Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Wacky weather.

It was INCREDIBLY warm yesterday, which was wonderful. I got a lot done in the garage, while watching my cutie play with bubbles and dance. I took her to the park with papa, got some errands done, ate dinner at home with my family.

It was a wonderful, wonderful day.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Spring break log: Day 3

I suppose yesterday was day 3, because we should count the weekend as the beginning of vacation.

What have I completed from my list? I made a batch of goat milk soap yesterday. Taught at the University last night (was that on the list?). Did a load of laundry. DH is cleaning and rearranging the garage, so that our soap making can be more productive.

Today I plan on relaxing a lot. The weather is nice, so DD and I will probably go to the park. I'm going to put soap on my new shelves in the garage, and label the shelves. I'll probably make another batch of soap tonight.

Oh, and I was talking to the bank yesterday about getting a business account and some merchant status. That's going to be a slower process--a choice, not a requirement.

I've got to do some gradebook stuff for my University class. Otherwise, today is all choice. I love that!

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Spring Break is Here!


My parents were in town this past weekend, so I didn't get anything "done" per se, which I suppose is okay. Of course my entire existence is dependent upon what I get accomplished in a day. I was too tired this weekend to do anything, anyway.

However, refreshed by a full night's sleep (finally!), I'm ready to tackle everything:

Soap making
soap sign making
tablecloth washing
tent preparing
soap making
shelf assembling
label making
label applying
cream making (see photo)
container ordering
container filling

Let's see what I can get finished.

p.s. For those wanting to smear their skin with the lotion pictured above, click here.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

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All I do is copy my bloggy friends. I have no creativity left, apparently.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

One of my favorite blogs is by a woman named Sherri who lives in San Francisco. She's heading to LA, and is a bit scared. Her description of LA is HILARIOUS.

I recommend you read it.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

I read things on craigslist...

...and hilarity ensues.

To wit...

Chanty McGee

Yesterday was another long day at work. After such a day, especially on America's National Drunk Fest (i.e. St. Patrick's Day), many people head to the pub for a pint. They sit with their friends, relaxing, taking in the atmosphere of dark wood, cigarette smoke, and alcohol.

Others go to the local Metaphysical Faire. That would be me.

We took our baby girl to nephew's house, where grammy was watching nephew. She took our girl, too, and hubby and I took off. We took the long way to get there, as it was rush hour and we decided to take some "shortcuts." We finally arrived.

Once there, it was a matter of browsing around for a tarot reader/psychic/other weirdo to tell us our business. Of course, the faire has many vendors as well, and I wanted to peruse them all. Which I did.

While hubby was waiting for his reading, I wandered around and realized that my back hurt. I almost sat down to rest (a sensible thing), when I spied a dude with a massage chair. "Ah!" I thought. "I can get a little mini-massage while waiting for hubby." So I gave the dude my money, and settled into his chair.

He began a-rubbin', and it felt good. He talked to me about energy, and healing, and how his engery would enter me (oh, dear), and that he might make noises and such while rubbin' me, because he likes to chant, to tap into the universal energy, etc.

"um..what?" I thought to myself. But before I knew what was happening, Chanty McGee began.

"ooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmm," he chanted, right into the top of my head. The sound went right down my spine to the small of my back, where I was in pain, and made it tickle. It tickled like when someone sneaks up from behind you, and talks right into the back of your neck with a low voice. You know that tickle? Yeah, that's the one, only it traveled down my spine.

"Does that hurt?" he asked, when I squirmed.

"No, the chanting into my head just makes me tickle in my lower back," I said, trying not to laugh.

So Chanty kept on chanting and rubbing, and I did my best not to squirm.

After that, I perused the vendors and found someone to read tarot cards for me, which was cool. It was a good reading, in that she told me everything that I wanted to hear. I like that in a reader.

Oh, and I got a henna tattoo on my hand. As evidenced above.

So, you decide. Better than getting drunk on green beer?

Saturday, March 11, 2006

I love Jones New York

My first round of interviews are over, I think. I haven't received a call from any other schools, but that is still a possibility. The timeline is getting short, however--schools have to be finished with interviews by noon on Tuesday. When I interviewed this afternoon, those folks had been there all day, interviewing, and still had some to do after I left. They said they would be calling folks "by Monday," which means they will probably start calling tonight, if they've made decisions.

I already got one call from a school, just to tell me that they hadn't yet made decisions, and they didn't want me to go the whole weekend without a phone call. I thought that was very professional of them, and told them I appreciated the call. I bet they call folks on Monday, as well.

Now, the waiting.

Before my interview today, I vascillated between being nervous and not caring about the outcome. I do care, but I was trying to get myself not to care so much that I got nervous. I don't know if it worked or not.

I've given up on second-guessing why people hire who they hire. My experience last year was depressing.

I'm just sittin' here, surfing the internet, and waiting...

p.s. I love Jones New York. Throw on anything made by them, and you'll look stunning. I promise.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Hand cramp.

Damn! Those hoops are annoying!

I went to my pre-qualifying "audition" thing today. My parents are in town, got into town last night, and I wasn't able to visit with them until around 6:30pm. My hubby held dinner for me, which was nice but a little unreasonable, I thought. We usually eat dinner around 4pm, because of my work hours.

Anyway, back to the hoops. We had to watch a video of a teacher teaching, take notes on it, and then answer two questions about how we would coach that teacher. Then, we had to read an article that was, essentially, useless (no information there, really), and respond to a prompt. Then, I had to respond to three more prompts, because I was auditioning for "staff developer."

What-ever. I was so tired when I got home. And our girl was so wound up from having grandma and grandpa over for most of the day, she was tired and throwing a fit. She cried and threw a fit for over an hour. Before that hour was up, I was fed up and put her in her bed, even though it was early, thinking that such a fit was caused by fatigue. After about 20 minutes of screaming, she tired out and fell asleep.

So we got to eat most of our dinner in peace. Poor baby girl.

Tommorrow I'm gonna get off from work early, and take us over to the park by my aunt's house, and then for dinner mom and dad are taking us out to a Chinese buffet. Sounds like a good plan to me.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Jumping through hoops

That's what I'll be doing, tomorrow around 4:30pm. "Auditioning," if you will, to pre-qualify for a job that is primarily staff development.

Which is, primarily, what I do all the time at the university.

*rolls eyes*

Whatever. Here I go.