Oh, my. Seems life picked up a bit since I last wrote! Sadly for you, my dear readers, many things that happened are more "Dear Diary" moments than "Hey, let's put this in my blog" moments! Such is life!
Last weekend was indeed fantastic. Although I woke up on Saturday with a scratchy throat and the beginnings of a cold, I took some Advil and bravely proceeded with my day. My sister and I stopped for the first pumpkin spice lattes of the year--yum! We got to Gettysburg around 1, got to the Eisenhower farm just before 2 and proceeded to turn the next 3 hours into approximately 19 minutes. How can time possibly go by that quickly?!
Anyway, then we rushed back to the hotel, got all ready for the evening, had dinner, and got to the dance with a little over an hour left to dance. Now, I've been to a handful of swing dances before--but always as a member of the band, and not as a participant! It was quite nice to be a participant this time. One of these days, perhaps I'll actually learn how to do the fast stuff.
Sunday morning, I let my sister sleep and headed out to breakfast. Yet another 3 hours that went by in about 12 minutes. Seriously. Unfortunately, my week only went downhill from there--where else could it go, really--and here I am on my 6th straight day of working, with another 5 days ahead of me! My cold did indeed hit me hard about the time I got home on Sunday, and I am just now recovering from the last of the cough.
Otherwise, my week was pretty uneventful. Nothing much happening at the funeral home on Tuesday, so I spent the morning driving all over the county to run death certificates. I really enjoy doing that--it gives me time to just hang out in the car, listening to music, and I get to hang out in waiting rooms and read magazines, all while getting paid! I fear that tomorrow's shift at the funeral home will not be so easy, however. An early morning Ethiopian funeral and burial, combined with their afternoon reception and another afternoon visitation, cannot bring anything but crazy trouble! I can only hope that the madness makes the day go by quickly!
I really would like to reiterate a question that I seem to ask most every weekend--how can you apply to and get into graduate school without a basic knowledge of how to use a computer? I realize that my job description is "helping people," and everything, but give me a break. If you don't know how to center your text or open your e-mail, that's not even kind of my responsibility. Why are you asking ME how to sign into YOUR personal e-mail? *Insert crazy face here*
I believe my grandma comes back from Oklahoma today. She's been down there for over a month. It will definitely be quite a change for her to come back and be living with my parents. I hope my mother calms herself down a bit around her (wishful thinking, I know), because grandma does not need any stress! And it certainly will be bizarre to go home for Thanksgiving and not be at grandma's house for it. I have vague memories of ONE Thanksgiving at our house when I was little--I think Grandma & Papa were in Oklahoma that year--but Thanksgiving is meant to be spent at their house. After all, as soon as the dishes are cleaned up from lunch, it's time to decorate! Maybe this year I can just convince the family that Friday's a good day to go chop down the Christmas tree.
Ah, well. At any rate, that's enough from me for the moment. I seem to have this hope every month, but I hope that October brings less stress and more happy moments my way! It might be hard to top Gettysburg, but a girl can hope! Right?
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
A laundry list of updates!
Ooops! I haven't updated in a while. I will not let this blog die, so I promise to do better!
Let's see... things going on in my life and in my world (sometimes entirely separate things, believe it or not):
* I'm back to working one 14-hour day a week, with mornings at the funeral home and afternoon/evenings at the library. So far, it hasn't been too bad--my funeral mornings have been spent running death certificates, which is infinitely more relaxing than, say, moving billions of flower arrangements, standing in the parking lot yelling at people who don't (or won't) understand where I'm trying to direct them, then hauling all of the previously-mentioned flower arrangements out of the chapel, into the van, up to the cemetery, around the gravesite and then getting MYSELF out of sight before the procession arrives. God, I'm exhausted just typing that sentence. The point is, I haven't had any Tuesday morning funerals... YET. They're coming, though. I just know it. BIG ones.
* I've only had one death call since my last update. The 2am variety. At least it was quick and easy and I went from ringing phone back to bed in under 90 minutes. Seriously, that's like getting paid a dollar a MINUTE. Holy hell.
* I've made the executive decision to keep my hair long-ish and straight, like it was around college graduation time. It's just prettier that way.
* My sister is here, and we've been having Sunday night dates for the last few weeks! We're just awesome like that. This week's date will be on Saturday, because
* We're headed up to Gettysburg for some WWII activities this weekend! Yay. I'd say that I'm actually going up there solely as a visitor and not to WORK, but that is not entirely true. I'm supposed to be recruiting for next year's Sully event... but I'll try to do as little work as possible! Anyway, part of this adventure requires (well, not requires, but encouraged) us to figure out how to do some 40's hair and makeup and stuff. I know my outfit isn't entirely accurate (and my historical OCD is yelling at me already), but it will be fun anyhow. I KNEW I should have taken those swing dance lessons a couple years ago!
* I'd really like to take Palin's hair bun and stuff it down her hypocritical throat. I'd also like to say some other things, but I feel like I'm debating political stuff more than I should have to these days. I mean, really, for the 100th time--NOBODY running for ANY office has presidential experience. If we want to vote for someone with presidential experience, we are going to have to dig up and reanimate George Washington... and I'm not real big on the whole ZOMBIE thing, though a zombie would possibly make a better president than McSame. UGH.
* I am still holding off on my pumpkin spice lattes. It's just not cold enough! I can't even get a pumpkin spice frappucino yet... something about that delicious, wonderful, autumn pumpkin flavor is just completely lost if it's over 60 degrees.
* I'm rambling on. It's the end of a 14-hour day for me, and it is so very near closing time. I will leave you all with this quote that I discovered today (it is from For Your Consideration). I dissolve into giggles every time I re-read it.
"You can't throw the baby out with the bathwater because then all you have is a wet, critically injured baby."
Let's see... things going on in my life and in my world (sometimes entirely separate things, believe it or not):
* I'm back to working one 14-hour day a week, with mornings at the funeral home and afternoon/evenings at the library. So far, it hasn't been too bad--my funeral mornings have been spent running death certificates, which is infinitely more relaxing than, say, moving billions of flower arrangements, standing in the parking lot yelling at people who don't (or won't) understand where I'm trying to direct them, then hauling all of the previously-mentioned flower arrangements out of the chapel, into the van, up to the cemetery, around the gravesite and then getting MYSELF out of sight before the procession arrives. God, I'm exhausted just typing that sentence. The point is, I haven't had any Tuesday morning funerals... YET. They're coming, though. I just know it. BIG ones.
* I've only had one death call since my last update. The 2am variety. At least it was quick and easy and I went from ringing phone back to bed in under 90 minutes. Seriously, that's like getting paid a dollar a MINUTE. Holy hell.
* I've made the executive decision to keep my hair long-ish and straight, like it was around college graduation time. It's just prettier that way.
* My sister is here, and we've been having Sunday night dates for the last few weeks! We're just awesome like that. This week's date will be on Saturday, because
* We're headed up to Gettysburg for some WWII activities this weekend! Yay. I'd say that I'm actually going up there solely as a visitor and not to WORK, but that is not entirely true. I'm supposed to be recruiting for next year's Sully event... but I'll try to do as little work as possible! Anyway, part of this adventure requires (well, not requires, but encouraged) us to figure out how to do some 40's hair and makeup and stuff. I know my outfit isn't entirely accurate (and my historical OCD is yelling at me already), but it will be fun anyhow. I KNEW I should have taken those swing dance lessons a couple years ago!
* I'd really like to take Palin's hair bun and stuff it down her hypocritical throat. I'd also like to say some other things, but I feel like I'm debating political stuff more than I should have to these days. I mean, really, for the 100th time--NOBODY running for ANY office has presidential experience. If we want to vote for someone with presidential experience, we are going to have to dig up and reanimate George Washington... and I'm not real big on the whole ZOMBIE thing, though a zombie would possibly make a better president than McSame. UGH.
* I am still holding off on my pumpkin spice lattes. It's just not cold enough! I can't even get a pumpkin spice frappucino yet... something about that delicious, wonderful, autumn pumpkin flavor is just completely lost if it's over 60 degrees.
* I'm rambling on. It's the end of a 14-hour day for me, and it is so very near closing time. I will leave you all with this quote that I discovered today (it is from For Your Consideration). I dissolve into giggles every time I re-read it.
"You can't throw the baby out with the bathwater because then all you have is a wet, critically injured baby."
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