Freakin' Rat

Okay, so time for really quick miniature update, public service announcement, and creepy story that makes me feel gross just thinking about it.

UPDATE

I am home from my many recent travels, including a 9 day adventure in Dallas, (a story from this trip will be coming up here shortly) and I am home now trying to get myself back in order here. I have been working at LBJ (Lucky Brand Jeans) for a little while now and it seems to be taking up a majority of my time. There is some drama about to hit the fan in a couple of days on top of an incident that took place last week where it was discovered that one of the associates was caught in a sticky situation. Jay and I are still residing in la casa de mi parents. Jay has been trying to get his schedule for next fall all put together, looks like there will be no summer classes that he will be able to take, but at least that means that he will be getting something of a break... poor guy works himself to death. I just really hope that all of his hard work pays off and that he will be recognized for everything that he does and that others in his life will do the same some day... I do want to make a quick note that I am creating this post on my laptop in bed and Jay is next to me passed out snoring with his mouth hanging open, I am just glad he isn't drooling on me, and trust me it has happened. 

CREEPY GROSS STORY

As I mentioned earlier, I have a story from my most recent visit to Dallas that, even when I think of it no, I get the shivers and I want to take a HOT shower...

So my brother lives in Dallas in a town called Frisco which is a very up-scale manicured place, a place where seeing a Bentley doesn't surprise you at all. Behind his house is the elementary school where his two oldest daughters go *and a quick shout out to them, they are beautiful and wonderful in every way*. On the last day of our vacation, my mom, my sister-in-law Alma, Sammy (my brother's youngest daughter), and myself decide to walk down the street to pick up the two girls from school, just as we had done every other day... As any picture perfect elementary school would be, the grounds are trimmed and plucked to perfection, and the sound of children's laughter emanates about the building. We stood beside a staircase just outside the front doors of the school waiting for all of the children to be released from their classes. Each class would march in order behind their teacher and would wait to either be picked up, or they would step onto their assigned bus. As we stood there waiting for the girls a teacher stopped right in front of me to scold one of her students for pushing another when she looks at me with a strange expression. Suddenly, and very calmly she points to the ground behind me and says "there's a rat..." It takes me a moment to comprehend what she is talking about, and as I look over my shoulder in disbelief there, only six inches from my innocent sandaled foot is a GIANT, plague infested rat. Patches of fur where missing from its hide, a huge thick tail curled behind its sickly body and I am pretty darn sure I saw a snaggle tooth. After I realized the encroaching atrocity I screamed and leaped about three feet in the air. This began the panic.  I see my mom dive to one side and Alma shriek in horror. Other innocent bystanders pointed and yelled at the creepy, pointed- faced thing that tried to sneak up on me, (who knows what it had planned once it got to me). I could not believe I saw a huge freakin' rat behind me in one of the nicest places I have ever visited. We heard later that a bus driver saw the rat leap from one kids backpack, but if you ask me, there is no way that thing came from a pet shop, it looked like those giant rat creatures from Princess Bride. And that is my rat story and I am proud to say that I have a new found fear of rats and plague.

FINALLY THE PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

I have just figured out how to create my own background for this blog. Please be patient while I fine tune the system as well as the design, you may see several different backgrounds while I go through this process. Thank you very much for your understanding. The Management.

Okay so that is it, I really need to get to bed, so until next time...

Man Pants

Today I am totally rockin' some man pants, not really but they are some old jeans of mine that are seriously like 3 sizes to big FOR SURE!!! Totally... anyway, they may not be the cutest thing since Devil Wears Prada but they are comfortable. Which leads me to my next point, why do guys get the comfy clothes and we are stuck with the skin tight, coin slot showing (go to hulu.com, search snl commercials and look for coin slot and you will be educated on the terminology) uncomfortable jeans??? Last time I checked women's bodies are WAY more temperamental than men's so why shouldn't we be able to wear some clothes that are a little more accommodating? It's a bunch of crap if you ask me. 

moving on

So in continuation of the saga which I will title "new job adventures", today I show up for work at 9, right on time (and I am NOT a punctual person so I have been impressed that I haven't been late yet) and there is no one there. No biggie right? Wrong. It was freezing outside this morning thank you very much crapo spring, so I waited in front of the store for a short bit for my manager to show up to open things up. Well that didn't last long b/c like I said it was freezing outside, so I go back to my truck and sit and wait, I'm thinking maybe he is just running a little late. Well 9 turns into 9:30, and then before I know it it's 10! So I have been texting some of my closest buddies about the sitch and I am really getting antsy. Had I known it would have been this long I could have made Micky D's Bfast but I missed it. So 10:30 and I am getting a little worried.

 I was watching this show on the Oxygen network yesterday, (which is like an updated version of Lifetime, it's totally cool to watch because they play plenty of ANTM ((if you don't know what that is I am so sorry for you:) )) anyway this show is called Snapped and it recounts true stories about women who have totally lost their marbles and brutally murder someone, usually a husband or lover or something... I promise I will tie this back into my work adventure... well in the show people don't usually realize there has been a murder until people realize that person is missing particularly from work. So I am contemplating the probability that maybe my boss could be a future episode of Snapped, and maybe no one else would realize he was gone except me. Freak out begins. 

So I call the Lucky store in PM and ask if they have the numbers for the managers @ the outlets. So I get his number and a few other peeps with keys and I give him a call. The phone rings a few times (I'm getting a little nervous) and finally he picks up his phone. Turns out that his engine seized (not sure what that is but it is bad) and so he had to try to find a ride to the store. By 11:30 he shows up, and I work until 1 so it was a short crazy day.

That is all for now... until next time.  

Rock Band Moments

Can you say family home evening?

Day two

So yesterday was my second day of work and I have to say that it was much better. I really just need to work on my anxiety issues that I have some times. I think that once I get the hang of what I am doing that it will be way better!

I am bored of that topic so lets move on...

But I can't think of anything so bye for now!

First Day of Work

Okay so first days always suck! Actually it really wasn't that bad but I hate the way you feel, even if it is an easy job you always feel like an idiot, like a lost dog just following your trainer around. I think I will get the hang of it but the first few days are always so awkward.

Now, time for gripping about the snow... seriously what is the deal? How can it be AMAZING weather all March and then right before April it desides to go to crap??? Boo!

That's all I have for today, I am going to lie down b/c I have a headache and it is making me sleepy!

I LOVE THIS PICTURE for a few reasons which are thus:

1. My hair looks good... errr ummm I mean how sweet that we as a couple can enjoy this moment to remember family together...

2. Okay no, it is nice that we could visit some family... I don't mean to be a TOTAL B.

3. I really like those glasses too, and my neck/face looks skinny YAY!

Oops haven't done this in a while

Yeah my bad, I haven't really kept up on this blogging thing, most likely bc no one besides Jenny from the Block knows about it so why would I write to myself? Of course what is the point of blogging anyway? I feel like in order to blog you have to be really carefull about not bragging, which I think in 99 % of cases that is what they are for... such as

OMG we are so lucky Jay just got a promo and we are loaded now!!! Yay for Us!

For the record Jay did not recieve a promotion and we are far from loaded.

Speaking of loaded, Jim (my Madre's hubby) took me shooting last week and I got to shoot a 9mm Beretta (sp) and a really nice shot gun! I only got a few bruises but I really enjoyed it. Is that a little scary that I want some guns of my own so I can Annie Oakley it?

That's about it for now.