1. The best piece of advice I was ever given was Do your best, do what you can, and if it doesn't happen, it's just not meant to be right now. God is in control...not you.
2. If I had a million dollars to give to one charity I would give it toCompassion International--because recently I wish I could sponsor a kiddie.
3. If I got to choose my "last meal" it would be [this one is tough, as my desired appetite changes constantly], probably some kind of cheesy noodle/spaghetti dish, sweet or mint tea, a brownie or some chocolatey dessert with vanilla bean ice cream.
4. My hair is straight and blonde. Not many other words to describe it, except boring.
5. If at first you don't succeed I guess it's wrong to say "keep trying". I mean seriously, how many times do you succeed the first time? ME? not too often. The beauty of life.
6. I have always been very bad at making desicions..
7. Oh....and by the way.... I feel like I'm getting the hang of Rita's. The hubs and I have even taken over scheduling [yikes!] I also feel like I've abandoned my blog, and I'm sorry. .
1. Today I am wearing pj's right now, but as soon as I'm done here, khaki's & a rita's shirt...again.
2. My favorite childhood food was Wavy Chips & ranch dip or Dilly Bars from Dairy Queen (I've got dessert on my mind)and my favorite food now is ...hmm so not fair to only pick one. I love ice cream, but real food---I don't know. I don't have time to think that long. .
3. A day that I am too busy to spend time with my hubby & pups is a day that I am too busy.
4. The last movie I saw was "Up" and the next movie I want to see is I usually only watch movies that Greg finds on TV or someone brings home. We don't go out to the movies.
5. My favorite smell is chocolate? baking/cooking smellsbecause, it means something good is about to be set before me.
6. A weird little quirk I have isI like things to be smooth & again I'm an office supply hoarder.
7. When I take personality quizzes they always say I'm [don't know] I haven't taken one of those since I was in middle school?!? Probably an introvert, although at times I can be an extrovert.
On Monday it was time to face the inevitable. Greg had to go to school, followed by track, followed by Ritas while I went to Rita's. After essentially one looong day of speed training it was time for us to work on our own. We were stressed, terrified, and felt completely unqualified. After a terrible night's sleep we were both semi-ready to face the day [ready as in dressed and out of time]. Then the moment that I carry with me every time I leave for work. We had the.best.hug. It was a hug that signified that we really are in this together. A hug that meant more than I love you. A hug that was completely understood as "I know how your feeling". A hug that made me cry out of pure comfort and love. A hug that felt as though time had completely stopped and nothing was going on around us.
I really have no idea how long that hug really lasted. For all I know it could have been 3 seconds [though I'm sure it was longer]. We left at the same time in different cars, headed down the same road. It was though we were even conquering it together. It was in the car as I was trying to compose myself and control my tears, that I realized even though Greg can't be with me and the sense of that hug will rub off, I know that God, my Lord, my Savior, is with me. He will always be there to share every tear, every fear, every frustration and if I give them over to Him I will be free from them. I don't completely remember driving down the highway because I was totally immersed in talking with God.
Giving Him my fears, most definitely my worries & tears, and just asking Him to help me to feel His presence with me that day.
Needless to say, I made it through the day. No more tears, still some fears and worries, but I am going to try to daily give up those worries and fears and someday I know they will be gone.
Really? Is that even possible...that it's been 2 days since my last post? I feel like I wrote that last one earlier this morning. Yesterday--ohh that's right it was Sunday. Here's how my day broke down.
7:00am-alarm goes off, turn off [notice, not even a snooze]
7:15am-Greg's alarm goes off, turned off [again, no snooze]
7:30am-should probably shower, roll out of bed
8:30am-arrive at church
11:35am-leave church head to Granddad's
12:00noon-lunch with family @ Granddad's
2:30pm-continue to visit with family
3:30pm-leave for Rita's day 2
10:00pm-end shift and brain-mushing [aka trying to learn more things when you can't comprehend what you already know]
10:30pm-arrive home, realize that the house is getting new windows tomorrow and one room should be cleared--clear everything in front of the windows and smush it all into a temporary home.
Now today was my first day working all by myself. I think that the hardest thing about a new job is knowing that there are bound to be things you learn just by doing it. Like today, I learned that Lemon Ice is actually called Alex's Lemonade, simply but very important. I also learned that sugar free cherry ice is juicy, so when you are pumping it every 30 minutes close your eyes and prepare to be splattered--or pump carefully, but still close your eyes just in case.
Greg is there as we speak, and I'm worried because I know he is crazy stressed and crazy overwhelmed and has very little to no prior experience working a register and dealing with situations that you come across there. Me? I have a little. So tonight, from 4pm when I left there until he gets home, or I hear from him, I'm going to be praying for him to have a smooth uneventful evening. Please God....make it smooth and bearable---without a migraine.
**also I want to apologize for any and all grammatical errors or typos that may have made this message difficult to read. I was going to do a Not Me Monday, but just couldn't muster the creative juices.
But we were running late for our first day of work, so I could do nothing except send an e-mail of apology to all my contacts for the vulgar e-mail that they received.
Spent 7 hours learning the ins and outs of Ritas...well some of the ins and outs. Ice making, and all the different techniques to making Rita's concoctions.
My mind is pooped.spent.done for. Now we are reminded that we lost an hour to just relax before it's church tomorrow, my nieces are coming, lunch with a granddad, and then back to Rita's for Sunday night. goodnight all.
The best day ever wasprobably when I became a mrs. Orr, when we officially left for our honeymoon. We even talked about it in the car. 'just the 2 of us' left, 'just the 2 of us' relaxed on the beach, and 'just the 2 of us' came home. Anytime before that our trips always had family involved. That one was literally "just the 2 of us".
My favorite meal of the day isdessert? breakfastbecauseeven though I don't eat it a too frequent it has such a unique variety of food. Pancakes, waffles, scrambled eggs, omelets. In reality I love dessert or snacks--Ice cream & chocolate mainly. But I know thats not really a meal.
This weekendmarks a new adventure for the hubs and I. Tomorrow we get trained as Rita's managers and start working because it's opening day. Sunday we are having lunch with my granddad-in-law and then working again :)
Never in my lifehave I done a lot of things. Been drunk, smoked, gone ski diving, run a marathon or any race for that matter, broken a bone, been farther west than Ohio, gone to New York City, been pregnant...the list could go on and on.
The only thing better thanchocolate chip cookiesischocolate chewy brownies & vanilla bean ice cream.
I could really do with somevanilla bean ice cream with caramel syrup and whip cream right about now. I'm obviously hungry. Although a nice gelati or italian ice seems like it could be might tasty. [I may just have to have a lot of taste-testing tomorrow]
The most recent thing I bought for myself waswell, a toothbrush head that didn't fit my toothbrush and shampoo, but those are everyday items, so I'm going to stick with my sewing machine!
and that's how I've felt for almost a week now. But I think things are starting to take a turn for the better. Last night the hubs and I went to our first night of "work" at Rita's. AKA-staff meeting [meeting employees & stocking the shelves]. Opening day is Saturday so Greg and I are going to get on the spot training-literally. But it should be good. At this point, it doesn't look like I'm going to be subbing too much in the coming weeks. Seeing as how I haven't been getting many days, we are opting to have me work at Rita's until I notice that subbing is picking up for the spring.
I did however finish my second sewing project--a skirt! I love it and I can't wait for it to be a little warmer to wear it. I'm not the kind of girl who can "brave the cold" for a skirt. Absolutely not [unless it's meet the teacher night or an open house @ school]. It's gotta be warm for my leggies to be free of pants. Maybe I'll finally get around to posting a picture of it tomorrow.
Other semi-exciting news was that I was asked to photograph a wedding. I've taken pictures at weddings before, but never been the main or only photographer. I'm super excited for the opportunity. I'm trying to talk Greg into maybe coming with me as support with another camera as a back-up, but it's not going so well. I have yet to actually meet with the couple, so we'll see what happens!
Today, I got my gift-wrapping groove on. I went to a bridal shower years ago and there was this really cute poem that the matron of honor used for the bride [her sister-in-law]. It was a little story/poem with words left out. Each blank required a guess of a household item or registry gift that fits into the sentence. For example, "Marriage is a journey. Some days will be pure ______"
[the answer here is Joy--as in Joy dish soap]
Anyway, my mom and I went to my cousin's fiancee's bridal shower last year and did it for her and it was lots of fun. SOOoooo, we decided to do it for another cousin's fiancee's bridal shower that is this weekend. I can't go since I'll be working-so I wrapped and labelled all of the gifts-since they have to be opened in order for the poem to make sense. Here's the basket of goodies all wrapped & tagged [it looks MUCH cuter in person]
I was so excited today. Seriously excited because I it was a beautiful day. It isn't yet the kind of beautiful day I can take a picture of and see the beauty, because this beauty has to be felt. I was able to open the windows, go grocery shopping in short sleeves and flip flops, and feel the breeze through the car windows. The only way to truly represent this was to take this picture [in the shade]
But for lack of anything else interesting to really post about other than re-potting my Norfolk Island Pine tree this weekend, I thought I would enlighten you with some more about me!
Can you guess which one is mine?
If you guessed the left one, you are wrong...it's the right one. YAY! I was worried that mine wasn't growing very well because I would occasionally forget to water it and have to pull dead/dry branches off. But after seeing that other one, mine looks GREAT!
Anyway--time to fill in some blanks.
1. One thing I MUST do before I die is be a mom--for sure! I'd also like to travel the world, but that is more unlikely to happen as we are both teachers.
2. I would rather be creative (photography, sew, artsy-things)thanteachany day.
3. If I could give my younger self one piece of advice it would be getting married early was totally worth it and to be a little more adventurous once and awhile!
4. If I won the lottery tomorrowI'd buy a house outright with land [even if it is a small house!] If I could buy a job I would. Maybe opt for a beach house instead ?!?
5. The best surprise ever waswhen my hubs bought me a new computer for Christmas.
6. My biggest fault isI am completely and utterly the worst decision maker. I'm trying to work on it, but I'm still terrible. Probably because I'm okay with what other people choose--if that makes them happy.
This week the topic for the photo challenge is "Hilarious Outtakes". One of our pups was laying so nicely and looked ohh soo peaceful and innocent. The button was pushed..that picture was snapped..and this is what we gots. A body-less dog that looks like he is ready to eat you.
You can check out more funny outtakes over at iheartfaces
I've lived in this place for pretty much my entire life. All but maybe a year. [unless you include college, but I came home FREQUENTLY]. I was never a teenager that hated living here because it was boring. In fact, it is quite the opposite. Sure there aren't a ton of things other than grocery stores, Kmart, gas stations within 5 minutes..but it's what lays just outside.
I'm talking about...
being within a reasonable drive to philly or a beach, or Ikea ☺
being able to count 3 or 4 movie theaters
[that you could use if you go to the movies-unlike us]
A plethora of decent shopping areas that include a Target, a Walmart, 2 malls, 2 outlets, and just about
most stores an average person could ask for.
and then you have our families. It's safe to say I've always been a family girl. I enjoy being near them. I love that since I've been married I've never had to take a trip to visit my parents or my in-laws. You can just drop in, and yet they are still excited to see you!
I would miss all of this. But I think I have finally hit that point where I wouldn't mind am up for a move. To venture out into a new place with my *family*-the mister and the pups.
I've never pictured myself as being a *city girl* but even that seems fun and interesting and exciting right now. Who knows what's drawing me to this. Maybe it's just the fact that we would be on our own again-living how married people are supposed to be living---on.their.own. Or maybe it's because I know in order to move at least one of us would have an adequate job. I know however I am tired.completely DONE with subbing. I hate it.
I will say however not all places sound appealing to me [I'm sorry if you live in one of them]:
Missouri, the Midwest states [I couldn't imagine living surrounded by land for thousands of miles], Ho Chi Minh City--places like that.
I am just.so.ready. to know where we will be in August/September--and hoping, praying, that it's somewhere else. Since we thought at first that this move would be temporary, we quickly realized it would be longer. We've been here for more than 6 months. The part that has to be the hardest is that it feels as though we are moving backwards--not forwards, not even floating in place---backwards. And that is NOT a pleasant feeling.