| also, Biltmore and every hotel around it is totally booked up for our anniversary werekend.
ugh, so frustrated right now... not just because of the hotel situation, but because of everything. *headdesk* | comments: 7 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Current Music: | Iron chef America in the bedroom | | Time: | 12:54 am | | Current Mood: | weirded out!! |
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| Tache is being so wierd right now. It's bedtime, and normally she's first to jump in bed. but tonight, she's sulking around the bedroom (and I mean, tail-between-her-legs-hiding-in-corners sulking) like she's done something wrong. I don't *think* she has, I can't find any evidence of wrong doings, but it's so wierd. She even juumped out of bed and hid under the nightstand in the corner. I think, "Maybe she has to pee." So I took her out, and she used the bathroom, and started wagging her tail again, so i figured: "Ok, problem solved!" But she won't go back into the bed room. She's happy to stay in the computer room with me, or in the living room, but she won't go in the bedroom.
maybe daddy's hanging out in there, and she's the only one who can see him. O_o | comments: Leave a comment  |
| So, I forget about this thing for months at a time. My bad! I'll try to start posting at least once a month... but then, my life is really not that exciting. There is a lot to catch up on, though.
After the wedding, I started a new job working at the bakery that did our wedding cake (Sweet Memories). I was learning mostly how to fill and ice cakes, as well as working with fondant and icing, too. My boss was a little nuts, and scared at least 2 coworkers away while I was there, but it was a pretty good job. The only thing about it was, I don't really want to do cakes. I really just want to own a bakery for breads and pastries and stuff like that. Cake decorating isn't my passion. So I was working there for a few months. Jesse and I had been talking for a while about the possibility of moving up to the Greensboro/Kernersville area for a while, since there are more opprotunities there for him to move up in his job field (like the Volvo Trucks HQ is in Greensboro), plus we'd e nearer to church and would be able to go every weekend, not just once a onth like we previously had been. In October, he requested a transfer to the Greensboro Transource, and we spent near about every weekend going up to Kernersville to apartment/house hunt. We finally decided on a house in High Point - a little 2 bedroom/2 bath house just outside of Greensboro and moved the first weekend in December.
While Jesse had his job all lined up, I tried to search for a bakery I could learn and work at, much like Sweet Memories. What I got was a job at a bakery/cafe that was much more restaurant then any type of bakery. I ended up being the main baker and server, which wasn't really what I wanted or needed. Sure, I can bake some killer cookies and cakes and stuff, but I didn't want to be the main person. I needed someone to learn off of, and the owner herself didn't know squat about baking (something she often admitted). Most of the pastries were frozen, and when I got there, all we had was frozen cookie dough that she wanted to use up, along with pre mixed muffin mix. It was also a pay cut, which we didn't need. Money was tight for about three months straight. But I kept my eye out, and remembered something that the manager at David's Bridal in Durham had said to me after I had helped her at White House | Black Market - "You should come to work at David's Bridal!" So I applied for a job for the one on Wendover Ave, got an interview, and finally was offered a full time position as a wedding consultant. I've only been working there for 3 weeks, but I like it much better than the pseudobakery I was working at for a piddling amount of money. I'm pretty good at it, mostly because I just have a knack for talking to people. Plus, money will start picking up soon, so hopefully we won't be in such a money crunch like we have been for the past couple months. We're also still waiting on the settlement from Jesse's accident last year. When we get that, the Subaru will get paid off, so that's one less bill to worry about. Plus my new job gives me health insuarance - another bill to clear off the table! God's really looking out for us. I think 2007 will be a good year for us.
We've also started going to church on a regular basis. I really love Jesse's church. The people are so closely knit, and it's more like a family (and not just because Jesse's uncle is the pastor). So on February 25th, I took the plunge (literally!) and was baptized into the Primitive Baptist church. On the same day, Jesse moved his membership from the church in Angier, so we are now both full fledged members of Parkview Primitive Baptist church. I'm really happy with my decision, it's a good church to worship in, plus an excellent church to raise your kids in (in about two years, when we have them).
Other than that... I miss my friends and family in Raleigh. I feel so out of the loop and I haven't really found my own friends here. The girls at work are nice, but it's not like we hang out afterwards. So... maybe I just haven't found my niche yet.
Whew... how's that for an update? | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment  |
| Don't have much time but I wanted to share a pic or two of the wedding - more pics plus maybe a story (if i'm not lazy) later!


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| | Subject: | !!!!!!!!!!! | | Time: | 07:13 am | | Current Mood: | excited beyond belief! |
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| I'M GETTING MARRIED TODAY!!!!!!!!!! :) :) :) :)
teehee!! Pictures when I get back from Jamaica!! | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment  |
| Wow, Update time I suppose.
In short, the past two months have been nuts. I stopped working for Bob and tried desperately to get a new one, finally ending up at White House | Black Market at Southpoint and at Texas Steakhouse. Both insansly fun customer-ass-kissing jobs. More stories on that later.
In June Jesse was in a a car accident. He was sitting still at a flashing red light when a car facing the opposite way decided to cut in front of a Chevy astro van, which in turn had no where to go but the side of his relatively new Rx-7. He's ok now, with a visious scar he hates. I'm trying to get him to see that it's not that bad, and the fact is I don't care about his scar. He's standing here alive today and that's all that counts. As a testement to the hardness of his head, I do have to say that the window was completely shattered, and Jesse walked out of the car. We still haven't gotten money from the insurance becaue they're (of course) dragging ass. But we're working on that... Jesse got a lawyer. Yikes! Money has been tight ever since, but we're trying to get out of the hole and are finally doing better this month. Although it sucks, I had to take that server job at Texas. Last week I work 8:30-2:30 at WHBM, then 5-10ish at Texas. I saw Jesse for maybe an hour before we passed out in bed. Our apartement is a mess and I haven't done laundry in weeks.
Steve and Katie got married yesterday - it all seemed so surreal. Steve looked so young, and then I thought - "That'll be me in a month." We've still got a big list of stuff to do, I'm nervous it won't get all done, especially with my new work schedule. But I am eager to be done with the wedding. I can't believe it's so close! And Aline will be here on the 23rd!! We had a talk with Jesse's uncle today who is officiating the ceremony about how the ceremony will run and about marriage in general. We're both very serious about it all, and it was really nice to have that talk with his uncle. None of his family (besides his mom and dad, of course) know that we live together. As far as they know I'm moving into his apartment in September. Tache is "our" dog but lives with Jesse. I think the best part of the day was when his unlce was talking about arguments and solving them and making up, and he started to wink at us when he was talking about making up. Yes, a 60-something Baptist preacherman was talking to us about make-up sex. I felt the need to giggle, but surpressed it.
And, because this was the icing on my cake tonight, everyone must read this story that was in the N&O tonight and tell me what you think.
Sweet Justice served with chocolate and toasted marshmallows | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Time: | 11:12 am | | Current Mood: | desperate |
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| Dear mother for whom I would like to be the nanny,
Please respond to my email one way or the other. I do have to get on with my life, and if I'm not going to be nannying for you, then that's always nice to know.
love, sara
Dear other mother who can't be bothered to return phone calls,
A simple "The position has been filled," will suffice, thank you. no need to ignore my calls completely.
love, sara
Dear any and all job openings in the triangle area,
please make yourselves known to me.
love, sara | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Current Music: | classical | | Subject: | *facepalm* | | Time: | 03:32 pm | | Current Mood: | crushed |
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| So I'm sitting at work near tears wondering how bad it would look on my credit if I sold back the Subaru and quit.
Let's back up a bit, shall we?
So this new job I was all excited about. Easy stuff, kinda sucky hours, excellent pay. Well, I'm just gonna say right now, I hate the hours. I hate going to dinner with him. Not the dinners themselves, they're great. The fact that I don't get home till 9 or 10 some nights sucks. and I mean suuuuuuuuucks. So I guess the fact that he's apparently omni-freakin-nicient has tuned him into the fact that - shocker! - I'd rather be home at nights. Cause you know, I'm getting married in 4 months. After September, I'll be a married woman. A married woman doesn't need to be spending 4 nights out of the week at dinner with someone else. And when I took the job, I knew I'd be spending dinners with him all the time, I just didn't know it'd bug me so much. So the pleasant surprises the past few weeks with him saying that he has too many phone calls to work, or he's going to dinne with someone else, have all been planned because he sees that I don't want to be at dinner with him. It sucks because on one hand, no I don't want to be at dinner with him. I want to be at dinner with Jesse. But on the other hand, I did sign up for this. And he pays me way more than what I should get for my work. I run the bank cards on Sudnay, write up the invoices, and by monday evening - at the latest - I'm 95% done with my work. I spot clean here and there, and clean the whole office on fridays. I get paid $500 a week for updating my journal. and as long as the work gets done, he doesn't care. But the fact is, he never praises when I do something right; I only hear about it when I do something wrong. And maybe I'm too sensitive. Maybe I take things too to heart. It's probably just his way of correcting me. But it's like, he's usually so boisterous and loud and haha-let's-make-a-joke that when he tells me i've made (yet another) mistake, I feel like I've let him down. And I hate disappointing people. HATE IT! But half of me says "Get the hell out, you're not happy, you're always anxious about what glaring note's gonna be on your desk in the morning and how you're gonna mess it up today... plsu another long day ending with a dinner you don't want to be at" but the other half says "WTF are you thinking? You get paid enough to pay off your car in one week, pay your other bills another week and have enough left over in the following two weeks to buy groceries and gas and never worry about anything." Plus the fact that I'm an independant contractor, and I don't get holidays. I had to ask for easter off, even then I came in early to run the bank cards. Since I have to take tomorrow off I feel bad - even though I told him, before I even got the job, that I HAD to go to SURF to present. I had to. And today he's making me feel guilty about it - well If i didn't *have* to go, I would be here for you tomorrow. I wonder what's gonna happen come Christmas, one of my favorite times of the year purely because I'm surrounded by family. Is he going to let me go to Florida this year to spend time with my family? or is he going to command that I come back to work the day after Christmas? I guess I always had a feeling that this wasn't going to work out. His idea of bonding is hurling smart ass insults at each other, which I can only take for so long before I don't like it anymore. And the day I told him I hate being picked on, he laughed, i guess for the sheer surprise factor.
I'm starting to think I'm a failure in the professional world. I rack it up in the acedemic world; here, have some honors that have been given to me in the past 8 or 9 years of my life. But this... this sucks. I don't know what to do. I'll prolly end up crying in Scott's office tomorrow, cause that's what I'm good at.
PS, yes I know my icon is Christmas themed, but I'm like that little tree right now. I just need a little love. | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Current Music: | the history channel | | Time: | 02:24 am | | Current Mood: | awake |
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| Finally, a movie review I totally agree with.
insomnia is a really beautiful thing, I promise. It's 2 am and I'm wide awake. Not even a yawn. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
If my back didn't hurt so much, it'd be easier to snuggle with Jesse, but lately my back has been constantly aching, especially when i go to sleep and when I wake up. I can't help but think it's because of how Jesse and I sleep (on our sides, facing the same way).
So now I'm stuck watching the History Channel... The Titanic special just ended, and something about Caligula is on now. I really like how the cable mini info described it: "In his brief reign, Caligula became legendary for his orgies and acts of sexual depravity."
In better news, my last glorious day at the Star was thursday - no more awful customer stories for me! I start with bob on Sunday evening full time. It's a little odd to be starting my first real, full time job. Here's hoping I live up to the standards and don't disappoint. I've got a car to pay off! :-P
Mom and I are doing wedding-y stuff tomorrow. I really want to get everything organized so I don't miss anything. We've got less than six months to go ... it feels like forever, but everyone says it'll fly by. I'm still waiting for the flying by sensation.
Ok... i've got to try and sleep. If I don't... well then, taht's more useless historical facts I get to learn by way of the history channel. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Time: | 10:41 am | | Current Mood: | sweaty |
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| | I found out today that it takes 15 minutes for me to jog/walk around my neighboorhood... so in order to get a full 30 minutes of cardio, I need to take two trips around the complex. I wish I liked running more than I do - but maybe after a few months of running at least three days a week, maybe i'll actually want to take an extra trip or two. Today however, was not that day. :-P At least I did something - the fat days are racking up and I feel hideous. So, back to the exercising for me. My goals are to get more toned... and if I lose an pound or so in the process, well then so be it. I will look beautiful on the beaches of Hawaii! | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment  |
| But now, not so much. I dunno.
It's been an interesting couple of weeks... my birthday was great, although 22 is a rather dissapointing age. It's sorta like, "Wahoo?" But I got to celebrate with my fam (and Jesse's parents, too!) at Johnny Carinos and drank a few martinis, so it was great. And last sudnay I met up with the girls for lunch minus Teresa and Meag. I sorta hate the fact that we're all getting so old that we have to schedule things weeks in advance... all the more reason 22 is a slightly depressing age.
Lonestar is, of course, sucking more than ever. Not only did I almost not get Valentine's night off (It was a tuesday night, which is NOT on my availability, yet Rick the prick - my manager - thought I "needed the money" and since I "didn't have anything else to do" I could work for him. So he decided to put me on the schedule regardless. To that I said NOPE!) but lately tips have been sucking. The past two days I've left lunch with $10 - usually I can get at least $30, maybe $40. Yesterday was the worst - i had a lady come in to eat (it was just her at the table). She got an appetizer and one of our biggest dinners (for lunch!) and complained about the whole meal at the end. She said the only part of the meal that was good was the salad - that I made, mind you. SHe talked to the manager, bitched at him for a little bit and got her meal completely free. Meanwhile she was saying to me how it wasn't my fault, I was a good server, etc... and when she left, she didn't leave me ANY TIP. not a flippin dollar on the table. just because you didn't pay for your meal doesn't mean you can stiff me out of my pay! I had another woman whose bill was $13.48 and she tipped me $1.34. Thank you for rubbing it in that you gave me EXACTLY %10. Working this job makes me hate people.
BUT! There is a light at the end of the lonestar tunnel... Because....
I got the job!!
Starting in a few weeks, I'm the executive assistant for Bob, a therapist in Raleigh. A steady income without the cranky, non-tipping customers. Success!! Plus I get all new clothes that Bob pays for. It's the "benefits" of the job. Ha! I win!
Valentine's was good, Jesse got me a dozen roses and a card and opened doors for me all night when we went to dinner. However, today he found out his grandmother passed away - If those of you who are of the praying persuasion could say a few for Jesse and his family, the would be greatly appreciated. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
| | Time: | 04:56 pm | | Current Mood: | pissed off |
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| | just a little side note, I hate the stupid lonestar and have half a mind not to come in tomorrow, since I asked for it off (to take care of Tache), but they won't give it to me. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Time: | 10:17 am | | Current Mood: | cold |
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| So, I got the glimmer of hope for another job! Bob, the regular who gave me $100 after my wallet was stolen, wants me to work as his executive assistant for his therapy practice. Which would be super cool - I would work Sunday afternoon to Wednesday night (he lives in VA Thurs-Sat), and would get paid $500/wk. not bad, and way more than i'm making right now at the lonestar, and way better without having to deal with sucky customers. The job is apparently super confidential, and I think I would have to sign a confidentiality clause, since I would be dealing with the upper eschelon of Raleigh society. The only problem is, he hasn't formally offered me the job. We went to dinner once to talk about general things about myself and the job, and he said he'd call again so we could talk more specifics and go over basic cases, and then he would "probably offer me the job", in his own words, but he hasn't yet. :( Though it's not like I don't come in contact with him - he's in the Lonestar near about everyday. I waited on him yesterday at lunch, and he said he hasn't forgotten and he'd call - this has been a busy week for him, apparently. I wish he'd call, though. It's making me nervous. This is my best shot right now as a non-waitressing job, and i'd love to take it.
in other news, Tache is growing like a weed. I took her into the vet this morning cause she's getting spayed today... I feel so bad! plus, I miss having her around! Her little camo bed is empty and it's making me sad. I asked for tomorrow off, so I could take care of her properly, but they didn't give it to me. I'm a little pissed. Reason # 1,254,548 i hate the star.
Wedding stuff should be coming along nicely - we bought our flower girl's dress on saturday and we have all our vendors picked out, but I need to get on the ball and call them to set up appointments. le sigh.
Time for work now... sorry about a boring entry, i feel bad for neglecting my eljay. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| So my wallet got stolen at the Lonestar last night. I found it missing out of my purse around 8:45 or so, but it must have been stolen before then, but I don't really know, since we got slammed last night. I got double sat about 5 times... I hate that. When I saw it was missing, I still had three tables to take care of while searching my car and around the wait station where I keep my purse. nothing else was taken out of my purse, just the wallet... so the manager called every employee into the back and said that nobody was leaving until we found the wallet. So of course a bunch of people start bitching, but especially Anna and Allison, two of the girls who have been there the longest. Anna thinks she's above everyone since she's been there so long, and normally she's pretty cool but she really wasn't helping my state of mind when she found out she couldn't even leave to smoke and she was like, "sara, I swear to God, if it's in your house or in your car or something and we stay here all night..." and she and Allison kept asking me over and over, "are you SURE you brought it into work today??" Listen, my wallet is the heaviest thing in my purse. the only other things in keep in my purse are my phone, my keys, and lip balm. The wallet gives my purse weight, and I am bound to notice when my purse is not as heavy as it should be. So of course I'm freakin out, calling Jesse, calling mom... one of my regulars came in and heard the commotion, and he was so sympathetic... I think when he comes in tomorrow he's going to pay me back the money I lost, but since I lost about $100 I don't think I could take it from him. He told me to look around the dumpsters and trash cans around the restaurant, cause whoever took it would just take the valuble stuff and chuck the wallet. Sure enough, one of the guy hosts was about to clean the bathrooms, so i told him to look in the bathroom trash can... and guess what he found at the bottom? My wallet, minus my BP gas card, my debit card, and $100 cash. I called mom so she could cancel the BP card and she gave me the number to block my debit card (which by the way had all of $15.00 in it. I really hope the guy tried to go to an ATM and got a nice shock when it read "Insuffient funds".) Cash is cash. It sucks that I lost so much money, but honestly... it's just money. Don't get me wrong - I'm poor as hell and I NEEDED that money - but I can get more money. At least my whole purse wasn't stolen, my car keys were safe, and hell, I'm safe. So.... whatever. whoever stole it can go rot in Hell. But it's definitely the last straw. I saw an ad today on monster.com for a front desk manager at the vet where we take Tache, so I just applied there. I freakin hate waitressing.
and of course I gotta go back today at 4 and close. Wahoo. Can't wait.
My wallet is staying in my car. | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Current Music: | futurama | | Time: | 12:02 am |
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| quick update... i don't really feel like typing up so many details.
Christmas was awesome - Jesse got a taste of Knowlton Christmas Insanity and I think he had a good time. I got to see my favorite cousins ever... yay for family! Got some good stuff - cookware, clothes, and books. Wahoo!
New Year's was good, I guess. I worked till 11, made over $100, but had no idea my friends were even having a party. To that I can only say, what the hell. When I got home from work, Jesse had a few of his friends over so I hung out with them and some malibu and coke. Hello, 2006... It's my year. I'm getting married this year. I'm excited.
Now it's working at the lonestar, along with all the BS... I need to get out of the waitressing business. Any suggestions for real jobs? I can't do this for so long... | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
| Soooo I got my grades. Two B+'s and three A's - with a cumulative GPA of 3.723 and I'm still graduating magna cum laude.
so.... why do I still feel a twinge of disappointment? :P
I hate you, perfectionism. Really I do. | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment  |
| So, you are now reading the diary of a REAL LIVE COLLEGE GRADUATE!! :) :) I took my last ever final yesterday at 3 and after that... I was done! I even slept till 10:30 today (something I haven't done since before Tache came to us). I can't believe it, though... I guess it hasn't really sunk in. The day I've been waiting for pretty much all semester has come (and gone!) Now i get to look for a real job (cause Lonestar just won't pay the bills... seriously) but today I think I'm going to put up a few Christmas lights and take care of some of the boxes that are taking OVER our apartment.
By the way... our new apartment is BEAUTIFUL! It's such an upgrade from Dominion and upgrade times 100000 from the Brittney. Now if only we could unpack some more... :) | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment  |
| to anyone who has been, is currently, or will ever step FOOT inside a library:
TURN OFF YOUR GOSH DARN CELL PHONES. Hell, put them on vibrate, or silent, even. And for heaven's sake - if you decide to answer it, DO NOT talk in the same voice as if you were outside. You're in a library, you asshat. Not a freakin stadium. The people who are trying (seriously, I am trying my hardest) to work REALLY appreciate you talking to your friend in your loud, boorish voice.
and for the love of God, the library is also NOT the place to use your innane walkie-talkie feature of your cell phone. You want to talk without the hassele of dialing? A wonderful invention called text messaging is also availible for the same price.... and is SILENT. Because you are in the L-I-B-R-A-R-Y.
/rant | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment  |
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