Apparently I don't like to blog

It's December and I'm still at this terrible job, but I have gotten a new one! I was "selected for the position" in September. I am now hoping to start by March. We'll see how that goes. It obviously takes a really long time to get a job with the federal government.
I don't like blogging very much because my life seems to be terribly uninteresting. So much has happened this year and yet I don't document any of it.

I was looking back at the blog and saw that at the end of December last year I documented things that happened in 2009 so I'll do that again for this year although just a bit early.

Things that happened in 2010:

-Sister-in-law got married January 2
-We bought our first home
-Amber had a baby
-We got married March 6
-We got a puppy in March
-We had Easter Eve at Eric's parents'
-Molly had a baby
-We went to San Francisco for our honeymoon in August
-Sister had a wedding in October
-I got a new job but did not begin new job
-Cary(Vicksburg), Kathryn(Jackson), Jessica(Eric's cousin, New Orleans), William(my cousin), Katrina(Biloxi) and Jeremy(New Orleans) got married
-Eric's cousin LeAnne had a baby
-My cousin Elsie had a baby
-Jason released a CD
-Bobby decided to go to Barbering school instead

Women

"Because if smart women who know how smart they are intimidate men (and they do), and beautiful women who know how beautiful they are intimidate men (and they do), there is, logically, nothing more intimidating than a woman who is fully aware that she is both smart and beautiful. I mean, maybe a room full of tigers with machine guns! That could be scarier! Or, a smart and beautiful lady who makes jokes."
“13 Ways of Looking at Liz Lemon” from Tiger Beatdown.

Nepenthe

I know, I know. That last post really sucked. This one will too because it's kinda sad.
I discovered a word the other day:

Nepenthe: 1. a drug or drink, or the plant yielding it, mentioned by ancient writers as having the power to bring forgetfulness of sorrow or trouble.
2. anything inducing a pleasurable sensation of forgetfulness, esp. of sorrow or trouble.

Wouldn't it be awesome to have a nepenthe for every troubling situation? In a sense we do though because we have friends and family who act as a nepenthe. We have lovely people around us and good things happen to us which cause us to forget or get over the troubling thing or person. But a drug or drink would certainly be nice.
A friend is going through a divorce and god I feel so bad for her. I don't think divorce has ever been this close to me. It's very sad to know that she is probably hurting so bad and I wish I had a nepenthe to offer her. I can only offer my ear and my time and my home and that is what I'll do. I hope she'll heal quickly and that she will find the love that was meant for her and that is good enough for her.

And so it goes

Eric and I got new phones and this makes me so very happy. It is touch screen and you can access the internet and TAKE PICTURES! Oh my goodness. Also, fuck you At&t.

Things are going just fine around here except I still sort of hate my job and am still looking for a new one. I found out I'm being paid $5,000 less than the mid-range pay for my position. This is no good to me and I feel like I'm being taken advantage of so I'll continue to seek alternative employment.

Dad got the o.k. to take off the neck brace yesterday! WOOT!

Eric and I are going to a wedding in Natchez this weekend. It will be our first trip with the two dogs in tow so it should be interesting at the very least. I do love weddings though. We went to one this past weekend and it was nice.

Job Hunt

Doctor: How's the job going?
Me: Well, I'm waiting to hear back, but I applied at this other place and I think they require their employees to be christian.
Doctor: Hmm...
Me: So, if I interview and they ask me if I'm a christian what do I say?
Doctor: Praise the Lord!

Things I loathe. People version. Part 4.

People who can not park properly. And all I mean by "properly" is BETWEEN THE FUCKING LINES. The lines are drawn out for you. It's not a guessing game.

On cohabitation or marriage

This morning Eric decided he would get up before me to take the puppy out and clean up the kitchen. The puppy is, of course, not yet trained so there is alway shit and piss to clean up. Anyway, I walk in the kitchen to help and Eric is smearing the shit across the floor into the grout between the tiles. I get angry because I do not understand why he can not just pick up the shit instead of wiping is across the floor. Why? Why is it so hard for men to properly clean up a mess? Have you ever seen a man clean up a liquid spill? They wipe it everywhere. The spill could be taking up a square foot and a man will wipe it around in an area twice that size to clean it up. I would put something on top of it to soak it up and then clean inwards toward the center of the spill so as no to make the mess any bigger. Makes sense.