So, many know that I am in search of a new job as a result of being downsized where I am. This is a good thing. I need to move on and grow and learn and all that good stuff. but after a while of feeling pretty relaxed about it all, I am getting down to the wire and may have to make a choice. I have a second interview with Lafayette Urban Ministry as the Director of the After School Program. this would be such a great opportunity... but. It is only 25 hours, no benefits and mediocre pay. I would have to remain here at Purdue half time just to keep benefits and compensate pay. not something I want to do (remain in my current position). I also have a shot at the Lafayette Blood Center as a phlebotomist. I think I would really enjoy this as well. full time, pay is great, benefits included. (minus having a fitness center to go to).
SO, pray that God will either make things ridiculously clear for me or I will have wisdom in choosing.
Meanwhile, I'm opening at Euro Cafe and still working here at Purdue while having my jewelry business, while helping Abram with his business, while doing weddings on the weekend.
:)
30 July 2007
Jax
CONGRATULATIONS
To Jason and Sundi.
Jaxxon Enlow joined us yesterday. For so long he has just been this secret that we could see moving behind skin :) now he's out and about and SOOOO cute. He is such a good baby and I'm so happy for Jason and Sundi.
Weighing in at 8 lb 8 oz, 21 in long, meet my new favorite kid, Jaxxon.
Sundi looked awesome just hours after labour and she is my role model. Her pregnancy was a breeze and her delivery was ON TIME, the day he was due, and... I certainly wont say a breeze, I think "the most excruciating pain I have ever felt" were here words. But she's awesome. Good job honey!!!
Jaxxon Enlow joined us yesterday. For so long he has just been this secret that we could see moving behind skin :) now he's out and about and SOOOO cute. He is such a good baby and I'm so happy for Jason and Sundi.
Weighing in at 8 lb 8 oz, 21 in long, meet my new favorite kid, Jaxxon.
Sundi looked awesome just hours after labour and she is my role model. Her pregnancy was a breeze and her delivery was ON TIME, the day he was due, and... I certainly wont say a breeze, I think "the most excruciating pain I have ever felt" were here words. But she's awesome. Good job honey!!!
27 July 2007
For Cathy and so Heather knows she doesnt want it.
Thursday, July 19, 2007, 12pm. a friend takes me to lunch. I'm going to sit her cats while she's away plus we just want to catch up. After browsing the menu at Scotty's, a place Abram and I have frequented, we both decide a wrap sounds good. Its their best entre. I order the (I had to wait this long to post so I could actually talk about it) Kinney bacon skinny wrap with applesauce as my side. I've never had it before but a friend did and loved it. We have a lovely time and I'm back at work at 130pm. 3pm Abram picks me up and we head over the house we will be closing on the next day. We have some last minute pictures and things to do. I'm walking around with Abram taking pictures. the Realtor comes by, we chat. soon after she leaves and we start to pick up where we left off I suddenly feel very nauseous. I tell abram how sick I feel and he suggests I go upstairs and lie down on the carpet. I do so and lay their writhing in agony for the next hour while he finishes up. He practically carries me to the car and I go to my bed at home to lay there, cramping and feeling so completely miserable I could cry. Abram comes in to offer some comfort. Finally at 7pm while Abram is sacrificially rubbing my back for some relief, I jolt out of bed and to the bathroom. It all comes up. Food from seven years ago had to have been in there. Where did it all come from?? I felt instantly better. and only for an instant. I was soon back in bed, cramping up and feeling even more sick. Images of the Kinney bacon skinny wrap haunt me.
Abram leaves for a bit to run some errands. I call my dad b/c I'm sure he has the cure for food poisoning. Sure enough, he offers up his sure-fire puke recipe. Two tablespoons of mustard in a quart of water. stir it up and drink it down. "You need to get it all out of you" I go down stairs. I like mustard. I like water. surely watered down mustard cant be all that bad. I got as far as mixing it and then the very thought of it, mixed with the Kinney wrap images is enough. I bolt upstairs to the bathroom where more, yes more comes up. Where was I storing THAT?? So, Dad said I have to get it all out. and if more just came up, maybe there is more in there?? So, yes, I did. I drank the mustard water. tasted like mustard. easy enough to get down. Not so pleasant sitting in the gut. I wait. nothing. walk around. nothing. go back to bed. try to fall asleep... long story short. It was all out. I spent the entire night up every hour to hour and a half with the dry-heaves. My body was put through a beating like nothing else. every inch of me to my toes hurt. pain. lots of pain. I couldn't get comfortable. I laid in bed till I knew I needed to take my shower sooner or later since I had to be at the closing of the house at 11am. I sat on the floor of the tub and mostly just let the water run over me and I think I managed to wash my hair. abram picked out some clothes for me, I let my hair airdry and we drove to the closing. I was a mess. but got thru. I laid around the rest of the day. Saturday we went to the pool and while that was refreshing I was still very dehydrated and it took a lot out of me to just float around. Abram took me to Indy and the chicken noodle soup I had had for lunch kept taunting me and threatening to come back up. On our way home Abram had the audacity to suggest we call ahead to Scotty's to pick up dinner. Well, he had to go in and eat it by himself (which he did) I just got a strawberry smoothie, which sat nicely. Sunday I was all better, but I am a bit leery of food still.
oh, I had called Scotty's Thursday to inform them of my condition and they were, unfortunately not the kindest about it. too bad for them.
so, that's my story.
may you all be sparred food poisoning!!!!
Abram leaves for a bit to run some errands. I call my dad b/c I'm sure he has the cure for food poisoning. Sure enough, he offers up his sure-fire puke recipe. Two tablespoons of mustard in a quart of water. stir it up and drink it down. "You need to get it all out of you" I go down stairs. I like mustard. I like water. surely watered down mustard cant be all that bad. I got as far as mixing it and then the very thought of it, mixed with the Kinney wrap images is enough. I bolt upstairs to the bathroom where more, yes more comes up. Where was I storing THAT?? So, Dad said I have to get it all out. and if more just came up, maybe there is more in there?? So, yes, I did. I drank the mustard water. tasted like mustard. easy enough to get down. Not so pleasant sitting in the gut. I wait. nothing. walk around. nothing. go back to bed. try to fall asleep... long story short. It was all out. I spent the entire night up every hour to hour and a half with the dry-heaves. My body was put through a beating like nothing else. every inch of me to my toes hurt. pain. lots of pain. I couldn't get comfortable. I laid in bed till I knew I needed to take my shower sooner or later since I had to be at the closing of the house at 11am. I sat on the floor of the tub and mostly just let the water run over me and I think I managed to wash my hair. abram picked out some clothes for me, I let my hair airdry and we drove to the closing. I was a mess. but got thru. I laid around the rest of the day. Saturday we went to the pool and while that was refreshing I was still very dehydrated and it took a lot out of me to just float around. Abram took me to Indy and the chicken noodle soup I had had for lunch kept taunting me and threatening to come back up. On our way home Abram had the audacity to suggest we call ahead to Scotty's to pick up dinner. Well, he had to go in and eat it by himself (which he did) I just got a strawberry smoothie, which sat nicely. Sunday I was all better, but I am a bit leery of food still.
oh, I had called Scotty's Thursday to inform them of my condition and they were, unfortunately not the kindest about it. too bad for them.
so, that's my story.
may you all be sparred food poisoning!!!!
20 July 2007
18 July 2007
the proof
17 July 2007
Worth writing home about
So, I dont generally believe in these gimicks, but I am a mess maker and also curious at the same time. I purchased one of these "pens" at Walmart one day, mostly b/c they were so brilliantly placed on the end of an isle and so convenient to grab. I tossed it in my purse when I got home and about a week later we were driving to a wedding rehearsal we were to shoot. I was drinking coffee (surprise surprise) and Abram hit a bump in the road (no fault of is of course!) and there went the coffee down my... yes, you guessed it, white shirt. drat. I grabbed the Tide To Go out of my purse and figured a ring of stain remover was better... maybe? I dont know... than coffee. so I started dabbing it on and lo and behold the coffee disappeared and ne're a stain-remover ring appeared. SOLD! I was pretty impressed with this little gadget. Is it a gadget?
Oh. but wait. It gets better. So, I've used this thing a couple of times and of course I'm in love with it. But here we are at Bethany's wedding and we are preparing to start the Bride's pictures. "Sarah, look" Bethany shows me a spot where she got make up on her satin wedding dress. right up front. "Can you edit that out in pictures? Do you think it will show up?" Well, lets see if we cant edit it out right now! I go and get the Tide pen out of my purse, but pause. Surely this will leave a ring on the white satin. I pull back a piece on the back where it wont be visible and start the dabbing. We wait till it dries. No ring, no sign its there at all. So away I go, dabbing at the spot right in front. And away the make-up goes. Brilliant. no ring. just a clean white dress.
Now, a side note... dont use green napkins to blot the wet stain remover, this, in turn causes the green to magically lift from the napkin and on to the very white satin material you are blotting. Dont fear. The Tide took the green right back out.
Yes. I am now a spokesperson for Tide To Go.
If only they'd pay me.
(I haven't tried it on colours yet, but I'm sure the time will come)
to coffee drinkers world wide. Get a Tide To Go pen for your purses, back pockets, glove compartments, you get the idea :)
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