Good Morning New Jersey!

Today is going to be a long day.  I probably should have tried to sleep in a little more, but alas. 

He put himself in time out

Rewind a minute, to Tuesday.  The day of my last post, I believe (or maybe it was Monday).  I spent the day down in Delaware, helping out around my parents house.  On my way home I decided to stop at the grocery store to grab something for dinner.  I know myself enough to know that once I am home, I don't really like going back out to run errands. Anyway, I have a plan to come home and get started on this weeks project of painting the bedroom.  Instead, I walk in the door to disaster.  The dog had gotten into the kitchen trash can and decided to paint the house in trash.  You know when you decide to have something unhealthy for dinner, like Chinese food, and you say to yourself "I'm going to regret this".  Seeing the sweet and sour sauce all over our new area rug made me regret the Chinese.  So, instead of painting the bedroom, I was attempting to clean the carpet.  Sweet and sour sauce is a rough stain. 

With Tuesday's evening shot, I decided to start fresh Wednesday.  And, that's what I did yesterday.  It is starting to look pretty good, but I definitely have more work ahead of me today.  Which I better get started on.  I only have a few hours before I have to hit the road, and I haven't packed yet.  My dads plan is to leave around 5 o'clock, and stop somewhere around the Virginia/ North Carolina border tonight.  Can someone explain to me a six day trip to Disney World that consists four days in the car and two days in the park?  I tried to get Chris to consider flying down for the weekend, but it looks like I will just have to plan a trip for us sometime soon. 

Working so hard, yet not working at all

Today I woke up full speed, with a long list of to-do's, and didn't stop until dinner was done.  Now, I don't feel like moving.  I had a "group interview" at the local substituting company.  It was the worst hour I've had in a very long time, and I'm pretty sure there was another girl in the room who was thinking exactly what I was thinking (with the exception of the occassional "I hope Hamilton's doctor appointment is going well".)  I am a good teacher, and the frustration of not even receiving a phone call for an interview boiled over in the hour I sat there listening to the drill.  Even though I have a masters degree in education and many years experience in a classroom you are forcing me to pay you to spend a day in a room full of people with no educational training?  I think I'd rather practice reciting the daily specials for my next job as a waitress.  I'd make more anyway.  Why did I spend all that money on college?

So, anyway, after trying not to storm out of the room, I began checking things off of my list.  I did manage to make a few stops that weren't on the list.  Found a cute little thrift shop near my mother-in-laws house.  Didn't get the two things I had my eye on because it was cash only.  They would definitely be quick, easy, and awesome projects.  Maybe I will go back tomorrow.  Also stopped at the Goodwill and got a brand new, in the box, office chair (much needed, since I don't have anything now) for thirty dollars (whoo hoo).

After getting the hubbys car fixed, taking it to get registered, and stopping at Lowe's to grab lamp parts for a project (stay tuned), I went to pick up the pooch and fell in love with Charlotte, the three month old kitten up for adoption at the vet.  I may go back tomorrow ;-)  If we didn't have a 120 pound Rhodesian Ridgeback, we would be currently showing Charlotte her new home.  The vet tech even took her out to see how her and Hamilton got along.  It was adorable until Charlotte realized that Hamilton was a giant and clawed her way up the techs arms.  Ugh, she was so cute!

Since Hamilton and I got home, he's been sleeping off the anxiety of being at the vet all day, while I have been applying for every job under the sun that I can find, even the ones I am not qualified for.  Here is a question that I am sure many people in my situation ask:  how do I get the experience that this job is requiring without getting hired?  Maybe my blog will take off, I will become famous, people will start buying my pictures, and I can get by with odd jobs for the next few month.  Or, maybe even better, collecting all those Acme game pieces will result in me winning the grand prize.  I don't think I should hold my breath for that one.

Until tomorrow, my friends.

What a Ride!

I had no intention of posting today, seeing as how I spent nearly twelve hours in the car driving from New Jersey to Kentucky.  However, it is one o'clock, and I can't sleep.  I don't even feel tired.  It may have something to do with the venti Americano that I started my day with, followed by the five hour energy that I felt the need for around six o'clock, but I digress. 

An interesting car ride, if I do say so myself.  Now, I know what you're all thinking; "I've done the car ride from New Jersey to Kentucky, there is nothing interesting about it".  Well, it is interesting if you are riding in style.  That's right ladies and gentleman (I say that because I am sure my husband is the only man reading this), my sister and I drove over six hundred miles in a Chevy Aveo.  Oh, yea, love us for doing our part to save the earth and decided on a gas friendly car over our gas guzzlers.  You may love us, but I think the Aveo, along with our bodies hate us for the decision.  How many of you have driven an Aveo?  Not many of you?  Well, let me tell you, they are not made for the mountains of West Virginia.  Our little car that could had sixteen wheelers passing us on the up hills.  It was embarrassing.  Driving into Kentucky we felt the need to say kind words to the darling little car, reassuring her (not masculine enough to be a male car, I've decided... even though it is my fathers car) that we were almost there.


Our photographer (http://www.sethshimkonis.com/) is awesome!



Since making it to the hotel, with the exception of feeding ourselves, I've been laying in bed looking at all of my wedding pictures.  The online album "went live" today, and looking at all the pictures made me so happy!  It really was a perfect day (but how is it not when you get to marry your best friend) and it looks like everyone had a great time.  People should throw big parties more often!

And I should attempt to get some sleep.  Goodnight everyone (everyone being all five of the great friends who read this nonsense I've decided to bore you with).  :-)

Welcome one and all... no one??

So, here it goes.  I've decided to create a blog.  There are millions out there, I am sure many of them are just like mine.  However, I am doing this more for me than for anyone who might happen to stumble upon it.  It probably wont be very interesting, but it will amuse me, so here it goes.

I plan to talk about life... my encounters with the people I know and love, as well as strangers.  I may talk about a recipe I tried, food I shouldn't have eaten, places I have been, or would love to go. 

That being said, let me tell you a little about me... just a little.  I am a 27 year old wife, daughter, and hopefully, some call me a friend.  I currently live in New Jersey, which is still something to get used to.  I moved here to be with my husband after saying I would never live in Jersey.  What can I say about him, other than, he is perfect for me, and has become the most important part of my life.

Went to school in D.C. where I majored in politics, then went to school in Baltimore where I majored in education.  It sure paid off, because now I have a great job as a... oh, wait, I am unemployed.  Not being able to find a teaching job in NJ has made me start the process of "what I want to be when I grow up" all over again.  I love to travel and take photos of those travels, my dream job would involve either one of those. 

Born and raised in Delaware, I spend a lot of time driving down to see my family.  I am the oldest of three girls, the youngest just became a teenager, and we are a close group of five.  My mom and dad are the strongest people I know, whether they believe it or not.  My mom was diagnosed with appendix cancer in August of 2009 and was given 3 months... maybe.  Screw the doctors who gave up on her, because we haven't, and she is still with us today.  My dad has grown to become the biggest support any of us could ask for, and he never stops, unless he falls asleep. 

Already writing more than I planned, so I am going to stop.  I promise not every post will be a chapter of my life.