Wednesday, November 12, 2008


Sorry for the lack of updates. I’ve been working on another writing project. Oh, and I’ve been employment testing.

I guess that’s a good thing?

I’ve got some big decisions to make about the future of this blog. No, I’m not stopping. I may just be moving pages… again. It’s tied to the above mentioned writing project.

I’d like to keep this separate but I’m not sure I can keep up with both.

I’ll let you know as soon as I make a decision.


Thursday, November 6, 2008


Today is Chris and my fourth wedding anniversary.

In years past, we’ve planned a big trip around this time. In ’04 we went to Maui, ’05 we went to Oahu, ’06 we went to San Fran & Maui, and ’07 we went to Napa.

This year, we were supposed to be in New York but…

We canceled for obvious reasons.

Yeah, it’s a bit of a bummer but I can’t think of anyone I’d rather stay home with than Christopher.

Happy Anniversary Hon. You are the shoulder for my tears, the laughter in my sorrow, and the voice of reason when - as per usual - I'm not.

You are the man I’ve always wanted. You are the strength I’ve always needed.

And I can’t believe God played such a dirty trick on you and stuck you with me.

I love you.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

It’s open season…

Thanks to my marvelous *ahem* not *ahem* position in foods at the 'big box' store, I am prohibited from wearing jewelry of any sort including my…

Wedding ring.

Talk about feeling naked.

Unfortunately, my lack of a wedding band signals the world to my ‘singleness’. And -

Either a.) I have become more significantly attractive since I married my sweetheart


b.) Guys think my hair net, my plastic gloves, and my knee length apron are hot.

Maybe I have a way with words. For instance, perhaps some appreciate the way I say, ‘Would you like a churro for only a dollar more?’ or ‘Our foods are made with only the finest ingredients.’

Riiight. I’m with ya. The answer is:

c.) My city is full of desperate men.

But in other news – my self confidence is way up.

Well… as much as it can be. I do, after all, wear a hair net, plastic gloves, and an apron.

I received a letter today from a local city saying I had passed the testing requirements and would be the first to interview when a position came available and I couldn’t help but wonder…

When the heck did I apply for that job?

Ah. The fabulous life of the ‘kinda’ unemployed.