So I've had feelings for this guy for months...quite a few months really. He has a troubled past (I can hear you now, who doesn't?), and I mean really troubled. His parents really f'd him over when it came to life and a childhood. In spite of all that, he is an AMAZING guy. He has chosen to take the road less traveled, even though it's been harder, and to see the person that he has become is honestly very humbling yet inspiring at the same time. (If you know who this person is, please for the love of God, respect my fragile sense of pride and humility and don't go blabbing the entire contents of this blog to him, my heart is already in pieces, don't smash it further or the poor soul who finally does win me over, is going to have one helluva time with the super glue.)
Last weekend, it happened (don't jump ahead, don't get excited...just hear me out). I came to the nasty and always oh-so-fun realization that the chances of something happening with this guy, as amazing as he is, are about as good as if I wanted to run for President. Nil. He has serious health issues, and his excuse (at least one of them) is that he doesn't want to burden someone else with his problems. He received a rather loud wake up call recently twice over. One was that his team of doctors told him that essentially has a 5 year life expectancy. (Holy crap, can't imagine getting that news at ANY point in life.) The second was one of his good friends from Search and Rescue (yet another thing this guy is involved in outside of his two jobs) died in the fires in Portland over Labor Day Weekend. He immediately went into a tailspin of who would I leave behind? Who would take care of my things and make MY arrangements? Holy crap, I can't even begin to imagine putting those thoughts together, let alone at 24 years old. (Yes, I know, he's younger, I've come to grips with it, move on.) Cut to about 24 hours later in the weekend, and it's as if I never existed...he's pulled this before, dumps a ton of information on me for no other reason (it seems) other than to see if I'll run. Hmmm...maybe (just MAYBE) if you've been telling me these things for almost a year and I haven't gone anywhere, I might be in this for the long haul. But hey, guy logic and girl logic as we all know, are two TOTALLY different things.
I hate to say it but I think the time is past if it isn't passing as we speak. I have no desire to lose this person as a friend, he's amazing and if I ever need anything (and trust me I've needed his help a couple times with things) I know he would do whatever he can to help me out. I don't want to give up hope for something in the future, but I don't want to be sitting here waiting until I'm 40 for him to figure it out either...I'm torn. Have I started looking elsewhere? Of course. Has my roommate pointed someone out to "think about"? yes. Have I started thinking about it? Kinda.
Now, I have this friend a rather good confidant actually, whom I have perfected the art of "the pact" or "priviledge" as we call it. He has known my feelings for this person for what to him I'm sure seems like an eternity. He has encouraged/pushed me to make my feelings known, however I have never felt like the timing has been right.
Does this mean that now is the time? When the guy I have had feelings for is pretty adamant that he won't let himself get into any type of romantic relationship with anybody? What if this isn't just to keep out anybody...what if it's just to keep out me? Am I completely crazy? All of my friends who have met this guy think he's great, all of the signs I've been getting have pointed towards relationship. (Outside opinion says so too...) Yet here I sit, still single, with amazing friends, yet no chance of a romantic relationship on the horizon. Do I give up? Do I soldier through and make my feelings known, knowing that in the long run, it may come back to bite me in the ass? Do I just resign myself to knowing that there is next to no chance for something to happen and move on and continue having an amazing friendship with this person? What do I do?
Any witty reparte (in small doses) is welcome, so is advice, funny comments, etc...I look forward to hearing it all...
Monday, September 8, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Melting Pot
So I've been working on this blog for a few weeks...there have been multiple things running around in my brain, here are just a few snippets that have leaked out today...
WTF.
That's all I have to say...
For anyone who calls my office, I treat you with the utmost respect, until you become irate with me over something I had no business with or are rude to me. Then, I will remain ever the professional, but will not allow you to walk all over me just because you feel you are entitled.
So I have a patient who has had an appointment with Dr. Hammond for today (8/6) for the last 3 weeks. She called me yesterday to say she has a funeral service she is really wishing to attend but it may conflict with her appointment time, do I have anything later in the day. (Now, this is a perfectly legitimate question, however, just a word to the wise, if it already took me 3 weeks to get you in for the day you have, it's most likely, unless there is some act of GOD, going to be another three weeks to get you in.) As it was, when I made this patient's appointment three weeks ago, she was extremely rude to not only me, but called a couple of days later, DEMANDING information that we cannot give to her regarding the test results that a different doctor's office ordered from my co-worker.
When I informed this patient of the fact that I didn't have another appointment with Dr. Hammond for another 3 weeks, I was promptly given an earful. How dare I, did I not understand that someone close to her had died? Was I so unwilling to help her that I couldn't move something else around? Bite me lady.
Now, as chance would have it, I had a cancellation that day, later in the day about 10 minutes after this oh so pleasant woman called me. I seriously debated being a royal pain and not calling her about it, but decided that no matter what, I should be the bigger person and call her. The woman had the audacity to ask me if I could hold the 230 appt for her in case she couldn't make her 1130 one and yet still leave her in the schedule for the 1130. Who does this??? Tell me, where can you call and book two appointment JUST IN CASE you can't make the first one??? So when I told her I couldn't do that, and talked her through the time line for her appointments, she asked me "so basically you need me to choose right now". Uh yeah biatch, that's the idea. (No, I didn't actually say that, but let me tell you, it was tempting!!!)
So, this patient FINALLY shows up for her appointment at 230pm that afternoon, is pissy with me because I was talking to another patient that was checking out instead of her, when I finished with that patient and turned to help her, I swear I was dead, buried and 6 feet under. (Holy crap, where do people like this come from???) I took her paperwork from her, started processing everything like I should, and she informs me that she needs to use the restroom. I say ok, direct her to our restroom, but before she went would she mind if I took care of scanning her insurance cards while she was gone, and she looks at me, sighs and said "I think me using the restroom is a little more important and pressing than you needing my cards." Gives me the insurance cards and leaves for the restroom on the other end of the floor from our office. When she comes back, I am on the phone with a patient. She sees me on the phone, knws I need to take her co-pay, and literally THROWS her credit card at me to take care of it for her. I politely run it (for the correct amount, I wasn't THAT stupid.) hand her everthing back, and since my doc knew the situation with this patient, I went into her office, waited politely/patiently until she got off the phone/finished dictating (I can't remember which now) and told her to promptly "get that woman out of my waiting room". Thankfully, we will never have to see that patient in our office again.
Another thought....
Today I thought of another thing that will annoy almost any receptionist/secretary/admin assitant/person who answers the phone. Speakerphone. It has it's time and place. It's fine to place your initial call on it and pick up as soon as you hear someone pick up, we all do that. However, it is NOT okay to conduct an entire conversation on it. So, once you hear my friendly voice say "CCVSA this is Jolene"....TAKE ME OFF IT.
So since moving, I have developed a new form of a social life...I actually have an active one. Entirely TOO active! I have managed to book myself solid for almost a month and a half straight. What a rough problem to have right? Bummer, folks want to spend time with me. HOwever, I have discovered the cost of being so overbooked. Sheer exauhstion and money loss. Going out is great and fun, but sadly normally costs more than I remember or am willing to spend, yet I go along with it and don't say anything. Definitely time to reign it it for a while. Thankfully next week, outside of three previously planned engagements, I am keeping myself open, if you want to come hang out for a couple hours at my house, give me a call, see what's going on. Otherwise, I will be stayin' in next week!!!
Talk to y'all later...
WTF.
That's all I have to say...
For anyone who calls my office, I treat you with the utmost respect, until you become irate with me over something I had no business with or are rude to me. Then, I will remain ever the professional, but will not allow you to walk all over me just because you feel you are entitled.
So I have a patient who has had an appointment with Dr. Hammond for today (8/6) for the last 3 weeks. She called me yesterday to say she has a funeral service she is really wishing to attend but it may conflict with her appointment time, do I have anything later in the day. (Now, this is a perfectly legitimate question, however, just a word to the wise, if it already took me 3 weeks to get you in for the day you have, it's most likely, unless there is some act of GOD, going to be another three weeks to get you in.) As it was, when I made this patient's appointment three weeks ago, she was extremely rude to not only me, but called a couple of days later, DEMANDING information that we cannot give to her regarding the test results that a different doctor's office ordered from my co-worker.
When I informed this patient of the fact that I didn't have another appointment with Dr. Hammond for another 3 weeks, I was promptly given an earful. How dare I, did I not understand that someone close to her had died? Was I so unwilling to help her that I couldn't move something else around? Bite me lady.
Now, as chance would have it, I had a cancellation that day, later in the day about 10 minutes after this oh so pleasant woman called me. I seriously debated being a royal pain and not calling her about it, but decided that no matter what, I should be the bigger person and call her. The woman had the audacity to ask me if I could hold the 230 appt for her in case she couldn't make her 1130 one and yet still leave her in the schedule for the 1130. Who does this??? Tell me, where can you call and book two appointment JUST IN CASE you can't make the first one??? So when I told her I couldn't do that, and talked her through the time line for her appointments, she asked me "so basically you need me to choose right now". Uh yeah biatch, that's the idea. (No, I didn't actually say that, but let me tell you, it was tempting!!!)
So, this patient FINALLY shows up for her appointment at 230pm that afternoon, is pissy with me because I was talking to another patient that was checking out instead of her, when I finished with that patient and turned to help her, I swear I was dead, buried and 6 feet under. (Holy crap, where do people like this come from???) I took her paperwork from her, started processing everything like I should, and she informs me that she needs to use the restroom. I say ok, direct her to our restroom, but before she went would she mind if I took care of scanning her insurance cards while she was gone, and she looks at me, sighs and said "I think me using the restroom is a little more important and pressing than you needing my cards." Gives me the insurance cards and leaves for the restroom on the other end of the floor from our office. When she comes back, I am on the phone with a patient. She sees me on the phone, knws I need to take her co-pay, and literally THROWS her credit card at me to take care of it for her. I politely run it (for the correct amount, I wasn't THAT stupid.) hand her everthing back, and since my doc knew the situation with this patient, I went into her office, waited politely/patiently until she got off the phone/finished dictating (I can't remember which now) and told her to promptly "get that woman out of my waiting room". Thankfully, we will never have to see that patient in our office again.
Another thought....
Today I thought of another thing that will annoy almost any receptionist/secretary/admin assitant/person who answers the phone. Speakerphone. It has it's time and place. It's fine to place your initial call on it and pick up as soon as you hear someone pick up, we all do that. However, it is NOT okay to conduct an entire conversation on it. So, once you hear my friendly voice say "CCVSA this is Jolene"....TAKE ME OFF IT.
So since moving, I have developed a new form of a social life...I actually have an active one. Entirely TOO active! I have managed to book myself solid for almost a month and a half straight. What a rough problem to have right? Bummer, folks want to spend time with me. HOwever, I have discovered the cost of being so overbooked. Sheer exauhstion and money loss. Going out is great and fun, but sadly normally costs more than I remember or am willing to spend, yet I go along with it and don't say anything. Definitely time to reign it it for a while. Thankfully next week, outside of three previously planned engagements, I am keeping myself open, if you want to come hang out for a couple hours at my house, give me a call, see what's going on. Otherwise, I will be stayin' in next week!!!
Talk to y'all later...
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Because you had a bad day...
You ever just have one of those days? You oversleep, get to work late, stuck behind a semi (or whatever else is annoying the heck out of you on the road), traffic is bad, people at work are cranky, all compiling into your day...
Well, welcome to Jolene's day 4/9/08. Oversleep? Check! Get to work late? Check! Stuck behind a teeny tiny car that is going 40 in the fast lane? Check! People call in sick to work? Check! Doctor get called away to a HUGE emergency surgery that ate up 3/4 of our day? CHECK! Get slammed with patients at the end of the day because the doctor didn't want you to cancel them because she thought she would be back in time? DOUBLE CHECK! Have an ultrasound tech who's kids are at daycare and an ex husband who is out of town, along with two ultrasound techs who refuse to come help you out and your doctor is going nuts because we are about to be w/o an ultrasound tech? CHECK!
I ran my ASS off all day. My doctor gets called away, that means I had almost an entire afternoon of people to reschedule, all before their appointment which for the most part, was within the next hour to hour in a half. I can't take all the credit, I had some amazing help, Paula is amazing, and without her, I would never have been able to get ahold of the folks I needed to. I was frustrated, fed up with patients who had appointments for something that was not a pressing medical issue, but were severely annoyed that I had to tell them that since Dr. Hammond was called away to EMERGENCY surgery...wouldn't you want the doctor to drop and run for you???
I finally am able to leave work to head to Louisville to meet with my women's group. The one thing to rescue my day...margaritas, girlfriends and Chipotle. In that order. Well no, girlfriends, margaritas and THEN Chipotle.
Then when I get done with the girls, which was a great version of therapy by the way, (complete with the "re-enactment") I got my stuff together, put on my coat, check the phone and found the thing that made my entire day...a text message, and this is what it said:
U were gr8t 2 day. Thnx.
It was from Dr. Hammond. I'm sorry, did I have a problem today?
Well, welcome to Jolene's day 4/9/08. Oversleep? Check! Get to work late? Check! Stuck behind a teeny tiny car that is going 40 in the fast lane? Check! People call in sick to work? Check! Doctor get called away to a HUGE emergency surgery that ate up 3/4 of our day? CHECK! Get slammed with patients at the end of the day because the doctor didn't want you to cancel them because she thought she would be back in time? DOUBLE CHECK! Have an ultrasound tech who's kids are at daycare and an ex husband who is out of town, along with two ultrasound techs who refuse to come help you out and your doctor is going nuts because we are about to be w/o an ultrasound tech? CHECK!
I ran my ASS off all day. My doctor gets called away, that means I had almost an entire afternoon of people to reschedule, all before their appointment which for the most part, was within the next hour to hour in a half. I can't take all the credit, I had some amazing help, Paula is amazing, and without her, I would never have been able to get ahold of the folks I needed to. I was frustrated, fed up with patients who had appointments for something that was not a pressing medical issue, but were severely annoyed that I had to tell them that since Dr. Hammond was called away to EMERGENCY surgery...wouldn't you want the doctor to drop and run for you???
I finally am able to leave work to head to Louisville to meet with my women's group. The one thing to rescue my day...margaritas, girlfriends and Chipotle. In that order. Well no, girlfriends, margaritas and THEN Chipotle.
Then when I get done with the girls, which was a great version of therapy by the way, (complete with the "re-enactment") I got my stuff together, put on my coat, check the phone and found the thing that made my entire day...a text message, and this is what it said:
U were gr8t 2 day. Thnx.
It was from Dr. Hammond. I'm sorry, did I have a problem today?
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Sigh...
So here I sit, on a beautiful Sunday afternoon (my last one of freedom for a while I might add) and I should be outside loving the fall weather, going for a drive in the mountains, taking Baxter for a walk...SOMETHING.
Instead, I sit here in my room, writing my blog, flipping between football, Spiderman and Comedy Central. I should be getting laundry done, my room cleaned up, because since I got home from Cali (over a week or so ago) I have yet to finish unpacking, do laundry and make sure I have clean clothes for work tomorrow.
All this makes me wonder, am I just plain lazy lately or am I slipping back into depression again? I for the love of God hope not, as I can't stand being on the meds it takes to "even you out". I don't feel like things in life are out of control, I don't feel like my life is going nowhere fast, or any of the things that I was going through before when I fought it off and won. Maybe I need more sunshine, maybe more exercise, maybe a new life challenge...maybe what? I'm working on going to the gym more (really, I am.), I'm starting a new part time job next week, and yet...I feel somewhat lost and confused right now and I don't know if it's because of where I'm at, or what.
Is it because I'm really trying to be frugal and save money and pay bills and therefore lack of funds means lack of fun? Or is it because I am still feeling so overwhielmed by living where I am, that nothing but freedom will change my outlook on things???
I'm over feeling this way, but I'm really beginning to wonder what it's going to take to help me get over the "hump" if I'm really in a rut...
Instead, I sit here in my room, writing my blog, flipping between football, Spiderman and Comedy Central. I should be getting laundry done, my room cleaned up, because since I got home from Cali (over a week or so ago) I have yet to finish unpacking, do laundry and make sure I have clean clothes for work tomorrow.
All this makes me wonder, am I just plain lazy lately or am I slipping back into depression again? I for the love of God hope not, as I can't stand being on the meds it takes to "even you out". I don't feel like things in life are out of control, I don't feel like my life is going nowhere fast, or any of the things that I was going through before when I fought it off and won. Maybe I need more sunshine, maybe more exercise, maybe a new life challenge...maybe what? I'm working on going to the gym more (really, I am.), I'm starting a new part time job next week, and yet...I feel somewhat lost and confused right now and I don't know if it's because of where I'm at, or what.
Is it because I'm really trying to be frugal and save money and pay bills and therefore lack of funds means lack of fun? Or is it because I am still feeling so overwhielmed by living where I am, that nothing but freedom will change my outlook on things???
I'm over feeling this way, but I'm really beginning to wonder what it's going to take to help me get over the "hump" if I'm really in a rut...
10/30/07 - Here We Go Again...
Okay...so I've been working for my docs for almost two years now (it will be two years in February) I can't believe it's gone by that fast.
In two years, cost of living has increased (anybody else feel that??) but has my paycheck? Nope. I have been trying to pay things off, not ring up more debt, but life is expensive and doing it on just my check from the MD's...just not cutting it.
I worked at two jobs for at least 3 if not really close to 4 years, and at one point landed myself in the hospital for surgery, and at another point, wound up driving all over tim-buk-tu eating up gas and therefore my paycheck. So taking on a second job again was quite literally close to the bottom of my "want to do again" list.
I already drive all over the dang city for my job w/the docs, what with being between the two offices during the week, so sure, why not add something to my plate?
Yup, I did it, I went and got a second job tonight. I actually applied for it over a month ago, but apparently their computer system was down and the people never got my email until the week I was in California, she called and we set up tonight's interview. If you could actually call it an interview.
I am now the latest addition to the team at the Golden branch of Camp Bow Wow. Sounds fun right? You're right. Unless I get stuck with doody duty. Where else do you get PAID to play with pups all day and then go home w/o the mess waiting for you there?
Anyways, I'm only working there 4 hours on Saturdays and Sundays just to help pay some more stuff off so I can MOVE!!! I will be working the early shift (I know what you're thinking...she's nuts, she's too much of a night owl), but before you say too much, I'm off by 1130 so my nights are free! Yay!
Well...Camp Bow Wow Campers...here I come!
In two years, cost of living has increased (anybody else feel that??) but has my paycheck? Nope. I have been trying to pay things off, not ring up more debt, but life is expensive and doing it on just my check from the MD's...just not cutting it.
I worked at two jobs for at least 3 if not really close to 4 years, and at one point landed myself in the hospital for surgery, and at another point, wound up driving all over tim-buk-tu eating up gas and therefore my paycheck. So taking on a second job again was quite literally close to the bottom of my "want to do again" list.
I already drive all over the dang city for my job w/the docs, what with being between the two offices during the week, so sure, why not add something to my plate?
Yup, I did it, I went and got a second job tonight. I actually applied for it over a month ago, but apparently their computer system was down and the people never got my email until the week I was in California, she called and we set up tonight's interview. If you could actually call it an interview.
I am now the latest addition to the team at the Golden branch of Camp Bow Wow. Sounds fun right? You're right. Unless I get stuck with doody duty. Where else do you get PAID to play with pups all day and then go home w/o the mess waiting for you there?
Anyways, I'm only working there 4 hours on Saturdays and Sundays just to help pay some more stuff off so I can MOVE!!! I will be working the early shift (I know what you're thinking...she's nuts, she's too much of a night owl), but before you say too much, I'm off by 1130 so my nights are free! Yay!
Well...Camp Bow Wow Campers...here I come!
9/3/07 - Office Crap
Okay...this blog has been stewing for just over a week...it's just taken me that long to gather my thoughts and make them make some sort of sense...
I go to work, I show up, I do a good job (or at least I try and it seems like there are no complaints, I have never been "talked to" about my work), and for the most part, I actually enjoy what I do. However, we all have them...the co-worker who drives us absolutely crazy. I have one who absolutely drives me NUTS. When I started, this person was one of the two/three that trained me on how to do my job. After being with my company for a few months, I figured some things out on my own (I'm not completely dense) about them, was (unwillingly) informed of details of their personal life that ended up directly affecting me because of the in office relationship they were in.
Since that relationship was blown out of the water (due to their own stupidity, not due to me doing anything, contrary to what the person believes.) this person has made not only my life, but everyone in the office's lives a living nightmare. Over the course of the last two and a half weeks, this has gotten even worse. It seems that every thirty seconds I'm turning around and THERE THEY ARE.
I am an emotional person everywhere but at work. Or at least I try my damndest not to be emotional at work. However, when you have someone who will NOT leave you alone to do your job and keeps trying to make you fail so that they can gloat over you gets to be too much. I lost it twice at work in the last two weeks, and that pisses me off.
Once was at the office where this person was, but thank god my office is back in a corner, so I was able to have my moment, let only the two people I care to know about it know, and then could deal with it on my own. The second was at the other office (my preferred office) while discussing it with my co-worker that knows everything. (LOVE HER.)
This has gotten under my skin quite badly, and even had me looking for another job at one point last week. I didn't apply for anything, but I sure did look at what else is out there to see if I have a couple options out there. I don't want to leave my job, I love my co-workers (except for the one that's the problem), I love the two doctors I work for, but for crying out loud, why, if I'm doing my job to the best that I can POSSIBLY do, and you know that I'm good at what I do, would you want to drive me away? Oh right, because you get your jollies by making other people's lives a nightmare. Oh, and because you HAVE to have your hand in everything that goes on in the office.
This co-worker is also good at making an attempt at a pre-emptive strike before you finally say something to them putting this person on the defensive. Example: asks me what's wrong (because I'm unusually quiet in the office, and let's face it, I'm not that quiet normally), in front of at least 6 other people in the break room. How unprofessional is this? If you know someone is upset with you, pull them aside, and deal with the situation between the two of you. I'm not going to fall for this and embarrass my co-workers, let alone myself, by starting something with you in front of them that has nothing to do with them. It's none of their business and I don't need the office to know all of my business. However, if you don't quit cornering me, guess what, back off or one of these days I'm just going to strike out at you (verbally) like a cornered, rabid dog.
Step the f*ck off.
I go to work, I show up, I do a good job (or at least I try and it seems like there are no complaints, I have never been "talked to" about my work), and for the most part, I actually enjoy what I do. However, we all have them...the co-worker who drives us absolutely crazy. I have one who absolutely drives me NUTS. When I started, this person was one of the two/three that trained me on how to do my job. After being with my company for a few months, I figured some things out on my own (I'm not completely dense) about them, was (unwillingly) informed of details of their personal life that ended up directly affecting me because of the in office relationship they were in.
Since that relationship was blown out of the water (due to their own stupidity, not due to me doing anything, contrary to what the person believes.) this person has made not only my life, but everyone in the office's lives a living nightmare. Over the course of the last two and a half weeks, this has gotten even worse. It seems that every thirty seconds I'm turning around and THERE THEY ARE.
I am an emotional person everywhere but at work. Or at least I try my damndest not to be emotional at work. However, when you have someone who will NOT leave you alone to do your job and keeps trying to make you fail so that they can gloat over you gets to be too much. I lost it twice at work in the last two weeks, and that pisses me off.
Once was at the office where this person was, but thank god my office is back in a corner, so I was able to have my moment, let only the two people I care to know about it know, and then could deal with it on my own. The second was at the other office (my preferred office) while discussing it with my co-worker that knows everything. (LOVE HER.)
This has gotten under my skin quite badly, and even had me looking for another job at one point last week. I didn't apply for anything, but I sure did look at what else is out there to see if I have a couple options out there. I don't want to leave my job, I love my co-workers (except for the one that's the problem), I love the two doctors I work for, but for crying out loud, why, if I'm doing my job to the best that I can POSSIBLY do, and you know that I'm good at what I do, would you want to drive me away? Oh right, because you get your jollies by making other people's lives a nightmare. Oh, and because you HAVE to have your hand in everything that goes on in the office.
This co-worker is also good at making an attempt at a pre-emptive strike before you finally say something to them putting this person on the defensive. Example: asks me what's wrong (because I'm unusually quiet in the office, and let's face it, I'm not that quiet normally), in front of at least 6 other people in the break room. How unprofessional is this? If you know someone is upset with you, pull them aside, and deal with the situation between the two of you. I'm not going to fall for this and embarrass my co-workers, let alone myself, by starting something with you in front of them that has nothing to do with them. It's none of their business and I don't need the office to know all of my business. However, if you don't quit cornering me, guess what, back off or one of these days I'm just going to strike out at you (verbally) like a cornered, rabid dog.
Step the f*ck off.
If this is a preview... 9/15/07
...then I'm scared for the main feature.
My parents' 34th wedding anniversary is today. My dad (the romantic that he is) calls me at work last week and says, how cool would it be to surprise Mom with a party for our anniversary and while we're there, have Kurt re-marry us and renew our vows? I immediatly got choked up. How freakin' cute is this?
So my mind immediately kicks into overdrive, and sends me into a whole other dimension of planning a party. This one is special...it means something a little more. Music, flowers, food, people, timing, secrets. Dear Lord, give me strength to make it through this week!
Let me give you a basic timeline of how this shindig was pulled off...
Phone calls were made last Saturday. Melissa and I were at the florist on Monday (sidenote, don't go to the Flowerama on 80th and Sheridan), orders placed and paid for. Wednesday food and cake were ordered and confirmed. Thursday the meltdown with the florist (hence the reason not to go there and if you do, deal ONLY with Amanda, she's the only one who seems to know what she's doing) happened which set me off for the next few hours. Oh, and that little "tiff" with the florist...triggered a migraine. Joy. Not only stress, but pain. Thursday night, driving all over southern Denver looking for the right flowers for the top of the cake. No luck. Headache getting worse. Friday morning, holy crap, my head feels like it's in a vice. Call in to work, roll over and go right back to sleep. Wake up around 1030, shower get dressed, even with a minor migraine (at this point in time), still have crap that needs to get done.
Long story slightly long...pulled it off.
Mom was shocked at the fact that we got her with something like this, Kurt did his thing, good times were had by all.
I"m sure I'll be posting a bucnh of pictures etc here in a little bit, but until then rest assured, if ever the right man comes along, it will take some serious convincing to make me want to plan a large wedding.
If planning a mini-non wedding for 20 people was this much work, I can only imagine how much work a wedding can be and to that I have a one word response.
VEGAS.
Hope you all have a great rest of your weekend, I'm off for a nap.
PS: The video that was made for the party today turned out great, thank you to Becky Duran for helping me into the wee hours to make it look as good as it does. It's posted in my videos.
My parents' 34th wedding anniversary is today. My dad (the romantic that he is) calls me at work last week and says, how cool would it be to surprise Mom with a party for our anniversary and while we're there, have Kurt re-marry us and renew our vows? I immediatly got choked up. How freakin' cute is this?
So my mind immediately kicks into overdrive, and sends me into a whole other dimension of planning a party. This one is special...it means something a little more. Music, flowers, food, people, timing, secrets. Dear Lord, give me strength to make it through this week!
Let me give you a basic timeline of how this shindig was pulled off...
Phone calls were made last Saturday. Melissa and I were at the florist on Monday (sidenote, don't go to the Flowerama on 80th and Sheridan), orders placed and paid for. Wednesday food and cake were ordered and confirmed. Thursday the meltdown with the florist (hence the reason not to go there and if you do, deal ONLY with Amanda, she's the only one who seems to know what she's doing) happened which set me off for the next few hours. Oh, and that little "tiff" with the florist...triggered a migraine. Joy. Not only stress, but pain. Thursday night, driving all over southern Denver looking for the right flowers for the top of the cake. No luck. Headache getting worse. Friday morning, holy crap, my head feels like it's in a vice. Call in to work, roll over and go right back to sleep. Wake up around 1030, shower get dressed, even with a minor migraine (at this point in time), still have crap that needs to get done.
Long story slightly long...pulled it off.
Mom was shocked at the fact that we got her with something like this, Kurt did his thing, good times were had by all.
I"m sure I'll be posting a bucnh of pictures etc here in a little bit, but until then rest assured, if ever the right man comes along, it will take some serious convincing to make me want to plan a large wedding.
If planning a mini-non wedding for 20 people was this much work, I can only imagine how much work a wedding can be and to that I have a one word response.
VEGAS.
Hope you all have a great rest of your weekend, I'm off for a nap.
PS: The video that was made for the party today turned out great, thank you to Becky Duran for helping me into the wee hours to make it look as good as it does. It's posted in my videos.
Humanity and my recent lack of faith in it. 8/27/07
Okay, so I need rant.
One of my best girlfriends from college is going through an extremely rough time right now, and the thing that is making her life miserable is someone who is single-handedly proving to me that there really are such assholes out there in the world.
If you choose to show up to a party that you weren't invited to, proceed to mainline a large quantity of alcohol that you provided yourself, try to start something with party guests (who WERE invited), then struggle to get out an already blocked door and manage to fall and whack yourself on your head, you deserve it.
I do honestly feel bad that you are now permanently disabled from being able to work. However, why should my friend, who's party YOU crashed, have to foot the bill for your stupidity? You are the one who sold insurance for a living BUT CHOSE NOT TO CARRY ANY OF YOUR OWN!!!
Hey dumbass...yours is comin'.
8/24/07
So here I sit, on a Friday night, at home, in pj's and it's 930pm. Some moments I feel like a complete loser for doing just this and then I think about how I'm trying to remember that I don't care what the world thinks. Yeah, that's a whole heckuva lot easier to say than do!
I also just this second realized I didn't call my best friend back tonight. I'm a dork. Cher, I'm so sorry!
This week has been interesting in ways, it was a basic week at work, no big deal, finished housesitting for a friend on Sunday, picked her up from the airport, had a GREAT dinner and conversation, yet somehow, something feels like it's missing from my week. Maybe it's the fact that for the first time in a LONG time, I have not had something going on every night this week. How sad am I that while I am so glad to have a life and friends that keep me busy, I'm thrilled with having some time to just relax and not have to be somewhere each night. Now, that being said, you would have thought, hey, if she has all this time on her hands, she would have gotten caught up on all the crap that we all have to deal with on a daily basis, like laundry, clean the bathroom, vacuuming, etc etc etc. Yeah, no. I was a lazy bum this week. AND IT FELT GLORIOUS!!!
I am by no means trying to say that I am sick of spending time with my friends. I am lucky to have amazing friends who actually want to spent their valuable time with me. I am in no way trying to say "hey, quit calling me and wanting to do stuff...I'm going to go be a hermit for a week", I'm just saying, it's nice to be able to come home, kick my shoes off at the door, throw my bag on the couch, kick back, and do NOTHING if I want to.
Crap, this all makes me feel and sound old. I always swore I would never grow up. Oh well, turning 29 and working will do that to you. Can't I just go back to being in college where the "real world" is after graduation, which would be at a quarter to never? I watched the movie "Van Wilder" this past weekend. Minus one scene (if you've seen the movie, you know which one I'm talking about), I could totally identify with the guy who didn't want to leave collge. Who in their right mind, would?
On a completely seperate note, I went car shopping tonight. Hallelujah, the wagon is on the market for new owner. Know anyone who wants a used stations wagon? Ahh...memories of the Shaggin' Wagon (yes, Allison, that was a direct steal from you and the van)...crashing Brew At the Zoo, Bek's bachelorette party, there are more I'm sure. I am a girl in the market for a car that is actually something that looks like a car that a 29 year old single woman WITHOUT CHILDREN would drive around. I can't discredit the car, I was (and still am) very lucky to have been given this car in my hour of need. Now, my hour of need has changed from needing that car, to needing someone to buy the car from me. Any takers?
Okay, I have already fallen asleep at my computer (and no, I'm not in bed with the laptop this time, I'm actually sitting at a table with the laptop on it) once, and I"m sure there would be more, however I am calling it good, and am headed for bed.
Adios all.
J
I also just this second realized I didn't call my best friend back tonight. I'm a dork. Cher, I'm so sorry!
This week has been interesting in ways, it was a basic week at work, no big deal, finished housesitting for a friend on Sunday, picked her up from the airport, had a GREAT dinner and conversation, yet somehow, something feels like it's missing from my week. Maybe it's the fact that for the first time in a LONG time, I have not had something going on every night this week. How sad am I that while I am so glad to have a life and friends that keep me busy, I'm thrilled with having some time to just relax and not have to be somewhere each night. Now, that being said, you would have thought, hey, if she has all this time on her hands, she would have gotten caught up on all the crap that we all have to deal with on a daily basis, like laundry, clean the bathroom, vacuuming, etc etc etc. Yeah, no. I was a lazy bum this week. AND IT FELT GLORIOUS!!!
I am by no means trying to say that I am sick of spending time with my friends. I am lucky to have amazing friends who actually want to spent their valuable time with me. I am in no way trying to say "hey, quit calling me and wanting to do stuff...I'm going to go be a hermit for a week", I'm just saying, it's nice to be able to come home, kick my shoes off at the door, throw my bag on the couch, kick back, and do NOTHING if I want to.
Crap, this all makes me feel and sound old. I always swore I would never grow up. Oh well, turning 29 and working will do that to you. Can't I just go back to being in college where the "real world" is after graduation, which would be at a quarter to never? I watched the movie "Van Wilder" this past weekend. Minus one scene (if you've seen the movie, you know which one I'm talking about), I could totally identify with the guy who didn't want to leave collge. Who in their right mind, would?
On a completely seperate note, I went car shopping tonight. Hallelujah, the wagon is on the market for new owner. Know anyone who wants a used stations wagon? Ahh...memories of the Shaggin' Wagon (yes, Allison, that was a direct steal from you and the van)...crashing Brew At the Zoo, Bek's bachelorette party, there are more I'm sure. I am a girl in the market for a car that is actually something that looks like a car that a 29 year old single woman WITHOUT CHILDREN would drive around. I can't discredit the car, I was (and still am) very lucky to have been given this car in my hour of need. Now, my hour of need has changed from needing that car, to needing someone to buy the car from me. Any takers?
Okay, I have already fallen asleep at my computer (and no, I'm not in bed with the laptop this time, I'm actually sitting at a table with the laptop on it) once, and I"m sure there would be more, however I am calling it good, and am headed for bed.
Adios all.
J
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Sad sad sad...
As most know, I broke up with my ex in January, and have been happy with my decision, have never second guessed myself. I never meant to hurt him, and when things were ended, I sincerely wished him the best.
Flash forward 6 months, I sign on to AIM, and the wonderful little alert lets me know I have 33 messages in my email. Now, this is the email address that I rarely check, because honestly, AOL mail drives me nutty. I figure, hmmm...33 messages, probably should go weed through all the forwards from my mother. I open up my email, and lo and be-freakin-hold...I find an email from my ex.
I'll be honest, the whole thing took me by complete surprise. Haven't heard/seen/anything from the guy in 6 months (which is fine, that's what happens when you break up), and here he is in my email box.
It was a picture of him with his new girlfriend and then the words "u so lost out".
WHATEVER.
Flash forward 6 months, I sign on to AIM, and the wonderful little alert lets me know I have 33 messages in my email. Now, this is the email address that I rarely check, because honestly, AOL mail drives me nutty. I figure, hmmm...33 messages, probably should go weed through all the forwards from my mother. I open up my email, and lo and be-freakin-hold...I find an email from my ex.
I'll be honest, the whole thing took me by complete surprise. Haven't heard/seen/anything from the guy in 6 months (which is fine, that's what happens when you break up), and here he is in my email box.
It was a picture of him with his new girlfriend and then the words "u so lost out".
WHATEVER.
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