In just days I will be away in the Yucatan enjoying not being at the office. Love the office, dislike the current work load. But who am I to complain. I work in education. My office is closed for two weeks during the winter holiday season. I can take a Spring Break (regardless of the fact that I am taking it at the end of the month of April, and all college aged, free spirited, ready to throw their inhibitions to the wind, looking for a one night stand without remorse co-eds... are already back at school preparing for finals.)
Where was I?
Oh yeah. Sweet job. Yeah, I need a vacation.
Off too the Yucatan on Thursday, back in early May. Once I arrive, well... sh*t. Back to work again. For now I will allow myself to slumber, and dream of my carefree afternoons in a hammock, drinking Coronas, trying to retrain myself not to put my lime in the bottle, and eating tons of fresh, fresh fruit. Amen.
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Monday, April 20, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
"Here!"
Oh, don't think I went and forgot about my blog. Sure, it may have been a few weeks since my last post but I have not, will not throw in the towel.
Grad school: I've chosen to postpone that plan until Fall of 2010. I say, "I've chosen," but really life has chosen this path for me. A huge challenge I face is finances, and frankly, the grad assistant positions I was banking on that would cover my tuition costs hadn't really worked out as I had planned. And so, I now focus on preparing myself for next year. Part of that now includes studying for and actually taking the GRE. That part does kinda suck. I say this not because I assume it will, I say it with the confidence knowing all my friends who have taken it say "It sucked!" So there you have it.
Work: Continues to kick my arse. (Mind you, I LOVE my job.) Working with high schools staffs presents it's "special" challenges. This problem is intensified when trying to coordinate with multiple high schools. Other projects include preparing for summer camps and programs, in addition to being responsible for numbers in my territory. And, like every Tuesday, I spent all morning reading file after file, admitting and denying students to college. I did work with a woman today who I was sure was going to have a fit about classes not transferring, but I was able to put her tensions at ease. So it worked out... well, for me.
Social life: Softball game tomorrow. Go Underdawgs! I'm crappy, but I sure enjoy it anyway. That is, I can be a great outfielder at times, but I stink at bat. In other areas, I hollered at this one breezy at the bar (with some help). Got the digits, hollered via text, no response. Fail. Although I was informed text messaging was not the appropriate approach. Two varying opinions from two girls on that approach. Oh well. Lastly, in 9 days I will be in Mexico! Hurray vacation! Plus I'm working out summer time-off to attend weddings, and spend time with family.
And that's that. Well?
Grad school: I've chosen to postpone that plan until Fall of 2010. I say, "I've chosen," but really life has chosen this path for me. A huge challenge I face is finances, and frankly, the grad assistant positions I was banking on that would cover my tuition costs hadn't really worked out as I had planned. And so, I now focus on preparing myself for next year. Part of that now includes studying for and actually taking the GRE. That part does kinda suck. I say this not because I assume it will, I say it with the confidence knowing all my friends who have taken it say "It sucked!" So there you have it.
Work: Continues to kick my arse. (Mind you, I LOVE my job.) Working with high schools staffs presents it's "special" challenges. This problem is intensified when trying to coordinate with multiple high schools. Other projects include preparing for summer camps and programs, in addition to being responsible for numbers in my territory. And, like every Tuesday, I spent all morning reading file after file, admitting and denying students to college. I did work with a woman today who I was sure was going to have a fit about classes not transferring, but I was able to put her tensions at ease. So it worked out... well, for me.
Social life: Softball game tomorrow. Go Underdawgs! I'm crappy, but I sure enjoy it anyway. That is, I can be a great outfielder at times, but I stink at bat. In other areas, I hollered at this one breezy at the bar (with some help). Got the digits, hollered via text, no response. Fail. Although I was informed text messaging was not the appropriate approach. Two varying opinions from two girls on that approach. Oh well. Lastly, in 9 days I will be in Mexico! Hurray vacation! Plus I'm working out summer time-off to attend weddings, and spend time with family.
And that's that. Well?
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Carnival
I struggle with working excessive hours more recently. The past three days I have worked at least 11 hours, and from now until after Valentines Day (a.k.a. Singles Awareness Day), my hours wont lessen.
Now and then, I am blessed with a night out. Last weekend, friends and I attended Carnival in Austin. My feet and legs were sore from the dancing, and when we left it was pretty damn cold. None the less, it was a great time.
Entourage with me.
Entourage without me.
Entourage with me.
Entourage without me.The music was upbeat, loud, and caused uncontrollable body movement. Good times!
Friday, January 23, 2009
6:22 PM on a Friday
It's 6:21PM and I'm sitting at my desk in my office, still at work. No, I'm not doing work. Shucks! It's Friday. I'm just waiting to meet up with friends to hang.
I thought I'd share this video. I'm a fan. The end.
I thought I'd share this video. I'm a fan. The end.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Learning how to get a girl's number from a 6th grader
I had the pleasure of having my coworker's youngest son hanging out in my office. I like to chat with him and see what he's been up to. The young man is 11 years old, so he's been around for a while and knows what he's talking about. We spoke about school and athletics. I brought up how when I was his age I ran track in middle school. He informed me how in the 4th grade he played football, but not anymore. I asked him why, and he said he didn't have time anymore. He was busy with friends... and girls. "Girls?!" I asked. "Yeah, girls." he confirmed.
He proceeded to inform me that he just got a girls number. He had been hollering at her for 2 years, but he got her number yesterday at recess. Playing into the role I do with kids, I seemed shocked. I told him I would need to know how he does it, and I proceeded to take notes (later to be turned into this blog).
The boy said it was easy, and his instruction began. While fiddling with his multicolored Lego gun, he said I would need to start with "the move". When I jokingly asked if he meant a dance move, he corrected me. "No, the move. You know: the move. Like the move they do in the movies." he said. I stretched my arms up to yawn and lowered the one arm as to put it over the shoulders of my invisible neighbor. Yes, that was it. Then you have to do something "dumb" like jumping off a rock and maybe hurting myself. Another example he gave was for me to try doing flips, but with his warning that, "It might hurt." From there he instructed that I talk to her for a while and finally get her number. ("Just like that?" I thought to myself.)
Later in our discussion he told me how he wrote her 36 love notes when he met her in the 4th grade, and now it might pay off. Maybe he could take her on a date on Friday he explained to me.
Just like that, this kid got a girl's number. This young man is inquisitive, friendly, and creative with Legos. What more could a girl ask for? I took my notes to be posted on this blog so that men the world-over can learn from this wise 4 foot playa.
Cheers!
He proceeded to inform me that he just got a girls number. He had been hollering at her for 2 years, but he got her number yesterday at recess. Playing into the role I do with kids, I seemed shocked. I told him I would need to know how he does it, and I proceeded to take notes (later to be turned into this blog).
The boy said it was easy, and his instruction began. While fiddling with his multicolored Lego gun, he said I would need to start with "the move". When I jokingly asked if he meant a dance move, he corrected me. "No, the move. You know: the move. Like the move they do in the movies." he said. I stretched my arms up to yawn and lowered the one arm as to put it over the shoulders of my invisible neighbor. Yes, that was it. Then you have to do something "dumb" like jumping off a rock and maybe hurting myself. Another example he gave was for me to try doing flips, but with his warning that, "It might hurt." From there he instructed that I talk to her for a while and finally get her number. ("Just like that?" I thought to myself.)
Later in our discussion he told me how he wrote her 36 love notes when he met her in the 4th grade, and now it might pay off. Maybe he could take her on a date on Friday he explained to me.
Just like that, this kid got a girl's number. This young man is inquisitive, friendly, and creative with Legos. What more could a girl ask for? I took my notes to be posted on this blog so that men the world-over can learn from this wise 4 foot playa.
Cheers!
The day before Turkey Day
I hate the idea of working before Thanksgiving, but here I am... bright-eyed and bushytailed.
I don't recall having Thanksgiving week off when I was in high school. That would have been sweet! But that leads to high school student here in Texas having the week off, and for some of those seniors this is their opportunity to visit a college campus and meet with an admission officer. Lucky me. That, my friends, is why I am working today.
In addition to the national holiday of thanks tomorrow, this is also my birthday weekend. As one can imagine I want to be done with the day.
Am I right, or am I right?
I don't recall having Thanksgiving week off when I was in high school. That would have been sweet! But that leads to high school student here in Texas having the week off, and for some of those seniors this is their opportunity to visit a college campus and meet with an admission officer. Lucky me. That, my friends, is why I am working today.
In addition to the national holiday of thanks tomorrow, this is also my birthday weekend. As one can imagine I want to be done with the day.
Am I right, or am I right?
Friday, September 26, 2008
Tough Luck
Yesterday was rough. All day knowing I had a flight to catch at 7:25 P.M. resulted in my wanting the day to be over with. I again traveled to one of my high schools on the west side of San Antonio. The drive back to the office was slow. Sure, I was going 5 over the speed limit, but I struggled with keeping my eyes open. This week has been the first where I questioned how much I "love" traveling for work.
Needless to say, by the end of the work day I was grumpy. I had to get back to Austin, return my car rental, get home, pack my bag, and convince one of my roommates to drive me to the airport. As I'm trying to leave I can't locate my camera. I decided rather than get all sorts of pissed off at the world for not finding it, that I should go without it and hope to take pictures with someone else's camera.
I arrived in Nashville late last night and one of the first things my brother asked me was if I had brought my camera. Luckily, he brought his (he had bought the same one) and suggested that I use his while we're here in Tennessee.
I'll be able to provide pictures. It's just a matter of when. Tough luck.
Needless to say, by the end of the work day I was grumpy. I had to get back to Austin, return my car rental, get home, pack my bag, and convince one of my roommates to drive me to the airport. As I'm trying to leave I can't locate my camera. I decided rather than get all sorts of pissed off at the world for not finding it, that I should go without it and hope to take pictures with someone else's camera.
I arrived in Nashville late last night and one of the first things my brother asked me was if I had brought my camera. Luckily, he brought his (he had bought the same one) and suggested that I use his while we're here in Tennessee.
I'll be able to provide pictures. It's just a matter of when. Tough luck.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Barnes & Noble
I'm sitting on a wooden bench in Barnes & Noble because all the comfy chairs were taken. I'm at this B&N in San Antonio because earlier today I was visiting a high school recruiting kiddos, and in a few hours I will be presenting to parents (just as I did last night) about the university I work for. It didn't make sence for me to drive back to the office only to turn around 30 minutes later for my evening program.
Although I don' label myself as an avid reader, I still like B&N. I will sometimes browse sections and convince myself it's time for a new book. Plus (with the exception of the bench) I like the seating and ambiance of this place. Conducive for taking in information. It reminded me of the few evening I would hang out at Border's at Stonestown Galleria in San Francisco when I was in high school. Good times.
There's also people watching that I enjoy. And... of course... checking out the studious, good looking ladies. The one currently in sights in her green shirt is wearing a "boot", the type one wear when they severely injure their leg. On the other foot, a flip-flop since the weather is still very nice in Texas (*something I like about this overly proud, overly conservative state).
Anyway, I am still on the clock and have work to do. Peace out!
Although I don' label myself as an avid reader, I still like B&N. I will sometimes browse sections and convince myself it's time for a new book. Plus (with the exception of the bench) I like the seating and ambiance of this place. Conducive for taking in information. It reminded me of the few evening I would hang out at Border's at Stonestown Galleria in San Francisco when I was in high school. Good times.
There's also people watching that I enjoy. And... of course... checking out the studious, good looking ladies. The one currently in sights in her green shirt is wearing a "boot", the type one wear when they severely injure their leg. On the other foot, a flip-flop since the weather is still very nice in Texas (*something I like about this overly proud, overly conservative state).
Anyway, I am still on the clock and have work to do. Peace out!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Pictures from Dallas
So I now got around to adding the pictures I said I would from my week in Dallas. Just the highlights though!
AIG. I was listening to NPR on the way up to Dallas in my rental. When I pulled into the parking lot of my hotel and into a parking spot facing the street, what should I see across from the hotel? That's right, a huge AIG building. (For the less up-to-date folks reading my blog, AIG was bailed out of financial ruin by the government for $85 billion earlier this week).
The Pool. At the LaQuinta Inn and Suites there is a decent sized pool. My colleagues have been hanging out poolside almost every night after our programs. I (not so surprisingly) didn't think to bring a swimsuit. It really wasn't a priority for me, and really hadn't even gave it thought.
Empty Lot. I'm pretty much in the middle of Dallas. Yet, when I look out of my window I see a HUGE empty lot the size of... uhh maybe a city block! Dallas really isn't a city I favor that much.
This picture I hadn't mentioned in my earlier blog. I took this one morning on the way to a high school. This was a common sight for me. The rising sun directly ahead. It made driving... fun.
AIG. I was listening to NPR on the way up to Dallas in my rental. When I pulled into the parking lot of my hotel and into a parking spot facing the street, what should I see across from the hotel? That's right, a huge AIG building. (For the less up-to-date folks reading my blog, AIG was bailed out of financial ruin by the government for $85 billion earlier this week).
The Pool. At the LaQuinta Inn and Suites there is a decent sized pool. My colleagues have been hanging out poolside almost every night after our programs. I (not so surprisingly) didn't think to bring a swimsuit. It really wasn't a priority for me, and really hadn't even gave it thought.
Empty Lot. I'm pretty much in the middle of Dallas. Yet, when I look out of my window I see a HUGE empty lot the size of... uhh maybe a city block! Dallas really isn't a city I favor that much.
This picture I hadn't mentioned in my earlier blog. I took this one morning on the way to a high school. This was a common sight for me. The rising sun directly ahead. It made driving... fun.
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