Monday, June 7, 2010

Drinker with a swimming problem

My best ideas are not fueled with vodka!

I'm going to go with no, it's not such a great idea to split a case of beer, shoot lemon drops and then get on the diving board pretending to be a gymnast. If you can't do it on a trampoline, chances are you aren't going to pull it off on a diving board.

It's also not such a great idea to suggest we end the night by skinny dipping. What a great way to get to know your friends...or alienate them.

Cooking while intoxicated...can't even remember eating, so don't quite know how to elaborate on that subject, except there's always room for guacamole!

Things like this may have been fun in high school, but I'm 26 and married. At some point I do need to grow up and learn I don't need to drink as much as those around me. Try as I might, i will never be on the same drinking level as Kris Courtney. Wes is such a sport. He finds me quirky! He's also learned by now that telling me 'no' is not an option. He's smart and resorts to trickery!

Note to self: also not a good idea to discuss environmental, political, or work ethics with people who don't know you...EVER! (At least when you're dealing with friends, they realize when you're making fun of them or when you're over it and ready to move on.)

All I know is, it's probably a great thing that I left my camera at home. What I don't remember didn't happen; without proof, you can't authenticate I did anything!

Summer has officially arrived...with a BANG!

If it's gonna happen sometime...Then why not now?

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Why you don't get hired!

What Not To Do When Job Hunting

Rule # 1: Don’t walk store to store with your girlfriend, boyfriend, best friend, mother, aunt, etc. If you are grown up enough to have the responsibility of a job, then you are grown up enough to go by yourself to apply for it.

Rule # 2: Dress nicely. Come on people, this is the first impression you’re making. Don’t come after soccer practice all sweating and gross wearing baggy clothes. If you aren’t going to look presentable just merely asking if we’re hiring then no way in hell are we supposed to think you’ll show up to work looking presentable. And NO, wearing a school uniform does not count as being presentable. How about this…after school, go home, shower, put on a little make-up (little being key) and dress similar to what you would wear to church (I know for some people that doesn’t explain much but if you’re a true southerner you dress up for church as a sign of respect for GOD). Looking tidy shows confidence, as well as responsibility. Remember you never get a second chance to make a first impression.

Rule # 3: Don’t chew gum. If you come in to talk to me about a job and you’re smacking away on gum I’ll say ‘We’re staffed!’ before you can even get out ‘Are you hiring?’ You’re pretty screwed if you have nasty long fake nail also.

Rule # 4: How about focusing on one thing at a time. Don’t come in my store to semi-shop and point out how expensive everything is then turn around and ask to work here. One lady had the nerve to ask if people actually pay these prices and then she wanted an application. WE’RE A SPECIALTY BOUTIQUE HERE PEOPLE…THIS ISN’T WALMART! Do people really think we’d still be in business for four years if no one paid full price? The same goes about saying something in the store is ugly, tacky, cheap looking, etc.

Rule # 5: People have to be able to understand what you are saying if you want to get a job dealing with customer relations like retail. Actual phone conversation:
 Me: “Thank you for calling Giggles”
  Person: “Yah Hirum”
 Me: “I’m sorry?”
  Person: “Es sayeses Are yah hi-es-rum?”
 Me: pause to think….”Oh … No… not at the     moment. Thank You”
  Person: to someone in the background before hanging up… “Isa telles ya deese ain’t ??????? timez ??? monez ??? something something..CLICK”

Rule # 6: Just because this is a baby store does not mean it will be a day care for you’re baby while you work here. This may or may not have been the assumption this girl had when applying here, but if you bring your baby out job hunting, then chances are people are going to question where the baby will be when you’re supposed to be working.

Rule # 7: Do Not rush into the store asking to use the restroom then blow it up with whatever crawled up and died in you and then proceed to ask about job opportunities. Better yet, how about never blowing up my bathroom ever. I get the great pleasure of smelling baby shit all damn day, the last thing I want is for some stanky green fog to start filling up the back end of the store because you ate some cheap Mexican for lunch.

Rule # 8: After being told there are no job openings, please do not proceed to ask me how much I make an hour or how often I work. I’m embarrassed enough about my lack of contribution to my family. I don’t need to tell you about it (not that I would) just so you don’t feel like you’re missing out on anything.

Rule # 9: Don’t job hunt high or drunk. I can’t actually say that this really happened because I didn’t give a drug test or a breathalyzer, but this lady was definitely on something because me saying “We not at the moment” is not the least bit funny and I checked, there was nothing hanging from my nose or in my teeth or anything. I’d also like to note that if you smoke immediately before going into a store than YOU STINK. The smoke carries on. If you have to smoke, take a minute or so to walk it off so that you’re not bringing it into the store with you. Children come here; I’d hate to think they’re getting second hand smoke from you simply walking in.

Rule # 10: Get off your cell phone! This doesn’t necessarily only apply to those who are asking for a job. If you are entering a small space, please end your call outside before entering. I will smile and acknowledge you but I will not speak to you because you are rude and I’d hate to be rude like you and interrupt your phone call. Worst, don’t say, “Hold on” into the phone then look at me and ask me a question. Even worst, don’t ask if we’re hiring because you are rude and we don’t hire rude people!

That is my top ten for now. I’m sure I’ll have more to add to it at some point because Giggles seems to be a magnet for applicants. Because of this, I am beginning to understand why the job rate is where it is. I guess I should be happy I'm not on the hunt, but who knows what the future holds.

If it's gonna happen sometime...
then why not now?

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Too late to turn back...

I have started a new project. I'm actually pretty excited about it since it'll definitely be occupying my time probably up until the due date of July 16th. It's no small task and it won't make a difference in the world but I hope that it makes a difference in my friend Justyne.


First I need to say that David's Bridal really sucks. They have a bunch of people working there who have no actual idea of fit or function, they're just told to sell, sell, sell. They tack on one useless accessory after another and when they take your measurements almost always make you get buy a bigger size than needed so that they can alter it and charge even more money. It makes me super annoyed for people. Sure they advertise $99 gown sale but that doesn't include alterations, veil, etc. At some point peace of mind must be better than cheap dresses. I realize that most brides are on a budget but there's better quality on the Internet, or if your simple white dresses at Nordstroms.


Soooo back to the point. Justyne has never been a girly girl. Sure I've only known her for 3-4 years, but that's not my impression of her. She lives on a farm down in Franklin wear she plays with goats and cows and chickens and horses and all the normal farm life. I've only seen her in baby heels maybe twice and rarely in a skirt/dress and very little makeup always. So I was not surprised when she told me she bought her wedding dress when she has a break in between classes one day. She wasn't really emotionally invested in it like most brides, but that's not really her. She also got talked into a veil and a separate blusher (both are so stiff they can practically stand on their own), alterations (of course), and because they said it'd be an extra $300+ or so to hem it, she bought high heels. This is her dress.


All was said and done...so she though. When she got the dress back from alterations she could not fasten it around her neck or zip it up. When she asked about it the people at Davids Bridal told her she must have gained weight. IN HER NECK? IN LESS THAN THREE WEEKS? I have to admit when I got her dress I was curious if I could fit it around my neck and it was choking me. I bet Kahlua could wear it with ease. Anyway, instead of admitting any mistake they simply told her to lose weight or to cough up some more money for more alterations to let it out. Needless to say she wasn't impressed and instead of going another round she decided to sell it all on Craigslist. (They wouldn't take back anything, not the unworn shoes or still in package veil...NOTHING.) She had one girl interested but it didn't work out. Then she told me about it.


I've done things for people in the past. I've spent over 40 hours hand beading over 300 inches of english netting for a veil in a wedding I was in this past April. I re-inveted my bridesmaid dress as well. I can do the basic hem or take something in but I haven't worked from scratch since college. I'm up for the challenge and super excited about it. I would never do this for just anyone. I know that Justyne really doesn't care as long as she has something to wear. So yesterday I accomplished deconstruction. There's definitely no turning back now. In a little over two months I am going to transform her off the rack dress into a grecian inspired dress fit for a farm wedding.


But at this moment the dress look more like this....
Soon, hopefully I'll have more to show. I plan on spending today putting it back together! For now my purpose is to make Justyne happy and put her wedding back on track. No matter what happens in the future, it's definitely too late to turn back now!


If it's gonna happen sometime...Then why not now!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

CHANGE.

Are you still planning on going back to school?


Nine simple words right? No! My boss asked me this today and for some unexplained reason I proceeded to answer her by balling my eyes out. I feel like such a loser, but I just couldn't keep it in. I tried to stop and talk but nothing was happening but tears. Maybe it's all the tragedy I've seen lately with the flood that no one notices but the volunteer state, or the oil explosion where only the wildlife it's affecting is discussed and not the many men who died in the fire, or perhaps the five tornadoes that touched down simultaneously in Oklahoma that has me in a funk. I've got to the point where I can't watch the national news without becoming extremely hostile. To say that the way the media and government has treated middle Tennessee after this disaster is BULL SHIT would be the understatement of the century. I guess I'll have to apologize to whoever I offend before hand, but if this would have happened in Memphis with all the color west of us then Obama would have been all about it. Hell, even Michelle Obama flew over to check on Haiti hours after the earthquake. NEWS TO WASHINGTON>>> Nashville is right here in your backyard! I feel stupid complaining about our silly little leak after seeing the Katrina-like damage in my neighboring areas. I'm not naive, but you'd think someone in a power position would have some type of a conscience, somewhere. The big problem getting acknowledgement from where I'm sitting is the fact that Tennesseans have come together to lend a hand to each other instead of sitting on our asses and waiting for a helping hand from our government. The few looters who have no sole were immediately arrested and put into a make-shift jail seeing as most of ours had at least a foot of water in them. The city was down to half-water capacity and with water moving toward the only working water plant, people came together to sandbag and save a little piece of what was left of Nashville hope. Thank you to Karl Dean for having a plan and working so well to help Nashville feel like everything was under control in the midst of complete chaos. I really could continue ranting about this for some time but I'm exhausted. I can't keep telling other Tennesseans the exact same thing they already know. It doesn't help to wallow in the injustice. Besides, that is not why I started writing this post to begin with.


So why did I cry? I want to know more than anyone. I started this blog feeling so lost. I got over things...sort of. I started studying for my GMAT and planned to go back to school. My Mom has always said I should do something with math because it comes easy so I figured why not accounting. I was content with the idea of becoming a CPA or something. I wasn't ecstatic about it, but when was the last time you heard of someone being in love with their job? I would tell people that my plans were to go into accounting and I practically got the same look or expression from everyone (excluding family). "I don't really see you as an accountant" is what read all over the faces of everyone. This past week it started hitting me. I don't see myself as an accountant either. Sitting behind a desk day after day punching numbers sounds like suicide to me. I'm the type of person who needs some type of creative outlet and wearing suits or 'business casual' and staring at numbers all the time definitely limits that. Why should I waste my time and money going back for another 'stupid' degree that will probably in another five years put me in the same predicament I'm currently in.


I started my college career with a plan. I was going to be an amazing fashion designer one way or another. I planned to study in Europe and work my way up in New York. My mom got married early and when you talk to her you pick up on the fact that she's missed a lot in her life because of it. Sure she'll tell you that she wouldn't change a thing, but then again she has to because two girls came out of it. I'm sure that if she had it all to do all over again...things would be different. Which is why I planned not to marry till I was set in my career. Obviously, plans change. Don't get me wrong. I love my husband. He is the only thing in my life that is actually what I want. He's a saint and totally understands and sympathizes with all my crazy. People search their whole lives for something like Wes and I have that. Being with him makes my life worth while. Sadly, I can't be with Wes constantly.


They big question...what do I do now? I need a career. I need something to make me feel full-filled. I want to be able to tell people what I do and feel proud of it. I don't want to be working and going absolutely NOWHERE! I don't want to work part time anymore. I feel bad working only 20 hours at the shop and then not getting the cleaning, laundry, cooking, shopping all finished because I simply don't want to (I'd rather have a good excuse:). I DON'T WANT TO BE A HOUSEWIFE! I know that some people look forward to nothing more but that's not me. I don't judge those who are house wife's or stay at home Mom's, but I just really wish I could be self sufficient on my own and not have to depend on anyone else to pay my bills. I want to be able to shop and not think Wes' might get annoyed by my spending because I'll make my own money too. I'm open to ideas. So if anyone's listening... please... hhhhhhheeeeeellllllllpppppppp!!!!!!! It's definitely time for change.


If it's all gonna happen sometime...Then why not now?


P.S. After posting I learned that FEMA came through already. That's a huge step and I'm happy that just because people aren't talking about it doesn't mean that they aren't doing anything about it. I have also ruled out a career in writing seeing as I suck at it :) Right Jimbo! I'll try to get better at that as well! 

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Drowning in Nashville

10-12 inches. That is the amount that was predicted to have fallen on us here in Nashville. I worked yesterday and surprisingly I actually got one sale. Wes went on a simple errand and returned 3 ½ hours later because of all the road closures and stopped traffic. 
A birthday dinner was cancelled, as well as, a bachelor party. Everyone is home bound. Wes and I curled up on the couch and watched The Hurt Locker and drank bourbon and coke. We checked in on the news every once and a while to catch up on the chaos going on. I-24 is completely shut down since Mill Creek is swollen overflowing onto I-24 submerging 70 cars and even causing a drowning. As of now, these storms have caused five deaths so although some of these pictures and videos are humorous it's not a laughing matter.


Then this morning it hit home...
Wes and I woke up to a plop...plop...plop... It sounding almost like a clicking. I actually thought the fan had got out of whack and was clicking during rotation. Wes was the one who first saw the bubble in the ceiling. It spans the length of our new addition.(Here I thought we were finally through with construction)


See the line going the length of our bedroom. This bucket is our new permanent fixture until the contractor shows tomorrow.



The rain is so bad that it's coming in through our chimney (even though the flew is closed)and is starting to puddle up on the hearth. Water is truly the worst enemy. One steady small drip can eventually cause major damage. 



Seeing this I decided to check out the rest of our property and there wasn't much other damage but I have a feeling I won't have to water any of my plants for a long time since most are underwater. There's a river now running through the front yard. Your able to walk to our front door if you either can ski or are Jesus and walk on water. We will definitely need to treat the front porch when the is all over since the gutters (even though they were cleaned out last week) are completely over flowing and leaving puddles all over the porch as well as at the base of my roses.

Luckily the back yard is not so terrible. Our neighbors don't have the same luck. The small creek that flows throughout our street has quadrupled in size and now creates a neighborhood pool on each side of us.
Hopefully the rain will stop soon, although the weather channel tells me other wise. We're lucky at least we didn't have a tornado rip through. Knock on wood. As far as the water leakage in our bedroom goes... I'm glad that we found it now where it's still under contractual warrenty, but I wish it was done right the first time. I guess we'll be moving out of our master bedroom for a while real soon...

If it's all gonna happen sometime...
Then why not now?

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Poor Duke E. Pants

God may be testing me but he is absolutely torturing Duke. Duke was completely asleep when Kahlua decided it was playtime. Here is what came of that situation. (Keep in mind that this was going on for at least 3 minutes before I could find my camera to record the annoying lil' shit!)



I showed this video to Wes and he was crying laughing. Maybe it's so funny because it's our dog or because we see how obnoxious she is on a daily basis. You'll notice that Duke tries to get up and move away from the nonsense but Kahlua follows and continues to squeaky squeak right in his face. Bless his heart! He was perfectly fine alone and then we had to bring in a play pal. I guess it's keeping him young at heart! Every baby (dog) needs a buddy to play with so...

If it's all gonna happen sometime...then why not now?

Monday, April 12, 2010

God is testing me!


“All it takes is patience, 

just a little patience

is all you need”

    As the infamous Guns N Roses put it, patience is definitely a necessity in life! I have never been a patient woman, nor have I pretended to be. I am that person who asks someone to get to the point if I think a story is taking too long, as well as, tap my foot or make an obnoxious sign if the person in front of my is wasting time in a line. I’m envious of those who are patient though.

    Today I ventured to the grocery store. I despise the grocery store for many reasons but mostly because it’s a zoo no matter when or where you go. My biggest pet peeve is when people park their carts in the middle of the isle while they look at all the many different kinds of hamburger helper or (insert any complete meal option) and make to attempt on moving over when they see you’re waiting to pass. Today I fond another grocery store loathing…CHILDREN!!! Why do parents feel the need to let their five year old drive the cart? Not only do they want to constantly play bumper cars with your buggy but most times the miss and hit you in the calves/chins/ass and think it’s hilarious. You’d think the parents would put a stop to it, but NOOOOoooo they think it’s funny too. Guess who’s not smiling about it! I am, however, judging your parenting skills especially while your two year old is throwing a temper tantrum because he wants kool-aid and soda over apple juice. Hahaha tears all over the place…sucks for you. I remember trying to throw a temper tantrum in the grocery store once. I think it took .5 seconds before my mom left her cart right where it was, picked my up by my ear and had me in the parking lot spanking my ass. Do you think I tried that again? Now that’s true parenting!

    I have recently taken up clipping coupons. Most wouldn’t think that takes patience but when you have to organize and put them to use, real patience is involved. So there I am in Publix looking through my pile of coupons because I know there’s one for salsa somewhere when I meet my stalker! First she hands me some coupons. I think she’s just being nice, but then she starts talking to me about Harris Teeter and how they have the best specials and she was there is morning and BLAH BLAH BLAH. I graciously thanked her for the coupon (that I didn’t need) and went on my way. Next I’m in the isle looking for Panko and here she comes. Now she hands me a coupon for Bertoli pasta sauce and goes on a rant about how great it is and how she has four children and so forth and so forth. Then she hands me another coupon for dove body wash and tells me how the got it at the service desk this morning at Kroger. First, I don’t buy pasta sauce since it takes a whole of 20 minutes to makes your own and second did anyone just catch that this lady has now talked about being at two previous grocery stores beside the Publix she is now shopping at.

    Who has that much time in the day? I know that times are tough and this lady has four children but seriously THREE grocery stores! Next I bet she was heading over to Walmart to see what they had on special. Imagine how much she would save on gas if she just simply put her coupons to use and stayed at one grocery store. I kept running away from her the whole time but somehow she kept finding me. I heard stories from her daughters favorite shampoo to how if you wait a day or so the meat that’s already marked down will be even more on clearance and to come back to check on it. Moral of the story…when you already have your grocery list, make sure to go through your coupons before hand so no one notices your stack of coupons and thinks it’s a good time to give you saving money tips! Pretty much if there’s going to be a crazy talkative old bag, then she’s going to find me some way or another so…

If it’s all gonna happen sometime…then why not now?