a January 30th, 2011

  1. Is It Possible To Feel Sorry About a Bank?

    January 30, 2011 by myeye

    Friday night at 5:00 PM, my Community Bank was raided — by the Feds.  They closed it down, fired everyone, and gave it to a giant conglomerate bank.  My ATM card still works, my checks are still good, but my heart’s not in it.  The value of the bank’s assets had slipped to the point at which the Feds decided it was under-capitalized.  I really don’t care because I loved my bank.  I frequented three branches and at all three they knew my name, they gave my dogs biscuits, they helped solve problems.  My four business accounts and my personal account have all been there for many years.  Their logo was turquoise and black (you know how fond of turquoise I am).  I am sad.  I feel so badly for all the people who lost their jobs without notice; I feel badly for the investors whose stake was simply wiped out by the takeover; I feel sorry for me because I loved my bank — and now it’s part of a mega corporation.

    Tomorrow I will be moving everything to my Credit Union.  Poop on the big banking conglomerate.

  2. Show Puppy?

    January 30, 2011 by myeye

    Adrienne and I embarked on a photo-taking effort this morning.  Adrienne has a broken arm — they have a lab puppy that pulled her into a sign post.  The fracture is just above her right wrist.  Of course, she is right-handed.  So, bearing that in mind, we had to use the little Olympus because she couldn’t steady the Nikon, and sometimes she didn’t get the entire puppy in the frame.  However, here are parts of little Nola (who will work for Liver Lips).  Nola is 3 months and a week old.

    Hmmm.  No nose

    Look!  She has a cute nose — but a hand on her rear pastern . . .

    Her camera-side rear foot is turned out — enough!

  3. A HUGE Problem Resolved

    January 30, 2011 by myeye

    This morning I took Adrienne to one of my favorite breakfast places, Weck’s.  The folks at the Weck’s in the Village are delightfully friendly — I love stopping in for breakfast.

    I have been so worried about finding someone to stay with the dogs while I spend the weekend in Tennessee fetching Kissy-puppy and then for the nine days I will be in Houston for our National Specialty.  The woman that stayed in my home in Albuquerque has a full-time job and is used to falling out of bed a half hour before she has to be there.  Since the new house is 45 minutes from her work, it’s too much to ask her to come down and stay.  So, I’ve been trying to find a person that lives down here, is able to spend the night while I’m gone, and feed the dogs morning and evening.

    I mentioned it to the manager at Weck’s this morning and a few minutes later he brought me the woman who is their dishwasher.  She’s been with the company since 1991, lives in Los Lunas, loves dogs, and would be delighted to make a little extra money.  She’s coming out this afternoon to meet the dogs and to see where things are in the house (that would still be in total disarray).  I am so relieved!  Her name is Yvonne and she has no idea that I see her with a golden aura surrounding her.

    So now I can fly off to Tennessee, go to Houston, travel up to Colorado Springs and be sure that the baddogs are being fed and played with.  YES!!!