Now that I have that song stuck in your head....
Update time!
Spent a considerable amount of time in front of Dreamweaver this week, and should make my October 31st deadline, unless the world implodes. We already made it past last Friday, when I was told the world would end, so things are looking up. =)
Edit: I would have added a picture, but Blogger was being silly and having an internal error, so no cool ants marching picture for you. Sorry.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
I'm melting! Meeeelllttttiiiiinnnngggg.... What a cruel world!
Welcome to another week of tracking for my F284 Independent Project, the Party Palace Facelift.
I've come to this conclusion as taking F212 and F240 at the same time is making my brain melt, with the F284 Independent Project tacked on top as some very large, overly sweet icing. All I have to say is, wow. I should have taken F212 and then the next semester F240, because at the same time isn't working so great.
The good news is, I've gotten some CSS work done on the PP website, and am on schedule to meet the October 31st deadline for that. Provided the world doesn't implode. No telling there, since I had someone tell me the world is ending on October 21st. Tomorrow. Hope not, but only time will tell there too.
Anyway, tune in next week for more fun and updates, and hopefully I should be about done with the CSS for the site, and getting ready to work on the slideshow.
PS, I have some ruby slippers of my own, and I'm wondering, should I be Dorothy, or the Wicked Witch for Halloween. Not sure which one is better at this point. =D
Here's what I have for you this week:
I'm insane.
I'm insane.
I've come to this conclusion as taking F212 and F240 at the same time is making my brain melt, with the F284 Independent Project tacked on top as some very large, overly sweet icing. All I have to say is, wow. I should have taken F212 and then the next semester F240, because at the same time isn't working so great.
The good news is, I've gotten some CSS work done on the PP website, and am on schedule to meet the October 31st deadline for that. Provided the world doesn't implode. No telling there, since I had someone tell me the world is ending on October 21st. Tomorrow. Hope not, but only time will tell there too.
Anyway, tune in next week for more fun and updates, and hopefully I should be about done with the CSS for the site, and getting ready to work on the slideshow.
PS, I have some ruby slippers of my own, and I'm wondering, should I be Dorothy, or the Wicked Witch for Halloween. Not sure which one is better at this point. =D
Thursday, October 13, 2011
More Spiderman Costumes Than You Can Shake a VERY Large Stick at...
This week has been insane, for multiple reasons...
1. Oct 6th, the PFD came out. And so did the masses. The store has been swamped!
2. It's October. Everyone and their Aunt Bertha is out looking for Halloween costumes.
3. The costumes. (Said like "oh the humanity!" but it's "oh the costumes!")
Let me elaborate. We have a kind of filing system in the back of Party Palace with about 95% of the costumes. At the beginning of the summer, they needed a little help. Not a lot, just a little updating, put some new costumes in. No big deal. Only as summer went along, and we were so short handed, no one could get near it. About 5 weeks ago one of my co-workers came back to work after a long break, and tackled the costumes as her personal project. Only problem was, her head wasn't back in the game yet.
Imagine 5 different 50's dresses. 3-5 sizes each. 5 different styles. One of each size, each style, in one box, labeled as one thing. Now multiply that one by 4 different boxes, scattered around willy nilly. Now imagine that kind of filing, in various strains of severity, but on the scale of about 2-3k costumes. Yes, thats a K. 2000-3000. Last week alone, I did 48.75 hours. And I was scheduled for 28. This week, I've worked 40 hours already, and I've only been scheduled for 16 so far. Can you see where I've been?
The good news is, Mens is finished in the back. Mens is updated on the wall. Womens is finished in the back. Womens is updated on the wall. Girls is finished in the back. Boys is 1/2 finished in the back, and plus size, both genders, are finished in the back. Once we finish the boys, we'll update all the numbers in the front, then pull ALL the posters down, clean the wall and clean up the posters, put new price labels on them, and repost them all as fast as possible. Hopefully before Saturday.
And then I get "me" time. Translation: Training Nina in the Party Palace ways, checking in freight, receiving freight POs, and finally..... website work! Yup, this story was going somewhere. Did some research on PHP this week for a possible form on the site where a customer can email us an idea of something they're looking for, or to request that someone call them about a certain item, but thats about it, unfortunately.
Fixing the costumes was a huge priority, and took a huge chunk of time, but it's almost done!
Thank goodness, cuz honestly, I'm starting to have dreams of being buried in an avalanche of size 4-6 Black Ninja costumes.
*shudder*
1. Oct 6th, the PFD came out. And so did the masses. The store has been swamped!
2. It's October. Everyone and their Aunt Bertha is out looking for Halloween costumes.
3. The costumes. (Said like "oh the humanity!" but it's "oh the costumes!")
Let me elaborate. We have a kind of filing system in the back of Party Palace with about 95% of the costumes. At the beginning of the summer, they needed a little help. Not a lot, just a little updating, put some new costumes in. No big deal. Only as summer went along, and we were so short handed, no one could get near it. About 5 weeks ago one of my co-workers came back to work after a long break, and tackled the costumes as her personal project. Only problem was, her head wasn't back in the game yet.
Imagine 5 different 50's dresses. 3-5 sizes each. 5 different styles. One of each size, each style, in one box, labeled as one thing. Now multiply that one by 4 different boxes, scattered around willy nilly. Now imagine that kind of filing, in various strains of severity, but on the scale of about 2-3k costumes. Yes, thats a K. 2000-3000. Last week alone, I did 48.75 hours. And I was scheduled for 28. This week, I've worked 40 hours already, and I've only been scheduled for 16 so far. Can you see where I've been?
The good news is, Mens is finished in the back. Mens is updated on the wall. Womens is finished in the back. Womens is updated on the wall. Girls is finished in the back. Boys is 1/2 finished in the back, and plus size, both genders, are finished in the back. Once we finish the boys, we'll update all the numbers in the front, then pull ALL the posters down, clean the wall and clean up the posters, put new price labels on them, and repost them all as fast as possible. Hopefully before Saturday.
And then I get "me" time. Translation: Training Nina in the Party Palace ways, checking in freight, receiving freight POs, and finally..... website work! Yup, this story was going somewhere. Did some research on PHP this week for a possible form on the site where a customer can email us an idea of something they're looking for, or to request that someone call them about a certain item, but thats about it, unfortunately.
Fixing the costumes was a huge priority, and took a huge chunk of time, but it's almost done!
Thank goodness, cuz honestly, I'm starting to have dreams of being buried in an avalanche of size 4-6 Black Ninja costumes.
*shudder*
Thursday, October 6, 2011
First step, minions... Next, the WORLD!!!
This week, I got my first minion.
I can't tell you how happy I am to have Nina working at Party Palace now, not to mention that I have an honest to God minion. It's a proud day for me. *sniff*What this means in terms of this project is.... I have more time to get things done! Yay!!!!
Nina is a good friend of mine, from years ago when we both worked at Home Depot. She married my very very good friend Corey, and most recently, decided to join me in my insanity at the Party Palace. I'm teaching her how to assist me with freight, like a good little minion, and it's letting us get things checked in faster, more efficiently, and give me time to work on the website! Whew!
I got a lot of time in on the pictures this week, and have finished using Photoshop on all that we had. What we realized after I have them done, is that some of the pictures are VERY old, and due to lossy optimization (JPEG, how we do love thee so!), they're quite frankly BAD. So after showing them to Lori, I asked if she would be willing to make some new art, specifically for the site, that my minion (man, I love saying that!) can take pictures of that we can quick Photoshop and post. She agreed, so look forward to hearing about all new art!
In other news, for a limited time at ye olde Palace, buy $20 worth of stuff, get a free viking helmet! Double win!
Sunday, October 2, 2011
A Dis-Jointed Week
So... this is the blog post that was due to be posted and turned in on September 29th. But, *as you look at the calendar*, it's October 2nd! Too right you are, let me explain. No wait, there is too much, let me sum up.
Wednesday I got a wake-up call that there are certain things I really shouldn't do. Now, periodically I learn one of these lessons, and I move on with the knowledge, and still might sometimes do that thing. And after I did it, just shake my head and say, "Wow, I shouldn't have done that. I KNEW I shouldn't have done that. *sigh*". I am secure in the knowledge that I will never do what I did again though.
Wednesday afternoon, at work, one of my coworkers was getting a bouquet ready for a customer. We use a disc system, meaning you inflate the balloon, choose your ribbon color, hold the ribbon under the neck of the balloon, pull it over a pin, and slip the disc over both. It seriously takes about 1/10th of the time it takes you to read that. In balloon terms, its better than sliced bread. So she's getting this bouquet ready, and when she does this one balloon.. it didn't catch the ribbon, just the neck of the balloon. So when she lets go to grab scissors to curl the ribbon, the balloon floats up into the net. Thank goodness for that net, let me tell you. I look up, and even as tall as I am, the balloon is juuuuuuuust out of reach. Normally when there is something in the net I can just reach up and grab it. Not so this time. So my dumb ass decides to do a little baby jump and grab it, saving us the time to go get a stool from in back, climb up, and grab the balloon. I jump, I grab, I land. And I cry. I dislocated my shoulder. Apparently through the magic of genetics, I have slippery joints. Who knew? The best part is, I'm standing there in massive amounts of pain, and everyone is telling me there is NO way I could have dislocated my shoulder. Just couldn't happen. You see, I still had a small amount of range of movement. They maintained that if it was truly dislocated, I wouldn't be able to move my arm at all. Silly me, I believed them. I make it thru the day, and go home and promptly go to bed. At 630.
Now it's Thursday. I wake up and I have WAYYYY less range of movement than I did the day before and oh mommy, does my shoulder freaking hurt. I whimper and cry through getting dressed, go to work and open the store. When my coworkers get there, I explain whats going on, and try to go to the doctor. Then I get a spiel about how since it happened at work, my personal insurance is no good. They'll refuse it. I have to pay everything in full. I'm not that rich. So I go to see my mother, who is, for longer than I have been alive, a nurse. She takes one look at my shoulder, compares it to the other one and pronounces "Oh yeah, it's dislocated." Through a lot of crying and manipulation, we got it back into it's proper location. I was given drugs, and drove home to log onto class remotely. I watched class, getting fuzzier and fuzzier by the end, even falling asleep in my chair. A jerk when my cat jumped on the table bringing me screaming awake, I went to bed. Completely forgetting about that pesky little blog post I was supposed to do.
Cut to Sunday. Today. Guess what I remembered when I woke up? >.<
SOOOOOOO... Independent project! It's October 2nd, I had my first deadline set for October 1st... and I've missed it. I'm still working on the pictures as I have time, and getting new pictures of new balloon art for the website, but I'm nowhere near completed yet.
Lesson learned for the week: Get a stool.
Wednesday I got a wake-up call that there are certain things I really shouldn't do. Now, periodically I learn one of these lessons, and I move on with the knowledge, and still might sometimes do that thing. And after I did it, just shake my head and say, "Wow, I shouldn't have done that. I KNEW I shouldn't have done that. *sigh*". I am secure in the knowledge that I will never do what I did again though.
Wednesday afternoon, at work, one of my coworkers was getting a bouquet ready for a customer. We use a disc system, meaning you inflate the balloon, choose your ribbon color, hold the ribbon under the neck of the balloon, pull it over a pin, and slip the disc over both. It seriously takes about 1/10th of the time it takes you to read that. In balloon terms, its better than sliced bread. So she's getting this bouquet ready, and when she does this one balloon.. it didn't catch the ribbon, just the neck of the balloon. So when she lets go to grab scissors to curl the ribbon, the balloon floats up into the net. Thank goodness for that net, let me tell you. I look up, and even as tall as I am, the balloon is juuuuuuuust out of reach. Normally when there is something in the net I can just reach up and grab it. Not so this time. So my dumb ass decides to do a little baby jump and grab it, saving us the time to go get a stool from in back, climb up, and grab the balloon. I jump, I grab, I land. And I cry. I dislocated my shoulder. Apparently through the magic of genetics, I have slippery joints. Who knew? The best part is, I'm standing there in massive amounts of pain, and everyone is telling me there is NO way I could have dislocated my shoulder. Just couldn't happen. You see, I still had a small amount of range of movement. They maintained that if it was truly dislocated, I wouldn't be able to move my arm at all. Silly me, I believed them. I make it thru the day, and go home and promptly go to bed. At 630.
Now it's Thursday. I wake up and I have WAYYYY less range of movement than I did the day before and oh mommy, does my shoulder freaking hurt. I whimper and cry through getting dressed, go to work and open the store. When my coworkers get there, I explain whats going on, and try to go to the doctor. Then I get a spiel about how since it happened at work, my personal insurance is no good. They'll refuse it. I have to pay everything in full. I'm not that rich. So I go to see my mother, who is, for longer than I have been alive, a nurse. She takes one look at my shoulder, compares it to the other one and pronounces "Oh yeah, it's dislocated." Through a lot of crying and manipulation, we got it back into it's proper location. I was given drugs, and drove home to log onto class remotely. I watched class, getting fuzzier and fuzzier by the end, even falling asleep in my chair. A jerk when my cat jumped on the table bringing me screaming awake, I went to bed. Completely forgetting about that pesky little blog post I was supposed to do.
Cut to Sunday. Today. Guess what I remembered when I woke up? >.<
SOOOOOOO... Independent project! It's October 2nd, I had my first deadline set for October 1st... and I've missed it. I'm still working on the pictures as I have time, and getting new pictures of new balloon art for the website, but I'm nowhere near completed yet.
Lesson learned for the week: Get a stool.
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