29 April, 2007
Especially when the alarm goes off at 9.
But I'm not going to complain about being tired because Scott rolled in some time around dawn. Oh well, at least that should be the last of the late nights for him until this time next year.
28 April, 2007
I can not keep a secret.
I can, however, selectively choose who I tell the secret to. Scott hears most of them. But I think that most people understand that when one of us knows, the other will find out within 24 hours. Reyna's pregnancy went like that. She told Scott, Scott told me. And although we were sworn to secrecy, we each heard from someone else within 48 hours. She can't keep a secret either!
Sometimes my out-of-state friends (again, not you Sponge) hear the can't-tell-anyone-must-tell-someone secrets. Mom gets a few of those too.
I also don't keep secrets of my own. Secrets are a short hop from lies, which I avoid whenever possible. They eat away at my insides and ultimately bring me around the dark depressed section of my brain. It's best to avoid that altogether. That being said, I have found that having just one person to confide in pretty much lifts that burden. And again, there are a bunch of people out there - separated by many many miles - who hold little pieces of my self for me when I become too much to hold.
So please - tell me your secrets. I can be trusted to not reveal them to people you know. But you should know that some anonymous person out there will probably also know your secret before too long.
27 April, 2007
Anyway, apparently I rate as an A.P. in this job. I came in yesterday to flowers and a card from our Chefs. Actually, the flowers are fake and they live in a really neat looking vase, which is good because it means Scott won't eventually have to scrape a layer of slime out of the vase when the flowers die and the water turns stagnant.
Speaking of work, I had two nearly identical conversations with two different management-level people yesterday, both of which started, "don't tell anyone but..." Amazingly enough, both proceeded to tell me the same thing that I was stressing over on Monday. So yeah - apparently in this job I am officially IN the loop. That's a strange departure for me. Apparently, I am also perceived as someone who can keep her mouth shut (silence from the peanut gallery!!!) and who can keep a secret (really - stop - I can hear you laughing from here). That's an even stranger departure.
Such is the life of an administrative professional. I guess.
25 April, 2007
24 April, 2007
All that being said, I really don't have too much to update. I went to the dentist for a cleaning yesterday. I think my gums are finally starting to recover from the water torture. I also went into work for what I assumed would be a 4-hour stint to finish making the confirmation calls for the big wedding happening in May. It ended up only taking me about an hour - plus 1/2 hour for other stupid things that needed to be done.
I had a wee meltdown at/after work yesterday, which lead me to go over to Scott's office and take him out for ice cream sundaes. I needed the ice cream. The meltdown is over something I can't really publicly talk about, and something that didn't really deserve the freak-out it got, but you know me - always good for that sort of thing! I might be able to talk about it in a week or so, but by then I might not want to. We'll see.
So Scott and I actually have two days off together this week, free from any sort of dental appointments, and plan on actually enjoying them together. What a concept!
21 April, 2007
Last night I took advantage of some quiet time at home to act like a girl - I curled up on the recliner with the last two scoops of ice cream (still in the carton), and watched a chick flick. I don't really care for Jack Black - one of the biggest over-actors of our time - but I love Kate Winslet, and Cameron Diaz and Jude Law aren't so bad either. The movie was actually better than I expected it to be.
Tonight I'm going to go to bed by midnight. I had a pretty productive day at work today, and feel that I deserve a full nine hours of sleep.
By the way, if anyone ever offers you a chocolate bar that looks like this, tell them you gave up chocolate for Lent (or some made-up holiday). Who makes chocolate with dates and shitake mushrooms, anyway? Here's the description from some random website:
A dream of a thousand and one compositions. A puree of Jordanian sun-drenched dates mixed with Arabica coffee revelling in a white chocolate cream. On a further layer, spices and the Asiatic traditional health mushroom Shiitake are immersed in a dark canache. Colorfully created and wrapped in a dark chocolate coating.
Riiight! It tastes a little like soap, and I got a piece stuck in my tooth that I had to let dissolve because the tip of my tongue was repelled by it! I'm not sure who gave these to our Chef, but he's been giving them out like... umm... candy. Just yesterday, he gave me a bar of fennel-orange hot chocolate mix. It requires warming the milk, and the directions are in metric, so I'm waiting to see my husband again so that we can share that experience! The company is based in Austria, and judging by these flavors, Austrians are a pretty wacky bunch!
20 April, 2007
He's down with the Lenape senior trip. He's the junior advisor this year, and will be back next year as well with his seniors.
We had a good time catching up at breakfast at Kona Cafe. (I had pineapple macadamia nut pancakes, which were tasty, but the nuts were actually in the pancakes. It turns out I prefer mine without little pebbles in every bite.) I say "catching up" because that's what you do after you haven't seen each other in a year. But nothing has really changed for either of us. He's getting set for his sister's wedding - that's about the biggest news there is. Still, it's nice to have people in my life who, when I see them, pick up right where we left off.
Scott and I are tentatively planning our next "since we're not pregnant, let's go blow some money" vacation to NYC. If we drive up, Tom says we can crash with him, and we can just hop the train to New York. We want to see Wicked (yes, again) and Mary Poppins. Of course, that's at least a year away, but I'm already day dreaming about it.
For now, I'll content myself with knowing that Tom will be back this time next year, and we'll be able to get together for lunch yet again.
18 April, 2007
Actually, the past week has sucked. Three out of the past five account activities in our joint checking account have been major withdrawals - $400+ for my car repairs, $700+ for rent, and $300+ for our tax payment. Not to mention the hunk of cash Scott paid for his wisdom teeth. (can someone please explain to me why the insurance company won't pay for IV sedation? sheesh!) That expense, however, came out of his FSA card, and doesn't impact our day-to-day spending. Plus, we have about $300 in bills coming out of the account on Thursday. Eek!
We also had money in a 9-month certificate that ended about a week ago. I forgot to move the money back to savings in time, and now it's in a 6-month certificate. Oh well, it's available if we absolutely need it, and it's out of reach of my sticky fingers. That's probably for the best.
So yeah, taxes this year turned out to be quite the project. Scott sold some of his ESPP stock last year, and the free file version of Turbo Tax isn't equipped for that form. They wanted me to pay $50 to upgrade to some deluxe investor version. Umm... no. So I started all over on Monday with H&R Block. I paid the $29.99 for their premium service, but ended up finding a deduction I had missed that was worth $100. I also went ahead and started withholding money on my W-4 so that next year we won't owe anything. That is so annoying! And neither of us will be selling our stock unless absolutely necessary. I would prefer to go back to free filing next year!
Oh well, with my overtime shift yesterday (50 hour week - what was I thinking???) and Scott working Grad Nites this week and next week, our financial cushion should be re inflated pretty soon. Thank goodness!
OK, I was truly planning on checking out the topic of the MPS this week and going out and actually taking a picture for it. And had I checked on this earlier yesterday, I would have gotten a killer picture of the trees across the street blowing like mad. Sadly, I didn't. And so once again I am delving back into my archives from... the cruise.
The picture above is Scott, he of the plastic LEGO snap-on hair, demonstrating just how windy it was up on deck 10 on one of our at sea days. You can actually see his clothes blowing as well.
The other two pictures were taken just about a year apart, on two separate ships, but both during the "Sailabration" sail away deck party, and I'm drinking the same beverage in each - a daiquiri/colada swirl in a souvenir cup. (in the second picture I'm also holding Scott's Mojito) These pictures were also taken up on Deck 10 - one with the wind in my face, one with the wind at my back.
P.S. - bonus points to the first person who can tell me from what show the title of this post is borrowed.
16 April, 2007
And by the way, there's a special ice pack they make for dental patients - like a long sock with velcro on the ends and two tiny ice pouches. It amuses me.
Of course, the other man in my life, my boss, is having his back surgery this afternoon. He's going to be out probably until the end of May. I think Scott may have the sweeter side of this day.
15 April, 2007
I'm finally growing out that ridiculous cut I got - the one after the Locks of Love cut. But I can't even put up a half ponytail because the top lengths of hair, especially the ones around my face, are still to short to join the party.
14 April, 2007
Yesterday G and I buckled down and got a lot done. I got almost halfway through my little project (making calls re-confirming RSVPs for an upcoming wedding) and we also managed to get two days worth of phone calls made.
Plus, M is on vacation this week and I'm working an extra shift on Tuesday, so I'll be able to make calls that day. And since D took this week off for her kids' spring break, I think she wants to pick up an extra shift next week.
And just like that, I can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel.
...now I just need to finish our darn taxes!
Oh yeah, and for some strange reason my raise (which I thought would kick in at the end of the fiscal year or the end of the actual year) kicked in on my last pay check - a whopping 45 cents per hour. Doesn't sound like much, but that's and extra $900/year based on straight time alone.
13 April, 2007
12 April, 2007
That tacky gold rose was actually one in a series that runs around Belle's fancy ball gown. This was one of my favorite "Jamie" moments on the cruise - standing up on the stage and getting up close and personal with these fabulous costumes.
Random Fact: The Cruise Line costumes are all created by the people at Creative Costuming at the Disney MGM Studios, and you can see into their workshop from the Backlot Tour tram ride.
10 April, 2007
09 April, 2007
I must admit, I'm a little bummed I just used those Easter egg pictures from work - that would've been great! Oh well, I think this picture looks pretty grand, don't you?
As John asks, I will be back Thursday to reveal the big picture.
Update: Here's the zoomed-out picture.
08 April, 2007
mmm...chocolate bunny ears...
I have a snippet of dialogue from work last night that I'd like to share. This conversation took place between me and under-boss:Me: if you come in the office later and I'm on the floor twitching and unconscious,
Him: kick you?
Me: no! don't kick me! tell the paramedics that I've eaten my weight in jellybeans in the past 48 hours.
Him: ...and they should pump your stomach and prepare for the rainbow gelatinous mess?
Me: yes. and don't kick me!
In retrospect, possibly not funny enough to have typed (twice, since I e-mailed the conversation to Scott last night at work). But it really points to my state of mind. Sugared out! That being said, I'll probably hit the jellybeans hard again today. After all, they're not chocolate, and they are fruit flavored. They must be healthy!
Is anyone out there having ham today? I like ham. We're having Chinese take-out that Scott got last night on his way home from work. Oh well, at least I got pork lo mein!
07 April, 2007
And, despite our kid-unfriendly reputation, we have two little chocolate bunnies. Aren't they precious?
Let's not forget the Easter flowers! Every now and then the florist really gets it right. I'm only sorry I didn't get a shot of the entire arrangement. It's gorgeous!
Of course, that's within the hallowed walls of The Restaurant. Back in our cinder block office with fluorescent lighting, Easter looks a little different:
I have to say, I'm proud of how my little Charlie Brown Easter Basket turned out. I forgot the grass I bought at Publix, and had to make due with the little bit that was already in this basket (which was already in my office from who-knows-when). And in case you were wondering, nobody is eating the Peeps. Oh well, I like the yellow ones. I ate three of them today (not the ones pictured above - I have the leftovers in a bag in my desk).
So... any Easter decorations where you are?
05 April, 2007
04 April, 2007
I guess that's pretty much par for the course for the past 24 hours. Scott and I realized at 11:45 yesterday morning that both of us needed to shower and be out the door for his dentist appointment by 12:20. I wanted to finish watching the show I was engrossed in, so I sent him first. And at 12:10, he finally got out of the bathroom.
So much for the shower.
So we went to the dentist, and I sat in the waiting room and read my Readers Digest (yeah, I think I'm the only person who brings RD with them into a doctor's waiting room). We decided to swing by the Publix that's right there to pick up massive amounts of Easter candy for our co-workers, and were doing our second loop through the deli looking for something quick to eat when who should we run into but my father and his wife.
Here's what I know about the situation: she waved at us, I waved back, and we kept walking in our opposite directions. After they walked past, I actually stopped the cart and looked back, figuring I had Scott there to support me through the awkward family reunion, and my father didn't even stop or turn around. I'm going to go ahead and assume the worst that he saw us first and was pretending he didn't. That's him M.O.
At this point, I would like to stop and thank my mother for officially being the only member of my family who still wants anything to do with me. I really don't know what heinous crime I have committed to be so outcast from everyone I ever held dear, but it hurts.
Anyway, after we left Publix (and I had a brief moment considering running over to their house and claiming the rest of my things) we went and tried out a new eating spot: the Chef's Table, which turned out to be the highlight of the afternoon. It's a deli with some eat-in tables. It's an established business, but they just moved from old Clermont proper down to 27. We each got a sandwich and split some pasta salad. My sandwich was turkey and cheese with mayo and orange marmalade. Sounded too gross to pass up (I am my mother's daughter!). And it was quite tasty! The chef of my restaurant actually recommended the place to me - he knows the chef there - and said they make the best meatloaf sandwich on earth. I guess I'll have to try that next time.
I'm actually working today, and taking tomorrow off. This is probably for the best, because otherwise I'd just be sitting here brooding over my dysfunctional family. And really, I don't think I could handle that.
03 April, 2007
We had to drop the car off at the dealership at 10:30 am, which particularly sucked for Scott, since he worked until 3:30 that morning. It also sucked for both of us because we hit the dreaded morning traffic on 192. It took 1/2 hour to get to the first possible alternate route. So we were late, but not by much.
After dropping off the car, Scott drove me back to work. "Work?" you ask, "Isn't Monday your day off?" Well yes, thank you for paying attention. But today we four reservationists were going to get together and go to the hotel's "spring training," which is basically 2 hours where you flit from station to station and learn about the stuff in the hotel that you didn't know. Our restaurant had a station, and was serving "chicken and mushrooms" which was actually chicken confit and a mushroom custard. The hotel's seafood restaurant actually had two live lobsters on display. Gah! And I won a towel bunny from the housekeeping/front desk station for guessing the answer to a question.
Well, our session was from noon to two, and on our way out my boss came and asked if I could stay and help our "girl chef" run the last session. The big bosses were on their way to a party celebrating yet another Silver Spoon award. So I stayed on. And then I spent 2 hours plating up tiny servings of chicken confit and passing trays.
At 5:00, I finally had a chance to check my voicemail from the Hyundai dealership. The Check Engine light was on because the computer "registered a misfire" so they did something to my spark plugs. They didn't charge me the $45 for the diagnostic because it was so easy to fix. And all I paid for was my oil change (since I was there...) and labor. $42. That's a bit much for an oil change, but cheaper than a new car!
So we went and picked up my car and then drove home. So my two hour work obligation ended up netting me 5.5 hours of OT. That's especially impressive because I hadn't planned on even paying myself for Spring Training because I was just going for the free food and door prizes!
02 April, 2007
So umm... I'm just going to put up a picture. I had a fun day today, so I'll be sure to write about it tomorrow.Haven't you always wanted a monkey?