Thursday, October 13, 2011

New job

I got a new job! I think this is a good thing. I hope it is a good thing. While I can not imagine anything better than working from home I also think it may get lonely but I'm givng it a shot and we'll see how it goes. I'll start on the 26th. I'm glad to be leaving here as this is a terribly negative place and I don't see myself being happy here.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Extensive update

I do not like my brand new federal government job. At all. Well, I like the money, but the lesson learned is that sometimes it's not worth the money and I don't think this is. Anyway, I've been here since Valentine's Day and I'm already exploring other job possibilities with three outstanding applications so far. Of course I'm in no hurry this time and I'm going to be sure that I will have a good chance of actually liking the job before I change jobs again. I just want to have a job that I enjoy going to everyday and that I will enjoy for a least several years if not the rest of my working years all together. I just don't think I have the ability to stay at a job I do not like just for the money and the benefits. I don't have that in me. My mom did it but I can't. Speaking of my mom:

That there is one of my favorite pictures of all time. I wish I knew my mom then.

Here is evidence of Dad firing the gun in the house:

Other happenings: We went to the Beale Street Music festival April 29-May 1 with Johnny and Ben and had a wonderful time. We had 8 windows replaced in our house June 14th. Eric got a new car at the end of April and his parents sold his Jeep last week. So long Jeep:

Some of the money from the Jeep sale went to purchasing a new television for the living room and that made Eric very happy. I am looking forward to volunteering at the Chick Ball this weekend.

Friday, May 27, 2011

About those guns

So, a couple weeks ago my mom and little brother came to pick us up for dinner. We were on the way to the restaurant and mom says "Did I tell you Dad fired a gun inside the house the other day?" Um, no. Forgot to mention that one mom!
My dad found this old pistol that belonged to moy mother's father. He was messing with it outside and discovered that the piece that allows the chamber to rotate was broken(please excuse my lack of gun knowledge/appropriate terms). He fires the gun outside a few times and it does nothing but fire the same empty chamber over and overa gain. He takes the gun inside to continue messing with it while sitting in his recliner watching TV with the woompas cat on his lap. With the gun pointed away from all living creatures and towards the fireplace/mantel he decides to pull the trigger again thinking nothing will happen because it's broken. This time there was a bullet in the chamber and it shot through mantel. My little brother was upstairs and I can only imagine what those terrifying moments were like as he made his way downstairs. All is well now but after all those years with all those guns and children and people around nothing so dumb has ever happened.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Text messages

Me to Brother Ed: Remember your horse Bucky? With the springs that totally could have amputated our fingers? He was a good, dangerous toy.

Brother Ed: Hahaha. Yes. I think it did actually hurt me once or twice. Good ol days. We had lawn darts at Evas(babysitter) house too.

Me: God. And fucking ponds! In which we could have drowned. And guns everywhere!

Brother: Yeah well we're still here. Now people are afraid to drink out of a water hose.