Wee Bit Wednesdays

{one} do you wear holey jeans? if so, do you buy them that way?

I have recently worn a hole in one of my favorite pairs of jeans, so currently yes.  I do not buy them this way, though.

 

{two} do you get a full 8 hours of sleep per night?

Sometimes.  I get up at 6:45 every morning and I'm usually in bed no later than 10.

{three} what’s your favorite way to eat an oreo?

As the crust to a cheesecake.  I hate oreos by themselves.

{four} do you wear shoes in your house?

Sometimes.  I typically wear slippers because we have cold hardwood floors.

{five} who would you call first if you won the lottery?

M.  Then probably my parents

{six} have you ever been in a food fight?

Not really.  At my friend's high school graduation party my friends got into a cake fight, but I only semi-participated.

{seven} do you snore?

Evidently I have on occasion.  Most commonly when I'm drunk.  I do talk in my sleep pretty regularly, though.

{eight} do you know how fast you type?

Very.  I don't know the number since I haven't taken a typing speed test since I was a sophomore in high school.

{nine} can you do a headstand (without using a wall)?

No.  I can only do headstands in the pool, and then it's a handstand.

{ten} how do you like your popcorn?

Ever so slightly burnt with lots of butter and salt.

Need more hours in the day

Sorry I haven't posted in ages.  I took my netbook with me to Louisiana hoping that I would have some down time to blog during the wedding festivities, but I hardly had time to breathe.

 I won't get into too much detail about the wedding, just because there was so much in such a short amount of time.  We drove down Thursday, partied it up that night (I had a liiiiiiiittle too much to drink) and crashed.  Friday we woke up, did Bridesmaids luncheon festivities, rehearsal, rehearsal dinner, and all the bridesmaids + KJ and I crashed a hotel suite in Baton Rouge.  Saturday we woke up, got ready, went to the wedding, then the dessert reception followed by clean-up, a dinner break, and the after party, which was a blast! 

There just wasn't time to squeeze in anything else.  I didn't even take my netbook out of my bag to check my email or facebook. 

Turns out on Thursday night there were some pretty bad storms in Nashville.  M said he'd never experienced such high winds and there were confirmed tornado touch downs in the area.  Our trashcans blew into the neighbor's yard and several of our shutters fell of the house and broke in half.  The neighbors down the street lost their trampoline to the ditch on the side of the road, which has yet to be cleaned up (which doesn't surprise me at all considering their Christmas inflatables were up well past Christmas.)  The Captain D's a few blocks down lost it's sign.  All-in-all, I'm very grateful a) I wasn't here and b) that M and Sally were ok.  We wanted to repaint the shutters anyway, so the winds just helped us out!

I also got a phone call Thursday from a fruit basket delivery company double checking my address.  Turns out my new employer had mailed me a fruit basket.  Isn't that so sweet?  It had fruit and chocolates and popcorn!  

Yesterday was day one at the new job.  So far I love it!  Everyone is so friendly and welcoming.  The orientation at my last job was so generic and brief.  Orientation with Aegis is in depth and really explains how every part of the company works together and includes in depth tours of the drug testing labs.  I've now seen more urine that I wanted to.  I had lunch with my manager today, which was nice.  We got to know each other a little bit.  He's really nice and I love the two other girls I'll be working with.  Their super friendly and helpful.  I also met the president of the company today, which was a bit intimidating, but he's exceptionally friendly as well.  I have a cubicle that has a computer with two monitors, so that'll take some getting used to.  So far I'm extremely glad I decided to leave my job at the state and pursue this opportunity.  

I'll try to get back into posting regularly once things calm down.  Our security at work is pretty top notch, especially over the internet, so I doubt I'll be able to blog at work, yet again.  I'll figure something out! 

Lust

I've been lusting lately.  After my dream car.

 

I'm a Honda junkie.  When I turned 16, my parents were generous and gave me a car under the stipulation that I had to get a job to put gas in it.  This was not the nicest car.  It was a 1995 white Ford Taurus.  It was ugly, but it ran and I was grateful.

 

A little under a year after my parents gave it to me, the transmission died.  Because it was a Ford.  We like to play musical cars in my family, so as a result of my dead car, I got my dad's car and he bought a new car.  Not too long after that, my brother's car died, so he got my dad's car and my dad bought a new used car.  The car I inherited at this point was a 1998 gold Ford Taurus.  It was ugly, and it ran, and I was semi-grateful.  It had even more issues than the taurus whose transmission died.  It needed a new radiator and a new alternator.  It got some work and I took it off to college.

 

Around Thanksgiving of my freshman year, my brother totaled his car.  We played musical cars again.  This time, my brother got my car, I got my dad's car, my dad got my mom's car and my mom got a new car.  I was ecstatic because I got The Purple Putter.  She's a 1999 purple Honda Accord.  She has been the greatest car.  She's got 200K+ miles, an oil leak, and several love dents, but she's been a great car.  She's been to Baton Rouge, Tuscaloosa and Panama City.  She has had many different passengers and has provided a great time for all. 

 

Unfortunately over the last year and a half or so, she's needed a lot of TLC.  The window broke and wouldn't roll up.  Fixed it.  The wiper motor went out and my wipers would get stuck in the rain (no bueno).  Fixed it.  The oil leaked.  "Fixed it" (it still leaks, no bueno.)  I've loved her.  M endearingly named her the Purple Putter. 

 

She's been reliable.  I love that she's purple because very few people have a purple car.  I love her.  But I've been lusting after a new car.

 

I know Hondas are fairly indestructable, but at 200K+ miles with an oil leak and other minor repairs looming, I know she won't last forever.  Eventually I'm going to get to the point where it's not worth putting more money into her. 

 

Several weeks ago, M and I went to test drive cars, for him.  He test drove my dream car.  Yes, I know I'm sad, my dream car is not a hot sports car or souped up luxury sedan.  My dream car is a brand new Honda Civic Hybrid.  Light blue with leather interior, heated seats, power everything, 6 CD changer, and ipod jack. 

 

Isn't she puuuuuurty?

 

 

How lame am I?  But I don't currently have heated seats, so that'll be a major bonus.  I can only play 1 CD at a time, which I realize isn't that miserable, but I get sick of a CD after two times through, and it's dangerous to be flipping through CDs to change it while I'm driving.  I want and ipod jack so I can listen to my ipod on shuffle.  Solves the 1 CD at a time problem. 

 

Plus, a hybrid would a) perpetuate my wanna-be hippie-ness, b) be environmentally friendly, and c) save me money on gas.  I live in a suburb south of Nashville and I work north of downtown.  With a hybrid that gets 43 mpg highway, I'd save a lot on gas money.  Nashville have HOV lanes which require 2 passengers in the car between 7-9am and 4-6pm, OR a hybrid (yay, faster commute!)

 

It's just a win-win. 

 

As I'm driving to and from work, I pass my dream car all the time, and I pout because I'm stuck in my still decent car.  So I'm saving.  I'm going to save my tax return, and as much of my new paychecks as possible (still living on what I was making at my old job) to have enough for a down payment by the end of the year.  I will succeed.  I deserve a brand new car.  I've never had one and I think I would take better care of my car if I'm the one paying for it.

 

What's your dream car?  Have you ever owned it, or at least test driven one?

Belated Wee Bit Wednesday

{one} what is your favorite breakfast food?

bacon, of course.

{two} how many pairs of shoes do you currently own?

 

Not sure, 15-20?

{three} city or country?

Both have their pros and cons.  I guess I'll say the country because you can actually see the stars.

{four} what is your favorite part of your job?

I don't have a favorite part, because I don't like my job, but hopefully my new job will give me some favorite things.

{five} what is your favorite junk food to snack on?

Ice cream

{six} have you ever been mentioned in the newspaper?

Yeah, a couple times, but most memorably, while I was rock climbing with my girl scout troop.

{seven} do you use post-it notes?

Yes, they are awesome

{eight} do you have freckles?

Yes, but I'm not super freckly. 

{nine} is it okay for men to wear pink?

Depends on the man.  It doesn't look good on most guys

{ten} when was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

I actually wrote a letter to my friend Ashleigh who lives in Berlin last week, but I forgot to mail it. :\  so before that, several months.

Whopper Weekend in Review

The majority of the weekend isn't anything to report about. 

Friday night we went over to Jimmy and Brittany's and had pizza and Louis time.  Louis is 2 and a half now, and he is starting to talk a lot more.  He ate like they'd been starving...I mean, this kid ate more pizza and breadsticks than I did.  And he's like half my height.  So then we played Apples to Apples, which Jimmy won, but I was the closest to winning I'd ever been, so yay.

Saturday was pretty casual.  I went to see No Strings Attached with my best friend KJ.  It was really cute!  I liked it a lot.  While I went to the movies, I left M at home peeling two layers of wallpaper in his bathroom.  Y'all, this wall paper was stinking ugly.  The first layer was a light yellow/beigish color with flowers and swirly's.  Very masculine for M's bathroom.  Under it was even uglier wallpaper that was similar in background color with small clover-like flowers.  Yuck.  The homeowners who hung the bottom layer stuck it right to the drywall so it was pretty clingy.  M found a place under the baseboard which mice had chewed through to the insulation.  Also yuck.  I would've been content without him telling me, but no.  So Sunday he spent the day fixing the dry wall and I helped him peel the rest of the wallpaper. 

Saturday night we went to dinner with M's dad for his (Paul's) birthday.  We had a nice time at the BBQ place near our house.  I hadn't eaten in the actual restaurant in about 10-15 years, so that was kinda fun. 

Sunday while M was patching drywall, I made a Valentine's day tiramisu (I'm so damn precious, it was heart-shaped).  I got really frustrated because the recipe said to cut the cake part into three layers and I could barely do two layers without it crumbling to bits.  Then on top of that, the coffee/sugar syrup was really hard to spread evenly and then the cream cheese mixture was even harder to spread.  By the time I'd assembled both layers I was sad because it was so darn ugly.  But the recipe called for a kaluha based whipped cream and by the time I'd slathered that all over, it looked quite pretty (I'm a dummy and forgot to take a picture.) 

Sunday was so pretty.  The sun was shining and it was a balmy 65 degrees which could've been 85 for all I cared.  It was nice to have "warm," sunny weather.  M and I ran to Publix and bought filet mignon, baked potatoes and salad and grilled out.  The steaks were divine and our wine complimented it so well.  I would've been quite content to make that our Valentine's dinner. 

Monday was Monday, but I had all day to look forward to our Valentine's date at Sunset Grille, which was delicious and laid back.  They had a special menu, which came with desserts so we postponed the tiramisu eating until last night (and it was freakin' delicious).  The funniest thing about Valentine's day was when I gave M his gift and he opened his card.  He pulled it out of the envelope and said, "I can't believe it, we got each other the same card."  I guess this means we either 1) spend too much time together, 2) are perfect for each other, or 3) Target had a crappy card selection :)   He said it was the first card he picked up.  It was a funny card, we don't do that mushy stuff.

The highlight of the weekend, though, was that on Friday about an hour before I left work, I got a call from a company I interviewed with a couple weeks ago and did an assessment and drug test for, and they offered me a position to join their team.  I requested the weekend to think about it to make sure I was making the right decision.

Sunday night I e-mailed my future manager back and accepted.  I start February 28, the Monday after I return from my friend Leah's wedding in Baton Rouge.  I'm so excited.  I'm really going to miss all my coworkers because we're like a little family, but I'm eager to be in a challenging position with the potential for advancement.  Plus, the Purple Putter won't last much longer, so I'm going to save as much as possible so that I can afford a down payment on a Civic Hybrid.  So excited!