Sigh...

Not much is going on around here. The job thing isn't as easy as I thought it might be. Even the internal thing didn't work out. I'm not discouraged. I'll just keep trying to find things that sound like I might be a good fit. Of course, four resumes and zero interviews. Pretty pathetic. But what are you going to do? Just try, try again, I guess. And I'll just make the most of my current job. Things around here are okay for now.


Other than that nothing is going on. Of course I'm busy running kids around to practice and whatever but Brian does a lot to help with that. I don't feel stressed and I think that's good.


I thought I was working my butt off but apparently I am not because I still weigh the same 9 lbs overweight that I did three weeks ago. I'll keep trying in this area too. I'm bound to get results eventually. Right?


Why does everything seem to happen in the same weekend. The past few weekends have been so quiet. Not much going on at all and now this weekend. Bam! I'm completely slammed. On Friday I have three kids going to practice when I thought it would only be one, maybe two. I'm picking up Brian's niece who is going to spend the weekend with us, there are two games Saturday, I was just sent an email about a neighborhood clean up on Saturday which isn't going to happen because of the two games and Brian is working and I have to re-schedule my desperately needed hair appointment. I'm so sad, as are my eyebrows.

Anyway, I'm still sitting here trying to make the best of my job and my co-workers. It's almost noon, but boy I'm having a hard time already.

Warning: This Posts Is a Bit Disturbing...

But only because our kids are so weird. And video game freaks and while that' s sometimes bad, they're all smart kids who enjoy sports, playing outside, making videos with their cameras, playing board games and reading so it's really not that bad.

Anyway, I was driving Jordan and Riley to baseball practice on Friday and Jordan poses this question to Riley: If you had to die how would you die?

Well, Riley tried to totally skate around the question and gave this completely wussy answer of "old age", which did not satisfy Jordan. "Nooooo, you know what I mean." So Riley ended up responding "I would want to be shot in the head but I wouldn't want to know it was coming." Jordan responded he would want to fall into a pit of spikes, which actually would be around number 566 on my list of ways to die.

This led to other questions. If you had to die by an explosion, what explosion would it be? They both agreed they would die by C4. WTF???!! Does anyone even know what that is? Well, they finally ended after choosing the animals they would die by. Riley a sting ray and Jordan a lion. Riley decided he didn't want to play anymore. I'm glad to know they at least freaked themselves out a little bit.

So there was the gore, now for the nudity. Kind of. I don't think I mentioned this but we did end up adopting a guinea pig. And she is so fricking cute. Her name is Lucy and Jillian loves Lucy. I was holding her on the couch and Jillian was sitting next to me. I had on my pajamas which was a tank top and pajama bottoms and I was snuggling Lucy next to me. Jillian said, "oh look at Lucy. She's so cute. She's saying 'I love boobies'." It was even more cute because not only was the guinea pig saying that she loves boobies but she said it in a high pitched baby voice. I don't know what's wrong with her. She's really into body parts right now. She randomly told me the other day that she didn't have a wiener.

Every Day You Have A Chance To Make A Difference

I thought I would start out with a cheesy title to this post because this is something I need to remember. Small differences. I've been so blue lately because I feel like my job is holding me back from doing something important and it's not really the job. It's me. So, I'm trying to remember that small things make a difference and I can make one every day. There, it's out of my system. I can move on now.

So, Taylor Swift is coming here in May. Every other song on the radio right now is Taylor Swift no matter which station you're listening to. I don't know if I can last until May at this rate. It's too much.

We bought Darby Taylor Swift tickets for her birthday which is two days before the concert. She doesn't know. She thinks the tickets sold out. We bought during the pre-sale and got pretty good seats. The tickets went on sale Saturday morning and sold out in 75 minutes. That is so weird and she's going to be so surprised. I can't wait!

Well, wish me luck on my job search!

Make A Change

I took the day off work yesterday. For some reason, while I enjoy the day off and I was completely lazy and did nothing, it makes me anxious about what's going on at work. It totally sucks. I've been seriously looking for a new job. I know I was seriously looking last summer when everything at work was absolutely horrible, but I really wasn't seriously looking. I think when your in that kind of turmoil it isn't the time to find another job. Right now I'm just going to turn my resume in when I see something that looks interesting and go from there. I haven't really done that because I'm a big chicken and I think what if I get a new job and they aren't flexible. How will I get the kids to baseball practices and games? I just need to let go of those fears.

I read an article the other day. Yes! It was in O Magazine, don't judge me! That talked about people who asked for advice on a situation and then would argue with you about it when you gave your suggestions and how to deal with it, even if it's yourself. For instance a woman wanted to go back to school, but of course there are a million reasons why that wouldn't work with her life, but really what it comes down to is being scared. And I know this! I just have to get over the scary part and do it. Who cares if I'm rejected or don't get a job after an interview. It's a tough market right now and there's a lot of competition. I have a job. It pays me well. But it stresses me out. That's the part I don't like, but it's bearable. So, I'll find a job, apply and see what happens. That's not scary. And I don't even have to accept a job offer if I don't think it will fit with my life.

Now if I get an interview. That will be scary...

And Brian just won't let me quit and stay home. Hmph! Actually, I don't think I would particularly like that. The stay at home mom job might make me a little crazy. So, if I'm not happy I need to make changes. That's what it comes down to. Change it.

What I Did This Weekend

Friday night I had a girl's night with my friend Bert. We skipped out of work a tad bit early and went to the 4:30 showing of He's Just Not That Into You. I liked it. It didn't get good reviews at all, at least not the ones I read and it was absolutely a chick flick, but I thought it was great. We then went over to Cafe Ole and ordered the sampler platter and a couple of margaritas. They brought us the sampler platter and it was huge! It was embarrassingly huge. Even the people next to us were teasing us about our huge plate of food. Needless to say, if it's just us, we won't be ordering the sampler platter at Cafe Ole again.


On Saturday I had a pretty lazy day. We did some shopping in the morning, stopped by Brian's parent's house and had a beer and went home and I took a nap. Then I went grocery shopping- boring! And I bought some fat jeans. Yep, I need fat jeans. I bought one pair because my stretchy jeans that I love and are not fat jeans are pretty stretched. As in they have been washed and worn so many times the fabric is slowly disappearing. Pretty soon all that will be left will be the buttons. I love those jeans, but they just aren't practical for public appearances. So, I need comfy fat jeans for my fatness that has happened to me over the last few months until I can slim down a bit. And slim down I will. I am determined. And I found this little quiz thing at Self magazine website that tells you your "happy" weight and I was just dying on the floor laughing. It's the most ridiculous thing. I'm not even as heavy as my "happy" weight. I would have to gain a more weight to get there! Are you kidding me! I bet I would be happy! Fat and happy. Goodness gracious.

And Sunday, let me tell you about Sunday. I did not do very much at all. We went shopping again in the morning and then we finally took the Jilly Bean to "The Garden" which she has been dying to go to forever. That's the Olive Garden and we don't know why she wanted to go but now she has. We don't know if it was what she expected or not but she seemed to have fun. Then I took another nap and I looked up information on Guinea Pigs because I desperately want a Guinea Pig. Desperately.

I'm pretty proud of my lazy weekend. I hope you had a good one!