Monday, June 3, 2013

I Need to Write More

When I wrote that title I almost laughed out loud at the irony of it. I write for a living; why do I need to write during my personal time? But I need to. While I pride myself on writing ten 500 word articles right in a row on the benefits of solar paneling or dentists in New Hampshire, I find myself getting burned out on the pointlessness of it all. Although my writing may be pointless, juvenile, and stereotypical to other people, it's none of those things to me.

An update: I currently live in all the glory a twenty two year old college graduate could hope to dwell in-my parent's upstairs spare room. I can't lie. Packing up my GRE and LSAT prep books and putting my hard sought after scores filled with sweat, tears, and bits of my brain into a box was the hardest thing I did this year. Dreams can fade into the distance; and I have to convince myself that the process of grasping a dream is almost better than the actual achievement. But then, there are the moments that remind me why I'm here where I am now. Like earlier, when Dameon told me in broken English that his favorite food in the "whole big world" was cupcakes as frosting dripped from his fingers and chocolate crumbs laced the corners of his wide-lipped smile.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

A Year in Review

For the sake of journal purposes....

January: It's sad but I really don't remember.  I went to school?

February: Wedding planning galore. Plus, I turned 21! Wooooooooo!

March: I got more sick than I have been in years.  Thankfully, I recovered two short days before I got married to my BFF on a glorious spring day.  Sean and I then honeymooned on a cruise to Enseda Mexico!

April: Continued settling into our apartment.  I managed to break our blender and figured out how to use my wonderful Kitchenaid.

May: End of the semester for both Sean and I! I ended this month jobless and bored out of my mind.

June: Sean and I both worked.  I found a job at Olive Garden, that I rejoiced in quitting 8 weeks later.

July: Still working lots.... Went to California with Tara!

August: Sean and I began school again.  Began working @ Tucson Chrysler Jeep, on campus, and interning at the Attorney General's Office.

September: Almost lost my mind.

October: Still losing my mind.

November: Went to Gilbert for less than 24 hours for Thanksgiving!

December: End of the semester- Sean finished his first full year of college! Christmas and a trip to Knott's Berry Farm.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

If by chance...

You throw rocks through my open bedroom window at one in the morning asking for the key to my apartment complex's hot tub, and you are my husband's best friend, I will want to throw a brick at your face.

"No enemy is so annoying as one who was a friend, or is still a friend, and there are many more of these than one would suspect." -William Saroyan

Friday, September 14, 2012

I hate the phone.

The demanding ring of the phone, any phone, makes me want to crawl into the depths of the corner between my bed and closet and hibernate until death overcomes me.  Here are a few instances contributing to this aversion as of late:

1.  Four nights a week and weekends I answer the phone delightfully at Tucson Chrysler Jeep.  By the end of the week I have to restrain myself from vomiting as the scripted, "Thank you for calling Tucson Chrysler Jeep how may I direct your call?" spews itself out of my mouth.  This week a man called.  Unfortunately one cannot tell the intelligence quotient of an average man over the receiving line.  I monotonously repeated my lines and he said, "Let me talk to Gerry." Alright Sir Demanding let me transfer you.  Within a thirty second time frame, my phone rings, and Sir Demanding asks for Gerry again.  The same scenario was repeated as I gauged my left eyeball out with a paperclip.  The man gave me a twenty second window before calling back once more and stating, "Hey, I didn't want to talk to Jeremy.  I got his Voicemail and it said that it was Jeremy's line not Gerry."  Luckily, I have the average intelligence of a monkey and said with a sugary sweetness practically wetting my lips as I spoke, "Sir, we have two Jeremys at our dealership.  To help distinguish between the two, the one you wish to speak with goes by Gerry.  He simply says his name is Jeremy on his answering machine because that's his name." As I now was stabbing my right eye out of its socket with the stapler he said, "Well that that doesn't even make sense, you need to learn how to do your job lady." I really hope he gets hit by a bus.

2.  I am in ardent need of someone to take over the duty of wrangling the horrid mess upon my head that some like to call hair.  My sister-in-law gave me the number of the lady who does her hair. Desperately calling yesterday evening I dialed the number.  After a few rings a man answered the phone. Freaking me out I just hung up the phone.  For one, I thought no one was going to answer so it surprised me and my first impulse was just to hang up.  And two, the man was Asian.  My other thought was, I didn't call Old China Buffet, why would he be answering the phone.  No harm, no foul right? So wrong.  Almost instantaneously the number I called shows up on my phone.  I ignore the call, how awkward of a conversation would that have been if I had answered? Then, oddly enough I get notification of a new voicemail.  As I listen to the message and an Asian man, with an overwhelming accent and horrendous English says, "When you call, do not just hang up, say sorry wrong number, don't be a coward." Whatever man.

Actually, I don't just hate the phone, I hate everything this week.  #supergrumpy #hashtag

Monday, June 11, 2012

This Summer....

My accomplishments: I just finished season two of Gossip Girl.
My goals:  Avoid a shift at work with crotchety old people. 

When people at school ask me what I did over the summer it's going to be embarrassing. Oh well, today I am going to make bread...that should be invigorating. 

"Do what we can, summer will have its flies."  Ralph Waldo Emerson

Friday, May 11, 2012


This morning this ugly thing was on the car windshield:

Seriously, so ugly.  And as I was driving I wondered what kind of meaning having a green grasshopper on your windshield might signify.  Great honor? Good fortune? Honorable posterity? A guaranteed parking spot rivaling the handicap's at every location?
No. It means that there is a gross bug on your windshield.

"Everything in life is luck." -Donald Trump

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Yay Tara!

One of the perks of being married is being able to go INSIDE here.

I love it there.  What I love even more is being able to go with the lovely Sister Cordner.

What a happy day. I love you Tara and am so excited for your upcoming adventures!

"I have said it before' I will say it again: there is no fog so dense, no night so dark, no gale so strong, no mariner so  lost but what the lighthouse of the Lord can rescue." -President Thomas S. Monson