I logged onto Yahoo this morning to be greeted with the news that my bank had sold out to Citigroup. That little tid bit of news did not bring any happiness to me this morning and it actually brought about a strong curiosity as to exactly what changes are going to take place and when?
At this point there are all of four major commercial banking institutions left and only one I particularly have a liking for and since I cannot stand Citigroup I am just might be leaving before my unconditional free checking complete with Way 2 Save account is completely ripped away from me, forcing me to conform to sucky Cititgroup BS (yes I went and looked to see what Citigroup has to offer).
If any one can recommend a good bank then please let me know. If all else fails I will just go back to the old tried and true credit union.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
What's Your Price?
I was on CNN's website yesterday and came across an interview with a Louisiana lawmaker trying to to push a law/program that will pay low income mothers $1k to get their tubes tided, in efforts to decrease the stress on the welfare system down there.
I told my girlfriend about it because I know she is a proponent of forced sterilization in instances where folks who can't afford children, won't stop having them. When I told her about it she jokingly (at least I hope) said that she would tie her tubes for 1k because she was broke.
This morning as I was getting ready I was thinking about our other conversations that we have had over the last few month about what we would or would not do for money or to ease our financial woes. It just made me wonder how far would anyone go? What is your price and what would you do for that price?
Me, personally? I don't know, what my price is and I clearly don't know what I would do for said price.... what ever it may be.
I truly think that my growing up in the conditions that I grew up in has made it so I can live under the conditions of being broke; as clothes shopping for us kids consisted of us going to the fabric store and picking out a pattern of our choice along with the fabric for my mother to sew our clothes. Once I hit 15, 16 years of age I was able to get a job after school and work thus in my mother's eyes I was on my own to fin for myself (i.e. cloth, feed etc;) so I had to figure out a way to make sure I had all that I needed.
I suppose growing up teetering on the poverty line has always placed me in a state of not being phased by the concept of money and how much of it I have or what I will do to get it. I have always been thankful and content to have the things that I needed in life and always sat down writing out lists and plans on how I am going to increase my finances. <~~~ hey I like to do certain things that need funding.
Yet and still I know how to stretch a dollar... ok in these times I would say five dollars but still I can do it, I know how to get creative with it. LOL!
Anyway... at this time my answer to my own question really is I don't know. I am pretty sure I have a price and a limit to how far I will go or what I will do; but I have not discovered it nor do I particularly want to.
So, what say you? What would you do and how much are you charging?
I told my girlfriend about it because I know she is a proponent of forced sterilization in instances where folks who can't afford children, won't stop having them. When I told her about it she jokingly (at least I hope) said that she would tie her tubes for 1k because she was broke.
This morning as I was getting ready I was thinking about our other conversations that we have had over the last few month about what we would or would not do for money or to ease our financial woes. It just made me wonder how far would anyone go? What is your price and what would you do for that price?
Me, personally? I don't know, what my price is and I clearly don't know what I would do for said price.... what ever it may be.
I truly think that my growing up in the conditions that I grew up in has made it so I can live under the conditions of being broke; as clothes shopping for us kids consisted of us going to the fabric store and picking out a pattern of our choice along with the fabric for my mother to sew our clothes. Once I hit 15, 16 years of age I was able to get a job after school and work thus in my mother's eyes I was on my own to fin for myself (i.e. cloth, feed etc;) so I had to figure out a way to make sure I had all that I needed.
I suppose growing up teetering on the poverty line has always placed me in a state of not being phased by the concept of money and how much of it I have or what I will do to get it. I have always been thankful and content to have the things that I needed in life and always sat down writing out lists and plans on how I am going to increase my finances. <~~~ hey I like to do certain things that need funding.
Yet and still I know how to stretch a dollar... ok in these times I would say five dollars but still I can do it, I know how to get creative with it. LOL!
Anyway... at this time my answer to my own question really is I don't know. I am pretty sure I have a price and a limit to how far I will go or what I will do; but I have not discovered it nor do I particularly want to.
So, what say you? What would you do and how much are you charging?
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
The Price of Comfort
For the last few months my left eye has been twitching and the twitching has gotten considerably worse with in the last two to three weeks. It was not until I turned my office light off as I was trying to shut down my computer to go home yesterday that I realized being in the dark was sooo much better than sitting under those florescent lights.
Considering I was not fortunate enough to be assigned an office with any kind of a window I figured I would have to buy a lamp. My girlfriend recommended Ikea. I went onto the Ikea website and immediately found lamps that would illuminate my office with out putting me into the poor house. I figured I would go on my lunch break today, run into Ikea and come right back to work. NOT!
With this being my first time stepping foot into an Ikea store I was a tad bit overwhelmed by the lay out. I have been in big warehouse type stores but the layout of this Ikea sucked. I felt like I was lost in a damn maze. It was not until I asked the lady if they had a section solely consisting of lamps that I got some significant direction.
She looked at me like I was in sane for even asking where the lamps were located but got a great understanding when I told her I have never been in this store before. <~~~ Heffa
Anyway...
I was on the first floor feeling like I was seriously caught up in the damn Matrix. Then some random customer comes up to me and asked me if I worked there. Hayle naw dude! Don't you see that I am not dresses in Ikea gear?? Do you not see that I am clearly distressed trying to maneuver this maze they call a damn store?
I swear the things we do for comfort... I finally chose a cheap lamp and high tailed it back to work. I had spent enough time trying to find my way around that damn store. I suppose it was worth it though because it is providing me with a comfortable amount of light.
The trip still messed up my game plan. In light of PETA's attempt to force Ben & Jerry's to use human breast milk to make their ice cream opposed to cows milk, I felt it was my duty to stop by the grocery store, stock up on Ben & Jerry's ice cream then turn around and get a chicken sandwich from Chick Fil A.
I have nothing against folks who don't eat meat, wear fur etc; because truth be told, I really don't eat meat much my damn self if at all. I am just feeling as though some things just get taken a little bit to far. There are good ideas, then there are not so good ideas and making ice cream with human breast milk to sell to billions of people around the world is not one of those good ideas.
At this moment they need to STAD and STFU.<~~~ I say with a coke and a smile.
Considering I was not fortunate enough to be assigned an office with any kind of a window I figured I would have to buy a lamp. My girlfriend recommended Ikea. I went onto the Ikea website and immediately found lamps that would illuminate my office with out putting me into the poor house. I figured I would go on my lunch break today, run into Ikea and come right back to work. NOT!
With this being my first time stepping foot into an Ikea store I was a tad bit overwhelmed by the lay out. I have been in big warehouse type stores but the layout of this Ikea sucked. I felt like I was lost in a damn maze. It was not until I asked the lady if they had a section solely consisting of lamps that I got some significant direction.
She looked at me like I was in sane for even asking where the lamps were located but got a great understanding when I told her I have never been in this store before. <~~~ Heffa
Anyway...
I was on the first floor feeling like I was seriously caught up in the damn Matrix. Then some random customer comes up to me and asked me if I worked there. Hayle naw dude! Don't you see that I am not dresses in Ikea gear?? Do you not see that I am clearly distressed trying to maneuver this maze they call a damn store?
I swear the things we do for comfort... I finally chose a cheap lamp and high tailed it back to work. I had spent enough time trying to find my way around that damn store. I suppose it was worth it though because it is providing me with a comfortable amount of light.
The trip still messed up my game plan. In light of PETA's attempt to force Ben & Jerry's to use human breast milk to make their ice cream opposed to cows milk, I felt it was my duty to stop by the grocery store, stock up on Ben & Jerry's ice cream then turn around and get a chicken sandwich from Chick Fil A.
I have nothing against folks who don't eat meat, wear fur etc; because truth be told, I really don't eat meat much my damn self if at all. I am just feeling as though some things just get taken a little bit to far. There are good ideas, then there are not so good ideas and making ice cream with human breast milk to sell to billions of people around the world is not one of those good ideas.
At this moment they need to STAD and STFU.<~~~ I say with a coke and a smile.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Hmmmmm...Fishing For Info??
My ex just called me out of the blue and asked me if there was "a church wedding in my future". My first response to that was to laugh, not because the thought, the idea of my remarrying is ridiculous, that could be far from the truth; it just that marriage is not on my radar right now.
When I asked him what would make him ask such a question, he told me that he had a dream that I got married. As he was telling me about this "dream" I began to wonder if this was his way of finding out my status with out putting himself out there... he is a real forward person... naw he would not do that, or so I thought.
After he finished telling me about this big beautiful wedding I had, he then again asked if there was "a church wedding in my future". Honestly, I have no clue when God has a church wedding in store for me and right now a church wedding is not my focus, which is what I explained to him.
The point of the conversation began to become clear to me when he asked, "you mean to tell me in these 9 months you have not had any suitors?" so I gave him a brief synopsis (very brief, not worth speaking of) of that last relationship that I was in.
So after I finished that 5 min explanation, he started creeping in with how he has been THINKING about me and as he started to tell me how he has been thinking about me, his phone went dead.
Now all I can do is just sit here with a blank stare and vigorously shake those thoughts and the conversation out of my head. I am trying to keep my focus on where it has been the past three months...
Like I said in a previous post they always, always come back.
When I asked him what would make him ask such a question, he told me that he had a dream that I got married. As he was telling me about this "dream" I began to wonder if this was his way of finding out my status with out putting himself out there... he is a real forward person... naw he would not do that, or so I thought.
After he finished telling me about this big beautiful wedding I had, he then again asked if there was "a church wedding in my future". Honestly, I have no clue when God has a church wedding in store for me and right now a church wedding is not my focus, which is what I explained to him.
The point of the conversation began to become clear to me when he asked, "you mean to tell me in these 9 months you have not had any suitors?" so I gave him a brief synopsis (very brief, not worth speaking of) of that last relationship that I was in.
So after I finished that 5 min explanation, he started creeping in with how he has been THINKING about me and as he started to tell me how he has been thinking about me, his phone went dead.
Now all I can do is just sit here with a blank stare and vigorously shake those thoughts and the conversation out of my head. I am trying to keep my focus on where it has been the past three months...
Like I said in a previous post they always, always come back.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Wendy's, Will They Ever Get it Right?
As 5 PM is quickly approaching I am starting to think about what to cook for dinner and decided that along with the days boredom I am also feeling lazy so I will treat the Lil one tonight and go get something.
In knowing my child she is going to want Wendy's; though their food is really good their service SUCKS. Yes, I am about to start complaining or as I like to say expressing my observations in a critical manner.
I can deal with the cashiers at the window but my GOD, can they get the order right? Can I get more than one napkin? Can I also get some ketchup or even asked if I want anything besides sauce for my daughter's nuggets?
I am still trying to figure out how the chic that took my order last time got a medium from my saying SMALL?? I just don't understand. Oh and what takes the cake is when they are not like "welcome to Wendy's how may I help you??" but more so, "wha chu want?"
Also, what is up with them getting rid of their $0.99 menu? Damn I knew the economy was bad but is it really that bad to take 4 pc. nuggets from $.99 to $1.29 and throw in an extra nuggets for good measure? LOL! So you mean to tell me I am paying $.30 for an extra nugget. Is $.30 going to make all the difference? LOL!
Well, I get better service at McDonald, outside of the guy at the McDonald's drive through window that stares at me like he has something REALLY, really, really important to ask me. Like he has a list of serious questions that I only have the answers to. Well, either way we are going to McDonald's tonight and that is my final word on it.
In knowing my child she is going to want Wendy's; though their food is really good their service SUCKS. Yes, I am about to start complaining or as I like to say expressing my observations in a critical manner.
I can deal with the cashiers at the window but my GOD, can they get the order right? Can I get more than one napkin? Can I also get some ketchup or even asked if I want anything besides sauce for my daughter's nuggets?
I am still trying to figure out how the chic that took my order last time got a medium from my saying SMALL?? I just don't understand. Oh and what takes the cake is when they are not like "welcome to Wendy's how may I help you??" but more so, "wha chu want?"
Also, what is up with them getting rid of their $0.99 menu? Damn I knew the economy was bad but is it really that bad to take 4 pc. nuggets from $.99 to $1.29 and throw in an extra nuggets for good measure? LOL! So you mean to tell me I am paying $.30 for an extra nugget. Is $.30 going to make all the difference? LOL!
Well, I get better service at McDonald, outside of the guy at the McDonald's drive through window that stares at me like he has something REALLY, really, really important to ask me. Like he has a list of serious questions that I only have the answers to. Well, either way we are going to McDonald's tonight and that is my final word on it.
Random Stuff...
It is so weird to go from having thoughts that run one after another, to thinking about and trying to remember the fifty million things I have to do, to just being in a state of pure silence with zero thoughts running through my head. I feel like I am about to go crazy, like I am getting bored and need something to fill my time until school starts back up and the sorority year gets back into full swing (I won't be too active this service year).
Anyway, one of my many pregnant cousins had her baby yesterday. he was so cute, it all took me back to when my children were born. I love me some babies. They are all soft, cute and cuddly. They smell so good and make the cutest noises. Over all I love kids period, I can say that parent hood has been the best part of my life hands down.
Though raising children is very challenging, often times tiring and frustrating it can be down right funny. Kids always say and do the darnedest things. I have always felt as though there is no true love until you experience the love that is between a child and parent. In some ways I really wish I had that type of relationship with my parents but in the end I am glad I have it with my children.
Anyway...
I wish 5 PM would hurry up and roll around so I can go pick my child up from school and take us home.
When I picked Lil bit up yesterday I took the liberty of checking out the shoes the other lil girls in her class were wearing and yes; they were wearing the "fun" shoes. So I figured I would break down and buy her a pair of "fun" shoes for her to specifically wear to school. She has also been begging for a pair of boots too, so I will see. Who knew girls started this early with wanting specific things and being fashionistas? I don't know maybe because in certain aspects of my life I am a late bloomer and just really starting to get into all this fashion stuff and make up.
At any rate I suppose I will allow her to enjoy the fashion freedom this year because once I enroll her in private school next year, all that wear what you want is a wrap. She will be in a uniform Monday thru Friday and I will be a happy mom. Shoot, it is school not a fashion show. <~~~ Wow, I really sounded like a Mom there. Lawd, Jesus help me??
Anyway, one of my many pregnant cousins had her baby yesterday. he was so cute, it all took me back to when my children were born. I love me some babies. They are all soft, cute and cuddly. They smell so good and make the cutest noises. Over all I love kids period, I can say that parent hood has been the best part of my life hands down.
Though raising children is very challenging, often times tiring and frustrating it can be down right funny. Kids always say and do the darnedest things. I have always felt as though there is no true love until you experience the love that is between a child and parent. In some ways I really wish I had that type of relationship with my parents but in the end I am glad I have it with my children.
Anyway...
I wish 5 PM would hurry up and roll around so I can go pick my child up from school and take us home.
When I picked Lil bit up yesterday I took the liberty of checking out the shoes the other lil girls in her class were wearing and yes; they were wearing the "fun" shoes. So I figured I would break down and buy her a pair of "fun" shoes for her to specifically wear to school. She has also been begging for a pair of boots too, so I will see. Who knew girls started this early with wanting specific things and being fashionistas? I don't know maybe because in certain aspects of my life I am a late bloomer and just really starting to get into all this fashion stuff and make up.
At any rate I suppose I will allow her to enjoy the fashion freedom this year because once I enroll her in private school next year, all that wear what you want is a wrap. She will be in a uniform Monday thru Friday and I will be a happy mom. Shoot, it is school not a fashion show. <~~~ Wow, I really sounded like a Mom there. Lawd, Jesus help me??
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
The Ice Cream Social...
Ended up being more of a come get your ice cream then peace out type deal, for which I was down with. I was not down with it out of being anti social but I just had entirely to much work to do today and could not afford to sit and have senseless, painful small talk with some one that I particularly did not care to speak to at that moment (ok so anti social played a role).
I walked into the auditorium and there were three small groups of people collected together in their cliquish circles speaking amongst themselves and I noticed a small group of older guys huddled together (yes black dudes). As I went to go get my creamsicle I felt as though eyes were upon me and boy oh boy was I right. As I turned around to leave I peeped one of the dudes with in their lil guy circle eyeballing me and as I walked out I took note of him making the statement, "I would like a little bit of that"...
Seasoned men need not wish heart attacks or any kind of heart failure upon themselves. In short, leave me alone.
Anyway...
Last week was the end of my Summer quarter and yesterday I registered and finalized classes for Fall quarter so I am happy that I can now spend the next few weeks of coming home and having to do nothing school related.
I am so excited that I am almost done with this decade long project that I want to do back flips. I know I will need to find a tutor for statistic (I hate stats) and possibly logic as those are the two obstacles that are really standing in my way at this point. Outside of logic and stats I can call it done and prepare for starting grad school this time next year.
Once again, God is good.
I walked into the auditorium and there were three small groups of people collected together in their cliquish circles speaking amongst themselves and I noticed a small group of older guys huddled together (yes black dudes). As I went to go get my creamsicle I felt as though eyes were upon me and boy oh boy was I right. As I turned around to leave I peeped one of the dudes with in their lil guy circle eyeballing me and as I walked out I took note of him making the statement, "I would like a little bit of that"...
Seasoned men need not wish heart attacks or any kind of heart failure upon themselves. In short, leave me alone.
Anyway...
Last week was the end of my Summer quarter and yesterday I registered and finalized classes for Fall quarter so I am happy that I can now spend the next few weeks of coming home and having to do nothing school related.
I am so excited that I am almost done with this decade long project that I want to do back flips. I know I will need to find a tutor for statistic (I hate stats) and possibly logic as those are the two obstacles that are really standing in my way at this point. Outside of logic and stats I can call it done and prepare for starting grad school this time next year.
Once again, God is good.
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