Gettin Hitched!

Ok everyone! I am getting married. As you may have discovered by my last, ridiculously long, blog. Anyhow, I started a new Evan & Sarah blog. You can find it at:

http://teamevrah.blogspot.com

I will be updating there now, so come on over!

SUPER BLOG

It has been a little while since I posted anything... ok a big while. And lots of exciting things have happened!

Like: I went to visit my family for a few weeks and Amber came to visit me and then we went to Idaho to play with her fun family! That was a good break, it much needed and the length was just right I think.

Also: I was officially accepted into graduate school! Of course this messed with my financial aid, but I think everything is starting to clean itself out.
And: I got a new job! I nanny twice a week for a family. Just 1 little girl (about 8 months) so we play, we nap, we have a great time.

Let's see, what else? OH YEAH! I'M ENGAGED!!



That's right bloggers- sweet little me has landed herself a fiance. Soon to be husband. :)

I think most people have heard the story from one of us, but I'm gonna tell it again and add some little tidbits that may have been left out of some stories. Mostly for my own good, I have yet to write it down!

Setting: January 23rd, 2010. There was a high of 47 that par

tly cloudy Saturday. (Yeah, I looked it up... so what?) The sunset was at 5:34 (Evan looked it up)

Prologue: Evan and I had been talking about the possibility of getting married for a few months. However, anytime I brought up a timeline he said, "I'm workin on it." [*chuckling*] So I just gave up on expecting it to come anytime soon.

A few days before the proposal, Evan made a comment that we hadn't gone out on a nice date in a while. So he said, "You get dressed up and I'll take you out to dinner. We'll go to your favorite restaurant." I guess that should have been clue #1. Especially considering a few days prior he had - what I thought was jokingly- said, "You wear a size 12 rin

g, right?" To which I corrected him, "No, remember? a six!"

Well, I couldn't pick a favorite restaurant, because I don't have on

e. I have a handful of places I like to go, but it just depends on my mood. We decided on Sticky Rice since we both felt a taste of sushi would be nice.

Friday night, I went to dinner at Dave & Busters with Evan and his family. I was sitting next to him, on the corner of the table. He kept getting text messages and turning this phone away from me. Now, usually I don't look at his texts, I don't need to. But he has never outright denied me the opportunity. It just struck my curiosity so I started giving him a look like "whacha doin?" He looked at me and said "Do not look at my phone." It didn't really bother me, it just made me more curious. But I let it go. I figured he was planning so

mething up and I didn't want to spoil the surprise. Clue #2

Saturday I was expecting him to come visit before our date, then I

got a call that he wasn't coming cause he was, "running errands." I made a joke about him spending too much time with his second girlfriend and then he said he would pick me up around 4:30. Clue #3 (kinda, it wasn't really out of the ordinary, but added with the other recent events.)

He finally came to pick me up and we were ready to go! Ok, Clue #4- he grabbed a coat he had left at my apartment, went out to his car, then came back. Again, not too crazy, but how often do people come in to grab a coat and then go back outside for just a minute?

So, we drive downtown and then he says "we just need to make a

quick stop." And we start heading toward the river, which I kno

w means Belle Isle. (Clue #5a)

Side note- When Evan and I first started spending time together we went dow to Belle Isle in the mornings and read before I went to work. It was really relaxing and casual and soon lead to us dating. Then after we broke and got past the whole 'we used to date' thing and started being friends again we made our way down to the river to spend warm days under the sun :). There was also one time we went to watch the sunrise over the pedestrian bridge. (It was overcast and cold... so no luck)

We get to Belle Isle and I noticed it was getting dark and began a typical round of "remember when" questioning. "Hey! Remember that time we watched the sunrise from the bridge?" To which Evan responded, "Yes, that's kinda the memory I was going for." So me all smiley he walks me down the path (at a pretty break neck pace might I add) getting towards the area where less and less people are, and less places to get to the river. FINALLY He picks some bushes to walk through, dragging me down the path with branches whipping back at me (ok, a little exaggerated, but not too much). And then the bushes thin out, and there right before my eyes I see: An overturned tree with a blanket over it, two martini glasses with rose petals in them, rose petals all over the ground, candles (illegal), and a fire pit with a duralog. I looked at him and he said, "Surprise! I wanted to do something nice for you since we haven't in a while."

So we were sitting, sipping sparkling cider, and watching the sunset. It was a wonderful prelude to a date. I was freezing though, and hungry. So while I enjoyed every minute of our slightly illegal romantic date prelude, I was getting ready to be in a heated room. Evan got up and asked if I was ready to leave for dinner. Relieved he didn't decide to picnic dinner I said yes and started to get up to help him. He said, "No, no, you stay and relax, I'll get this." So he picked up his sister's backpack (which was stashed behind a tree) and as he began to pick things up noticed something in the pocket. "What's in here?" (it wasn't an engagement ring). He unzipped the pocket and pulled out a large, padded, square of something. "What is this?" he panicked. [Darn my need to look at everything!] "Honey, that's a pad." "huh?" "A pad. Like... a maxi-pad?" "OH NO!" and dropped the bag down to the ground. Meanwhile, I am laughing hysterically, and he is trying to wipe the cooties off of his hands (It wasn't like it was a used one... he just gets uncomfortable about those things).

From my seat on the overturned tree, laughing myself silly, I continued with a round of "remember whens." "Remember that time you put your hand in my coat pocket and insisted on figuring out what was in there even though I told you to leave them alone and it was a tampon?" More laughing.

"Remember that time you were digging through the refrigerator and you just had to know what was in every corner and drawer and bag and you found birth control?"

More laughing.

Evan, wondering how he was going to come back from this teasing session, suggested I try to remember some 'happier' things. So I decided on: "Remember that time you kissed me by the river?" To which he responded with "yeah, that was nice" and then kissed me. As we were standing there, enjoying the presence of each other and the setting sun, Evan threw one in- "Remember that time I proposed to you at the river?"

Now, obviously I didn't since it hadn't happened yet. So I said no. This is when the out of body experience started. It was like, I knew what was happening but I had no control over it, but I did, but not. It was weird. In the good way. But for some reason I was still a little unbelieving that it was happening until-

Evan said, "well you might now." And got down on one knee. I looked into his eyes and could see just NERVOUSness all over him. Being the observer he is, he took a scan of the surroundings to try and calm himself I suppose, and he looked back at me and said, "gosh, there's a guy watching." So we paused for a minute, to give the scary bum a chance to walk away. I put my hands on Evan's neck and could feel his heart RACING. Like, 300 beats a minute kind of racing. like he had just run two miles.

Well, scary bum didn't leave so Evan decided to just go on with his speech. Which went as follows:

"Sarah, I want you to know that I really love you a lot and I look forward to spending the rest of my lief with you and so I have to ask you, Will you marry me?"

I said yes and-relieved- he said "then you can have this!" And pulled out a ring. It's beautiful by the way. :)

Eventually the bum left and we finished packing up and left Belle Isle as the sun continued to set. By the time we got to the bridge it was dark and we walking pretty quick because it was also COLD.

We went to sticky rice after that and then started our weekly tradition of cheesecake friday. Every friday we get one piece of cheesecake, until we have tried every one on the list. We predict we should be done about mid october. There are like 40 desserts on this list. But it is something for us to look forward too. And who knows, maybe once we finish we can have baskin robbins friday and try every ice cream flavor.

Ok, THAT is the story. It took me a few days to finish, but I finally did and I am proud!!

Sorry if it was long and boring for you, but it was more for me anyhow!

Packing is my nemesis

I honestly cannot stand packing. Going to my place of origin is enough, but also moving at the same time. It's like a packing overload. The good thing about it? I finally did my laundry AND folded it AND put it away.

Now, here's the thing about going 'home.' Airlines now charge you to check baggage. Really? I mean, COME ON. I don't want to pay to take a suitcase so OF COURSE I'm going to try to fit three weeks of my life into one carryon (suitcase) and one 'personal item.' (read: gym bag. Take that airline people!) I suppose it is only $15, given you check in online at home, but when you are traveling on four separate flights, it adds up pretty quick. $45 simply to take clothes with me? I feel like I should be allowed to check stuff for free because they can't possibly expect a 20 something college GIRL to pack only the essentials for three weeks. However, I managed to make it work. I got three pairs of pants, 12 shirts, three sweaters, four pairs of shoes, pajamas, scarf, gloves, and make-up in my one suitcase. That leaves my computer and reading materials + electronics for my personal item. With room to spare. There is good possibility I will repack to lighten the gym bag load, simply because I like to put my feet in front of me.

As far as packing to move: IT TAKES FOREVER! You can work and work and work and you think you have gotten SO MUCH done because one corner is all cleared out, then you look behind you. In the big picture, nothing has gotten done. Some how you have managed to pack up six boxes and your room still looks full. Anyone that was not part of the packing process probably doesn't even notice. EVen more than I dislike packing, is my dislike of unpacking. I don't like making decisions about where things go. It takes too long. My plan this time though is to finish unpacking before it is time to move again :)
I am almost positive I will run out of boxes before I finish, but I suppose that is where suitcases and laundry baskets come into play.

The fun part about this move is I get to pack everything up and get my room all cleaned and when I come back it will magically have appeared in a new home! I find this exciting- leave for a couple weeks come home to an apartment full of boxes. I think I mostly enjoy not carrying boxes from house to car to house. Thank you elves for your help this christmas season!

Anyhow, the main point of this blog post is to waste time so I don't have to start packing. Which is not good. I have the rest of today and tomorrow to finish :) Had I started strong last week I might actually be close to finished. Oh well! We can't have everything in life. I'll be off to pack now.

Home Sweet Home

It sure is nice to sit in my own room on my own bed after spending five days sharing an air mattress on the floor of someone else's office. Followed by a 19 hour car trip. YIKES! Ahhh.

You know those times when you build up an event only to have exactly the opposite happen? Man I hate that.

Well, I should probably not waster anymore time. I must get myself prepared for tomorrow and off to bed so I can start this crazy next couple of weeks.

Hello December and thank you for keeping yourself exciting!

I'm happy.

That is all my people.

Ponderings.

This morning, I had a really awesome conversation with my roommates about the Book of Mormon. I had decided I would do my scripture study at the table, where Amber had started hers. Stephanie was cooking breakfast. As new ideas were being shouted out we just kept talking and discussing and it was amazing. I love that when I read and study the scriptures, and especially when I am able to talk about them (I think you learn more when you talk about it. At least I do) I feel so close and in tune with the Spirit. It makes knowing things and feeling good about decisions that much easier. As long as you choose to follow it! Listening is important, I know this, and I must follow my own teachings! That's one of the things I learned in my scripture study this morning. It's one thing to teach something. It's another completely to then live it and demonstrate it to those you teach. And that is what counts even more.

Frito Lay

Over and over I tell myself I will eat healthy food!
Honestly, I enjoy 'healthy' foods. I like fruit. I like vegetables. I like when my meals have a good variety in them. That isn't my problem. My problem is that these fruits and vegetables and breads are only in their prime eatability for a few days. Which means more trips to the grocery store. Where as highly processed foods - such as everything made by frito lay - keep forever! And it's still delicious! That is where my problem is. I still have food in the house, so why go buy more? I prefer to just eat what I have until it is completely gone. And then go. But I suppose that is not the way to do it. And that is not eating balanced meals.
But they are balanced, for the first couple days when the perishables have not yet perished.

I will continue to try, but those delicious pieces of fried... something... are calling to me.

Medicating your animals

My dog is now on anti-anxiety medication. Cause she is ca-razy.
Maybe now she will stop freaking out about everything.
We'll see.

Also, I got to paint the faces of many children today.
It was more fun than I thought it would be.
And I like my supervisor more than i thought I would.
But some people I still don't like.
But I will get over it.

Also I went to Edo's Squid.
It was the most delicious thing I have eaten.
Possibly ever.
Most likely.
It was shocking.
I didn't expect it to be so awesome.

Also, it is tax free weekend now.
My favorite weekend of the summer.
I LOVE school supplies.
Yes I do.
And I get to fill a backpack for an elementary schooler.
It feels good to give.

That's all for now!

Ummmm, sooooo, yeah

I have nothing really going on in my life right now. And nothing really to blog about. But I'm gonna go ahead and do it anyway!

I like this song:

If You Could Hie to Kolob, 284 - William W. Phelps

1. If you could hie to Kolob In the twinkling of an eye,
And then continue onward With that same speed to fly,
Do you think that you could ever, Through all eternity,
Find out the generation Where Gods began to be?

2. Or see the grand beginning, Where space did not extend?
Or view the last creation, Where Gods and matter end?
Me thinks the Spirit whispers, “No man has found ‘pure space,’
Nor seen the outside curtains, Where nothing has a place.”

3. The works of God continue, And worlds and lives abound;
Improvement and progression Have one eternal round.
There is no end to matter; There is no end to space;
There is no end to spirit; There is no end to race.

4. There is no end to virtue; There is no end to might;
There is no end to wisdom; There is no end to light.
There is no end to union; There is no end to youth;
There is no end to priesthood; There is no end to truth.

5. There is no end to glory; There is no end to love;
There is no end to being; There is no death above.
There is no end to glory; There is no end to love;

There is no end to being; There is no death above.

I was listening to it in the car with Amber (who is back now! yay!) and it is so beautiful. First off, it is peaceful and just kinda eats away everything else in the world when it is on. And secondly, it just emphasizes over and over that there is no end. We have an eternity ahead of us. We have so much to live for, in this life and the next and I love knowing that. I love knowing that the time I spend on this earth is only a portion of my life, and that I have so many greater things to look forward to when my time here is done. Just because my time on earth is done, does not mean my life is over. AHHH!

I LOVE this gospel!!

And this song. I could listen to it on repeat all day.

What a Weekend!

Yesterday, I had the opportunity to go up to Washington DC and participate, for the first time, in temple work.  We started our trip early so we could walk around DC and look at some of the monuments and museums and such, but then we went for the main event.  And it was one of the best experiences.  I am so glad I got to go and feel the spirit so strongly with me, and be around people that felt the same way.  Honestly, a combination of yesterday and today's awesome talks and lessons in church, then spending the afternoon and evening with great friends- new and old- I don't want this week to start.  I'm not ready to go out into the world yet, I want to hold onto this peace and happiness I feel.  I suppose that is my challenge, our challenge, in life. To be in the world but not let the world rule us. To hold onto out inner peace amongst the chaos.  I only hope I can succeed!  I know I will need it this week.

Career choices

So, I'm well on my way to being an elementary teacher.

For the last week and a half I've worked at St. Joseph's Villa for Children.  What if I decide I want to go into special needs?  I really like having a low ratio. And making a connection.  And making a difference.  I know I can do that as a mainstream teacher, but what if I had the chance to work with the villa as a career?  To work with kids that really need a partner in life, to be that person for someone.  How amazing would that be??  Awesome.  

I guess I have some things to think about.  Maybe I can wait til I get to grad school to make that decision, we'll find out.  I change my mind so often, I may just be in school forever. 

Elementary teacher.

Bilingual teacher.

Special education teacher.

So many options!

Needless to say, I really like working with the villa and I am hoping I can find a part-time job with them, or at least volunteer during the school year.

Also, I have the best hairdresser ever.  Not only does she make my hair look beautiful no matter how ambiguous I am about what I want, she offers some great words of encouragement, probably without even knowing it.

She is a chatty girl and was asking me about recent romantic adventures in my life.  After going quickly over the many things happening in my life she commented, "Being single is hard."  (I agree!) "But you know, once you get married, all of that stuff is nothing.  You look back and realize why all those things didn't work out.  And you don't care anymore."

I missed institute to get my hair done (priorities, I know...) and we are taking about the proclamation and preparing for marriage and families and all that fun stuff (I actually like it, I look forward to that part of my life) and she summed up what you need to remember while dating and looking for that special someone- If ti doesn't work out, there is a reason and you will be aware of it when you finally do find that person for you.

Good couple of days I say!

Week One

I adore my new job.  I adore the company, the villa, and the kids.  Even though they are high maintenance, I adore them.  

On the other hand, I am losing patience with the YMCA.  Time for them to decide if they want me or not because as of now, I am being strung along.  Employed, but given no hours.  So, we shall see how this next week goes!

And on another hand, I adore my roommates and our new house :)

New Jobs

It's been a while.  let's start with a story.

Once upon a time there was a girl named Sarah.  She loved all of the jobs she's had working with kids.  She was really excited to start a new job working with pre-schoolers that really need her.  So excited she set her alarm for super early so she would be early and be able to have her face bright and shining when it was time to start.  

Monday morning, the first day of her new job, Sarah woke up with a start and quickly realized her cell phone, which was also her alarm clock, had died during the night.  Frantically, she flipped open her computer to see that she was supposed to be at her new exciting job twenty minutes ago.  It's a forty minute drive.

Sarah called in to tell them what happened and rushed out the door.  She arrived finally and got to work.  Things went smoothly until she started getting cramps.  "No big deal" she thought.  "I'll make it til lunch."  So she tried to ignore it and did her best to be smiley for her kids.  While the kids were painting, she began to feel lightheaded.  Her vision blurred and she started sweating.  She then got the sudden urge from her body to be in a bathroom.  After a few not so fun moments in there, she went to her boss to tell him what happened.  He suggested water.  She returned to the bathroom and further emptied her stomach.  

Sarah was then given the ok to sit down away form the children for a while and eat some crackers.  Finally, her stomach decided to calm down and let her finish out her day.  Color returned to her face and the sweat stopped, but she was now exhausted and starving from all her bathroom activities.

Hopefully day two she will be able to prove to be the reliable person she has been at every other place of employment. 

Sundays are my favorites

I'm moving, which means changing wards.  Tears.  I hadn't really decided when, but I was just gonna fly under the radar and surprise everyone with the news that I wasn't coming back, except to visit of course.  I'm not one for big good-byes.

Last night, the Zonies called and asked if I would give a ride to an investigator, which locked me into going to the branch.  No problem there, I like the branch.  :)  The missionaries asked if I was leaving, and couldn't believe it. Haha.  But most of all, when I told Brother Bell he was surprised.  I thought my surprise had worked, and I would be out, but I was told I HAD to speak one last time and say good-bye.  Let's remember that none of the others who transfered their records were asked to speak.  But for some reason I was.  Maybe because I told Brother Bell instead of Pres. On.  Who knows.  But I am excited.  I get to share my experience in the branch and my growing up with them and also my experiences with the priesthood.

The priesthood has blessed me so much, especially over the last few months.  Just being in the presence of priesthood holders has been an uplifting experience, and I can't wait to share it with everyone. :)

Ears ringing. Sore neck. Tired. Totally worth it,

Let's start with Monday.  Monday, I started the dreaded SUMMER SCHOOL.

I had class from 9-12, came home, got things together, read a little, work from 3-6.  Went straight to campus for class from 7-9:40.  Long flippin day.  I fell asleep at 10:30 in order to be fueled at 6:30 am for another day!  Class, interview for another job, work, then home to get dressed and eat quickly and go to the Saving Abel concert with Amber, Heather, and Cory.  I appreciate the music that was played, I appreciate the art form and all the hard work that goes into it, however, the best part of the concert was definitely the people I went with and having fun with them.  I enjoyed myself perhaps a little too much, head banging, bouncing around, having drinks spilled on me... (some people need to chill out... and not bring their drinks into the crowd.  I don't understand that, I honestly don't think drinks should be allowed in the crowd, with the exception of bottled water, maybe.)  and I stayed up too late.  I fell asleep sometime around 1, up at 6:30 again!

I just barely made it throuh my first class, came home and crashed.  I set my alarm for 1:45, giving myself 45 minutes to get up change eat whatever before leaving for work.  Only when Evan called me at 2:45 did I realize I had set it for AM and not PM.  I ran out the door and was only ten minutes late. HAHA!  And then of course my evening course.  

My evening course is taught by Jon Bergnier, the meteorologist  for WRIC.  It's like getting a weather report every class period! Lol.  He is high energy though, so it makes it a little easier to get through to 9:30 pm.  I can't say I will miss it though when it is over. In a seven more weeks.

Well, that has been my week so far.  

Happy Mother's Day!

I would like to take this time to say- I love my mom.  I am so grateful to her and all of the things she has taught me.  Yes, there have been times when I've been frustrated by her, angered, whatever, but overall, my mom has taught me the importance of being strong, and being your own person.  She is the one that showed me if you fight for it, you can accomplish goals.

So, THREE CHEERS FO MOM!

I don't know why it was sideways... :(

For teaching me how to laugh, love and learn
I love you!

Annnnnd SCENE!

Today was my last official final. For Spring semester that is. All of my finals were take-homes... even the ones that weren't take home were like take-homes. Ok, here is what I mean.

Let's start by remembering I dropped Spanish Literature after getting sick and falling so far behind I couldn't catch up. Mostly because my teacher spoke at a speed my ears couldn't quite process. It all sounded like rolling rrrrr's and "th th th" (spanish from spain, much different than any of my other teachers).

Ok, class 1! Advanced spanish grammar and writing II: WI
Don't let the title fool you. It wasn't that hard. Sure, it's a 300 level course, but honestly, I think I unlearned more than I learned.
The final- Our last essay, to be written in class. Argumentative. SWEET! Pick a side, and support it. Thank you AP english/literature and Jackie for giving me all those timed essays. No prob. Even if it is in spanish. I got this yo! Wait, bonus! We must come to class with a PREPARED outline. And we can use dictionaries and our book. Ok, so, pretty much I write the shell of my paper and then copy it and beef it up in class? Ok. DONE

Class 2! Content of elementary science. WI
Uhhhh... yeah. So, you know how you have to take a biology class, a physics/chem class, and an earth science class? Ok, this one takes allllll of that, dumbs it down, and tells you it all over again! My final? the fifth online quiz, and revising a lesson plan. Yes. REVISING. Take an activity sheet (already done), pick something to change and say why. DONE!

Class 3! Integrating the Arts in Curriculum
HA! I got this DOOWWWWNNN! I mean, did I not go to a school for seven years that emphasized EXACTLY that every day? I was beyond prepared for this. The class consisted of short lectures, and 'learning centers.' Things like painting, sculpting, drama, etc and writing how to use it in curriculum. The final? A fifteen question take home. No books, only use 2h 40m. Honor code! So, you could cheat, but if found out, you would be in big trouble. Still, all questions were open ended and mostly opinion. DONE!

CLass 4! Children's Literature
BY FAR my favorite class. Ever. Easy class, and she didn't try to lie and say it wasn't. But also emphasized that easy did not equal meaningless. Class consisted of talking about books and different ways to use them in curriculum and such. The final? A seven question take home. Mostly opinion. All easy and straightforward. Also, read a book (Mine was Sarny. Go read it, but first read Nightjohn) and share a little to the class and make a response. our response? Bagels, fruit cocktail, and jam. Yup. DONE!

I learned a lot in that class. I wish she taught all my classes :( lol.

So, for all of you who envy education majors- sorry yo! It may seem easy now, but remember how little we get paid. And how much work goes into being a GOOD teacher. This week is teacher appreciation week. If you can think of one teacher that made a positive impact, try to let them know. They will surely appreciate it.

I'm addicted to my blog

Sunday night, I went to a CES broadcast and Elder Bednar talked about spending too much time on the internet... not cultivating actual, physical, real relationships. Starting a blog may have not been a good idea for me.

Sweet Music

I formed an instant bond to the powerful voice of Etta James years ago when I was introduced to her by my then roommate, current hetero-life mate Cassie Mae.
Only last week did I finally buy a CD.

And my goodness, if she doesn't speak right to my heart. It's like, a soundtrack for life. Ahhh.

Cheesy, I know. But for real. I feel it. Especially after certain events that recently went down. I feel like she is sending me messages from the past, telling me to just go for it. If you don't put yourself out there, you won't get hurt, but you won't succeed either.

"I don't want nobody
If i can't have you
oh i can't love nobody
unless i'm loving you

The way you hug me
The way you squeeze me
The way you kiss me
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
if i can't have you

i can't talk to nobody
unless i'm talking to you
i don't wanna hold nobody
unless i'm holding you

The way you hug me
The way you squeeze me
The way you kiss me
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
if I can't have you

i can't be kissing nobody
unless i'm kissing you
i just don't i just don't i just don't want to be bothered with nobody
unless i'm bothered with you

The way you hug me
The way you squeeze me
The way you kiss me
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
if I can't have you"

Here comes MAY!

Today is the las tday of April, and rain clouds have been looming for days. I'm waiting for it to just open up and pour. I should probably go upstairs and move all of my things away from that leaky window. I should also probably be getting ready for work. I decided today I was going to start looking for a new job, especially when I checked my bank account and my funds were alarmingly low. Just when I think I'm going to make it and not have to stress about overdrafts and late fees, I get a little kick of reality and SURPRISE!

Lucky for me, my other bank account has been unusually high in funds. I guess that extra $50 dollars or so a month that dont' get used from my paychecks on car payements and insurance adds up pretty quick. And boy am I grateful!

So I looked around. Put my resume on Monster, filled out a few applications. I may be working two jobs this summer, but at least I will have some cash flow. It is time for me to grow up and start taking better care of my finances. Something I should have doen the moment I moved out here.

Ok, time to get goin. I have one hour before I have to leave and have yet to shower. Or any of those other necessary things. Including walking the dog.

Until later Mis Amores!