Profession you are currently emulating: Shop keeper
Song you are currently obsessed with: Believe by Brooks & Dunn
Movie that you would tear down a building to see right now: G-Force
Food that makes you drool: Napoleans
Person you really miss: a couple people I can't name
Foreign place you wouldn't mind residing: Ireland
Favorite object/shape to see in the clouds: I don't look at the clouds
Part of your body that bugs you: my stomach
Random act you've always wanted to do: Can't think of any
Which guy would you choose? ... for the fun of it:
The one with huge sweat stains OR the one with brown teeth: Stains
The one whose laugh sounds like a squawk OR the one who snorts: Snorts
The one who puts ketchup on everything OR the one who only eats meal: Kethcup lover
The one who asked you who much you weigh OR the one who patted your butt: Butt patter
The one with hair like Godzilla OR the one who smells like Godzilla: Godzilla hair
The one with a beer belly OR the one with sweaty palms: Beer belly
The one who sneezed without covering his mouth OR the one who picked his nose: Nose picker
The one with the mullet OR the one with a neck-beard: Mullet
The one who wanted to watch Predator OR the one who wanted to watch Blade 2: Blade 2
The one who called you Cupcake OR the one who called you Babealicious: Babealicious
Favorite
Artsit: Jason Aldean
Band: Bon Jovi
Candy: Kit Kat
Dinosaur: Ginkgosaurus
Fairy Tale: Cinderella
Kool-Aid flavor: Yuck
Lullaby: Lullaby by The Dixie Chicks, I also like Wynken Blynken and Nod
Neighborhood: Mine
Old-pasttime: So many to choose from
Pasta: Seafood pasta with Angel hair pasta
Restaurant: The Koffee Kup Kafe in Arnold's Park, IA, they're caramel rolls are to die for
Superhero: Wolverine
Television show: Supernatural, or Third Watch
Yearly Event: state fair, even though I rarely get to go anymore
Zoo: The Chicago Zoo in Grant Park, I think that's the one Ross lives by.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Darling, I love you
I wanna go shooting. So much. I haven't been shooting since April, of course if you stop and think about it, the first time I'd been shooting since 2002 was last fall. But, I know when I miss something like this, I really like it. And I love shooting my rifle a lot better than shooting handguns. Probably because it has a scope on it and I can hit things with more accuracy.
I'm so jealous that Kevin got to go shooting on Labor Day. I'm also jealous that he got to check out the new Bass Pro Shop in Ankeny. Actually, I'm kinda pissed he checked it out without me. I so wanted to be with him when he got to see it, just because it sounded really interesting to me. I don't like sporting goods stores that much, but when they had a sneak peak on a local news station, it looked pretty cool. Actually I'm kinda pissed about what he did on Labor Day because between those 2 things, that would have been a fun day. But he was thinking about us and needed a couple days with his guy friends. I get that too, but...
I'm so jealous that Kevin got to go shooting on Labor Day. I'm also jealous that he got to check out the new Bass Pro Shop in Ankeny. Actually, I'm kinda pissed he checked it out without me. I so wanted to be with him when he got to see it, just because it sounded really interesting to me. I don't like sporting goods stores that much, but when they had a sneak peak on a local news station, it looked pretty cool. Actually I'm kinda pissed about what he did on Labor Day because between those 2 things, that would have been a fun day. But he was thinking about us and needed a couple days with his guy friends. I get that too, but...
Sunday, September 20, 2009
What a beautiful day
My mom kept saying this afternoon what a beautiful day it was. I agree with her now that my day is pretty much over.
It started at about 7:30 AM when I got up to check email. Kevin called me a little before 8 and asked if I wanted to go to HyVee's breakfast, we went, ate and came back. He took a shower and we entertained ourselves with a little extra curricular activity then he went to sleep and I went to mow the lawn. At about 1:15 when I was done with the lawn, I took a shower then me and dad went on the local home tour. We got done about 4 with that, I took a nap and then woke Kevin up and we had some more extra curricular activity and a shower. About 6 we picked dad up from campus and went to supper at Valentino's. Kevin left from there for work and dad I just got home.
Yes, it was a very beautiful day.
It started at about 7:30 AM when I got up to check email. Kevin called me a little before 8 and asked if I wanted to go to HyVee's breakfast, we went, ate and came back. He took a shower and we entertained ourselves with a little extra curricular activity then he went to sleep and I went to mow the lawn. At about 1:15 when I was done with the lawn, I took a shower then me and dad went on the local home tour. We got done about 4 with that, I took a nap and then woke Kevin up and we had some more extra curricular activity and a shower. About 6 we picked dad up from campus and went to supper at Valentino's. Kevin left from there for work and dad I just got home.
Yes, it was a very beautiful day.
Friday, September 18, 2009
All I want to do o o o
I am so exhausted and sore. It seems like every part of my body hurts.
I worked the Sugarland concert last night, and I've decided I need new black shoes. I had fun though, I got to be the person to look through people's bags, that was a new thing we're starting this year. I did get rather annoyed with the number of people that joked about having guns and knives and stuff in their bag. I mean we all knew it was a joke, but do we really need to joke about it? What if I had found something like that in someone's bag? The joke would have gone real sour after that.
We also had some problems with the scanners last night. In order to get into events now, we scan the bar codes on all tickets, doesn't matter if you picked them up at the ticket office, got them mailed to you, or printed them off the Internet, they all have bar codes and we have to scan them all. If they don't scan, or a problem comes up on our scanners, we have to send the people to the ticket office, I know we had quite a few of those.
And then we had the smokers. Last July, a law was passed that states you can't smoke in public places. So, we had to tell everyone that when they came in and of course when they came to ask us at intermissions where they could go and smoke. I get so sick of people asking "Really?" No, idiot I just said that to see what your reaction was. One of the police officers I talked to said people were going into the bathrooms and smoking, I was wondering how long that would take. And we also had people stepping outside doors that we didn't have someone by and smoking, there was even one door propped open with a door stop. I do wonder if the door stop was for the door for the beer, because we sure had a lot of that coming in. Though I do find it kinda hard to enforce the law when I see other people that are supposed to do it watching people walk right by them and lighting up. (I'm not going to give specifics because someone will find out it's me and I don't need them on my ass. I have nothing against them except for that incident last night).
I also got to yell at and stop people on their way out the doors that wanted to take their alcohol with them. I got quite a few with that. I nabbed a girl that was trying to hide it under a shirt, she successfully hide it from one guy, but I caught her. I had another guy that had a full cup, probably 8 ounces, that he tried to walk out with, I stopped him told him he had to finish it or dump it, so he went back in. I kept my eye on him, it was a good thing because about 10 minutes later with about the same amount of beer he tried to walk out again. Then he gets all friendly with me, like that's gonna change my mind, and goes to hang out at the souvenirs table. I told my other door people to keep an eye on him. The last time he tried it, he walked over to me, handed the beer to me and left. He still hadn't drank much of it. Now, I don't know how much the beer costs, I think it's $6 or $7 a cup, but that's a big waist of money if you ask me.
You could definitely tell the people who get rushes while working concerts. One of the top guys in concessions came over and told us how he got to break up a fight, and you could so tell he loved it. I have to say I did get a little rush stopping the annoying guy with his beer.
One of my coworkers kept apologizing for having to look in people's bags. I don't apologize for doing my job, I don't think anyone should, if you feel that uncomfortable doing it, don't. And my coworker wasn't even assigned to look in people's bags, so they could have handed that job off to someone else. I mentioned how they shouldn't apologize about it, and they kinda turned a cold shoulder to me for the rest of the evening. Next time, I guess I'll keep my mouth shut. This coworker also didn't go after anyone who was leaving with alcohol, when that was in the instructions given to us. If you can't handle doing what you're asked, go do a different job. If you don't like being rude to people and making them follow the rules, maybe you should reconsider.
I know why my feet and legs hurt, though I'm not sure why my muscles in my armpits hurt, and I'm not quite sure why my head's all stuffed up. I can handle it though, I already took some aspirin and that has taken my headache away, but my feet still aren't liking it when I get up. So, my plans kinda changed for today, looks like I'm taking it easy for today. And I have to get some better shoes for the Daughtry concert.
I worked the Sugarland concert last night, and I've decided I need new black shoes. I had fun though, I got to be the person to look through people's bags, that was a new thing we're starting this year. I did get rather annoyed with the number of people that joked about having guns and knives and stuff in their bag. I mean we all knew it was a joke, but do we really need to joke about it? What if I had found something like that in someone's bag? The joke would have gone real sour after that.
We also had some problems with the scanners last night. In order to get into events now, we scan the bar codes on all tickets, doesn't matter if you picked them up at the ticket office, got them mailed to you, or printed them off the Internet, they all have bar codes and we have to scan them all. If they don't scan, or a problem comes up on our scanners, we have to send the people to the ticket office, I know we had quite a few of those.
And then we had the smokers. Last July, a law was passed that states you can't smoke in public places. So, we had to tell everyone that when they came in and of course when they came to ask us at intermissions where they could go and smoke. I get so sick of people asking "Really?" No, idiot I just said that to see what your reaction was. One of the police officers I talked to said people were going into the bathrooms and smoking, I was wondering how long that would take. And we also had people stepping outside doors that we didn't have someone by and smoking, there was even one door propped open with a door stop. I do wonder if the door stop was for the door for the beer, because we sure had a lot of that coming in. Though I do find it kinda hard to enforce the law when I see other people that are supposed to do it watching people walk right by them and lighting up. (I'm not going to give specifics because someone will find out it's me and I don't need them on my ass. I have nothing against them except for that incident last night).
I also got to yell at and stop people on their way out the doors that wanted to take their alcohol with them. I got quite a few with that. I nabbed a girl that was trying to hide it under a shirt, she successfully hide it from one guy, but I caught her. I had another guy that had a full cup, probably 8 ounces, that he tried to walk out with, I stopped him told him he had to finish it or dump it, so he went back in. I kept my eye on him, it was a good thing because about 10 minutes later with about the same amount of beer he tried to walk out again. Then he gets all friendly with me, like that's gonna change my mind, and goes to hang out at the souvenirs table. I told my other door people to keep an eye on him. The last time he tried it, he walked over to me, handed the beer to me and left. He still hadn't drank much of it. Now, I don't know how much the beer costs, I think it's $6 or $7 a cup, but that's a big waist of money if you ask me.
You could definitely tell the people who get rushes while working concerts. One of the top guys in concessions came over and told us how he got to break up a fight, and you could so tell he loved it. I have to say I did get a little rush stopping the annoying guy with his beer.
One of my coworkers kept apologizing for having to look in people's bags. I don't apologize for doing my job, I don't think anyone should, if you feel that uncomfortable doing it, don't. And my coworker wasn't even assigned to look in people's bags, so they could have handed that job off to someone else. I mentioned how they shouldn't apologize about it, and they kinda turned a cold shoulder to me for the rest of the evening. Next time, I guess I'll keep my mouth shut. This coworker also didn't go after anyone who was leaving with alcohol, when that was in the instructions given to us. If you can't handle doing what you're asked, go do a different job. If you don't like being rude to people and making them follow the rules, maybe you should reconsider.
I know why my feet and legs hurt, though I'm not sure why my muscles in my armpits hurt, and I'm not quite sure why my head's all stuffed up. I can handle it though, I already took some aspirin and that has taken my headache away, but my feet still aren't liking it when I get up. So, my plans kinda changed for today, looks like I'm taking it easy for today. And I have to get some better shoes for the Daughtry concert.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Driving and Jobs
Ya know, I don't mind getting up early when I have somewhere to go, but getting up at 7AM (or like today, getting woken up by pounding at 7AM) is not working for me.
Our house is getting a new roof, and in order to not be on it when it's wicked hot out, the guys are here at 7 every morning. Since I live on the 3rd floor, there's no way I'm not waking up at 7. I miss having to be at the bookstore at 8 every day and being busy all day. Granted I did not like getting home and falling asleep shortly thereafter, but I love being busy all day. I am searching for a full-time job, but I don't know what I want to do, I know what I don't mind doing, but I don't know what I want to do with my life.
Last Monday, Kevin and I had a talk, I had a gut feeling he was going to dump me. He didn't, he said he felt like I didn't want to do anything and that I needed to find a full-time job that was a career. He said I wasn't pushing myself very hard work-wise. Which is true, once I found the job at the games store last summer, I was just happy to find a job and kinda backed off on my job search. I am very happy to have the part-time job at the bookstore, but it's only 2-3 weeks every six months. And I really do love being away from my house every day. My mom said maybe I needed to do some career placement tests, sure why not. I love how Kevin told me I need to be looking at jobs outside of here, but I'm sure if I found a really cool one across the country, he wouldn't want to move with me. I think that would be really cool though, find one in a place I've never been and have to move and start all over in a new place, I'd love that challenge, but I'd also be afraid to do it.
Also, in order to be looking at jobs outside of here, I'd have to get a driver's license, which Kevin really wants me to do. So, I went driving with my mom last Saturday, it was fun, but my mom still had that tone, the irritated but I can't say too much tone because then she'll think I'm mad at her tone. I was going 14 as my top speed around this parking lot, and I thought that was fast. It reminded me how much I don't like driving, but I'd do anything for Kevin. Plus, just because I get the license, doesn't mean I HAVE to drive. I don't have a car, and I don't really have money to get a car, so....
I was actually thinking, it'd be so fun to get an old Nova or Mustang and fix it up so it was gorgeous again. That would be sooo fun.
I was thinking that I doubt Kevin would consider doing art a real job, even if I did get to the point where I could pay all my bills and have money left over. I think to him, it would require someone else paying my health insurance and getting out of the house all day. Though I would love to get to the point in my art that I could pay all my bills that would be great.
Our house is getting a new roof, and in order to not be on it when it's wicked hot out, the guys are here at 7 every morning. Since I live on the 3rd floor, there's no way I'm not waking up at 7. I miss having to be at the bookstore at 8 every day and being busy all day. Granted I did not like getting home and falling asleep shortly thereafter, but I love being busy all day. I am searching for a full-time job, but I don't know what I want to do, I know what I don't mind doing, but I don't know what I want to do with my life.
Last Monday, Kevin and I had a talk, I had a gut feeling he was going to dump me. He didn't, he said he felt like I didn't want to do anything and that I needed to find a full-time job that was a career. He said I wasn't pushing myself very hard work-wise. Which is true, once I found the job at the games store last summer, I was just happy to find a job and kinda backed off on my job search. I am very happy to have the part-time job at the bookstore, but it's only 2-3 weeks every six months. And I really do love being away from my house every day. My mom said maybe I needed to do some career placement tests, sure why not. I love how Kevin told me I need to be looking at jobs outside of here, but I'm sure if I found a really cool one across the country, he wouldn't want to move with me. I think that would be really cool though, find one in a place I've never been and have to move and start all over in a new place, I'd love that challenge, but I'd also be afraid to do it.
Also, in order to be looking at jobs outside of here, I'd have to get a driver's license, which Kevin really wants me to do. So, I went driving with my mom last Saturday, it was fun, but my mom still had that tone, the irritated but I can't say too much tone because then she'll think I'm mad at her tone. I was going 14 as my top speed around this parking lot, and I thought that was fast. It reminded me how much I don't like driving, but I'd do anything for Kevin. Plus, just because I get the license, doesn't mean I HAVE to drive. I don't have a car, and I don't really have money to get a car, so....
I was actually thinking, it'd be so fun to get an old Nova or Mustang and fix it up so it was gorgeous again. That would be sooo fun.
I was thinking that I doubt Kevin would consider doing art a real job, even if I did get to the point where I could pay all my bills and have money left over. I think to him, it would require someone else paying my health insurance and getting out of the house all day. Though I would love to get to the point in my art that I could pay all my bills that would be great.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Smoky Mountain Rain
You know how I love meme's. I stole this from a friend on facebook.
1. Put your iPod or iTunes library, or MP3 player etc... on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got this from.
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Rodeo - Garth Brooks
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Play the Game - Queen
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
The Long Way Around - Dixie Chicks
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Life Happened - Tammy Cochran
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Heartbreak Town - Dixie Chicks
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Lucky - Britney Spears
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Head Over Feet - Alanis Morissette
WHAT IS 2+2
She's Got the Rhythm (And I Got the Blues) - Alan Jackson
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
I'm Holding On To Love (To Save My Life) - Shania Twain
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me - U2
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
She's A Hottie - Toby Keith
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Love Train - Big & Rich
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Requiem (The Fifth) - Trans Siberian Orchestra
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Like The Rain - Clint Black
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
High Enough - Damn Yankees
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Jetsons Theme
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Walk Like An Egyptian - Bangles
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET
She Was - Mark Wills
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Goodbye To You - Scandal
WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Hear Me - Kelly Clarkson
HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Don't Be Stupid (You Know I Love You) - Shania Twain
WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
For the Money - Montgomery Gentry
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Thank God for Kids - Kenny Chesney
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Music Man - Reba McEntire
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED
(It's Hard) Letting You Go - Bon Jovi
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Deep Deep Trouble - The Simpsons
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Every Now and Then - Garth Brooks
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Loose Change - Bruce Springsteen
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Christmas in Dixie - Kenny Chesney
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Chrome - Trace Adkins
1. Put your iPod or iTunes library, or MP3 player etc... on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got this from.
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Rodeo - Garth Brooks
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Play the Game - Queen
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
The Long Way Around - Dixie Chicks
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Life Happened - Tammy Cochran
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Heartbreak Town - Dixie Chicks
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Lucky - Britney Spears
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Head Over Feet - Alanis Morissette
WHAT IS 2+2
She's Got the Rhythm (And I Got the Blues) - Alan Jackson
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
I'm Holding On To Love (To Save My Life) - Shania Twain
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me - U2
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
She's A Hottie - Toby Keith
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Love Train - Big & Rich
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Requiem (The Fifth) - Trans Siberian Orchestra
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Like The Rain - Clint Black
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
High Enough - Damn Yankees
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Jetsons Theme
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Walk Like An Egyptian - Bangles
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET
She Was - Mark Wills
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Goodbye To You - Scandal
WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Hear Me - Kelly Clarkson
HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Don't Be Stupid (You Know I Love You) - Shania Twain
WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
For the Money - Montgomery Gentry
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Thank God for Kids - Kenny Chesney
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Music Man - Reba McEntire
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED
(It's Hard) Letting You Go - Bon Jovi
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Deep Deep Trouble - The Simpsons
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Every Now and Then - Garth Brooks
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Loose Change - Bruce Springsteen
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Christmas in Dixie - Kenny Chesney
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Chrome - Trace Adkins
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Everything's gonna be alright
I bought bananas a couple weeks ago to take with me to the bookstore for lunch, they went brown, so I decided to make banana bread with them. Bad idea.
I got a recipe from my mother and had to go to the grocery store for: eggs, baking powder, baking soda, lemon juice, milk, and pam. I accidentally bought 2 boxes of baking powder instead of one each of baking powder and baking soda. I didn't notice this until I had everything in the oven and was putting away my ingredients. How is it I always seem to mess stuff up?
Anyhow, my bread was already in the oven in little bread pans on top of a cookie sheet. Good thing they're on a cookie sheet because I just checked them halfway through their cooking time, they're overflowing onto the cookie sheet. I honestly don't know what baking powder and soda do, so I don't know how royally I've screwed up the bread, we'll see. I'm figuring I filled the pans too full, but I only had 4 pans and I didn't want to go find something else to put the rest in, so I knew about that, I guess I didn't know how much they would rise. I also added almonds instead of walnuts, just to try something out. Kevin's always telling me to try stuff out, we'll see how this is.
I kinda hope I didn't screw things up too bad, because banana bread sounds really good.
I was so proud of myself as I was mixing the stuff up. I was thinking I should start my Christmas list and put mixing bowls and cookie sheets on it.
I got a recipe from my mother and had to go to the grocery store for: eggs, baking powder, baking soda, lemon juice, milk, and pam. I accidentally bought 2 boxes of baking powder instead of one each of baking powder and baking soda. I didn't notice this until I had everything in the oven and was putting away my ingredients. How is it I always seem to mess stuff up?
Anyhow, my bread was already in the oven in little bread pans on top of a cookie sheet. Good thing they're on a cookie sheet because I just checked them halfway through their cooking time, they're overflowing onto the cookie sheet. I honestly don't know what baking powder and soda do, so I don't know how royally I've screwed up the bread, we'll see. I'm figuring I filled the pans too full, but I only had 4 pans and I didn't want to go find something else to put the rest in, so I knew about that, I guess I didn't know how much they would rise. I also added almonds instead of walnuts, just to try something out. Kevin's always telling me to try stuff out, we'll see how this is.
I kinda hope I didn't screw things up too bad, because banana bread sounds really good.
I was so proud of myself as I was mixing the stuff up. I was thinking I should start my Christmas list and put mixing bowls and cookie sheets on it.
Monday, September 07, 2009
I can't be held responsible, she was touching her face
It's been a very exhausting day. I feel like I've been crying for 3/4 of it.
It was supposed to start out with Kevin coming over this morning. But, he never did, I think he went and partied with his buddies. I hadn't talked to him since Saturday night. I was worried, figured something happened to him, so I took the bus over to his house, where both of his trucks were sitting. He wasn't asleep on his bed, his roommate's girlfriend said he left in a red truck (one of his friends). I walked home, on the verge of tears for 3 miles. I called him during my walk time (probably the 6th time this morning), he finally picked up saying he was at his friend's house, and I knew the only way he was there at that time with both his trucks at his house was if he didn't have to work last night and hung out with them. When I told him I went to his house because I was worried, he didn't say anything, I let him go so he could sleep.
By the time I got home, I was exhausted and pissed. I'm not quite sure what I did all afternoon. I called him again at 4 asking if he planned to go to a picnic in my neighborhood that I mentioned this morning. I called again at 5, 5:14 and then 5:30 when he finally picked up. I asked him about the picnic to which he replied he'd forgotten all about it. I found that hard to believe seeing as how I left him a message at 4, but didn't say anything. He said he was in Des Moines hanging out with his friends again. He said he might come over tonight. I don't believe him, that's what he said about this morning on Saturday.
I know he's been brooding over something since he got back from an offroading excursion last Tuesday, he's been different. He hasn't said anything, but you know about that female intuition thing.
I had a horrible dream last night about how he was going to break up with me and he didn't give a damn about my feelings. I started thinking this morning it was true when I couldn't find him at his house.
I bought this cute little butterfly thing for us to enjoy, I was waiting for him last night and this morning to show it to him, and then again from 2 to 5:30. I don't know if he'll get to see it.
I understand he wants to hang out with his friends, but what's so hard about picking up the phone and telling me that? Why can't he say he's sorry (even if he's not) for making me worry, for "forgetting" about the picnic. I don't know if I'm being paranoid or not, but it really hurts.
It was supposed to start out with Kevin coming over this morning. But, he never did, I think he went and partied with his buddies. I hadn't talked to him since Saturday night. I was worried, figured something happened to him, so I took the bus over to his house, where both of his trucks were sitting. He wasn't asleep on his bed, his roommate's girlfriend said he left in a red truck (one of his friends). I walked home, on the verge of tears for 3 miles. I called him during my walk time (probably the 6th time this morning), he finally picked up saying he was at his friend's house, and I knew the only way he was there at that time with both his trucks at his house was if he didn't have to work last night and hung out with them. When I told him I went to his house because I was worried, he didn't say anything, I let him go so he could sleep.
By the time I got home, I was exhausted and pissed. I'm not quite sure what I did all afternoon. I called him again at 4 asking if he planned to go to a picnic in my neighborhood that I mentioned this morning. I called again at 5, 5:14 and then 5:30 when he finally picked up. I asked him about the picnic to which he replied he'd forgotten all about it. I found that hard to believe seeing as how I left him a message at 4, but didn't say anything. He said he was in Des Moines hanging out with his friends again. He said he might come over tonight. I don't believe him, that's what he said about this morning on Saturday.
I know he's been brooding over something since he got back from an offroading excursion last Tuesday, he's been different. He hasn't said anything, but you know about that female intuition thing.
I had a horrible dream last night about how he was going to break up with me and he didn't give a damn about my feelings. I started thinking this morning it was true when I couldn't find him at his house.
I bought this cute little butterfly thing for us to enjoy, I was waiting for him last night and this morning to show it to him, and then again from 2 to 5:30. I don't know if he'll get to see it.
I understand he wants to hang out with his friends, but what's so hard about picking up the phone and telling me that? Why can't he say he's sorry (even if he's not) for making me worry, for "forgetting" about the picnic. I don't know if I'm being paranoid or not, but it really hurts.
Friday, September 04, 2009
No need to worry, no need to cry
I am so sick of people telling me I need to find a full-time job. As if I'm not looking now. I found a posting for a full-time temporary job for the middle of Sept to January, that I'm planning to apply for, but people never seem to be satisfied with me. If it makes me happy why can't they just back off?
I'm done at UBS now, hoping to help out next semester. I was complaining to Kevin about how sick I was of the students swiping their debit/credit cards before I was ready for them. The cash registers don't take the card until we get to the end and tell it debit or credit. He was saying how I needed to find a full-time job so I wouldn't have to do the job anymore, I love the job, but some things just bother me, especially when I get it every day. I don't understand why he gets to complain about his job and I can't. I love it how when I worked at the art shop it was ok, because I had a steady paycheck, I might not have always happy with it, but I had a paycheck.
I'd love to have a lot of temp jobs like JLo has in Monster-in-Law. I love how she's set up in that movie, and she's happy with what she does. I'd love to have that, like now, I like what I do in all 3 (2 now) jobs, but because it's not full-time, it doesn't count I guess. Is it possible to be happy with your job and make enough money to get by?
I do want to be independent, I don't want to depend on other people. And it's not like I'm not trying to find a full-time job, it's just that there aren't a lot out there right now. And I don't really want to work in some other town (granted I can't right now because I don't have a driver's license, but I don't want to drive quite a distance to work anyway), but I really don't want to have to do that.
I hate how Kevin always tries to change me. Granted it's worked for a few things, I'm eating healthier, I'm drinking way more water, I'm spending less money, and at the moment, I'm working on cleaning my apartment and I would like to keep it clean, sometimes it just doesn't seem to be enough. Why do people insist on trying to change me? Aren't I good enough for them?
I'm done at UBS now, hoping to help out next semester. I was complaining to Kevin about how sick I was of the students swiping their debit/credit cards before I was ready for them. The cash registers don't take the card until we get to the end and tell it debit or credit. He was saying how I needed to find a full-time job so I wouldn't have to do the job anymore, I love the job, but some things just bother me, especially when I get it every day. I don't understand why he gets to complain about his job and I can't. I love it how when I worked at the art shop it was ok, because I had a steady paycheck, I might not have always happy with it, but I had a paycheck.
I'd love to have a lot of temp jobs like JLo has in Monster-in-Law. I love how she's set up in that movie, and she's happy with what she does. I'd love to have that, like now, I like what I do in all 3 (2 now) jobs, but because it's not full-time, it doesn't count I guess. Is it possible to be happy with your job and make enough money to get by?
I do want to be independent, I don't want to depend on other people. And it's not like I'm not trying to find a full-time job, it's just that there aren't a lot out there right now. And I don't really want to work in some other town (granted I can't right now because I don't have a driver's license, but I don't want to drive quite a distance to work anyway), but I really don't want to have to do that.
I hate how Kevin always tries to change me. Granted it's worked for a few things, I'm eating healthier, I'm drinking way more water, I'm spending less money, and at the moment, I'm working on cleaning my apartment and I would like to keep it clean, sometimes it just doesn't seem to be enough. Why do people insist on trying to change me? Aren't I good enough for them?
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Why bother?
My parents are giant hypocrites. They always say that I shouldn't take more than a 5 minute shower because it wastes water. This morning I was about to go down to do my laundry (I use their laundry room because I live on the 3rd floor of their house), the shower is in the laundry room, I'm about to go downstairs and I hear the water running. I wait about 5 minutes (one song on Windows Media Player) and go back and still hear the water running, I went back after another song, and the water shuts off. I decide to give them a little more time to get dressed, the next time I go back I hear the water running again. I know I'm going to have to wait another 10 minutes for the 2nd shower. At least when Kevin and I have to both take a shower, we take it together and save water. What's so wrong with that? It's not like they don't have enough room, their shower is at least twice as big as mine if not more. A couple weeks ago, I went down to do my laundry and my dad was in the shower, mom said go ahead and put your clothes in the washer, now I know there's a door on the shower but I still don't want to worry about looking at anything. And last week when I went down, Ross was in the shower and mom wanted to know what I was waiting for, as if she was in some kind of hurry.
I don't know why she would care how long it would take me, it's not like she was going to use the washer. Though they have done that before, they say I need to ask them 8 hours ahead, I always do, but sometimes I'll come down and they have laundry in the washer, or like last week, in the dryer. What's the point of me asking, if you're just gonna do your laundry anyway?
I just went down to put my laundry in and the dryer was running and there was a load of wet laundry in the washer. I gave them all day yesterday to do their laundry and the decided they needed to do some this morning. I highly doubt anything became that dirty during the night, but if it did, they're always up earlier than me, what stopped them from doing it earlier? It's so annoying that I follow their rules but they can just fuck me over when they want to do something. Maybe their point is to annoy me enough to move out, push me to get a full time job, as if I'm not looking anyway. Somedays I just want to.........something I'm not going to say on here, because someone will take it seriously.
I don't know why she would care how long it would take me, it's not like she was going to use the washer. Though they have done that before, they say I need to ask them 8 hours ahead, I always do, but sometimes I'll come down and they have laundry in the washer, or like last week, in the dryer. What's the point of me asking, if you're just gonna do your laundry anyway?
I just went down to put my laundry in and the dryer was running and there was a load of wet laundry in the washer. I gave them all day yesterday to do their laundry and the decided they needed to do some this morning. I highly doubt anything became that dirty during the night, but if it did, they're always up earlier than me, what stopped them from doing it earlier? It's so annoying that I follow their rules but they can just fuck me over when they want to do something. Maybe their point is to annoy me enough to move out, push me to get a full time job, as if I'm not looking anyway. Somedays I just want to.........something I'm not going to say on here, because someone will take it seriously.
Friday, August 28, 2009
So tired
If you need a good laugh, go here.
I've been working full-time at a temp job the past two weeks and will continue until the end of next week. Plus I've been going to the games store as usual, and I had training at the hilton job and a volleyball match last Saturday. So, I've been very short on time. Basically, my day is get up, eat breakfast, check only my email (usually I read blogs in the morning), make my lunch, pack my bag for the day, catch the bus, get off at work, work for a few hours, have a break and eat a yogurt, work some more, eat half of my sandwich and chips, work some more, eat my pretzels, work some more, clock out of that job for the day, go catch the bus, get off at my other job, eat the rest of my lunch and zone out for about 30 minutes, work at my other job, clock out, walk home by way of the grocery store, have about an hour to watch TV, read mail and blogs, and then go to bed.
It's been that for the past 2 weeks. Next week, I'm taking cookies for dessert and somehow making my lunch more exciting. I'm so tired at the end of the day, I usually fall asleep on the couch and don't know what happened in the last 30 minutes of the show I'm watching. Then I wake up, generally around 10 and head off to bed. I've been waking up naturally around 6AM lately and getting up then, I've noticed I'm more awake in the mornings.
Other than working, I really don't have much to say. This weekend I have to mow the lawn, do my laundry, go grocery shopping, and go to Walmart for more guinea pig bedding. And somewhere in there I'm going to try and work on my ATCs for my collage group for the August swap and clean my apartment. I am a huge slob, basically because I'm lazy. Kevin has been hinting pretty strongly lately how much it bothers him. So, I thought it might be a nice surprise for him when he has Labor Day off next weekend to have my apartment WAY cleaner, and I'm planning on working on keeping it cleaner as well. If I got in to the habit of throwing stuff away instead of leaving it on the floor my apartment would be probably 80% better, I also need to get in the habit of putting things away and doing my dishes more often.
I am so ready to fall asleep right now and I have an hour and 45 minutes left to work.
I've been working full-time at a temp job the past two weeks and will continue until the end of next week. Plus I've been going to the games store as usual, and I had training at the hilton job and a volleyball match last Saturday. So, I've been very short on time. Basically, my day is get up, eat breakfast, check only my email (usually I read blogs in the morning), make my lunch, pack my bag for the day, catch the bus, get off at work, work for a few hours, have a break and eat a yogurt, work some more, eat half of my sandwich and chips, work some more, eat my pretzels, work some more, clock out of that job for the day, go catch the bus, get off at my other job, eat the rest of my lunch and zone out for about 30 minutes, work at my other job, clock out, walk home by way of the grocery store, have about an hour to watch TV, read mail and blogs, and then go to bed.
It's been that for the past 2 weeks. Next week, I'm taking cookies for dessert and somehow making my lunch more exciting. I'm so tired at the end of the day, I usually fall asleep on the couch and don't know what happened in the last 30 minutes of the show I'm watching. Then I wake up, generally around 10 and head off to bed. I've been waking up naturally around 6AM lately and getting up then, I've noticed I'm more awake in the mornings.
Other than working, I really don't have much to say. This weekend I have to mow the lawn, do my laundry, go grocery shopping, and go to Walmart for more guinea pig bedding. And somewhere in there I'm going to try and work on my ATCs for my collage group for the August swap and clean my apartment. I am a huge slob, basically because I'm lazy. Kevin has been hinting pretty strongly lately how much it bothers him. So, I thought it might be a nice surprise for him when he has Labor Day off next weekend to have my apartment WAY cleaner, and I'm planning on working on keeping it cleaner as well. If I got in to the habit of throwing stuff away instead of leaving it on the floor my apartment would be probably 80% better, I also need to get in the habit of putting things away and doing my dishes more often.
I am so ready to fall asleep right now and I have an hour and 45 minutes left to work.
Friday, August 14, 2009
I can't help it
I can't help it. When he tells me he has to work Sunday again, I catch my breath and feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I want to cry for the next hour, but I can't because I'm at work. I want to revert back to destructive habits, but I can't because they take too long to heal. I want to get drunk, but I can't because it costs money that I don't have. I'd love to have the tears rolling down my cheeks on my walk home, then I won't care who sees them but I will hope someone sees them and cares, but no one will. By the time I get to close the store and walk home I'll still be hurting (that will last all weekend), but the tears will have passed until later at night when I'm crawling into bed to cuddle the frogs he's given me, then I will bawl until I fall asleep.
I know it bothers him too, he had to work last Sunday night he hasn't had a day off in 12 days and he won't have one for at least 20 days. He is very tired and it seems he never gets to sleep extra.
It always seems to be the weekends I actually have something planned for Monday. I wanted to go to the State Fair, because that would be the only time either one of us would be able to go, but I knew in the back of my mind it wasn't going to happen. You can't have a life when your significant other/spouse works there. They don't have a choice when they work, they're lucky if they only get a 6 day week, and 11 hours a night. Lately that hasn't happened, he's had 7 day weeks and more than 12 hour nights to work. The company doesn't care whether their workers are happy or not, they have so much money that if someone gets fired or leaves, they can just hire another worker without much effort. They pay enough to deter their workers from looking for other jobs or they just work them too much, so the only free time they have they sleep.
I can't cry at work, but the tears drip down my cheeks anyway. I can't help it.
I know it bothers him too, he had to work last Sunday night he hasn't had a day off in 12 days and he won't have one for at least 20 days. He is very tired and it seems he never gets to sleep extra.
It always seems to be the weekends I actually have something planned for Monday. I wanted to go to the State Fair, because that would be the only time either one of us would be able to go, but I knew in the back of my mind it wasn't going to happen. You can't have a life when your significant other/spouse works there. They don't have a choice when they work, they're lucky if they only get a 6 day week, and 11 hours a night. Lately that hasn't happened, he's had 7 day weeks and more than 12 hour nights to work. The company doesn't care whether their workers are happy or not, they have so much money that if someone gets fired or leaves, they can just hire another worker without much effort. They pay enough to deter their workers from looking for other jobs or they just work them too much, so the only free time they have they sleep.
I can't cry at work, but the tears drip down my cheeks anyway. I can't help it.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Underneath this Amarillo Sky
Reading one of the blogs I follow got me thinking on something today. The author talks about how his wife and he talked to his daughter about sex.
Kevin and I were discussing a few things the other day, one them being how my parents never talked to me about anything serious. I never recall my mother talking about relationships with guys, periods or other stuff that goes on with a girl's body as she gets older, sex, not even a simple thing as credit cards and dealing with money.
I was telling Kevin how, when I was around 11 or 12, my mother gave me a book called What's Happening to my Body Book for Girls, that was written the year I was born. The day I got my period, I asked her what it meant, she told me to go get some pads out of the bathroom closet, and I think we went out to dinner that night. Outside of school sessions and health class I never learned any of that stuff. I don't understand why (OK I do, but I don't agree) getting your first period is so exciting and wonderful. My parents never talked to me about relationships with guys. Granted I never went out to do anything in middle school or high school, OK there were a couple times my senior year when I snuck out close to 11PM, but it was only to watch the cops at shift change. I was never encouraged to wear cute clothes. Everything I wore in middle and high school consisted of jeans and medium t-shirts and none of those form fitting t-shirts. I don't think I really started wearing cute clothes (or at least ones that showed my figure) until my sophomore year of college, when I moved out from under their roof. I know I wore a pretty cute summer dress for my high school graduation (which I can still fit in to today), but beyond that I didn't wear any cute dresses. Kevin was saying maybe it was because I didn't show an interest in them, but when you're not encouraged to wear anything like that, even dresses my mother bought me, were more like shapes that she would wear, she's just now beginning to buy me cute clothes (when she buys me clothes). When that's all you know to wear, I think it's kinda hard to be interested. I guess I sorta started branching out my senior year, for Winter Formal that year (dance), I wore a velvet skirt that had slits up both sides to my hips. I love that skirt, wish I had something to wear it to now. My senior prom dress was kinda like a Cinderella dress, not a very full skirt, it was periwinkle and laced up in the back. I loved that dress too.
I've never been in a reltionship until I started dating Kevin, and that was a lot to get used to. I had a few crushes throughout my school years, but nothing beyond staring at and wishing. I do find it pretty cool, that the first time I saw Kevin, I thought I'd love to date that guy. When we got further in our relationship, my mother dropped off an ad for planned parenthood, that's as close as she's ever gotten to talking about sex with me.
And the money thing, my parents never really talked about money. I do recall when I was pretty young and delivered papers (I started in 2nd grade), my dad saying every other paycheck had to be deposited. And then as I got older I was expected to pay for certain things. They never talked to me about credit cards. I got my first credit card sometime in my 2nd year of college, by filling out one of those things you get in the mail. I figured it was time I had my own (my parents gave me one in my name of their account for emergencies and paying for books), and thought I'd fill it out, what was the worst that could happen, they could turn me down and I wouldn't be any worse off. When I was pondering it, the only advice I got was from my roommate at the time, who told me she always made sure she had money in her bank account to cover whatever she wanted to charge.
Kevin mentioned that maybe my mom wanted another boy since she never talked about anything girly with me, not even makeup or how to wear my hair. I had short hair (around my ears or above) until middle school, when one of my friends had long hair and I decided to grow it out. I was never encouraged to dress up in high heels, (my mom didn't own any) or makeup (she also had very little of that) when I was young. I was given Barbies and dolls, and dress up clothes, but she never really encouraged me outside of those things. Looking through my old toys a few weeks ago as we were cleaning for the garage sale, lots of the things I had somewhat paralleled what my brother had. We both had small animals we played with mixing them with our legos and model/diecast cars. We both had K'nex when they came out, my favorite to build was the off-road jeep/vehicle. I loved getting the 1/24 scale cars at the toy store. I loved climbing trees and jumping off the playground equipment at school.
It makes me wonder if that's why I'm always so intrigued about the little girls in the store I work at and how recently I've been thinking if I had kids I want a little girl. Not to totally enamour in pink or girly stuff, but to just experience being a little girl again.
Kevin and I were discussing a few things the other day, one them being how my parents never talked to me about anything serious. I never recall my mother talking about relationships with guys, periods or other stuff that goes on with a girl's body as she gets older, sex, not even a simple thing as credit cards and dealing with money.
I was telling Kevin how, when I was around 11 or 12, my mother gave me a book called What's Happening to my Body Book for Girls, that was written the year I was born. The day I got my period, I asked her what it meant, she told me to go get some pads out of the bathroom closet, and I think we went out to dinner that night. Outside of school sessions and health class I never learned any of that stuff. I don't understand why (OK I do, but I don't agree) getting your first period is so exciting and wonderful. My parents never talked to me about relationships with guys. Granted I never went out to do anything in middle school or high school, OK there were a couple times my senior year when I snuck out close to 11PM, but it was only to watch the cops at shift change. I was never encouraged to wear cute clothes. Everything I wore in middle and high school consisted of jeans and medium t-shirts and none of those form fitting t-shirts. I don't think I really started wearing cute clothes (or at least ones that showed my figure) until my sophomore year of college, when I moved out from under their roof. I know I wore a pretty cute summer dress for my high school graduation (which I can still fit in to today), but beyond that I didn't wear any cute dresses. Kevin was saying maybe it was because I didn't show an interest in them, but when you're not encouraged to wear anything like that, even dresses my mother bought me, were more like shapes that she would wear, she's just now beginning to buy me cute clothes (when she buys me clothes). When that's all you know to wear, I think it's kinda hard to be interested. I guess I sorta started branching out my senior year, for Winter Formal that year (dance), I wore a velvet skirt that had slits up both sides to my hips. I love that skirt, wish I had something to wear it to now. My senior prom dress was kinda like a Cinderella dress, not a very full skirt, it was periwinkle and laced up in the back. I loved that dress too.
I've never been in a reltionship until I started dating Kevin, and that was a lot to get used to. I had a few crushes throughout my school years, but nothing beyond staring at and wishing. I do find it pretty cool, that the first time I saw Kevin, I thought I'd love to date that guy. When we got further in our relationship, my mother dropped off an ad for planned parenthood, that's as close as she's ever gotten to talking about sex with me.
And the money thing, my parents never really talked about money. I do recall when I was pretty young and delivered papers (I started in 2nd grade), my dad saying every other paycheck had to be deposited. And then as I got older I was expected to pay for certain things. They never talked to me about credit cards. I got my first credit card sometime in my 2nd year of college, by filling out one of those things you get in the mail. I figured it was time I had my own (my parents gave me one in my name of their account for emergencies and paying for books), and thought I'd fill it out, what was the worst that could happen, they could turn me down and I wouldn't be any worse off. When I was pondering it, the only advice I got was from my roommate at the time, who told me she always made sure she had money in her bank account to cover whatever she wanted to charge.
Kevin mentioned that maybe my mom wanted another boy since she never talked about anything girly with me, not even makeup or how to wear my hair. I had short hair (around my ears or above) until middle school, when one of my friends had long hair and I decided to grow it out. I was never encouraged to dress up in high heels, (my mom didn't own any) or makeup (she also had very little of that) when I was young. I was given Barbies and dolls, and dress up clothes, but she never really encouraged me outside of those things. Looking through my old toys a few weeks ago as we were cleaning for the garage sale, lots of the things I had somewhat paralleled what my brother had. We both had small animals we played with mixing them with our legos and model/diecast cars. We both had K'nex when they came out, my favorite to build was the off-road jeep/vehicle. I loved getting the 1/24 scale cars at the toy store. I loved climbing trees and jumping off the playground equipment at school.
It makes me wonder if that's why I'm always so intrigued about the little girls in the store I work at and how recently I've been thinking if I had kids I want a little girl. Not to totally enamour in pink or girly stuff, but to just experience being a little girl again.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
There goes my hero, watch him as he goes
Some people will do anything to get out of things.
I recently learned a friend of mine had to retire early from the police department because some woman hit him while he was directing traffic during RAGBRAI last year. She's claiming post traumatic stress disorder from an incident with the police here in 2006. I think that's a load of crap.
I'm very bummed that my friend had to retire, he's one of the ones that loved his job and would have worked it until forced retirement. And, unfortunately, now he has been, but way too early in his career.
"I truly love my job, and so it's very hard to just come to this realization that I can't do this anymore," Schultz said. "It wasn't something where I was going to a call that I know there might be a rist of injury. This never should have had to happend."
Officer hit by car during RAGBRAI retires
Ames Officer talks about RAGBRAI crash
Taylor breaks down; judge declares mistrial
Norma Taylor judged incompetent to stand trial
Any police officers read this have any comments?
I recently learned a friend of mine had to retire early from the police department because some woman hit him while he was directing traffic during RAGBRAI last year. She's claiming post traumatic stress disorder from an incident with the police here in 2006. I think that's a load of crap.
I'm very bummed that my friend had to retire, he's one of the ones that loved his job and would have worked it until forced retirement. And, unfortunately, now he has been, but way too early in his career.
"I truly love my job, and so it's very hard to just come to this realization that I can't do this anymore," Schultz said. "It wasn't something where I was going to a call that I know there might be a rist of injury. This never should have had to happend."
Officer hit by car during RAGBRAI retires
Ames Officer talks about RAGBRAI crash
Taylor breaks down; judge declares mistrial
Norma Taylor judged incompetent to stand trial
Any police officers read this have any comments?
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
It has been a long week. Every day I got up and worked on garage sale stuff. And apparently standing for 6 + hours on concrete in flip flops doesn't make your feet happy. They still hurt, especially since I spent all day walking around Adventureland on Sunday.
It turned out to be a good garage sale, we made well over $300. Originally, my dad had said if I organized a garage sale, I could have all the profits. Well, mom decided that since she helped out so much, she needed a cut. I don't think she helped out a ton, she seemed to be complaining more than helping out, oh well, I still got a nice chunk of change. I want to go and spend it on something huge and cool, but I'll probably just end up sitting on it in the bank. I deposited it yesterday. I needed to get it out of the house, so I didn't spend it. I was thinking of transferring some of it to paypal so I could spend it at Etsy, but I don't think I'm going to spend it there either. I am going to transfer some though, I found some cute Monoply board coasters, that I think my brother might get a kick out of. His birthday's coming up in September and it would be nice to get the present out of the way, he's a hard guy to buy for anyway. I know what he likes, but he usually wants stuff that's kind of expensive.
Sunday, Kevin and I went to Adventureland. Every year the mine does this nice thing for their workers, just for fun. We met up with one of his co-workers and his wife and pretty much wandered around with them all day, it was pretty fun. Somehow Kevin managed to spend $20 or so that day, I haven't quite figured out how yet. I guess combining the food/drink he got and the games we played, it kinda eats it up. I did get some cute stuffed animals though. We were riding the train and someone walked by with a giant banana (it was probably 4 or 5 feet tall) and one lady said "what are you going to do with a giant banana", Kevin and I laughed and I whispered to him "what are you going to do with all the other stuff you get here?" Like anything's really gonna be done with anything you get that you're not gonna eat. We went to Kokomo Cove this year, but I remembered how mean the kids were last year, and I really just wanted to go swimming, not wandering through the water slides. I sat on the chairs and soaked up a little sun, Kevin went on a water slide, he said he had more fun last year, he kept saying because it was hotter last year but I know part of it was because I wasn't enjoying it with him. Kids are so mean when they don't have anyone to tell them no, when you have giant waterguns and buckets of water that you can just throw on people, they do whatever the hell they want to, I just didn't want to deal with it this year. It would be way better if there was a pool.
I also got up the courage to try a roller coaster this year, I went on the Outlaw, their wooden one. After we got on it, Kevin said he remembered it was the one with the most bumps and turns and stuff, guess I picked the wrong one huh? I didn't like, granted I didn't get sick, but all those quick turns, ups and downs, and bumps didn't help me any. But, at least I can say that I know I don't like roller coasters. When I was little, I went on a mini one at Arnold's Park, and I got sick on that one, so I'd been using that excuse ever since. But, Kevin was so bummed last year when we got up to the roller coaster and I chickened out at the last minute I thought I'd try one this year.
On the 18th of August, I start back at the University Bookstore, I'm looking forward to that. This year I'm working 3 weeks. I can't wait, we're generally pretty busy the week before classes start (the 17th through the 23rd), I don't think the week of classes will be too bad (24th through the 30th), I think it's busier than winter RUSH because any new students are most likely going to start at the new year rather than half year. I'm not quite sure what the last week will be like (31st through the 4th), In January, we started getting slow at the end of the 2nd week, I bounced around and helped in textbooks, because I wanted to keep busy. It's pretty boring if you can't keep busy, but you deal. I just keep thinking I have to save all my money for Hawaii. Add the money from the garage sale and then what I get at the bookstore, and money from events at Hilton until I have to leave, I should have a nice chunk of savings to take with me. Hopefully I won't spend it all, I'm hoping I'll be pretty smart with my money, though I love getting souveneirs at places, and I don't know if certain food will be extra on the boat or not. If I stick to my water routine, I should save money there, but I'm gonna be on vacation, it'll be some hard choices. Hopefully, I won't have some emergency that I'll need the money for between now and hawaii, but if I do, I'll have extra money. I feel so much better when I have a nice buffer in the bank in case something happens. I've always been a big believer in having things even if you don't need them at the moment.
This week, I have to make it to the post office today and get my hair cut, I have an event on Thurs at Hilton, and hopefully on Friday I get to get together with my friend, Loretta, and her puppies and have a picnic. I'm really looking forward to that, I haven't seen them since the middle of July.
My hair cut is one of my extra spendings. My hair is so full of split ends, the place my mom always took me costs $20 per haircut, but you get used to a certain person cutting your hair. Anyways, I was thinking last night as I was picking off my split ends, that I should wander over to Great Clips and get it trimmed, then I thought, now that I have a little extra money I can afford the more expensive place, so maybe I'll just go there. I'm not getting anything drastic, no new hair style, just a nice trim. As many split ends as I have, I'm thinking she's taking at least 3 inches off, so it'll be a little different. It always feels like a new start when I have quite a bit taken off at a haircut, course I usually wait a while for my haircuts, so it's always a new start. Someday I think I will get a new hairstyle, but I'd have to research and really think about it. Sometimes waiting the 2 hours to have my hair dry is a little annoying (I don't have or like hair dryers), and after being outside in the wind it tangles easily (course part of that could be the split ends). I did get a layered look one time, but it grew out and I didn't get it again, I also grew out my bangs awhile ago, that was the best decision in hair other than growing my hair long that I made. I just wish I knew more things to do with my hair that didn't take a lot of effort, I am basically a get up, brush it, and throw it in a pony tail kinda girl. If I take a shower in the middle of the day, I usually french braid it, just so it's not so messy the whole time it dries, and I get the cute little crinkles the next day. I also wish there was a way to enhance the subtle wave I have. I've found out if I take a shower at night and then sleep on it, it really shows, but I haven't found any other way to coax it out.
Now that I've rambled enough, maybe I'll get dressed and meander over to the post office.
It turned out to be a good garage sale, we made well over $300. Originally, my dad had said if I organized a garage sale, I could have all the profits. Well, mom decided that since she helped out so much, she needed a cut. I don't think she helped out a ton, she seemed to be complaining more than helping out, oh well, I still got a nice chunk of change. I want to go and spend it on something huge and cool, but I'll probably just end up sitting on it in the bank. I deposited it yesterday. I needed to get it out of the house, so I didn't spend it. I was thinking of transferring some of it to paypal so I could spend it at Etsy, but I don't think I'm going to spend it there either. I am going to transfer some though, I found some cute Monoply board coasters, that I think my brother might get a kick out of. His birthday's coming up in September and it would be nice to get the present out of the way, he's a hard guy to buy for anyway. I know what he likes, but he usually wants stuff that's kind of expensive.
Sunday, Kevin and I went to Adventureland. Every year the mine does this nice thing for their workers, just for fun. We met up with one of his co-workers and his wife and pretty much wandered around with them all day, it was pretty fun. Somehow Kevin managed to spend $20 or so that day, I haven't quite figured out how yet. I guess combining the food/drink he got and the games we played, it kinda eats it up. I did get some cute stuffed animals though. We were riding the train and someone walked by with a giant banana (it was probably 4 or 5 feet tall) and one lady said "what are you going to do with a giant banana", Kevin and I laughed and I whispered to him "what are you going to do with all the other stuff you get here?" Like anything's really gonna be done with anything you get that you're not gonna eat. We went to Kokomo Cove this year, but I remembered how mean the kids were last year, and I really just wanted to go swimming, not wandering through the water slides. I sat on the chairs and soaked up a little sun, Kevin went on a water slide, he said he had more fun last year, he kept saying because it was hotter last year but I know part of it was because I wasn't enjoying it with him. Kids are so mean when they don't have anyone to tell them no, when you have giant waterguns and buckets of water that you can just throw on people, they do whatever the hell they want to, I just didn't want to deal with it this year. It would be way better if there was a pool.
I also got up the courage to try a roller coaster this year, I went on the Outlaw, their wooden one. After we got on it, Kevin said he remembered it was the one with the most bumps and turns and stuff, guess I picked the wrong one huh? I didn't like, granted I didn't get sick, but all those quick turns, ups and downs, and bumps didn't help me any. But, at least I can say that I know I don't like roller coasters. When I was little, I went on a mini one at Arnold's Park, and I got sick on that one, so I'd been using that excuse ever since. But, Kevin was so bummed last year when we got up to the roller coaster and I chickened out at the last minute I thought I'd try one this year.
On the 18th of August, I start back at the University Bookstore, I'm looking forward to that. This year I'm working 3 weeks. I can't wait, we're generally pretty busy the week before classes start (the 17th through the 23rd), I don't think the week of classes will be too bad (24th through the 30th), I think it's busier than winter RUSH because any new students are most likely going to start at the new year rather than half year. I'm not quite sure what the last week will be like (31st through the 4th), In January, we started getting slow at the end of the 2nd week, I bounced around and helped in textbooks, because I wanted to keep busy. It's pretty boring if you can't keep busy, but you deal. I just keep thinking I have to save all my money for Hawaii. Add the money from the garage sale and then what I get at the bookstore, and money from events at Hilton until I have to leave, I should have a nice chunk of savings to take with me. Hopefully I won't spend it all, I'm hoping I'll be pretty smart with my money, though I love getting souveneirs at places, and I don't know if certain food will be extra on the boat or not. If I stick to my water routine, I should save money there, but I'm gonna be on vacation, it'll be some hard choices. Hopefully, I won't have some emergency that I'll need the money for between now and hawaii, but if I do, I'll have extra money. I feel so much better when I have a nice buffer in the bank in case something happens. I've always been a big believer in having things even if you don't need them at the moment.
This week, I have to make it to the post office today and get my hair cut, I have an event on Thurs at Hilton, and hopefully on Friday I get to get together with my friend, Loretta, and her puppies and have a picnic. I'm really looking forward to that, I haven't seen them since the middle of July.
My hair cut is one of my extra spendings. My hair is so full of split ends, the place my mom always took me costs $20 per haircut, but you get used to a certain person cutting your hair. Anyways, I was thinking last night as I was picking off my split ends, that I should wander over to Great Clips and get it trimmed, then I thought, now that I have a little extra money I can afford the more expensive place, so maybe I'll just go there. I'm not getting anything drastic, no new hair style, just a nice trim. As many split ends as I have, I'm thinking she's taking at least 3 inches off, so it'll be a little different. It always feels like a new start when I have quite a bit taken off at a haircut, course I usually wait a while for my haircuts, so it's always a new start. Someday I think I will get a new hairstyle, but I'd have to research and really think about it. Sometimes waiting the 2 hours to have my hair dry is a little annoying (I don't have or like hair dryers), and after being outside in the wind it tangles easily (course part of that could be the split ends). I did get a layered look one time, but it grew out and I didn't get it again, I also grew out my bangs awhile ago, that was the best decision in hair other than growing my hair long that I made. I just wish I knew more things to do with my hair that didn't take a lot of effort, I am basically a get up, brush it, and throw it in a pony tail kinda girl. If I take a shower in the middle of the day, I usually french braid it, just so it's not so messy the whole time it dries, and I get the cute little crinkles the next day. I also wish there was a way to enhance the subtle wave I have. I've found out if I take a shower at night and then sleep on it, it really shows, but I haven't found any other way to coax it out.
Now that I've rambled enough, maybe I'll get dressed and meander over to the post office.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
They claim I was a nasty person
I love it how my parents don't think anything I do in my life is important.
Mom has been trying to clean out my stuff of my old bedroom (so she can put more stuff she never uses into it), and we're kinda planning a garage sale for next weekend. Today, my dad calls and says we need to make a plan for when we can work on getting stuff out. Really? Why do I need to help you get stuff out of your house? No one helped me when I was sorting out stuff. Then, he gets all upset, because I'm busy taking care of stuff I need to do before I go help out at the library this afternoon and asks what I'm doing. Like it's any of his business.
And I really don't think it takes much to organize a garage sale, put an ad up on craigslist and the free paper people get in the mail on Weds, move your car out of the garage, move a couple other things out that aren't going to be for sale, put up some table, put up some signs saying this stuff is X amt of dollars, put some price tags on bigger things and there you go.
Why do my parents insist on making things so much harder than they are?
And why does all the things I do in my life not important. Like last week when mom asked me to get part of the foundation painted before they got back from their trip on Weds, did she ask me if I had stuff to do? No, because I guess since I don't have a full time job, all I do is sit in my apartment and do nothing all day.
Mom has been trying to clean out my stuff of my old bedroom (so she can put more stuff she never uses into it), and we're kinda planning a garage sale for next weekend. Today, my dad calls and says we need to make a plan for when we can work on getting stuff out. Really? Why do I need to help you get stuff out of your house? No one helped me when I was sorting out stuff. Then, he gets all upset, because I'm busy taking care of stuff I need to do before I go help out at the library this afternoon and asks what I'm doing. Like it's any of his business.
And I really don't think it takes much to organize a garage sale, put an ad up on craigslist and the free paper people get in the mail on Weds, move your car out of the garage, move a couple other things out that aren't going to be for sale, put up some table, put up some signs saying this stuff is X amt of dollars, put some price tags on bigger things and there you go.
Why do my parents insist on making things so much harder than they are?
And why does all the things I do in my life not important. Like last week when mom asked me to get part of the foundation painted before they got back from their trip on Weds, did she ask me if I had stuff to do? No, because I guess since I don't have a full time job, all I do is sit in my apartment and do nothing all day.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Can he see that I can't breathe?
People have a tendency to piss me off sometimes with the way they act in the store, but the couple I had tonight tops them all. They came in looked around for awhile, then the chick asks if we have a bathroom to fill up her water bottle, I said no (we have a bathroom, but it's through our storage room, I could send her back there and risk things being stolen, or I could go back and risk things being stolen, neither one is gonna happen). She then chatted with the guy and decided their baby needed changing and proceeded to change it in the back of the store, didn't ask me or anything. After that, they come up front with the guy complaining about the baby weighing too much, then sat down and fed the baby, for 10 minutes, while the chick walked around and pretending to look at stuff. She also asked me if we had a garbage can, which I also said no, like I want your stinky baby diaper in our garbage can. And of course they left without buying anything. If I had realized she was changing the baby before she got halfway through, I would have asked her to leave, she had conveniently sat down and positioned the baby stroller in front of her.
They also stayed so long and in the right time frame that I didn't get to talk to Kevin on his way to work, that helped in my annoyance of them. But it started when she decided to change the kid without even asking. When people leave I always tell them to have a good night, when I told this couple that, they ignored me, you'd think they could say you too, for coming in the store for half an hour, changing your kid, feeding your kid and then leaving without buying anything. I was very lucky the chick had to go to the bathroom, who knows how long they would have stayed if she didn't.
I had a group of ladies come in one time with a little child. It needed changing while they were in here, but they were nice the whole time, they ASKED, and since I didn't have anyone else in the store, I let them change it in the back.
I guess some people just think they can do whatever whereever they are. That couple pissed me off so much.
They also stayed so long and in the right time frame that I didn't get to talk to Kevin on his way to work, that helped in my annoyance of them. But it started when she decided to change the kid without even asking. When people leave I always tell them to have a good night, when I told this couple that, they ignored me, you'd think they could say you too, for coming in the store for half an hour, changing your kid, feeding your kid and then leaving without buying anything. I was very lucky the chick had to go to the bathroom, who knows how long they would have stayed if she didn't.
I had a group of ladies come in one time with a little child. It needed changing while they were in here, but they were nice the whole time, they ASKED, and since I didn't have anyone else in the store, I let them change it in the back.
I guess some people just think they can do whatever whereever they are. That couple pissed me off so much.
Monday, July 20, 2009
born to fly
I wish I could sleep right now. It's been a long day.
I got up, cleaned my pig's cage, mowed the lawn. My mom has me doing a project this week where I'm scraping paint from the foundation, cleaning it, putting primer on it and repainting it. I spent about an hour and a half on that, ate lunch, walked to Walmart and back. That's about a 4.22 mile walk. Unfortunately I only had about an hour before I had to go to work, so after taking a shower, I couldn't sleep.
My mother wants me to have this project done by Wed evening, only it's supposed to rain tonight and tomorrow, I can't paint when it's raining. Of course she's gone on a mini vacation and won't know it rained, and then she'll whine at me when it's not done.
Kevin had to work all weekend, so I figured I wouldn't get to see him. He called me this morning as he was getting ready to go to bed and told me, he thought he broke his nose. He said he tripped over his boots and connected with the doorknob. Needless to say I was very bothered by that. He called me while I was on my way to work and we went to Taco John's for supper. OK, we got Taco John's for supper and proceeded to eat in the store. Somehow an hour went by and he had to leave to get ready for work. An hour is never enough with him.
He told me about a supper thing this weekend with his work. We're also going to Adventureland courtesy of them. I do appreciate that they're doing that for us, but it'd be really nice if they made it so people didn't have to work so much.
I hate it when people ignore me when they come in the store. I always greet everyone with a smile and a hello. Then I ask if I can help them find something. A few of them ignore that question, and then seem to get annoyed that I didn't ask if I could help them.
I got up, cleaned my pig's cage, mowed the lawn. My mom has me doing a project this week where I'm scraping paint from the foundation, cleaning it, putting primer on it and repainting it. I spent about an hour and a half on that, ate lunch, walked to Walmart and back. That's about a 4.22 mile walk. Unfortunately I only had about an hour before I had to go to work, so after taking a shower, I couldn't sleep.
My mother wants me to have this project done by Wed evening, only it's supposed to rain tonight and tomorrow, I can't paint when it's raining. Of course she's gone on a mini vacation and won't know it rained, and then she'll whine at me when it's not done.
Kevin had to work all weekend, so I figured I wouldn't get to see him. He called me this morning as he was getting ready to go to bed and told me, he thought he broke his nose. He said he tripped over his boots and connected with the doorknob. Needless to say I was very bothered by that. He called me while I was on my way to work and we went to Taco John's for supper. OK, we got Taco John's for supper and proceeded to eat in the store. Somehow an hour went by and he had to leave to get ready for work. An hour is never enough with him.
He told me about a supper thing this weekend with his work. We're also going to Adventureland courtesy of them. I do appreciate that they're doing that for us, but it'd be really nice if they made it so people didn't have to work so much.
I hate it when people ignore me when they come in the store. I always greet everyone with a smile and a hello. Then I ask if I can help them find something. A few of them ignore that question, and then seem to get annoyed that I didn't ask if I could help them.
Monday, July 13, 2009
I smell like fish
My hands smell like fish :( I just spent the last 45 minutes washing and taking out bones from some bluegill. It wasn't gross, not like I figured it'd be, but now my hands smell like fish, and I already washed them with some extra-strength soap.
Kevin was fishing yesterday and caught himself a lot of bluegill. His buddy took some pictures of the ones he caught, and he had one that was as long as a Vault 20 oz bottle. He kept telling it was really big, since I don't know much about fish and he's never caught any that he's kept when I've been with him fishing, I really don't know if that's big, but I do believe him.
Yesterday, I went to the Hardin County fair to judge the small animals show. Unfortunately, no one showed up. 5 people had signed up, they told us earlier on that 3 of them weren't going to show up, and the other 2 never did either. My friend, Loretta, is the pet superintendent for the fair, and it's her job to find a judge, so she asked me. I was pretty nervous, but I was pretty interested and excited to do it too. It bummed me out I didn't get to judge.
I totally bummed myself out today. Kevin and I went to Boone, and I picked up a magazine about Okoboji, IA. I was reading it at work, and remembering things, and totally bummed myself out. When I was about 5 or maybe younger, my parents started taking my brother and I up to my grandparents condo on Lake Okoboji, I have so many memories of the 6 of us up there. I've seen so many pictures with my grandparents and I having fun. I remember one year, sometime after my grandparents stopped going, most of my extended family on my mother's side came up and stayed at a hotel/resort very near to our condo. I remember they had everyone in one room, people were sleeping on the floor, the beds, the patio, everywhere they could fit someone. I think, they surprised us, but I really don't know. Kevin and I went up there, the first year we were dating, we usually have a week, but both of us had to work on Tuesday, so we got there Saturday night/afternoon, and left Tuesday morning. I showed him as much of my childhood hangouts as I could stuff in those few days, and I'd love to go back with him. I told him last weekend, it would be really great if some year his parents, his brother and sister-in-law, nephew and Kevin and I went up there. I'm pretty sure they would all enjoy it, and there's something for everyone. From fishing and swimming in the lake, to the various restaurants, to the amusement park, to the mini golf places, to the places to shop. And most everything is within walking distance of our condo. I miss it so much when I can't go.
OK, now I'm getting a little nauseous, I sure hope it's not because of leaning over a sink washing fish for 45 minutes. I sure don't need to be sick tonight.
Kevin was fishing yesterday and caught himself a lot of bluegill. His buddy took some pictures of the ones he caught, and he had one that was as long as a Vault 20 oz bottle. He kept telling it was really big, since I don't know much about fish and he's never caught any that he's kept when I've been with him fishing, I really don't know if that's big, but I do believe him.
Yesterday, I went to the Hardin County fair to judge the small animals show. Unfortunately, no one showed up. 5 people had signed up, they told us earlier on that 3 of them weren't going to show up, and the other 2 never did either. My friend, Loretta, is the pet superintendent for the fair, and it's her job to find a judge, so she asked me. I was pretty nervous, but I was pretty interested and excited to do it too. It bummed me out I didn't get to judge.
I totally bummed myself out today. Kevin and I went to Boone, and I picked up a magazine about Okoboji, IA. I was reading it at work, and remembering things, and totally bummed myself out. When I was about 5 or maybe younger, my parents started taking my brother and I up to my grandparents condo on Lake Okoboji, I have so many memories of the 6 of us up there. I've seen so many pictures with my grandparents and I having fun. I remember one year, sometime after my grandparents stopped going, most of my extended family on my mother's side came up and stayed at a hotel/resort very near to our condo. I remember they had everyone in one room, people were sleeping on the floor, the beds, the patio, everywhere they could fit someone. I think, they surprised us, but I really don't know. Kevin and I went up there, the first year we were dating, we usually have a week, but both of us had to work on Tuesday, so we got there Saturday night/afternoon, and left Tuesday morning. I showed him as much of my childhood hangouts as I could stuff in those few days, and I'd love to go back with him. I told him last weekend, it would be really great if some year his parents, his brother and sister-in-law, nephew and Kevin and I went up there. I'm pretty sure they would all enjoy it, and there's something for everyone. From fishing and swimming in the lake, to the various restaurants, to the amusement park, to the mini golf places, to the places to shop. And most everything is within walking distance of our condo. I miss it so much when I can't go.
OK, now I'm getting a little nauseous, I sure hope it's not because of leaning over a sink washing fish for 45 minutes. I sure don't need to be sick tonight.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
I've got a pocketful of sunshine
OK, I forgot something. My mom was whining at me the other day about volunteering. Yesterday, she shows me a page in the newspaper about volunteer oppurtunities, and says how volunteering at the library isn't really doing anything for me. Silly me, I thought a person volunteered to help the community, yes it's a bonus if you get something else out of it, but the way she said it, it seemed like that's the only reason a person volunteered. Anyways, she showed me something to look into, which I did, and the person emailed me today, and said how for this opportunity, it was a year commitment, that I'd get about an $800 stipend a month, but that I wouldn't be able to work at any other jobs while doing it. I'm not quite sure I want to give up my 3 part-time jobs for a year and then come back to them. Especially the store I'm working at, I don't think my boss would appreciate that, "Can I leave for a year for this volunteer thing and then come back and work for you?" What's the guarantee I'm gonna get the jobs back? It also said something about vacation time, but what if I'm not able to get the 2 weeks for the Hawaii trip that we already have planned? How does that work, we're not gonna cancel because of it. I've already got the OK from the store job. It just doesn't seem to work. Yes, it would be nice to get that $800 a month, but how much would it screw up my current jobs/job connections to do it?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
-
***EDIT*** Posts for this post have now been closed. I have 156 comments on it, but I only picked from 149 because some people didn't ha... -
It's that time again. Time for the One World One Heart Blog Mingle. It will be from now (Jan 31) to Feb 17, 2011. Hello all new readers...
