Friday, March 5, 2010

"Do I sound more sophisticated?"

Is what Ben said to me yesterday as he called me on his shiny new iphone. (No, that is not bitterness you are sensing.) I love apple. I love my mac. I love my ipod. I want an iphone.

However, we're on a budget. I don't have a steady job. I am interning. I am in school. I'm on an expensive eating plan. I have no iphone.

Remember Ben's enormous blessing of a promotion? (Still in awe of that one) God granted us another GIGANTIC blessing when his company also took over his cell phone line two weeks ago! Woo! (Saves us hopefully $30-$40/month!!!) Well his company's standard phone is a blackjack. But who wants a blackjack?!?!?! NOT BEN!

Ben kicks and screams begs and pleads and gives me his usual puppy dog eyes that win him buggies & lots of camping trips with the boys and an iphone was on its way... See we had to pay for the iphone, since he technically could have gotten a blackjack for free.

I have now not talked to my husband since the iphone fell into his precious little hand over 24 hours ago. Instead all I hear are gunshots & farts coming from his sweaty little palm.

Thanks iphone.

I'll take that money, thanks.

As much money as WE are spending on marketing for people to mail the census back, couldn't we just keep all that money and put it into our debt or maybe education???

I mean really... how many commercials, print ads, radio spots, signs, billboards, posters, fliers have you seen telling you to mail the census back?!



Seriously... this one gets stuck in my head and its not real cool to explain to people that you are just singing about mailing back the census...

But maybe it was their plan to annoy the crap out of us and get me to blog about it... so now all of you who are living under a rock know to mail it back. You are welcome.

5 Question Friday

My Little Life

What a fun Friday! I went to my internship today and an hour in we were told that we were going home because there was no water! Yay! It is bittersweet though because I NEED HOURS!!!! I needed to have the two small groups that I was going to do and the 3 whole-group lessons I had planned... Ugh. It is a beautiful day though so I'll enjoy it!

In the meantime: Happy 5 Question Friday! Link up and play along.

1.
What's your guilty pleasure?

Can I have 900? I could eat a bag of Robin's Eggs during Easter... or peeps?! Love them.
However, these are off my menu, so my current guilty pleasure is: Way too much television. The whole time I am watching I'm thinking I should be working out, I should be cleaning, I should be studying, I should be reading... so yeah I'd say that is guilt.

2. What is your favorite TV series?

Just one?! LOST.

Biggest Loser, Grey's Anatomy, Flash Forward, Army Wives, I could go on.

3. Can you speak any foreign languages?

Nope. 3 classes of Spanish and I worked at a mexican restaurant for 3 years... and I'm down to Yo quiero una cerveza porfavor.

4. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

Probably about 22. Ben says that is WAY too many and constantly tells me I have to throw some out, but he just doesn't get it. I cannot wear brown cowboy boots with every outfit!

5. What's your favorite kind of M&M's...peanut, almond, straight up regular, etc.?

The kind on top of a sugar cookie. Yum! Or, peanut butter... or almond.... or peanut. Maybe just all of them!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Dissappointment at the end of the tunnel

Have I mentioned before that there is no commencement ceremony if you graduate in August from UAB? I am so sad.

I wasn't big on walking in undergrad. In fact, I almost didn't, but one of my best friends told me I'd regret it if I didn't and she would have been very right. Plus, I'm always a fan of a good photo opportunity, so at the last minute I signed up and walked at the end of my 5th-year for a 4-year degree.


That day I NEVER in a million years thought I'd go back to school. It only took a few short months (maybe even weeks) for me to change my mind though.

Then when I decided to go back to school, I never imagined how hard it would be! I was told there was an interview process to be accepted into the program, which I was fine with. In fact, I didn't think twice about it. I dressed fairly business casual and didn't really even think about what I would say because I thought, no big deal, we'll just talk and all will be fine. Well, it was much more intense and intimidating than I ever thought.

My grandfather was ill that day and minutes before my name was called my mom called to tell me that he had suddenly passed away. I literally said to my mom, "I can't hear that right now, I'll have to call you back." Deep breath... and I went into a room with 5 professors. Deep breath. They began asking me questions like, "What are some experiences you have had working with diverse populations?" Uh... diverse? Hmm.... my answer: "I hiked 12-miles to the bottom of the grand canyon to spend a week with the Havasupai tribe." Yep... that was about it. (Maybe if I had planned I could have come up with more activities, volunteer projects and extraordinary things I had done.) Throughout the interview I was told I was prejudiced, inexperienced and very sheltered. Keep in mind... my grandfather had JUST passed away also. When I was told I was prejudiced I remember taking a HUGE deep breath and saying to myself... just don't cry in front of these people.... DON'T CRY. Amazingly enough (every emotion I have comes out in tears)... I didn't.

I left the interview (convinced I would never be accepted and needed to find a new plan for life) and a professor that would later become one of my favorite stepped out with me and asked me if I was okay. Open the floodgates.... (I can hold it in pretty well until you ask that question) I bawled about my grandfather and probably blubbered a few other random things before telling him "Thank you for this opportunity."

Well, after all that I was surprisingly accepted into the program.

Sorry, I got a little side-tracked.

Back to graduation.

So this degree has been a huge growing experience for me. I have really learned to stand on my feet during all of this and have become passionate about something that I actually feel I am good at. A feeling I did not have when I graduated the first time.

I was REALLY looking forward to graduation.

(Not so much the green cap and gown though.)

So now that I have learned that there is not a graduation ceremony for summer graduates, I have a few options: Walk the semester after I graduate (which will be when a very close friend of mine is also walking) or don't walk at all and rent a cap & gown of a more flattering color and go stand by our very fun 'Blazer' statue that also happens to blow smoke for a picture or two.

Jealous?

I have also told Ben a trillion times once or twice that he needs to plan a huge graduation party for me because I am not planning my own (or probably will and just sign Ben's name to everything... I've never been a fan of planning my own parties to celebrate me). This party is even MORE important now that there will be no actual ceremony!

Well, today Ben received an email from his company asking to please let them know if they, their spouses or children have graduated/will graduate this year so they can be recognized in some form or fashion that Ben thinks will be with a party. (WOO!)

I said, "SIGN ME UP!" Ben is a little shocked and probably embarrassed that I want to do this. I don't really know anyone at his company since he and I have worked over an hour apart for 3 years and they haven't had any company functions since the economy went to crap.

But, I have worked very hard for this degree and I'll take any recognition I can get (or any excuse to go to a party)!

So what would you do? Walk late? Not walk? Rent a cap & gown? Give the 'Blazer' a huge hug?!

Oh. My. Gosh.

I'm in love with whoever combined two of my favorite things (& old posts): THIS and THIS.
Thanks Annie! :)





Music is a little off at the end, and I really wish it was the entire song... but I love it.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

LOVE some LOST

Do you watch LOST???

Are you obsessed???

I'm so glad that Claire is back (Have I ever told you my obsession of all things Australian?) However, she definitely could use a bath and maybe a dose of sanity. Just bring back Charlie and I'll be happy.

I'm so lost this season though.

What on earth is with the flashes to the non-island reality???

And tonight... it said we were supposed to have some questions answered? I received no answers. Just more confusion. With only 10 episodes left, I hope they don't just wait until the last one and be like, Okay... here is what's up.

Did you get any answers? If so, I'd love for you to share!

Monday, March 1, 2010

Sweet Sixteen

I saw on the news last night that only 33% of 16-year-olds are getting their license at 16. It said this was down from 44% in 1988. Well, somewhere between 1988 and now I'm pretty sure (maybe say about 10 years ago) that number must have been 99.9% because I only knew two people in my class that did not get their license the DAY they turned 16.

Can you imagine?!

2 years before I turned 15 I started planning to get my permit, which was just a must so I could finally DRIVE!

I'd even carry my parent's car keys around when we went to the grocery store, you know, so all those hot grocery boys would think I could drive. I was so cool.

Well, 15 was the slowest year of my life because all I wanted to do was drive. The DAY I turned 16 I think I woke my parents up at 4am like it was Christmas morning, telling them we had to hurry and get in line at the DMV. We drove all the way up there only to read a sign on the door that said, "Closed for Confederate Memorial Day."

Do you think I'm kidding?

I'm not.

Confederate Memorial Day definitely shuts down the banks and state offices here in Alabama.

This year it is April 26. My birthday is April 27, so somehow it fell on my birthday or the first business day after my birthday 10 years ago.

Talk about disappointment.

So my question to you is, did you wait to get your license? and why? or were you in line camping out the night before like the rest of us?

The reason the news gave last night that only 33% of 16-year-olds were getting it?

The economy.

Of course.
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