Well, it seems that I'm not up to standards with the requirements of my job, so my services are no longer needed at the hospital. I can't say it was a surprise. I actually said on Sunday that I may not have a job much longer. I'm actually somewhat relieved, I mean when I was walking out to my car it was like this big wieght just lifted out of my body. Now I know that whatever God has in store for me, it's right around the corner and He's preparing me to accept it without reservations. I'm excited, and I'm not really worried about finding another job. I trust God with everything I am, and He promises that He won't do anything to harm me.
I'm ready. Bring it on.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
It's so pretty!
I finally got a new template and I'm very pleased with it! I got the set at Blogfrocks, and I've had it for a while, but I could never get anything to work with the way they explained it using Angelfire. But now that they've updated the instructions and suggested new webhosting places, woo baby, I'm rocking with the cherries! I like cherries. Cherries are fun. Yay cherries.
Well, Friday and Saturday I worked lights for "Lying In State". You remember, the play that I got payed to work on. Yes, after rental fee, cleaning fee, and other various fees, we each got a whole 76 dollars and some cents. But why am I complaining, that's better than doing it for nothing. It was in a really cool refurbished movie theater called the Palace that was built a long time ago. I was gonna say the thirties, but I'm not sure. Here, lookie.
And here's me at the light board. I really don't like this picture because I'm all hunched over, and my boobs look like they're attached to my legs. The person that took the picture isn't very camera savvy. Eh, well.
Vikki was so overcome with emotion over the beautimous appearance of the theater that she had to give the otter mascot a smooch!
So, I guess everyone is commenting on hurricane Katrina, but I'm gonna choose not to simply because I really don't have anything relevant to add to the already infinite number of updates and comments and such. Except to say that they called for flash floods tonight and tomorrow in our county and surrounding areas, and this affects me because I'm in the flood zone. My house is over 100 years old, and it has never had the first drop of flood water in it, so I'm very fortunate. The theater also happens to be in the flood zone and last September when it flooded, there was 3 feet of water all through the building. They had just built a new stage too, so it was pretty devastating. They lost everything including props, costumes, cabinets, lights, everything. When the water was gone, there was at least 3 inches of mud covering everything that was under water. Not just mud, but stinky, gag a maggot, black and brown and green, sewage laced mud. Yummy.
Well, now that I've squelched your appetite, I think I'll reek havoc somewhere else.
Have a good night.
CHERRIES!!!
Well, Friday and Saturday I worked lights for "Lying In State". You remember, the play that I got payed to work on. Yes, after rental fee, cleaning fee, and other various fees, we each got a whole 76 dollars and some cents. But why am I complaining, that's better than doing it for nothing. It was in a really cool refurbished movie theater called the Palace that was built a long time ago. I was gonna say the thirties, but I'm not sure. Here, lookie.
And here's me at the light board. I really don't like this picture because I'm all hunched over, and my boobs look like they're attached to my legs. The person that took the picture isn't very camera savvy. Eh, well.
Vikki was so overcome with emotion over the beautimous appearance of the theater that she had to give the otter mascot a smooch!
So, I guess everyone is commenting on hurricane Katrina, but I'm gonna choose not to simply because I really don't have anything relevant to add to the already infinite number of updates and comments and such. Except to say that they called for flash floods tonight and tomorrow in our county and surrounding areas, and this affects me because I'm in the flood zone. My house is over 100 years old, and it has never had the first drop of flood water in it, so I'm very fortunate. The theater also happens to be in the flood zone and last September when it flooded, there was 3 feet of water all through the building. They had just built a new stage too, so it was pretty devastating. They lost everything including props, costumes, cabinets, lights, everything. When the water was gone, there was at least 3 inches of mud covering everything that was under water. Not just mud, but stinky, gag a maggot, black and brown and green, sewage laced mud. Yummy.
Well, now that I've squelched your appetite, I think I'll reek havoc somewhere else.
Have a good night.
CHERRIES!!!
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
I'm just full of excitement this week. Tonight we went over to my aunt and uncle's lake house to have supper. My uncle's dad built a resort there, and we used to have so much fun every summer swimming there. But now it's gone and the land has been divided up and sold to rich northerners so they can bring their expensive boats here and build expensive summer houses. Ah, but I sound bitter that my childhood can be sold so easily.
Anyway, my uncle told me that Grandfather(that's what we called his dad) had bought some little boats for the resort and had paid $125 for each one and that he had one that he wanted to take out on the lake. He had just bought a new (used) motor and he wanted to try it out. So we went down to the dock (remember that I have a sprained ankle) and after much struggling since the clamp was not wide enough, got the motor on the back of the boat. We got in, started it up and got half a mile away from the dock when my uncle says "uh-oh" and then the motor dies and smoke starts pouring out of it. So he decides that it has something to do with the water pump and I should call my aunt since I have my cell phone with me. I do and she doesn't answer. I then call my mother's cell and she doesn't answer either.
Now I'm thinking I'm gonna have to jump out of the boat and swim to shore dragging the boat behind me, but my uncle sees that we're in front of his friends house so he starts paddling with the seat cushion he had thrown in there before we left. So I pick up mine and do the same. We reach the dock, tie up the boat and then have to walk back to the house, uphill. And I'm doing this with a sprained ankle.
We then get to the house and have to explain what happened, take the pontoon boat back to get the little boat, and then go back to the house. This all took place in under 30 minutes, but it seemed much longer, especially when I was hanging over the side of the boat paddling with a boat cushion.
Yep, me and my crazy exciting life. What's gonna happen next?
Anyway, my uncle told me that Grandfather(that's what we called his dad) had bought some little boats for the resort and had paid $125 for each one and that he had one that he wanted to take out on the lake. He had just bought a new (used) motor and he wanted to try it out. So we went down to the dock (remember that I have a sprained ankle) and after much struggling since the clamp was not wide enough, got the motor on the back of the boat. We got in, started it up and got half a mile away from the dock when my uncle says "uh-oh" and then the motor dies and smoke starts pouring out of it. So he decides that it has something to do with the water pump and I should call my aunt since I have my cell phone with me. I do and she doesn't answer. I then call my mother's cell and she doesn't answer either.
Now I'm thinking I'm gonna have to jump out of the boat and swim to shore dragging the boat behind me, but my uncle sees that we're in front of his friends house so he starts paddling with the seat cushion he had thrown in there before we left. So I pick up mine and do the same. We reach the dock, tie up the boat and then have to walk back to the house, uphill. And I'm doing this with a sprained ankle.
We then get to the house and have to explain what happened, take the pontoon boat back to get the little boat, and then go back to the house. This all took place in under 30 minutes, but it seemed much longer, especially when I was hanging over the side of the boat paddling with a boat cushion.
Yep, me and my crazy exciting life. What's gonna happen next?
Monday, August 22, 2005
It's not broken
Well, I ended up going to the ER Sunday morning, waiting 1 hour for the doctor to tell me I need an xray and I'll probably be on crutches for 2 days, another 45 minutes for someone from radiology to come a get me, then another 45 minutes for the nurse to come in, put a brace on my ankle, hand me a perscription for some pain killers, tell me it's not broken and then send me home with no explanation of what's wrong with my ankle or anything. I very much dislike it when people, especially doctors, think that because they are professionals they don't have to explain what they're doing. I'm sorry, but I want to know what's going on with my body and why it hurts and what I can do to fix it.
Anyway, I can't take the medicine because it makes me sick, so I've just been taking Tylenol quick release, and they do the job just as well. And hey, I didn't have to go to work today, because well, I work in a very small file room with not much space to maneuver around in crutches, and I'm clumsy to begin with.
So now I just have to hobble around until I'm able to walk without pain, or until I go insane from not being able to do anything, whichever comes first.
Anyway, I can't take the medicine because it makes me sick, so I've just been taking Tylenol quick release, and they do the job just as well. And hey, I didn't have to go to work today, because well, I work in a very small file room with not much space to maneuver around in crutches, and I'm clumsy to begin with.
So now I just have to hobble around until I'm able to walk without pain, or until I go insane from not being able to do anything, whichever comes first.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
I've had a busy day
Today was a very eventful day for me, considering that Saturdays are usually quiet. First, my neighbor was having a yard sale and was selling two chifferobes that belonged to the woman who owned the house while I was growing up. Miss Rhoda was her name and she was a missionary/teacher in Japan and Germany for many of my childhood years. When she was put in a nursing home her family had an estate sale and I really wanted those two pieces, but there was no way I could afford the price they had on them, and then they ended up being sold with the house. But today, they are mine!!! Well, one is mine and the other is my sister's. We decided to share. Somebody decided to put a smiley face on one of them with some kind of glue or something, and even if we take it off, the finish will come off with it so we still have a smiley face. So here are some pictures of them for your viewing pleasure.
sorry about the flash on this first one
here's the smiley face~
Next, at about 2 my sister decided that we were going swimming at the creek. So here we go, me, my sister, her husband, and his sister and her husband. The creek is really high right now because of all the rain, and I knew there was nowhere to go without getting into the current, but we found a place that had some good raipds and a shallow part to recover in. We started going down the rapids sans inner-tube and we were having so much fun. We were there for 2 1/2 hours and had gone several times, and my butt was feeling the pain of every rock I hit. Anyway, I decided to go once more, and everything waws cool until my leg turned under itself and my foot hit a rock. I felt it snap and then excruciating pain, and all I could think was I broke my stupid foot. My brother-in-law was standing downstream to catch me and as soon as I got to him I was screaming "I broke my ankle!" but we were still fighting the current so we both had to swim to the bank with me trying to stay conscious and when we finally made it to the bank, I just stood there braced against a rock saying "Oh God" not as a cuss word ya know just crying out to him to help me. So finally my sister and brother-in-law helped me out of the water and up the bank (which was not easy because there are lots of rocks)and then I crawled, yes crawled, over the roots that were between me and the grass, and then I got carried to the car piggy-back style. I desperately wanted to go to the hospital but got talked out of it, and now it's the tiniest smidgeon better, but I still can't walk or put any weight on it, and it just constantly aches, but I will definately go tomorrow if it's still swollen bad. So here's a loverly picture of how I reduced swelling.
yes, that would be broccoli florets on my ankle.
And I got a sunburn. My day is complete.
sorry about the flash on this first one
here's the smiley face~
Next, at about 2 my sister decided that we were going swimming at the creek. So here we go, me, my sister, her husband, and his sister and her husband. The creek is really high right now because of all the rain, and I knew there was nowhere to go without getting into the current, but we found a place that had some good raipds and a shallow part to recover in. We started going down the rapids sans inner-tube and we were having so much fun. We were there for 2 1/2 hours and had gone several times, and my butt was feeling the pain of every rock I hit. Anyway, I decided to go once more, and everything waws cool until my leg turned under itself and my foot hit a rock. I felt it snap and then excruciating pain, and all I could think was I broke my stupid foot. My brother-in-law was standing downstream to catch me and as soon as I got to him I was screaming "I broke my ankle!" but we were still fighting the current so we both had to swim to the bank with me trying to stay conscious and when we finally made it to the bank, I just stood there braced against a rock saying "Oh God" not as a cuss word ya know just crying out to him to help me. So finally my sister and brother-in-law helped me out of the water and up the bank (which was not easy because there are lots of rocks)and then I crawled, yes crawled, over the roots that were between me and the grass, and then I got carried to the car piggy-back style. I desperately wanted to go to the hospital but got talked out of it, and now it's the tiniest smidgeon better, but I still can't walk or put any weight on it, and it just constantly aches, but I will definately go tomorrow if it's still swollen bad. So here's a loverly picture of how I reduced swelling.
yes, that would be broccoli florets on my ankle.
And I got a sunburn. My day is complete.
Thursday, August 18, 2005
yes I know it's been a while. So with some prodding from a certain person who shall remain nameless, I bring you....the updated blog. Please, hold your applause while I get my thoughts together. Well, Here are the only two photos I took of the 127 yard sale, the first one is the exit we took and waited so long on to get to Jamestown (which we never got to)
and then this one I just thought was funny
I had another one with a big pink monkey sitting on a motorcycle, but somehow it got deleted.
I just finished the newest Harry Potter book last night, and it was good. I knew what was going to happen at the end because I was told, and I figured out how it was going to happen, so what should have been shocking was well, not. What was more interesting to me was what was revealed in the last chapter, but I can't say because I can't spoil it. Even though everyone who reads this has probably already read the book or doesn't care about Harry. You should. He's so all alone now.
Sorry about the randomness, but really there's not much going on. I'm going to be busy the next 2 weekends doing concessions for the next play at the theater. "Sleuth" starring...well does it really matter? It only has 2 men in the cast, so that gives me a break until Christmas when I'll be on stage once again to play Sister Robert Anne in "Nuncrackers" which I can hardly wait for. Also I guess I'll be doing lights for a revival of "Lying In State" in Crossville for two shows only...and getting paid for it. *little happy Snoopy dance*
OK, well I think I'll just dance myself over to Flikr (or however you spell it) and start a photo blog. Details later.
and then this one I just thought was funny
I had another one with a big pink monkey sitting on a motorcycle, but somehow it got deleted.
I just finished the newest Harry Potter book last night, and it was good. I knew what was going to happen at the end because I was told, and I figured out how it was going to happen, so what should have been shocking was well, not. What was more interesting to me was what was revealed in the last chapter, but I can't say because I can't spoil it. Even though everyone who reads this has probably already read the book or doesn't care about Harry. You should. He's so all alone now.
Sorry about the randomness, but really there's not much going on. I'm going to be busy the next 2 weekends doing concessions for the next play at the theater. "Sleuth" starring...well does it really matter? It only has 2 men in the cast, so that gives me a break until Christmas when I'll be on stage once again to play Sister Robert Anne in "Nuncrackers" which I can hardly wait for. Also I guess I'll be doing lights for a revival of "Lying In State" in Crossville for two shows only...and getting paid for it. *little happy Snoopy dance*
OK, well I think I'll just dance myself over to Flikr (or however you spell it) and start a photo blog. Details later.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
racin' around
Well it's been a while since I updated so here's what's going on. Well, the phone just rang in the middle of my thought process and it was the owner of the daycare where I used to work. It seems I'll be making an appearance there tomorrow morning because all of her help is either sick or out of state. Grrr...I was gonna sleep tomorrow but hey I can't turn down money, and I'm just such a nice person that she knew she could count on me.
So...Saturday was the Amazing Race at church with my youth group, and yes it was a knock off of the TV show. We had to figure out the clues though instead of just saying here go to this place, but it was so exciting. I always get nervous in competitions because I'm afraid I'll mess up horribly and be embarrassed and my team members will blame me for losing. But as it turns out, I was the driver of the winning team! I think I scared the two kids that were with me because I went a tad over the speed limit through town and around curves. Now you have to remember that I live in a two red light town where the biggest excitement is when something catches on fire and the juiciest gossip is who got arrested for making meth this week. That's really sad now that I see it written down, but that's another post entirely. Anyway, I was speeding through town and there were cops at every food place we passed, and I thought we were in second place the whole time, but we were ten minutes ahead of everybody. Yeah baby!
Also this weekend was the 127 yard sale, which is the longest yard sale each year, and it just happens to pass through Crossville which is only a 30 minute drive from my house. So off we went to the insanity that turned out to be the yard sale. We decided to go to Rockwood and up the interstate since we knew that we would never get anywhere going up the mountain. When we got to our exit, it was so backed up that we sat there for like 20 minutes. We finally got on the actual road and ended up going to only one place where there was a whole bunch of tents set up together. I bought a little brass bell with stained glass cherries on top for a whole dollar, and then we decided it was too hot so we got back in the car and headed back through the massive traffic jam until we got to some people who were selling jellies and jams, and then my sister and mother bought two jars each. Personally, I think they shoud schedule it for the fall when the weather is cooler and not so humid, but I'm not in charge of that operation, thankfully. So now I'm off to sleep since I have to be at the daycare at 7 freakin' 30. I'm such a pushover, I can never say no.
So...Saturday was the Amazing Race at church with my youth group, and yes it was a knock off of the TV show. We had to figure out the clues though instead of just saying here go to this place, but it was so exciting. I always get nervous in competitions because I'm afraid I'll mess up horribly and be embarrassed and my team members will blame me for losing. But as it turns out, I was the driver of the winning team! I think I scared the two kids that were with me because I went a tad over the speed limit through town and around curves. Now you have to remember that I live in a two red light town where the biggest excitement is when something catches on fire and the juiciest gossip is who got arrested for making meth this week. That's really sad now that I see it written down, but that's another post entirely. Anyway, I was speeding through town and there were cops at every food place we passed, and I thought we were in second place the whole time, but we were ten minutes ahead of everybody. Yeah baby!
Also this weekend was the 127 yard sale, which is the longest yard sale each year, and it just happens to pass through Crossville which is only a 30 minute drive from my house. So off we went to the insanity that turned out to be the yard sale. We decided to go to Rockwood and up the interstate since we knew that we would never get anywhere going up the mountain. When we got to our exit, it was so backed up that we sat there for like 20 minutes. We finally got on the actual road and ended up going to only one place where there was a whole bunch of tents set up together. I bought a little brass bell with stained glass cherries on top for a whole dollar, and then we decided it was too hot so we got back in the car and headed back through the massive traffic jam until we got to some people who were selling jellies and jams, and then my sister and mother bought two jars each. Personally, I think they shoud schedule it for the fall when the weather is cooler and not so humid, but I'm not in charge of that operation, thankfully. So now I'm off to sleep since I have to be at the daycare at 7 freakin' 30. I'm such a pushover, I can never say no.
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