Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Late

I love my bestie, I do. But it bugs the shit out of me that she's late all. the. time.

She was supposed to be here at 1ish, granted it is only 1:15 now, but she just called me and said that she is in Target.

That's 45 minutes away from my house.

No, "hey, we're at Target, we will be leaving soon." or "Sorry, we're late. We needed to stop at Target." Nope, just, "what memory card does your camera use? N bought the same one."

Whatever. Now they will be an hour late and I am annoyed.

Oh well.

Monday, July 27, 2009

I love...

that my garage has two four wheelers and a go-cart and a treadmill!

Awesome!
Looking in from the outside
The go-cart came out during our wedding reception, it is pull started and I started that shit in my wedding dress.
Looking out from inside!

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Funny Story

The other night my aunt went to a birthday party at a local bar. She was too drunk to drive herself home so she called me and I went to pick her up. I brought the dogs with me.

My drunk ass aunt gets in the car and the dogs had farted and it smelled SO BAD. She didn't see them and I could tell that she could smell it but I wanted to ask if it was me. So about half way home she goes, "are the dogs in the car or did you fart? Because it stinks like shit in here." HAHAHAH the dogs were in the back seat. OMG, hilarious. Boy did they stink and to think that a stench of that intensity would come from me is just insaulting.

Timm went to the store to get some buisquik - how the hell do you spell that? - so we can have some chocolate chip pancakes! YUMMY!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

My Mom's Dog

We're dog sitting my mom's dog, she is just had her first birthday. I picked her up yesterday around 3:30 and she has done nothing but drive me nuts all day and night.

Here she is cuddling with Rizzo. Have you seen anything cuter?

Here she is after I just wore her little tushy out swimming at the river for Charley and Rizzo's second birthday.

Let me tell you, she's lucky she's cute. She has to lick everything, she is clumsy, she drives my dog crazy. I love her but geesh, must she lick me everytime I get near here. She isn't coordinated enough to jump on the bed so all night long I had her jumping ON me so I could pull her up on the bed. And then we were sleeping with three dogs and our cat and Timm and I. So needlesstosay, it was a very full bed last night. Now the dogs are all passed out in the living room and I can't sleep.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Dog Days of Summer

Just because I haven't done a picture heavy post in a while. I will show off my adorable dog!
I am a proud momma.
My girl waiting for someone to throw the ball!
Brother Wyatt - from first litter - swimming. Love the tongue action!
Blonde (all the dogs in this picture came from this beautiful, yellow girl!), Rizzo, Charley, and Big Bro Wyatt.

Charley's sister, Rizzo, training for splash dog! Look at those ears!

I think my dog loves being home!
Brother (from first litter) Wyatt, Sister (same little) Rizzo, Mom Blonde, and Charley in the back. So cute!


Now that's quite the view for a quick shake!

Just hanging out in the back yard with Sister (1st litter) Sammy, Charley, and sister Rizzo.


Look at that face! I just love her!

My cute, sweet girl!

So here's the thing

My uncle used to live in the house that I am living in now. He moved out two months ago and STILL has shit in the garage. His area of the garage is a total mess while Timm and I moved our stuff into a neat little pile in the corner of the garage. He moved out but didn't move his TV since his girlfriend already has one. So now his bitch girlfriend came over at our reception and told him to take his things. We are TVless and we still have his shit in the garage.

Can you say annoying? It frustrates the hell out of me.

I want his shit gone so we can actually USE the garage, what a concept! If he was at least going to take his TV back then he should take everything.

Let me tell you, if his shit isn't gone by tomorrow when I get home from work, I am going to throw it out myself. This is just getting ridiculous. When you move out of a house, you have to be out by a certain date.

Ugh.

/rant

Monday, July 20, 2009

Starting to Freak

I need a job. I need one that starts the last week in August. It is so hard to job hunt right now since I need one a month from now and there aren't any jobs out there.

I am scared. I am going to have to find something and I don't want to get desperate and take a job that pays no money just to have a job and still freak out about money.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Photo Album

I made my grandma an album from the boat memorial for my great grandma. I went back in forth on putting an "In Memory of ..." or "Francis .... 1914-2009" or something like that. In the end, I didn't. I just put pictures and no words. It is kind of symbolic actually, there are no words for how amazing she was or what she went through in her life or simply her personality.

There are no words for the simple fact that she lived alone, her choice, until the day she went into the hospital at 95 years old. She died three weeks later.

She was born in 1914, can you even comprehend the changes she has seen in her lifetime? I can't.

She learned to use the internet and emailed family and friends. Whoa.

She lived a happy, healthy lifestyle until she was 95. That alone is amazing.

See the book here. Photo album made in mypublisher. Love mypublisher!

A couple notes about the book. The bouy was our destination for her ashes. It was the mile marker bouy, my grandma kept asking, "how far is the mile marker bouy?" Still cracks me up, she'll never live it down.

The first couple of pages are all the happy times we were having on the boat. My granddad went to sit down and fell instead, everyone came to his rescue. He was laughing.

We were all so impressed by the grandness of this boat. It was a catamaran. It was huge. It holds 50ish people, it can't sleep that many, but we could have a massive party.

Tim O'Neill was our "captain(?)." He was driving, steering, whatever the boat. So HUGE thanks to Team O'Neill for letting us borrow their boat for the evening. This boat has been all around the world, taking Team O'Neill to every big surf competition. I was in awe.

The pictures of the Santa Cruz skyline and roller coasters are important, since this is where she lived her whole life, well almost. She definitley raised her kids in the good ole SC.

Then the shock of what actually just occured set in.
The sadness was exposed.
The reality of the fact that she is gone.
There were moments of complete silence on the boat. All you could hear was the water under the boat.
My grandma hugged her sister, who she hasn't talked to since the death of my great grandmother. I don't think she said anything to her then and I don't think they have talked since. But they hugged. They had a moment of sister silence that was necessary.

She is in a better place now.
She is missed.
And loved.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Sad.

I am going through the pictures from my Great Grandma's memorial boat service and editing them. I am getting ready to put together for an album for my grandma. But as I am going through the pictures, I am realizing that I didn't get a chance to mourn her death, celebrate her life, or just watch. I was busy taking pictures. I missed the huge emotional moment. I missed the final celebration of her life - the release of her ashes.

I am sad I missed it. I won't ever get it again. There was so much emotion that day. I got some very emotional pictures.
It is like I was there but I was doing a job. At least I have the pictures.

Holy Cow

I woke up this morning at 4:30am thinking that I missed the rehearsal to the wedding that I am coordinating NEXT weekend. The rehearsal is on Friday the 24th, I have no idea what made me think of that. I was horrified, embarrassed, and I didn't know how I was going to show my face at their wedding this morning.

BUT when I checked my cell phone, there were no messages.
Weird. Then I remembered the wedding is NEXT weekend.
Not today.
Whew.
Crisis averted.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Weight Issues

I think I will always have weight issues and fight my weight. But I am coming to terms with it. I have been Weight Watching it up for about three weeks and have consistently been losing weight. 1/2 pound a week, but a loss is a loss, and I will take it. Now I know that if I put more effort into it - don't give into my cookie cravings at work! - then I will do better. We have a little less than 30 days until our honeymoon, that is 4 more weigh ins, what more motivation could I want or need?

Yesterday was my first day off with out going to Berkeley and I think having one day per week off will be very helpful to our house. By 10am the house was cleaned from top to bottom and I was ready to head out to the river. Dar and I took the dogs to the river and we swam a little bit. We had some chips and salsa, watermelon, grapes, and water packed with us. So we had a nice little snack. Who knew getting fired would be so fabulous. Now I just need to find a job to start Aug 23, that pays me enough money to not completely start stressing out about money. But for now I have my honeymoon to look forward to and that is all I am going to worry about right now! Of course I will still ferociously check craigslist for jobs but when I do I get so discouraged because nothing is ever interesting enough. I want an interesting job. I don't want another nanny job and I don't want another office job. I get bored sitting at a desk all day and it will be school time for kids so that means I will have to do homework with them. Makes my job really hard because every kid hates homework...

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Crossroad.

I feel like I am at such a huge crossroad in my life.

I am waiting to hear back from SSU.
But have enrolled in classes at the JC, just in case.
I need to find a job.
I need to find a way to pay my bills.
I need to figure out what I am going to do with my life so this time in school isn't wasted.
My current job is ending Aug. 13 and the 14th we leave for Belize (thank god!).

It is frustrating that SB let me go and I can't get unemployment because I am in school. I am not completely counting it out before I try calling the unemployment office on Wednesday but the chances are slim. I have to go to school. I have to get a degree in something. At this point it almost doesn't matter what it is.

I was watching a show about biologists who plant and move coral around the reef in Fiji. It looked like a pretty sweet job. They lived in Fiji and went to work in their bathing suits everyday. Tough life. I have always thought Marine Biology would be interesting. Whales are my favorite animals.

Mom wants me to be a dentist or a hygienist.
Someone else suggested nurse.
I have heard, "you would make a good school teacher." and "just stay in school forever what else do you have to do?" Well, maybe the fact that I don't want to be in school forever should count for something. I don't know.

I wish lady of leisure paid. But the saddest news is that it doesn't. Damn.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Fired.

The boss lady fired me this morning. She said she is taking over all the accounting functions because she doesn't think I can do two different jobs. Then she requested that I come in on Wednesday and let her know where we stand. I declined and requested that she please put my check in the mail asap.

I am angry at her. I am angry that I put 3.5 years in for her and she fired me over the phone. Seriously. She's a crazy bitch though so I should have assumed she would do something ridiculous like that.

I wonder when/if she will call me to come back because she doesn't want to do the accounting anymore.

But the reception this weekend was amazing! We got drunk! It was fabulous! The taco bar was awesome. The dresses were fabulous. The company was better. Everyone danced, drank, and ate until their little bellies were full. It went late into the night and I passed out in my dress. I spilled wine on just less than half of the people there. So all in all, it was a successful night! Pics to come soon!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Awww, cute.

Last night Timm said he wanted a baby girl because of the cutness factor.
I want a girl too. Whew.

And on to not baby/getting pregnant news - I am shopping today for our reception that is this friday. We are having a taco bar. I changed it last night from BBQ chicken. But I am more stressed out about the reception than the actual wedding. I have something to do everyday after work this week for this damn party and all I had to do for the wedding was show up. Argh.

At least tomorrow's todo list includes a mani/pedi!

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Here is what scares me

About having a baby.

-Tearing
-Pooping on the table
-stretch marks
-not wanting to have sex
-getting fat
-not losing the baby weight
-epidural
-IV
-the pain
-back labor

And that is just a partial list. It is funny because I am not afraid of losing my freedom or being a mom, I am scared of the labor bullshit. I mean, I am slightly afraid of fucking the child up but mostly I think I will do a good job of raising my kids. I have seen every extreme of children raising and have a pretty good idea about what I want out of my children and Timm and I seem to be on the same page.

I am horrified that I am going to give birth out of my asshole. I don't want a 4th degree tear. Um, horrendous. I don't want to tear that much, I don't want it to have to be stitched up, and I don't want Timm to see any tearing, stretching, or crowning to happen in my vag and have him not be interested in having sex anymore or not being attracted to me. That would be awful too.

And to top it off, we are officially trying. Whoa.

My GreatGrandma


A couple weeks ago I went to my great grandma's service. It was on Jack O'Neill's boat. That takes team O'Neill all over the world during surf competitions. The boat was amazing. I am not a good enough photographer yet to capture the grandness of the boat but here are some pics from the day.





The massive steering wheel.




My cousin holding her ashes.


The service by my uncle.



Her ashes being released.


My little cousin reading a poem.


The sail going up.

Sleeping the Day Away

Last night was our town's 4th of July celebration. We celebrated all right.

We had dinner, BBQ'd chicken with the secret family recipe of homemade BBQ sauce (to die for), corn on the cob, potatoes, and watermelon. So yummy. I don't know what it is about watermelon with chicken but it is a combo I love.

I also made a bunch of iced tea yesterday. So we made vodka, tea, and lemonade drinks for our drinking pleasure. Well they were delicious and we drank a lot of them. Very drunk girls running threw town. Always fun festivities on 4th.

Can't wait to see what tonight brings!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Still Undecided.

I still don't know what I want to do with my life. Still. When does one figure this out.

Here are things I know-
I want to make a liveable wage, $12/hour doing pastry isn't going to cut it as much as I love it.
I want to have semi-flexible hours. This working until 2:30 thing is really working for me.
I want to work part time.
I want to be able to work outside or inside. Being remote would be an added bonus.
I don't want to be stuck in an office all day. Wait, I don't want to be stuck inside all day.
I want to do something that is challenging and rewarding.
I want LOTS of vacation time.

And I am still over working for the SB. Over it.

Job hunting sucks. I am seriously considering taking out massive loans to go to school next semester and not work. I promise I will take 20 units a semester.