Puts Things Into Perspective

AndEverythingWillBringAChainOfLOve

It's been quite a while since I've blogged, more than a month- which is due in part to my new job that I started at the beginning of July. I've been working at Wachovia-Wells Fargo in the foreclosure department. All of the foreclosure specialists (who I am supposedly considered to become) are extremely busy, as you can imagine. Myself and the other four new employees are pretty much glorified assistants making copies, sending faxes, and sitting beside our designated specialist watching them type into programs while we struggle to stay awake.

Last weekend I started having spontaneous cramping that became more consistent on Monday when I was at work. It was so bad I could barely walk or stand up when it was in effect. Tuesday I scheduled an appointment with my doctor and he said that everything looked normal, I took this information as a relief until I woke up Wednesday at 5am with more terrible cramping. I went back to bed only to wake up again with more minor but steady cramping. I went to work for two hours until I started feeling nauseous from the pain and drove myself to the hospital. After multiple tests, a liquid diet, and an overnight stay they sent me packing with no prognosis. The bed rest and fluids for two days made me feel better and I was almost in belief that the cramps were gone until this morning at 4a.m when they returned at the worst they've ever been. My stomach felt like the bones had been shattered for about 30 minutes until I passed out and woke up today feeling achy but close to normal. It is the oddest thing.

Brian has been amazing helping out: staying by my side at the hospital, bringing me tylenol, constantly getting me water, exercising and feeding Piper, and still managing to get through his work days. Like always, I'm reminded that I am a lucky girl to have such a great man by my side. I think both of us are more than ready for a relaxing weekend.

On the weekends this month you can find me working on my new Fall/Winter collection. I thank Sonia from La Vie Est magazine for motivating this. They are interested in featuring me as their Jacksonville Designer next issue if I can pull off this three weekend sewing stint based on $100 worth of fabric. I'm staying hopeful.

The idea is Boho Rock Show. We'll see how the finished collection turns out.

Brian just called from work and asked if I could please dig his non-winning Jaguar lotto tickets out of the trash. Let me inform you that Brian, a season ticket holder, will buy almost anything associated with the Jaguars as an effort to "support the cause." In this case, the cause is education. But I will say he won his money back plus some. And apparently he just found out he can enter his losing tickets into an online contest...... apparently a little garbage is no obstacle to his determination.

I once stayed after to help dig my best friend's retainer out of the lunch trash cans at school. I guess I can take a peek at our own garbage.... The things we do for love.

WorstDate.EVER.

Yesterday evening when my boyfriend got home we decided to go on a quick excursion. He ran while I followed on my bike with the pup, who was frantically trying to catch up with him. Along the way there was definitely a house cooking Italian, and the smell followed us for a good block. When it came time to choose a place for dinner last night we both suggested Italian... I can only imagine why. Trying to save money we pulled out the coupon magazine and decided to try a place called Milano's. Monday nights are $6.99 lasagna nights. Perfect.

These were the events that eventually led us into The Worst Date Ever.

We got sat in a booth behind an older couple in their early 50s. It didn't take much ease-dropping to figure out that this was their first date, as he was asking her twenty questions about what she liked and didn't like. Valuable information such as, not to drink the water in Mexico, foot rubs are good sleep inducers, and how he got his middle name, were also thrown out on the table by this idiotic man. Unfortunately for my boyfriend, I was all ears on the table behind us and could barely finish my dinner in an effort to catch every blunder this man was making. He asked if it was okay to clean his ears and continued to do so. He told her he has been used in the past: used by getting late night calls from women who could not fall asleep. He said he's whispered his old tax returns word for word into his willing victims ears on the other line until they were snoring fast asleep. How romantic.

At this point I'm asking my boyfriend why he's never offered to do that.

As dinner is winding down, his date asks the server for a take out box, and I'm vaguely disappointed my trip as their secret third wheel is ending. The man warns his date that she better not take home her food and scarf it down because she was trying to be dainty and feminine in front of him. He also suggests that if she finishes it now maybe they can go get a nice, little ice cream cone.

We get pay our check and leave before the lady has time to file a restraining order.

WhatAGirlWants

I woke up craving the everything bagel that I had been eyeing on the kitchen counter before I went to sleep last night... I also wanted a large glass of milk.

After a healthy dose of calcium, I can feel it in my bones that it's going to be a selfish morning committed to sitting on the couch in my pajamas thinking of things that I want. places I want to go, and things I want to see. I've never done this before but I think I will thoroughly enjoy it. Besides, plans for Memorial Day were to beach it but the weather is not coinciding with my decision. Instead I sit here at the computer, enjoy the day off, and make a list of these self-interest and largely unrealistic items I want right now.

1. 4 Door Jeep Wrangler

2. Chunky Gold Watch

3. Watermelon

4. Another puppy

5. Go hiking in the mountains

6. Bar hop in Key West

It'sTheStoryOfTheTwoAlwaysOntheMove

UXUA CASA Hotel

I ran across this gem on my Elle homepage one day and don't believe a day has passed since I've refrained from drooling over this hotel's lavish website. In all honesty, the day dreams that extend upon this exotic wonderment are probably unhealthy. I've selfishly been debating on sharing this secret Brazilian hotel with the public in fear that somebody else will have a chance to visit before me. One day, Uxua... one day you and I will meet. And it will be amazing.

Richard & Banroft

I feel as though I have been living at Whisky River lately. I close tonight so I won't get out till close to 2a.m and then I'll be there for a double tomorrow 10a.m to 10 or 11p.m. Luke Bryan and Dale Earnheart Jr. will be there tonight. I'm not a huge fan of either, but at least it will make the night a little interesting while I close the place down. I might bring a sleeping bag in my car so I can crash in one of the booths with my boots on... just kidding. Maybe.

I want to send out a public apology to my friends. And everyone in general... I'm sorry if you feel like I'm scheduling you in when you DO see me. But, in the nicest way possible, that's exactly what I'm having to do. Work shifts are long and I'm not sitting at a desk, but I'm constantly running around on my feet serving other people, usually with nothing to eat all day but the trail mix I stow away in my purse.

Most of you have real jobs and work during the day so while I'm free you're not. When I'm not working I'm thinking about when I can be sewing next. If you've seen me you can confirm that I don't even have time to sit out and get a tan. Once this show is over, I will slowly get back to having a real life... until then. Please be okay with the phone call, coffee, or bite to eat that I can grab with you. I do miss you.

Fashion Show is May 1st in Five Points at the Old Theater. You can get tickets through Nikki Todd at NikkiTik@gmail.com and pick them up at Two Blondes and A Guy Salon near the Town Center. Or, pay for them via paypal and get them at Will Call. Hope to see everyone there!