with my company, i'm supposed to forget the word no.

which i completely understand... this is a SERVICE industry...my primary objective is to serve the customer. the word no shouldn't be in my vocabulary....


but there's no...and there's im-fucking-possible. like today:
custo comes up, and my one and only clerk is occupied with another customer. i leave ma bench and ask her if i can help. she needs a cake. sweet. we do that stuff, right? no. she needs a cake in 1 HOUR....

in a different bakery, a different circumstance..sweet! we do that stuff!

but, i'm mixing. which means that i'm mixing doughs. which means i now have 4 different doughs on my table RIGHT NOW, and two mixing in the bowls...and it's gonna take AT LEAST an hour before i have everything in a place where i can stop for longer than 10 minutes.
i try to explain to this woman that i'm in the middle of a process that i can NOT stop, but will at the soonest available point, which will be in about an hour. add in the time it takes to DECORATE the cake, and make it two hours until pickup.

nope. she wants it...NOW. *sighs and starts slamming her head against the wall*

NO. we do not have cakes back here, pre iced and ready to decorate. NO we do NOT have cakes back here, looking exactly like the one you want, just on happenstance.. NO i can NOT make yeast STOP working just because you got a wild hair up your ass and decided to celebrate your kids birthday, instead of ignoring it as you HAVE DONE the past fucking MONTH.

yet...we don't say NO around here...

so i say "you can pick it up in 2 hours.."

that's not good enough.

well FUCK me lady!! let me STOP TIME right here and now... for fucks sake....

she went elsewhere, which in my company is a HUGE HUGE HUGE no-no. what the hell am i supposed to do?!?!?!??!?!?!

...i know this has been the "all rayce, all the time" blog lately...but just ONE more OMG cute rayce story?

i had to close tonight, so it was after 11pm when i got home. i walk in and since 1. dum's still awake and 2. i don't hear the ever constant refrains of "no bite, rayce, NO BITE"

i figure the babe's asleep. i ask dum how long he's been out, and find out that...he's still awake....

for the first time...since we've gotten him.. he went into his crate, dum said he whined then ran back out. he wondered around whining for a bit, wanted on the couch, which is "mommy territory" and finally settled with sticking his nose under the couch and ish-sleeping.

once i'd walked into the living room, and he heard ma voice, rayce came running, with lil tail wagging. after much cooing and much kissing, i put him back down on the ground. he still didn't want to go into his kennel. then i had a lil lightbulb. we'd recently changed out the towel in there, and had taken out the funky t-shirt we'd thrown in with it.

since i'd fudged on laundry (it didn't SMELL bad ) i happened to be wearing ma united way tee for the second time since it'd been washed. so i took it off, gave it a rub under each armpit for good measure, and tossed it in...

rayce had by this time laid his head on ma feet and decided that he'd go to sleep. so i put him in his crate on top of the tee...

at first..nothing.. he'd almost decided to come out when he'd stopped to gnaw on his foot. then he got a whiff...

hehehehehhe...i've never been so happy to have a boy sniff ma skunky shirts...lol... he literally FLOPPED down on it, buried his nose under a fold, and fell asleep.

*grins* yea...there's prolly gonna be more of the same programming on the "all rayce, all the time" channel... cuz he got his first bath, and i took pics!! lmfaooo....actually, i made dum take pics... so i lied. but i'll try to add more other stuff

why can't i remember important dates?!?? like.....EVER??? i forget ma mom's b-day like every other year..so often that i've been threatening to get it tattooed on ma wrist forever...

then....i go and forget the anniversary of the day me n dum physically met...sept 13, 2007. tho he forgot it too, so i don't feel as bad.

ON TOP OF THAT!!!

i was checking ma profile, to see if any changes needed to be made...when i realized i missed ma fuckin 1 year aNNiversary of being kricket!! ffs!!!

so...to dum,
i was in love with you before i "met" you, but we both know it wasn't real until i felt your lips on mine, and felt myself in your arms....that first time we kissed..in the parking lot surrounded by the mist and halos of light from the streetlights...holding a bag of beef jerky you'd thrust at me as soon as you got out of the car.... i knew i would never want to be without you again. i love you, and happy anniversary.

and...to everyone on NN...the people past and present who have made this place the community that i love so much,

there have been so many changes in my life since i was reborn on NN as kricket, shedding the name of sheve. the ones who held ma hand when i needed to cry, talked to me when i was lonely, let me laugh and make a fool of myself just because i needed to.. thank you and i love you guys and ladies too. tho this is an "amateur nude community" i often forget about that part (well, till i start perving ;P) because as much as you all bare your bodies *or not* you bare your hearts and souls so much more....

thank you all for being ma friends, ma joke machines, ma ears or shoulders, ma protectors...

thank you all for letting me into your lives, making you laugh, holding your hands when you cry, for letting me fight for you, or beside you....

some of you have introduced me to people you love so very much, boyfriends, girlfriends, sons and daughters... i always shake ma head in wonder when i stop to think about the trust involved.

so thank you for that too...


love you guys is all
*muwah*

we still can't figure out what type doggie rayce is...

we've heard everything from sharpi to pitt to chihuhua...wile i was in the petstore yesterday, i found some pups that look quite a bit like him...



they're called puggles....which is a pug/beagle hybrid. then we looked up puggles on google..but they're muzzles are always dark...and their tails curl more than rayce's.

then we saw a rottie/retriever mix that looked alot like him too...

who knows. anyway, we're on our way to his first vet appt. dum's gonna carry him in and hold him for the shots. i get to "rescue"him and carry him out and hold him on the way home...
wish us luck

it's been nice, haven't done much of nothing but read, watch t.v., play with rayce and eat.

...i need a few more of these....

yep...i gots it bad. lil rayce has become a source for many giggles, awwwww's...and breathless wonder. there's seriously nothing better than coming home now. he's always asleep in his kennel when i get home, but all i have to do is call out "rayce.....rayce....mommy's home" and he wakes up and charges out of his crate. makes everything bad that's happened that day melt away at the site of that lil tail wagging so hard. go figure...guess dum was right... maybe i AM a dog person, was just lacking the right dog

anyway... i gave him a huge stuffed eeyore doll, to cozy up his crate. he loves to snuggle when he sleeps, at first only with his puppy dog doll, which is almost twice his size. but now it's both of them...and the eeyore doll is at least 4X his size!! lol.



we couldn't have asked for a better *kid*. he sleeps throu the night, hardly ever has "accidents" in the house, and when he's tired of playing....he walks his funny lil sideways walk back to his eeyore and puppy, rearranges them to his liking, and goes to sleep.

one wrinkle for dum tho.... i'm hardly ever home...usually only home and AWAKE for about 2 or 3 hours.. so me n rayce have gotten into the habit of him falling asleep on my lap, and once i'm done petting and cooing..i return him to his crate. *grin* dum isn't too happy 'bout this deviation from his training...but...i don't care! lol...

exiting...still smelling puppy breath....

name!!

we've named him!

he's ma lil rayce.... *race* dum had originally wanted that name for his first boy child, but since children aren't really a part of our equation...


rayce he is

ty all for the name ideas...we were tempted by a few of em...

but when this name came up, it was one of those *BAM* moments...it's his name.lol

he spent a good hour n half with me after i got off work, playing and chewing and pooping/peeing/eating...then toddled up to me, climbed in ma lap, and with a quiet sigh....went promptly to sleep. i snuggled the baby for a lil bit, then back into his kennel with his lil puppy stuffed toy (omg he LOVES that thing).

i'm off to eat dinner... *muwah* and thank you again!

yes...no matter what, i've fallen in love.... head over heals, completely, deeply...with a DOG!!!

was at work today doing a whole lot of nuffin, when ma associates daughter walks in...

she's cradling something, but i just figured she was cold. she opens up her arms to revel an itty bitty puppy....

she went out to her mailbox this morning, and found a wee bit of fur in her driveway. seems someone dropped this lil guy off and left.... =(

she took him to her bf's workplace, and no one could take him. so she brought him to her mom's work...MY work...

i saw it....and i fell in LOVE...........sent a pic to dum right away, and then called him like 20 seconds after.....

told him the situation, told him to wait for the pic and call me back....got fed up after a few minutes and called him..lol... he finally said "yes" yea...like that took a WHOLE lot of armtwisting.

so here he is...unnamed...


and



this is the new love of ma life... anyone care to guess his mix????

dum wants to name him buster...and i HATE that name...lol...

soooooo........care to guess his mix? or suggest a name?!?

just back from a short vacation. it was lovely. we went a bit north to visit some friends. had more fun than i normally do on vacations, and the funny thing is, we spent most of our time on the back porch, drinking beers and just talking. playing with dogs and kids and just generally being lumps. on saturday, we put together a feast...dum made hummus, and guacamole, and homemade tortilla chips. there was also a black bean and corn salsa that was...OMG good... dinner was mojo chicken, spicy beans, and fresh green beans with sweet potatoes. considering, as a rule, i don't eat guacamole, OR sweet potatoes, but almost joined the clean plate club. for dessert, i'd brought a carrot cake, and spent (what felt like YEARS) in the kitchen with my friend, making baklava. 2 pans....so dum could have one all to hisself. needless to say, we all went to bed early that night...

we were about 4 hour away before he realized he'd forgotten his pan...and threatened to turn around to get it. lol... i had to promise to make him some more the next time i have 2 days off.

all in all, i couldn't have planned a better mini-vacation, and can't wait to do it again, either on home turf or going up there again. movies, music, good food, and good friends...ahhhhhhhhhhh

i almost feel human again

sooo...i closed tonight. and right before 10pm, when the doors closed, the grocery manager had mentioned to me he was still gonna be there for at least 2 hours...there were some things he HAD to do before he left. since ma bakery was all buttoned up, i volunteered to help out. grabbed a float (flat bottomed large cart) and started throwing groceries. i worked the float rather quickly, and went to clock out. the grocery mgr, and the customer service manager and a few other people asked me what kind of beer i wanted and how many.

....it's been quite a while since i've been to a "managers meeting" in the parking lot. after we close, we all hang out and drink beer and bullshit....

so i was all for it. stood out there with 6 or 7 people, having a beer and we're all laughing, trading company gossip or badmouthing problem customers...i'm on my 2nd beer when ma cell vibrates on ma hip. it's dum.

he asks if i'm ok, and says he was worried. i told him he could call me whenever he wanted...he says..."i did...when you were 20 minutes late"
.....i look at the time...FFS, it's almost 11:30.
"i'm gonna take ma nighttime medicine...my fevers over 103"

shit.....omg i totally lost time in any concept. i thought it was MAYBE 10:30.....so i dumped what was left of ma beer and rushed home... he says everything's cool and it's ok...but i feel like a pile of shit..

grrrrrrrrr