Saturday, November 25, 2006
oh yeah...
i should also tell you that i officially did not get the job in birmingham that I interviewed for. *whine*. Let me end this post now before I start on a tirade about how i'll never find work and we'll always live with whitey's mom.
quick update
We were going to leave Tuesday to go spend thanksgiving in Jacksonville with Whitey's family but decided against it when whitey's family decided to change plans and decided that after we drove 11 hours on Tuesday, we would drive another 3 both ways to his cousins house to have thanksgiving and that, furthermore, only a handful of them were going to bother to show up for thanksgiving dinner with us after we bothered to drive 11 hours to see them. So we decided not to bother.
I worked an extra two days, and even had my mother's class of 3 year olds one of those days. Let me tell you it's a weird fucking feeling to be teaching a class for your mother when she taught your class when you were little.
Thursday we went out to Lofton's for Thanksgiving. It was most tasty, but they stop replenishing food really early in the seating and they pulled the desserts about an hour into the seating... Keep in mind, we didn't get seated until 20 minutes into the seating and there was a huge line behind us. Even one of the servers complained that she thought the kitchen was pulling things too early.
Thursday night we went to a Havoc Hockey game, which left me a little perplexed at my husband. He hates stupid people, rednecks, crowds and loud people. He hates situations like this so much that I have to convince him to go to music festivals even if someone he loves the bands that are playing. However, on thanksgiving day he chose to go to a place full of loud, stupid rednecks, who were drunk and enjoyed himself. WTH?
The last AND MOST IMPORTANT update is that my site, http://hippybeads.com is going to donate %20 of all sales from now until DEC 30 to http://www.childsplaycharity.org
I worked an extra two days, and even had my mother's class of 3 year olds one of those days. Let me tell you it's a weird fucking feeling to be teaching a class for your mother when she taught your class when you were little.
Thursday we went out to Lofton's for Thanksgiving. It was most tasty, but they stop replenishing food really early in the seating and they pulled the desserts about an hour into the seating... Keep in mind, we didn't get seated until 20 minutes into the seating and there was a huge line behind us. Even one of the servers complained that she thought the kitchen was pulling things too early.
Thursday night we went to a Havoc Hockey game, which left me a little perplexed at my husband. He hates stupid people, rednecks, crowds and loud people. He hates situations like this so much that I have to convince him to go to music festivals even if someone he loves the bands that are playing. However, on thanksgiving day he chose to go to a place full of loud, stupid rednecks, who were drunk and enjoyed himself. WTH?
The last AND MOST IMPORTANT update is that my site, http://hippybeads.com is going to donate %20 of all sales from now until DEC 30 to http://www.childsplaycharity.org
quick update
We were going to leave tuesday to go spend thanksgiving in Jacksonville with Whitey's family but decided agaisnt it when whitey's family decided to change plans and decided that after we drove 11 hours on tuesday, we would drive another 3 both ways to his cousins house to have thanksgiving and that, furthermore, only a handful of them were going to bother to show up for thanksgiving dinner with us after we bothered to drive 11 hours to see them. So we decided not to bother.
I worked an extra two days, and even had my mother's class of 3 year olds one of those days. Let me tell you it's a wierd fucking feeling to be teaching a class for your mother when she taught your class when you were little.
Thursday we went out to Lofton's for Thanksgiving. It was most tasty, but they stop replenishing food really early in the seating and they pulled the desserts about an hour into the seating... Keep in mind, we didn't get seated until 20 minutes into the seating and there was a huge line behind us. Even one of the servers complained that she thought the kitchen was pulling things too early.
Thursday night we went to a Havoc Hockey game, which left me a little perplexed at my husband. He hates stupid people, rednecks, crowds and loud people. He hates situations like this so much that I have to convince him to go to music festivals even if someone he loves the bands that are playing. However, on thanksgiving day he chose to go to a place full of loud, stupid rednecks, who were drunk and enjoyed himself. WTH?
The last AND MOST IMPORTANT update is that my site, http://hippybeads.com is going to donate %15 of all sales from now until dec 30 to http://www.childsplaycharity.org
I worked an extra two days, and even had my mother's class of 3 year olds one of those days. Let me tell you it's a wierd fucking feeling to be teaching a class for your mother when she taught your class when you were little.
Thursday we went out to Lofton's for Thanksgiving. It was most tasty, but they stop replenishing food really early in the seating and they pulled the desserts about an hour into the seating... Keep in mind, we didn't get seated until 20 minutes into the seating and there was a huge line behind us. Even one of the servers complained that she thought the kitchen was pulling things too early.
Thursday night we went to a Havoc Hockey game, which left me a little perplexed at my husband. He hates stupid people, rednecks, crowds and loud people. He hates situations like this so much that I have to convince him to go to music festivals even if someone he loves the bands that are playing. However, on thanksgiving day he chose to go to a place full of loud, stupid rednecks, who were drunk and enjoyed himself. WTH?
The last AND MOST IMPORTANT update is that my site, http://hippybeads.com is going to donate %15 of all sales from now until dec 30 to http://www.childsplaycharity.org
Monday, November 20, 2006
Thursday, November 16, 2006
all the sordid details of my anniversary
...or not.
The details I will share are that we stayed at the emnassy suites in huntsville which gives you a reception with free light hors d'ouvres and cocktails (or, in my case, copper ridge merlot). They also give you free extremely yummy breakfast involving made to order omelettes and belgian waffles (along with other things like cereal, fruit, biscuits and gravy, etc). They also have some of the oddest postmodern retro type decor I have ever seen. Definitely the oddest decor I have ever seen in a hotel room.
Anyways, on to more details:
We ate at the jazz factory and goddamn it was good. Whitey was dissappointed that they didn't have live jazz in the main room every night, but I was too busy shoving food in my mouth to notice. I even had desert. I think that I am never going to get to my goal weight ;).
Whitey failed to find anything on the jazz factory dessert menu that piqued his interest so we went to the steak house at the hotel and he got an apple tart. It is a well known fact that I *hate* apples. That tart was absolutely incredible. Mind you, all I ate was the cakey crusty part and the apple goo (no actual chunks of apples), but it stil tasted pretty apple-y and I wasn't grimacing and calling the tart evil.
At the steakhouse, I had french press coffee. This was both a fabulous idea and fucking horrible one. Me and caffeine don't always mix so well, but sometimes if I'm not doing anything that requires concentration, I'll get it anyways. It hit me like a fucking brick wall--I shook trying to walk, I couldn't keep throughts together to save my life, and it took me a long time to get to sleep since my thoughts were going at light speed.
However, I think I've got a new addiction That was some fucking good coffee and i'm totally craving it now. Oh yeah, I don't like coffee... but I went nuts over the french press coffee at the steakhouse, I live for my nonfat espressos with sugar free syrup, and I even enjoyed some hazlenut cream coffee as ground and brewed by a fellow craftsperson. I think the issue is not that I don't like coffee, but that I don't like SHITTY coffee--or really even, average joe coffee. If someone made me a cup of just roasted, just ground, perfectly ground dark coffee, I would probably go just as nuts as any coffee snob, but give me pre-ground shit and I just make faces and say "how the hell can people drink this bitter, nasty crap." I have expensive tastes... and no money, and I'm on a diet which prevents the drinking of too much half and half.
Anyways, back to details:
A while back I lost the ring that Chris gave me for like my second birthday that we were together. For once, it wasn't me being a moron that precipitated the loss of something expensive and sentimental--it was me losing weight. The ring was too loose and apparently it fell off and is still sparkling somewhere in sandpoint. So, whitey bought me a really cool blue toapz ring to replace it and gave it to me when i was drinking the aforementioned fucking good coffee.
end of details.
The details I will share are that we stayed at the emnassy suites in huntsville which gives you a reception with free light hors d'ouvres and cocktails (or, in my case, copper ridge merlot). They also give you free extremely yummy breakfast involving made to order omelettes and belgian waffles (along with other things like cereal, fruit, biscuits and gravy, etc). They also have some of the oddest postmodern retro type decor I have ever seen. Definitely the oddest decor I have ever seen in a hotel room.
Anyways, on to more details:
We ate at the jazz factory and goddamn it was good. Whitey was dissappointed that they didn't have live jazz in the main room every night, but I was too busy shoving food in my mouth to notice. I even had desert. I think that I am never going to get to my goal weight ;).
Whitey failed to find anything on the jazz factory dessert menu that piqued his interest so we went to the steak house at the hotel and he got an apple tart. It is a well known fact that I *hate* apples. That tart was absolutely incredible. Mind you, all I ate was the cakey crusty part and the apple goo (no actual chunks of apples), but it stil tasted pretty apple-y and I wasn't grimacing and calling the tart evil.
At the steakhouse, I had french press coffee. This was both a fabulous idea and fucking horrible one. Me and caffeine don't always mix so well, but sometimes if I'm not doing anything that requires concentration, I'll get it anyways. It hit me like a fucking brick wall--I shook trying to walk, I couldn't keep throughts together to save my life, and it took me a long time to get to sleep since my thoughts were going at light speed.
However, I think I've got a new addiction That was some fucking good coffee and i'm totally craving it now. Oh yeah, I don't like coffee... but I went nuts over the french press coffee at the steakhouse, I live for my nonfat espressos with sugar free syrup, and I even enjoyed some hazlenut cream coffee as ground and brewed by a fellow craftsperson. I think the issue is not that I don't like coffee, but that I don't like SHITTY coffee--or really even, average joe coffee. If someone made me a cup of just roasted, just ground, perfectly ground dark coffee, I would probably go just as nuts as any coffee snob, but give me pre-ground shit and I just make faces and say "how the hell can people drink this bitter, nasty crap." I have expensive tastes... and no money, and I'm on a diet which prevents the drinking of too much half and half.
Anyways, back to details:
A while back I lost the ring that Chris gave me for like my second birthday that we were together. For once, it wasn't me being a moron that precipitated the loss of something expensive and sentimental--it was me losing weight. The ring was too loose and apparently it fell off and is still sparkling somewhere in sandpoint. So, whitey bought me a really cool blue toapz ring to replace it and gave it to me when i was drinking the aforementioned fucking good coffee.
end of details.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
see you bitches later
i'm off to celebrate my anniversary with a night at the embassy suites as paid for by my mother-in-law. ROCK. see you sorry bitches later. ;)
Monday, November 13, 2006
random fucking update
So um... let's see the last time I updated it was to tell you about the trip down.
Since then, I had an interview for a job in birmingham that sounds fucking cool. I would be working with families to help them stay together or to reunify them with their kids. It would be very high intensity, short term work. I love this idea. I don't know that I made them love me as much as i love this idea, but what's done is done. I did feel slightly better after I wrote my thank you letter as it was able to clarify some points that I managed to muddy up during the interview, without sounding too much like I was trying to correct mistakes. They said that they would be letting people know within the next 2 weeks and that "the chosen ones" probably wouldn't be starting until around the first of december. So, the job search continues. I'm looking at things in both the birmingham and huntsville areas.
Saturday I set up at a free artists market here at flying monkey. Since it was cold not very many artists or customers showed up, but a few of the regulars came and said it sometimes gets really busy. I did manage to sell a pair of earrings and have someone offer to share thier rental booth space with me. Flying monkey has a bunch of fenced off areas that artists and local small business people can rent and use as studios, sales fronts or both. It's in an old fucking run down mill building, but it's an incredible raw space and the art, booths, etc. that are in there so far are really cool. It's also interesting because it's not designed to be particularly family friendly--there's alot of raw expression including nudity and curse words, but huntsville is generally a family friendly place. If we end up staying in Huntsville for very long, I might get involved with this place. I really like what they're trying to do.
Saturday was also the "big" celebration of my birthday. We went to my parents house for dinner prepared by mom with a menu selected by me. Roast beef, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, rolls and chocolate cake. I atcually did well on the diet that day--except the chocolate cake. Ahboo got to meet my parents' dog, widget, for the first time. This is also the first time he's met a dog on "their" turf. It was interesting to see because widget put him in his place a few times and she's half his size.
Sunday we unloaded the truck. The WHOLE goddamn thing. My dad and whitey's mother and her neighbor and whitey and I all worked for about 3 hours and got everything off the truck. We still have a couple boxes to bring in from the garage, but, hallelujia, it's off the damn truck.
Sunday was a smaller celebration of my birthday--Chris, his mother and I went to applebees and then Chris and I went to bruster's. I love thier lowfat, low sugar ice cream--it tastes like the regular stuff to me.
Today, my mom took me to fill out an application at her daycare. They originally told her to just have me fill out the app but that they didn't know if they would have work for me or not. This afternoon they told me that once I got all my paperwork and stuff turned in, I could start working 12-5:30 in the infant room. Tonight my mother called and said "um, yeah they need you at 10 am tomorrow. She said to just get your paperwork in as soon as you can."
I am overjoyed that I have a way to make money and that it does not involve angry customers. I am a little fearful because I have not worked in daycare in a long time and I don't rmember being spectacular at it when I did before. I am also a little disappointed because I was looking forward to spending a couple weeks with no schedule and nothing to do. However, if I spend too long that way, I get fussy and bored, to say the least. So, I guess it's a good thing that I have something to help me feel productive, even if it does involve stress, screaming children and cleaning up puke.
I entered a couple of recipes in a quaker oats baking contest. Of course, I had to simplify them so much, because it only allows 10 ingredients, that the end result is more than likely bland and commonplace. But maybe I'll get lucky and the people at quaker won't think so.
Our anniversary is wednesday, so I probably won't be updating much the next couple of days other than maybe a short update tomorrow to tell you how much puke i had to clean up.
Since then, I had an interview for a job in birmingham that sounds fucking cool. I would be working with families to help them stay together or to reunify them with their kids. It would be very high intensity, short term work. I love this idea. I don't know that I made them love me as much as i love this idea, but what's done is done. I did feel slightly better after I wrote my thank you letter as it was able to clarify some points that I managed to muddy up during the interview, without sounding too much like I was trying to correct mistakes. They said that they would be letting people know within the next 2 weeks and that "the chosen ones" probably wouldn't be starting until around the first of december. So, the job search continues. I'm looking at things in both the birmingham and huntsville areas.
Saturday I set up at a free artists market here at flying monkey. Since it was cold not very many artists or customers showed up, but a few of the regulars came and said it sometimes gets really busy. I did manage to sell a pair of earrings and have someone offer to share thier rental booth space with me. Flying monkey has a bunch of fenced off areas that artists and local small business people can rent and use as studios, sales fronts or both. It's in an old fucking run down mill building, but it's an incredible raw space and the art, booths, etc. that are in there so far are really cool. It's also interesting because it's not designed to be particularly family friendly--there's alot of raw expression including nudity and curse words, but huntsville is generally a family friendly place. If we end up staying in Huntsville for very long, I might get involved with this place. I really like what they're trying to do.
Saturday was also the "big" celebration of my birthday. We went to my parents house for dinner prepared by mom with a menu selected by me. Roast beef, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, rolls and chocolate cake. I atcually did well on the diet that day--except the chocolate cake. Ahboo got to meet my parents' dog, widget, for the first time. This is also the first time he's met a dog on "their" turf. It was interesting to see because widget put him in his place a few times and she's half his size.
Sunday we unloaded the truck. The WHOLE goddamn thing. My dad and whitey's mother and her neighbor and whitey and I all worked for about 3 hours and got everything off the truck. We still have a couple boxes to bring in from the garage, but, hallelujia, it's off the damn truck.
Sunday was a smaller celebration of my birthday--Chris, his mother and I went to applebees and then Chris and I went to bruster's. I love thier lowfat, low sugar ice cream--it tastes like the regular stuff to me.
Today, my mom took me to fill out an application at her daycare. They originally told her to just have me fill out the app but that they didn't know if they would have work for me or not. This afternoon they told me that once I got all my paperwork and stuff turned in, I could start working 12-5:30 in the infant room. Tonight my mother called and said "um, yeah they need you at 10 am tomorrow. She said to just get your paperwork in as soon as you can."
I am overjoyed that I have a way to make money and that it does not involve angry customers. I am a little fearful because I have not worked in daycare in a long time and I don't rmember being spectacular at it when I did before. I am also a little disappointed because I was looking forward to spending a couple weeks with no schedule and nothing to do. However, if I spend too long that way, I get fussy and bored, to say the least. So, I guess it's a good thing that I have something to help me feel productive, even if it does involve stress, screaming children and cleaning up puke.
I entered a couple of recipes in a quaker oats baking contest. Of course, I had to simplify them so much, because it only allows 10 ingredients, that the end result is more than likely bland and commonplace. But maybe I'll get lucky and the people at quaker won't think so.
Our anniversary is wednesday, so I probably won't be updating much the next couple of days other than maybe a short update tomorrow to tell you how much puke i had to clean up.
Wednesday, November 8, 2006
the trip to deliverance land
After alot of arguments about how to load the truck that finally culminated in us paying some excellent dudes to help us load the truck, we left sandpoint at about 1:30 and ate lunch in CDA at WENDY'S!!!!! I'm not being sarcastic with the exclamation points--there is no Wendy's in Sandpoint. After a couple more stops in CDA, we realized it was snowing and that we should probably get on the road quickly, regardless of how cool I could make an argument for fruit leather and granola being.
Montana was a blast! Driving down curvy mountain passes with ice on them in the dark while it's snowing is my FAVORITE fucking thing to do! We stopped in missoula, and, despite my misgivings about eating chinese food anywhere in the general northwestern area of the united states, had some excellent chinese food. I got a chicken and eggplant dish that was absolutely to die for.
We rose at 6 am, ate some breakfast in the hotel lobby and were on the road by 7. The landscape in montana and wyoming was absolutely beautiful. Lots of mountains and incrdibly blue skies with a few pretty little clouds. The new DS games were great too. We picked up The big brain academy, which mostly makes me feel stupid, and Advance Wars: Dual strike, which is awsome but has some of the cheesiest dialogue I've ever seen.
We stopped in Casper, Wyoming, which is an oddly cool city with a downtown, a lot of good restaurants and even a gelatto joint in the middle of fucking nowhere. for hundreds of miles around casper, there were all of a handful of towns of less than 1000 people, and then BAM!, a great, well developed, culturally diverse city. We ate at and Old Chicago pizzeria, which was absolutely incredible. It is a chain, but it doesn't look feel or act like a chain--they have incredible pizza crust, a list of about 6 juices they serve, restuarant standards, and specialty sodas, like henry weinhard's. If you ever get a chance to go to a Chicago pizza and pasta, do it. You won't regret it.
The next day involved some neat landscape in the way of mesas. We got Loco Roco working on the PSP and it is quite possibly the silliest game ever--but it's incredibly fun and addictive. We stopped in york, nebraska and ate at an applebee's.
The next day involved a lot of boring landscape and having to go a couple extra exits because the first hotel we wanted to stay at looked like it was in the middle of a ghetto. Our stop was in florisette, Misourri, which is essentially a highway exit between columbia and St. Louis. There was pretty much, the hotel, a gas station, and a pizza/pasta resturant that would do carry out. Tiny town; good fucking pizza.
The next day, got to see the arches in st louis and all the dirty fucking run down buildings. There was alot more boring ladnscape, then some nice fall colored trees and then we were home! We got here at about 3:30 on monday and ordered chinese take out.
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Montana was a blast! Driving down curvy mountain passes with ice on them in the dark while it's snowing is my FAVORITE fucking thing to do! We stopped in missoula, and, despite my misgivings about eating chinese food anywhere in the general northwestern area of the united states, had some excellent chinese food. I got a chicken and eggplant dish that was absolutely to die for.
We rose at 6 am, ate some breakfast in the hotel lobby and were on the road by 7. The landscape in montana and wyoming was absolutely beautiful. Lots of mountains and incrdibly blue skies with a few pretty little clouds. The new DS games were great too. We picked up The big brain academy, which mostly makes me feel stupid, and Advance Wars: Dual strike, which is awsome but has some of the cheesiest dialogue I've ever seen.
We stopped in Casper, Wyoming, which is an oddly cool city with a downtown, a lot of good restaurants and even a gelatto joint in the middle of fucking nowhere. for hundreds of miles around casper, there were all of a handful of towns of less than 1000 people, and then BAM!, a great, well developed, culturally diverse city. We ate at and Old Chicago pizzeria, which was absolutely incredible. It is a chain, but it doesn't look feel or act like a chain--they have incredible pizza crust, a list of about 6 juices they serve, restuarant standards, and specialty sodas, like henry weinhard's. If you ever get a chance to go to a Chicago pizza and pasta, do it. You won't regret it.
The next day involved some neat landscape in the way of mesas. We got Loco Roco working on the PSP and it is quite possibly the silliest game ever--but it's incredibly fun and addictive. We stopped in york, nebraska and ate at an applebee's.
The next day involved a lot of boring landscape and having to go a couple extra exits because the first hotel we wanted to stay at looked like it was in the middle of a ghetto. Our stop was in florisette, Misourri, which is essentially a highway exit between columbia and St. Louis. There was pretty much, the hotel, a gas station, and a pizza/pasta resturant that would do carry out. Tiny town; good fucking pizza.
The next day, got to see the arches in st louis and all the dirty fucking run down buildings. There was alot more boring ladnscape, then some nice fall colored trees and then we were home! We got here at about 3:30 on monday and ordered chinese take out.
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Tuesday, November 7, 2006
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