meredith got kicked off last night, meaning I owe JB a massage. Oh well…. I guess there will be plenty of time for me to pay up on our VACATION!!! Kelly Joe is totally going to win now.

OK, I’ve received two comments about people not speaking French in Vancouver. I know that, but having recently lived on the Canadian border at Windsor, I know that most of the products you buy there have French on the labels, so I can impress JB while reading him labels, right? There is also French on their money, and they have French language TV shows. So there… I’ll speak French there, but it may just be to myself!

Oh my gosh, am I ready for a vacation! Just think….. This time tomorrow I could be sitting in a little coffee joint in Seattle!

No More Driving Excitement

29 Oct

It is a damn shame that Pontiac is pulling out of NASCAR. I love Pontiac. I used to work for Pontiac, back when the brand motto was ‘Driving Excitement’.

Then they cancelled my favorite Pontiac car, the Firebird. That left Pontiac with a bunch of sedans and a minivan, which isn’t horribly exciting.

So now their motto is ‘Fuel for the Soul’, and evidently that fuel isn’t racing fuel.

When I was working for Pontiac, I got to meet all of the Pontiac NASCAR drivers. I still have a picture hanging in my bedroom of me with all of the pontiac drivers, and it is autographed by all of them, with the enscription saying “To Lynnette — Pontiac is Cookin’!” (Cookin’ being a play off of my last name.)

After meeting Bobby LaBonte that day, I became an avid fan, and Bobby hasn’t let me down much. But GM, on the other hand, has totally let me, and the legacy of Pontiac down. Way to kill the cool brand, GM. At least I’m doing my part to keep Driving Excitement alive by driving the Trans Am.

Crisis at LynnetteCook.com

29 Oct

I gave my brother and sister in law a website for their wedding present. I offered to update the site for them for the next year as part of their gift.

So today, my brother, Chuck, sends me a picture he wants me to add to the site. Not a big deal, right? It took all of about a minute to drop it into Frontpage, and then I hit the Publish button.

It took FOREVER to upload, and I wasn’t sure why uploading one picture would take so long. That is until I happened to go to my website, LynnetteCook.com, when I discovered that stupid Frontpage had published ChuckNAudra.com to LynnetteCook.com, and my site was GONE.

Panic ensued.

So then I went back to my LynnetteCook.com files and republished them, and it took almost a half hour to complete. *fingers crossed that everything is OK*

I added some more photos to my photos section, so check them out.

In other news, JB and I are betting on our favorites for the Bachelor. We’re shamelessly addicted to the show. I’ve got my money on Meredith, while JB is rooting for Kelly Joe. I do have to admit that Kelly is FROM Michigan, and could handle the miserable winters there, since that is where Bachelor Bob lives. (He actually lives really close to where I used to live there.) Meredith is from LA, meaning she could win, but the odds of her surviving in Michigan are slim (at least in my point of view).

A Picture Says 1000 Words

28 Oct

Remember when I went to Lake Tahoe with JB for a sunset picnic on the beach? That still goes down as one of the best dates ever, and here is a self portrait from that outing…

Me and JB

Note: I played with the coloring to antique the pic. The color version actually made my face look really funky because they over-enhanced it when the film was developed. Changing the color on the pic salvaged my face, but sacrificed the sunset colors in the background. I guess that means I prefer looking better than the Lake.

Weekend Update

27 Oct

I really don’t understand how weekends can fly by so fast while the weeks just drag. Perhaps it’s because my weekends have been so enjoyable over the past several months.

Here’s what I (OK, we — JB and I) did:

  • Went to a bar in Carson City on Friday night and danced to rap/hip hop music. All of the songs had the same beat, so dancing got a little monotonous. It was actually rather entertaining to watch all of the white people trying to dance to it.
  • Did hard manual labor for JB on Sat. morning (translation: aerated his lawn and planted some shrubs)
  • Went to the UNR Homecoming football game Sat. afternoon…. Showed up in the 4th quarter due to the hard manual labor taking longer than expected, and enjoyed the college atmosphere. Next time, I plan to tail gate and sit in the student section.
  • Saturday night, we went out to dinner with my brothers and their wives, and my nephew Jack. We went to Outback, where the wait was ONLY 70 minutes. (Mental note: Don’t go to chain restaurants on a Saturday night any more!)
  • Sunday we went another great hike in an area called Blue Lakes. The Fall colors were great, and the dogs enjoyed swimming in a lake.

So that’s it. Not horribly exciting to read about, but it was a lot of fun to experience.

You, Too, Can Be a Big Winner

23 Oct

Anyone that reads this blog knows that I’m a huge fan of the Reno-Tahoe area. Well, I’m currently running two contests for work, where we’re giving away trips to Reno-Tahoe, so if you want to try your chances of experiencing it for yourself (and helping me boost entry numbers), here are the links:

Win a Reno-Tahoe Golf Adventure
Trip a Week Giveaway

(Shameless plug complete….)

Singing in the Rain

23 Oct

Next week, I’ll be headed to Seattle and Vancouver, Canada for my first official vacation with JB. I can’t wait. In fact, my mind is already there, and I just have to wait a week for my body to catch up.

Things on the ‘Must see or do’ list for the vacation include:

  • Drink coffee from an official Seattle coffee stand
  • Check out that Space Needle
  • Go to a Seattle club and try to look grunge with my bangs and rain coat
  • Eat LOTS of sea food
  • Spend every moment of sunshine/part in the clouds outside (might not be many of those)
  • Sleep in
  • Make an effort to speak and read French in Canada (bad words don’t count)

The list is rather short right now because we’ve decided that this will be a ‘fly by the seat of your pants’ type of vacation, so we’re really not sure how many days will be in Seattle and how many will be in Vancouver. And as long as my ‘Must see or do’ list remains short, there shouldn’t be any stress of trying to make sure we fit it all in.

Now I’m off to get the zipper on my suitcase repaired. After one too many trips of stuffing that thing as much as I could, the zipper just up and petered out on me.

Oh, and did I mention we’re going during rainy season?!

Killing the Hose

20 Oct

The highlight of this past weekend was a hike that JB and I took with the three dogs on Sunday afternoon. We went up to the Tahoe Rim Trail and hiked three miles up to an alpine lake. The Aspens were in full color, and there were greens and golds and reds all around us. It seemed that the further we got in on the trail, the more breathtaking it became.

When we got up to the lake, it was right before sunset, and the lake was a perfect mirrored reflection of the surrounding mountains and Fall color. We took a bunch of pictures, which I will post here… (It was JB’s camera, so we’ll see how long it takes him to develop the film and scan the images for me!) Our matching black and white lab mix dogs enjoyed fetching sticks in the water while JB’s Rott, Heidi, sat on the shore with us.

Now the funniest thing happened while we were out… I must preface this story by saying that my pooch, Tucker, is fascinated by hoses. Whenever there is water coming out of a hose, he is right there trying to bite the water. He’ll leap in and out of the stream trying to get a good bite.

Well, JB decided to, let’s put this nicely, ‘go see a man about a horse’. He was out of my view, but this is what I heard:

“Tucker, no. No, Tucker!!! TUCKER!!!”
*Tucker shaking, as dogs do after getting wet*

That’s when I said, “JB, did you just pee on my dog?”

His response was, “He was trying to kill the hose!!!”

So now I guess Tucker is JB’s dog, as he has been appropriately marked.

Birth of a Blog

16 Oct

Oooooooooo……… My sister-in-law finally started a blog. Welcome to the world of blogging, Janie!

In other news, JB and I finished setting up my piano last night, and I’ve downloaded all kinds of sheet music. There will be music in my house tonight! Must practice so that I can seranade him!

Finally, I finished one of my freelance projects last week. Check it out: RenoIceDome.com.

Mouse in a Maze

16 Oct

Despite the fact that we’ve been in our new offices almost two weeks, only one out of the 40 or so employees in our offices has keys. Hence, when she leaves, she locks all the doors, which actually locks the people remaining in the office inside. When she is late for work, like she was this morning, we are locked out.

Our offices remind me of a little maze. All of our different departments are in these little compartmentalized areas connected by meandering hallways. Well, this morning, I was extremely proud to be on time to work, and found the doors to the Marketing office locked. One of our admins, who was actually inside, heard me pulling on the doors and came out to tell me through the glass that she couldn’t unlock the doors, but that the Human Resources door was open, so I could go try over there.

So I marched over to Human Resources, and then had to find my way through the maze to the Marketing office. I ran into the Director of Human Resources on my way, and teased him by saying if he didn’t want us to come into work, they could just tell us instead of locking us out.

When I finally walked into Marketing office through the back door, I threw up my hands in triumph and announced ‘I did it!’ The other two employees that had also succeeded in finding their way through the maze applauded me. That leaves four other people in our department who are probably still wandering through the maze.

Now really, would it be so difficult to give us all keys? It’s not really a great incentive for us to show up to work early or to stay late when we know we’ll either be locked in or out.

On that note, I start my day.

Impulse Shopping

14 Oct

I went to Costco last night to get some fruit, veggies, and milk. As I was walking through the store, I saw something that stopped me in my tracks.

It was a full size Casio digital piano with weighted keys. Now I know this wouldn’t excite many of you, but I’ve actually been in the market for a digital piano for at least six months now. And to find it at Costco was really exciting.

I started taking classical piano lessons when I was seven, and continued all through high school. I even took six credits of private instruction in college, but they then told me that if I wasn’t going to major in piano, I couldn’t take any more private piano classes. I haven’t had regular access to a piano since college, and I’ve missed it terribly. I play air piano a lot on my lap, but really, that doesn’t cut it for me.

My piano teacher never really let me play popular music much, so I’m extremely excited to start teaching myself what I want to play (not what she would have wanted me to play). Today at lunch, I’m going out to find me some Yanni sheet music — something I’ve been wanting to do since I saw Yanni in concert in May.

Watch out, people. I may be quitting my day job to play in a piano bar soon.

OK, really, I wouldn’t do that, but man, wouldn’t that be a fun job?!

Race Photos

13 Oct

Last week I mentioned that JB and I ran the Race for the Cure together. My brother, Greg, and his family were our cheerleaders and official photographers. Here are the pictures that Greg took:

Disclaimer: I know you can’t see much in these. I need to crop them and post again, but I’m out of time for today… Stay tuned.

JB the happy runner.

JB running across the finish line, barely beating out a 9 year old girl.

This is me, another happy runner.

This is me sprinting to the finish line.

Better Now

13 Oct

OK, OK, I’m better now. Friday was one of those days that went from bad to worse, and was a bit magnified by some friendly PMS hormones raging through my system.

I went to see the movie Under the Tuscan Sun on Friday night. It was a good movie, but definitely NOT recommended on a day when you’re in a fragile emotional state. I was pitifully sobbing throughout the movie. The plot involves a woman that gets divorced at 35, loses the house in the divorce, and ends up moving to Italy, where she is lonely and gets her heart broken yet again. It did have a few positive themes, and ended on a good, but sappy note.

I actually ordered the book today, thinking that the writing would probably be pretty good, and I could appreciate it a bit more than I did on Friday. Here are a few thoughts from the movie that can help a girl get through a long Monday:

Italians built railroad tracks over the Alps before there was even a train engine that could make it over the Alps. The point is that they dreamed what was possible, and then prepared for it. The moral was that you should prepare yourself for Love and believe that it will happen to you.

A quote from an eccentric character in the movie: When I was a little girl, I tried and tried to catch lady bugs. Then I fell asleep in the grass and woke up with lady bugs all around me. The moral of that story was that instead of trying to make Love happen, you just need to let it happen.

So with those inspiring thoughts, go, young lads, and prepare yourself for Love, but don’t try to make it happen. (That’d be a bit hard to follow, wouldn’t it? In essence, don’t change a damn thing and just have hope that you won’t be alone for the rest of your life.)

Deep thoughts for a shallow world.

Sucky

10 Oct

Today sucks. Is it over yet? I’m ready to crawl into bed and not come out until Monday.

I’ll Use the Scrunchie for my Bangs

9 Oct

HBO has been running Sex and the City re-runs every weeknight (two shows per night), which has given me the opportunity to catch the first few seasons that I missed before I got hooked on the show.

The most recent shows have been making fun of things I am guilty of, and, as Carrie Bradshaw would say, ‘I have to wonder’ if I’m making some horrible fashion mistakes.

1. Using hair scrunchies. Now I know that these things aren’t acceptable for going out or office wear, but why aren’t they acceptable at the gym? Do I need to ditch my comfy hair friendly scrunchies for ties that will stretch and pull out my hair just to remain up with the trends?
2. Bangs. This has really been a huge topic of conversation for me lately, and I couldn’t believe it last night when Carrie Bradshaw said “Who am I to judge? I had bangs in the 80s!” Well, I had bangs in the 70s, 80s, 90s, and 00s. Am I a walking fashion blooper? I’ve been considering growing them out… I will look in the mirror and pull them back just to see what I’d look like sans bangs, and it’s really hard to imagine. What is even harder to imagine is enduring the actual process of growing the bangs out. I haven’t cut them in like 6 weeks, and they’re already driving me batty.

That’s all for now. Random thoughts from a random girl.

Back Among the Living

8 Oct

I’m FINALLY back online, after over 2 days of no connectivity. I’d like to report that the office move went off without a hitch, but it didn’t…

I came in on Monday to discover that I had been told to label all of my blongings with the WRONG OFFICE NUMBER. Hence, all of my boxes, monitor, computer wires, etc. were all delivered directly to storage. The new offices aren’t finished… Literally… I’m talking the stairs and hallways into our offices are still bare wood and are in the process of being painted, with ‘WET PAINT’ signs glaring angrily at you every way you turn. There is also a piece of paper with a peace sign drawn on it, and I’m not quite sure what that means in the world of construction workers.

So in our offices, we had all kinds of workers who were useless because the servers were down, scores of movers who were tripping over the construction workers that are scrambling to finish the building. We even have some spots where we’re walking on carpet padding instead of carpet. Lovely.

One good thing about the move is my new desk, which once belonged to the former CEO. It’s NICE. I’m talking dark red wood executive type desk. Too bad it had to be paired with some 1970s era chairs.

The fact that my stuff was missing and I couldn’t get online meant that I had almost two full days off from work. On Monday, I called JB to gloat about my ‘rough’ work day, and he suggested I come meet him up at Lake Tahoe by his work. I thought this was a wonderful idea, and packed a picnic of wine, cheese, salami, crackers, sushi, and edamame. I hopped in the Trans Am and enjoyed a fun ride up the mountain as I followed a Porsche. You wouldn’t believe how well people move over to let you pass when there is a Porsche and a Trans Am coming up behing them.

So JB and I met up at the beach right at sunset, and had the beach to ourselves, except for two Canadian Geese that watched us for about ten minutes. We polished off the bottle of wine, and after watching the sunset, we were treated by watching the moon rise. We went for a lovely moonlit walk on the beach *insert romantic sigh here*, and I must say, it was one of the best dates EVER.

On Tuesday, I slept in a bit, headed into the office, then headed back home, and managed to get all kinds of stuff done around the house. I later went for a trail run, where I fell AGAIN, and am now scraped up on my hand and my leg. I think it’s time to go find a track.

As for the weekend, JB and I watched my two year old nephew, Jack, on Friday and Saturday. I must say I think we did a swell job, but neither of us can stop talking like the little tyke. Our conversations now have inserts of ‘uh-ohs’, ‘eeeewwsss’, ‘scary’, etc. It’s actually rather entertaining.

On Sunday, JB and I did a 5k Race for the Cure run. I’m happy to report that I shaved over seven minutes off of my time since April. JB still beat me by five minutes, but cripes, his legs must be at least a foot longer than mine!

So that’s the update. Contrary to popular belief in my family, I haven’t dropped off the face of the earth, I haven’t been kidnapped by JB, and I am not sick. I’m alive and kickin’.

Boxed In Again

3 Oct

I finally finished packing up my office. Here are some thoughts dominating my mind right now:
1. How does a WEB person collect 7 boxes worth of stuff in one year?!
2. Oh my gosh — that’s what the surface of my desk looks like!
3. I’m so glad that the other girls in my office love 80s music, because we’ve been jamming all day as we packed. Right now we’re listening to “My Name is Luca”.
4. I’m really sad that our servers will be down Monday morning, preventing me from doing ANY work. Really. Sad, I tell you. Sleeping in on Monday is just going to SUCK. (Ha!)

Reason #152 Why Living in Reno Rocks

3 Oct

After a Thursday night date that lasted a bit too late, I arrived at work this morning tired and famished. At 9:30, I popped over to the casino next door for the $2.49 casino breakfast and a never ending cup of coffee. I was serenaded my entire breakfast by the Keno runner…

“Keno. Keeeeeno. Kennnnno. Kenoooooo.” I was amazed at how many different inflections she could use in her voice for the same word.

And I now feel much better about facing the rest of the day, with caffeine surging through my veins and a full belly. We’ll see how long this lasts.

Moving and a Shakin’

2 Oct

I’ve been through numerous office moves in my career. If there is one thing I’ve learned it’s that office moves NEVER happen on the date they’re supposed to occur.

We were supposed to move September 22. All the other girls in the office were diligently packing and preparing for that date, while I sat back waiting for the move to be delayed. And it was. Ha.

So now the new move date is supposed to be this Monday. Once again, everyone is packing and stacking boxes, but I haven’t started at all. Call me a procrastinator or a pessimist, but I really don’t feel like boxing up all of my files just so I have to dig through a bunch of boxes to find one piece of paper.

Well, we just had two mover men come into my office, and when they walked in the door, you could tell they were a bit perplexed.

“You looking for something in particular?” I asked them.

“Well, we’re coming in tomorrow to start tearing stuff down and moving it.”

“I guess I should start packing, eh?” I said, and they looked at me like I was bonkers.

So I guess the move is really happening now. It’s time for me to get off my butt and start packing. One more full day of my beautiful view… And as of Monday, my commute will be a short and sweet five minutes. Take that, Detroit!

Pleasant Surprise

1 Oct

This morning, I went to the gym and did a kick butt work out of 20 minutes interval running on the treadmill and 45 minutes of leg weights. I had packed a pair of jeans to wear to work (we’re boxing up our offices for a move next week, so jeans are OK to wear this week — yeah!).

The jeans I had grabbed happened to be a pair I hadn’t worn for several months. I bought them last January when I realized I didn’t have any jeans that fit well anymore. At that time, I threw out all of the old jeans that were too small and stocked up on bigger jeans.

When I buttoned and zipped my jeans this morning, I felt like I was on one of those Weight Watchers/Jenny Craig/Subway commercials where people hold up some huge pants next to their newly skinny body. I could pull the waist band out like four inches, and was genuinely concerned that my pants would stay up the entire day without a belt. I specifically remember these same jeans being a bit snug when I bought them.

So now as I head into the cooler Fall weather, I have determined that I need to go jeans shopping yet again, lest I look like some tom boy that is afraid to wear form fitting jeans.

And you know what?! I’m so glad I have this problem, and for once, I’m actually excited to go shopping!

After I put my jeans on, I went to the dentist for my 8 am appointment. The hygienist looked at me, sat back, and said, “something is different — have you lost a bunch of weight?”

So it’s official… If my fat pants are slipping off of me and my dental hygienist noticed, I have made a noticeable difference in my appearance. Thank God. It took long enough to get to this point!