Part time jobs

So some of you may know or not... money is tight for Chris and I. In effort to improve the situation I applied for a couple part time jobs. One wanted to interview my tonight! The second had me in already and the third will call me by Friday.
Holy cow batman - it's a little overwhelming that based on appearance alone I could get an interview - especially to someone in HR!!!!
That would explain crappy service in the mall.
'Cause baby looks aren't everything - obviously.

So which one should I accept if given choices:
Payless
Ann Taylor
Lane Bryant
*Keep in mind I need to save some cash not spend.
Of the three though the ladies at Payless were my age and very nice.
Ann Taylor is funny because Sunday when I picked up the application the lady was kind of shitty to me. (I was in sweats) Today wanted to interview me right then. (I was in my work clothes)
Very humorous.

And I ran into coworker from Saturday. I got a how are you and a smirk.
Great - I am no known as a cheater at work.
At least Jon is cute.
Thank god - never want rumors swirling around gross people. Not that I really know any I would spend any social time with.
Ooh that was rude. I am one to talk - chubasaurus Rex that I am.

And finally - Bethie is a girl, lady, woman.
I knew it all along.
:)

Changes

So I decided to change the name of my blog.
One I am married and not to Tommy Stinson and two it's in reference to a time in my life when I had way too much fun. In a very good way.
Sometime maybe I will tell you the story.

Finally I think it fits me. A few weeks ago I was telling some coworkers about some things that were going on in my personal life and one woman remarked - Caprise you have a lot of drama in your life. To which another coworker said no - she just knows how to tell a story.
And really that is what I would like my blog to be.
Little stories for my friends sometimes good sometimes sad sometimes down right boring.
But enough that you know what is going on and might be a little entertained.

Last night I went out w/my man best friend. hee hee - he'll like that title.
Some of us have more than one best friend - I am lucky I have two.
Bethie and Jon.
Bethie unless I don't know something- is a lady. :)
Thus the title to Jon. Anyway we do what we do - we get two bar stools next to each drink and talk. Usually the talk is a wide spectrum of music, movies, books, women, food and the like.
Last night we got a little deep and as the tail end of deepness was loosening up again a coworker who doesn't know me well walks by. Which at that point I say to Jon - oh great on Monday the rumor mill is going to have me cheating on Chris. Jon and I were facing each other very closely and I had my hand on his knee because I was telling him something then there was a hug in there. My coworker knows what Chris looks like. He doesn't look like Jon. :)
woo - Can't wait 'til tomorrow. I of course told Chris when I got home and he found much humor in it. Did I mention my coworkers thoroughly enjoy gossip? You change your hair it's fodder.

So that is my story for you.
Causing the coworkers to gossip.
woo - at least we didn't run into anyone later in the night when (we were discussing weight loss). People would have gotten a full view of Jon's cute tan tummy! The rumors that would have spread and the dates for Jon. :)
So - I will try to continue the stories.

Ashtrays

That is what I am thinking of as I write this because I freakin' smell like one!
I very much enjoy having a few drinks but ugh why with the chain smoking!
I went out after work - tried to call my husband - his cellphone died did not get my call, my Mom calls and he tells her he doesn't know where I am.
Mind you I had told him I would probably be doing this.
Also bear in mind same man who will be out until all hours of the night sans a phone call.
Can you say double standard?

So infamous meeting - did not happen. Boss comes to my desk and hour later and says sorry got tied up... can we reschedule. I ask if I am in trouble. To which she says if you were I would just come get you. Good to know for the future.
She just wants to get handle on what I do and what kind of time I have as we never see each other.
whew!
I think...
I let you know next Wednesday.
Still applying for school though.
Going to apply for the vet tech program and early childhood and see who will have me.
Also applying for a job w/the school systems to be a bilingual resource specialist.
Very excited about that.
Well I am going to go read and unwind.
I love quiet Friday nights.
Go Pack!

Impending Doom and the annoying Japanese boy...

Ok so I really have to explain the title.
I have been working out at least twice a week. Cardio is killing me - it's fun for awhile but I get bored and sweaty. Two things in tandem I hate.
So I tried the resistance pool today. It rocks, you basically walk, run, move your arms, semi swim, whatever against a current of water that comes up to your shoulders. I totally felt the burn when I got home. What sucked was the young Japanese boy that decided because there was no room in the lap pool he would turn the resistance pool into his own private waterpark. I kept giving him looks and almost hit him when he knocked me down but no avail. So when I got out limping his mother looked at me and told him in Japanese to get out. (I was limping because of my ankle) You see I need the resistance pool, metal in my ankle prevents me from having real fun. Or being able to do real cardio. My gym is a virtual melting pot, it's pretty cool. What sucks is all the meat market people. Yuck - we are at a gym. In my opinon 'nuff said.

In other gym news - we in the ladies locker room have a woman who likes to sing - aloud and not well. Very fun. She is a very nice lady. Just should talk more. :)

So why the impending doom? My boss of a little over 7 months has called an one on one for us tomorrow and every consectutive Friday until November.
She never meets w/me... or talks to me for that matter.
I am very nervous. I haven't exactly been shy about my discontent.
Also November would be 3 months pretty typical time frame for a displinary plan.
This would be my first job ever where that has happened.
I feel a little sick right now just thinking about it - so I am going to try and sleep.
Wish me luck.

Thank goodness it's Wednesday

Hump day so glad...
Next week this time I will be preparing for my first journey in the air by myself. Go to see my parents... so glad.
I suppose our house is a pit and I promised to cook...
gots to go.....................

Oh My!

So what a week it has been people.
Last night I went to one of my dearest friend's weddings.
In preparation I got my hair cut and my nails done. Did a little shopping. If you have never gotten up early on a Saturday and shopped - you are missing out. I love to shop, hate the malls. However 10 AM is a wonderful time at the local malls. You can park teenagers are still sleeping and bonus the people working are in a good mood because well you are one of their first customers - no one has pissed them off yet.
The only freaky thing that happened was the man following me around in the Boston Store dress area. I am pretty sure he was looking for himself - a dress that is. He looked like your average construction work except for the big diamond stud in his ear and the peachy lip gloss. I think he was following me to check out what I liked ... who knows. He was harmless it was just a little kooky. Every rack I stopped at he would do the same and then pick out the largest size and hold it up. Maybe he was shopping for a loved one and liked my style.
I dunno know...

This week has been a little stressful. Monetarily I am struggling and it wouldn't be so bad but I really feel like I need to go back to school. I want to work w/kids. Adults are no fun and my boss worries me, tons.
She was at the reception we were at last night and she was sloshed and sitting at our table and hitting on my friend's guest. Granted the guest is a dear friend but a dear friend who said dear friend is very attracted to. Oy vey.
Last night reaffirmed why I don't go out drinking w/my coworkers... things get weird.

Yesterday was also Chris and my six month anniversary.
I can't believe he loves me like he does.
I am a wreck , so high strung and internally struggling with so much.
There is so much I want and I don't mean material things I mean for my life and I just don't feel like I can get there. Makes me sad.
My husband is so wonderful - he said if it would make me happy to go back to school or work a different job that paid less he would tighten things up. Anything to lessen the stress on both of us.
So lucky I am.
And finally my Oh My - my Mom' s psychic powers to know I am sad and send me the most beautiful poem.
Just what I needed and my husband buying me Coldstone Ice Cream.
I am a lucky girl I tell you.

Greetings from Crabbyville and Poopypants

Not really but my husband is kind of living in Crabbyville thus he has the Poopypants.
Look you too can talk like a pre-schooler. The reasoning is pretty simple - he is feeling beyond neglected by some of his dearest and oldest friends. And to be honest - they are being pretty crappy to him. When we first got together I had some concerns about how they treat him and it has just manifested over the years.
I am pretty lucky - even if I haven't spoken to my friends for awhile when we do reconnect - it's the same. And we all at least try to make an effort. Email has honestly revived a lot of relationships I almost lost. Hi Annie!
It also maintains relationships w/my friends who are crazy ass busy. Hi Bethie!
Chris's friends aren't those people. I have one person in my life who always seems to call only when they need something, but that's it. My honey has friends that even though they traveled to another country to see us wed, don't feel they need to talk to us much. Well you know they did get their vacation in - what do they need us for?! What frustrates me the most - is Chris defends them all to death and loves them a lot. One person in particular most of us would of walked away from and some people did - he stuck by.
I don't know - I was raised to cherish relationships, things can change so fast.
So that is what I do, it makes me sad when others don't, especially when they do it to people I love.
On that note, I am going to go hug my husband and email my grandma.

Dogs and Cats living together

So I am checking my email as I tend to do after work and our cat's food dishes are on our computer table. Max our lab can just about rest his head on it but not so much that our cats can't eat or get away.
Well ... He must have grown because as my cat was eating I hear her make this noise that sounded like yum yum but really it was a growl w/chewing because Max is now big enough to get at her and her food.
I am trying to separate them while still surfing, the cat is hitting the dog on the head and hissing the dog just looks amused and actually put his paw on my hand and licked me to keep from intervening.
It was all very comical and Max just came back for round two - I am waiting for a cat to jump on his back. He such a friggin' happy dog I really don't think he would take offense.
If I can ever learn how to scan photos I will make them famous per Annie's suggestion.

The Joys of owning Pets

We have two cats and a yellow Lab for those of you who don't know.
The three are constantly competing for someone's attention, however at bedtime they have a pretty nice understanding worked out.
One cat sleeps at my head, the dog on the floor in front of our bedroom door, third cat in the closet on our close hamper.
There is peace... Until last night.
Our 70 lb. dog has decided that sleeping in the bed is better. I busted him this morning resting his whole body across our pillows.
This is partly my fault - those big brown eyes kill me when I try to put him in his crate.
Anyway last night the cat and dog began to fight about who should be on the bed near and on my head - I had to throw said cat off the bed. Luckily she is a cat and landed just fine and also has forgiven me.
Or so I thought she just deposited a hairball on my magazines near the bed.
gotta go...

Why I should never join a place similar to Weight Watchers...

Why? I like to eat. I need variety. I wasn't eating that unhealthy to begin with.
I lost more weight the weeks I deviated than the weeks I followed the program.
Most of the counselors weigh more than me...
Should I go on?
I am a little crabby about a lot most significantly my weight.
I know I shouldn't be - but when I am out of breath walking to the other half of the plant - that is no good. Mind you - I don't want to be the same size as a supermodel. Gross, also I only have had my breasts for about 10 yrs, I would like to keep them. :)
Here is the thing though... I want to be healthy. Does that mean I have to regimented about what I eat? I understand the portion thing and I was a veghead for about two years so that's not a problem. But when my diet counselor pulls out her red pen and starts circling like she is grading my thesis - I get pissed.
Good god - I didn't add my fat grams up. Lady I was figuring out retro pay dating a year back for three associates in our factory today - I have had enough math.
I had yogurt for breakfast. Yogurt is good for you but not on their plan.
I had ice cream - I was on friggin vacation.
Ugh!
The only good thing - this is all paid for, I won it. However I am going to loose it if they continue to talk to me like I am two.
For Pete's Sake they are telling me I can't eat my favorite food - SUSHI.
The world's healthiest food and I can't have it.
My head is about to pop off.
I worked out for an hour and half tonight I was so steamed.
I think this program is probaly good for people who don't enjoy food or can handle monotony.
I am not that girl - I eat smelt and play practical jokes on my family members.
I am the girl who was pissed she didn't get to eat at her own reception.
I am the girl who wishes she could be a food critic.
I am the girl who needs to go to bed.

The True Story of the Raccoon Who Bites Bootys

So as you know I went to Crivitz w/my aunts .... and we ended the trip with a visit to Goodman park. Which is absolutely beautiful. It has mini waterfalls and great hiking paths, and if you like to canoe you are set.
However, what it doesn't have is lights in it's outdoor bathroom. They are totally wooden and no lights.
So basically you sit on this wooden bench w/a hole in it and go.
I don't mind using port a potties. I used one several times the day before at the craftshow.
However, when I can't see what is in the hole I freak, especially in the woods.
Especially when I have seen more roaming wildlife than I am used to. Did I mention I don't camp?
As we enter said bathroom I freak. My aunt offers to hold the door open to let more light in ... I do this shaking all the while and not letting my booty rest on anything but air. Thank god I have started working out. My aunt is laughing as I wash my hands asking me what I was afraid of.
I said that something might jump up through the hole and bite my butt.
She asks what? I say a raccoon. She asks where I got that idea.
The Great Outdoors w/John Candy.
To which aunt number two says I need to quit watching movies. (Sidenote this comment will be explained in my blog later)
On my second trip to the loo aunt number one pounds the wooden benches in the loo so anything in it runs out and aunt number two holds the door for me again and says you might want to hurry there is a guy outside and he can see you.
I do hurry only to find I am again the victim of a prank.
Moral of the story - raccoons do not live in port a potties no matter how nice.

As Promised Practical Jokes You Can Play While in Crivitz, WI

So back to my story.
Went to Crivitz, WI w/my aunts to attend a huge craft show. Crafts aren't my thing but the chance to hang with my Mom's younger sisters is always one you take.
The are way fun and unique.

First signs that things were going to be trouble.
My two aunts walking behind me at the gas station in Rosendale w/their shorts pulled up to their chests, t-shirts tucked in walking funny.
I should have known when the older one Pennie gave the younger one Tammie a look.
I even said - don't do it ... they did. The official Harrison slash Urkel scary walk.
Nice...

So we get to Crivitz have a lovely hotel room w/a bonus indoor pool. Decide to go get dinner at a place called R Family Restaurant.
I order the smelt basket - I love Wisconsin! They are out, I settle for baked fish.
Isn't that smelt?
No it's not.
As Pennie is in the loo my other aunt and I run to her Avalanche and move it so it looks like we have left. As we are peering around the corner we hear a - tried to trick me huh? Keep in mind we only have two hotel keys. Pennie doesn't have either of them.
Let the games begin.
Prank two:
After dinner we drove around and decided to utilize the pool and hot tub.
My aunts and I were cattily gleeful because all the other women poolside were bigger than we were. To get back at her sister for earlier my aunt Pennie and I take both hotel keys and go back to the room - leaving Tammie who yells at us to let her know when the shower is open.
A few hours later I go get her. hee hee..
Prank three:
It's now my turn. My aunt Pennie recently acquired a tattoo with me.
She wants another one and really wants to get it w/me.
There is a ink shop in Crivitz called That Tattoo Shop. It's on the main drag so we drove by several times joking about getting one.
However I refused for a variety of reasons, the biggest one:
They were drinking outside the shop all wearing various Nascar clothing.
UH NO
Well, my aunt Tammie had other ideas.
As we are heading back to our room Saturday she pulls into the parking lot and says ready to get your tattoo? We are going to pay for it.
My stomach drops. This is the last place I want to get inked at, no offense to Crivitz but if I have to be sober so does the person inking me, thankyou.
She laughs and pulls away.
woo those aunts!
There is more to tell but I will save it for tomorrow.
Stay tuned for the infamous raccoon who bites booties!
And Annie sorry to say no lumber camp for us.
Just a lot of craft stores...

I promise...

I will tell you all about Crivitz.
Just still very tired.
Why you should tune in?
Because I will be sharing all the practical jokes we played on each other.
It was so fun.
Oh and you will find out about raccoons who bite booties.

Crivitz and My Favorite Aunts

Do you know Crivitz?
I do and I went there w/my Aunts.
I have lots of really humorous things to tell but since I have been in a car on and off since 8:30 this morning... I am going to enjoy the sweet company of my two boys and let you in on the party that was our weekend tomorrow.
Oh and if you are ever at a place called Shaver's Supper Club - you have to get the chicken and a brandy old fashioned sweet.
YUM :)

Things that are embarrassing

Ranting on your friend's blog.
Sorry Beth.
Not about her mind you but all the things she is pissed off about too.
Like people you talk about The Fountainhead.
Who cares the book sucks.
How do I know?
The boy who broke my heart in college - his ex gave it to him to read.
And he liked it. They got back together.
Loosers...

Third party politics
'Cause everyone knows it messes shit up for the rest of us.
Come on people.

And finally animal testing.
I own animals therefore...
Not cool
I said it once I will say it again.
Pick on things that can tell you no.

The Atari's

Are my new favorite band.
So beautiful is the lead singer's voice I am longing for my days as a young alternative DJ when I might have the chance to meet them and have absolutely nothing of value to say.
Ahhh...

If you don't have it the new Spiderman soundtrack. A must purchase.
Very nice showcase of some really great baby alternative bands.
Another good cd - 50 First Dates. Basically it's all reggae covers of some really great 80's songs. We all know how I love the 80's. And since I am an official Jamerican - the rhythmn is all good.
Although if 50 First Dates is set in Hawaii?...
UH?
Oh and by the way grammar and spelling out the door.
I have been drinking since 5:30.
My boss's boss thought we should have a wine tasting at Concerts on the Square.
Let's just say her idea of wine tasting means you finish the bottle.
Hoorah!

Please stop raining

I really don't have anything to say but that.
Our summer has been wet and humid.
Hoorah!
Not at all...

Why I hate having a townhouse by Me

Because we have an upstairs.
So hot - air conditioning doesn't travel well. I really shouldn't complain, last year at this time we lived downtown in a house from the 30's with no air conditioning and the stove from hell.
It so warm my poor chubby cat is lying sideways on our computer table looking at me as if to say "why do you hate me so? it's bad enough i must endure the other cat and a dog now this?"
And our poor dog - we don't even had a yard big enough to give the guy a prerequisite Walmart kiddie pool.
I am a terrible animal mom.

I survived...

So I am three for three. I worked out again! And I am staying faithful to the old blog.
I went and worked out sans the husband and though I love him dearly much more productive workout with out him. Although now I need a shower in the worst way and I am very very hungry. Does that defeat the purpose of a workout? Also having a smoothie shop in the same builing as the gym - no good, no good for anyone.
I keep having these nightmares I am going to go on Tuesday and there is going to be a ban on bringing waterbottles into the gym.
You see during my cool down walking the track I dribbled some water. Wasn't sure what to do, so I left it. Now I keep having visions of some poor person falling on the water I spilled. Worse yet as I was leaving on of our company CEO's was coming in with his wife (his first time) and told me he was there to use the track.
Great I injured one of our CEO's.
I'll find out tomorrow, I guess.
oops...

Things that are cool - a friend that doesn't think you are a nerd for having a blog and in fact creates their own after talking to you about yours.
On that same list the first friend who had the blog you read faithfully that made you thing - hmm this seems like a very cool way to well vent.
And there we are.