Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Day 121

I start my new job tomorrow. I'm super excited, but also nervous and worried. It's a bit of a paycut compared to what I was getting on unemployment (and even moreso compared to the shiny movie place), but it's a job I really wanted and the benefits are great, so it'll be worth it, right?

Sometimes I feel like the odds are stacked against me. I get a job one week after my car is crashed? How does that work in terms of fate? Life is funny.

Speaking of the car crash, Dr. Horrible is still in the car hospital and they expect to have him until September the 10th. I need a car to get to work, so I went out and rented one today. It's an expense that I really wasn't anticipating, but it's needed. Plus I still owe the $500 deductible on the Mini once the car is all done, and my credit card is not exactly where I want it to be in terms of paying it off. Honestly I don't even know how I let it get so high in the first place.

Well, I do and I don't. There were a couple of big ticket items that went on it and I thought I could pay off quickly. Vegas was a huge expense, the room was amazing but now the happy memories of that trip are stained because of someone who came with us. "You can take back your memories, they're no good to me." Oh All American Rejects, so true, so true.  I think of how much money we could have saved on a room if it had just been us three girls, but then I have to remind myself that it's pointless trying to rewrite the past. $1,500 on a room? What was I thinking?

Buying more personal training sessions while I was unemployed wasn't the smartest move either, but it was necessary. Sadly those have to come to an end for sure at this point.

I hate money. But I am so thankful that I was able to get my insurance company's rate at the rental place, that made a HUGE difference. So for now, I'm bee-boppin around in a weird little sedan. It'll do. For 10 days. I've named him Captain Hammer. Since, you know, my Mini is Dr. Horrible. Yeah? Yeah? Anyone?

I want my Mini back.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Day 120

Bipolar weather day. Woke up at 8am and it was cloudy and rainy and cold. Nice for a change, and reminded me of fall, which I'm so ready for! Spent some time with Boone playing in the yard.

He brought me a flower from the trumpet vines. How nice! Thank you Boone!

Later as the day went on, the clouds broke up and it was sunny! Still chilly, but a beautiful day.

Summer didn't really seem to visit us much here in Oregon this year, but I'm still so excited for the changing seasons :) Hot coccoa and pumpkins and leaves changing color...it'll be a good autumn indeed!

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Day 119

Just a simple picture of my outdoor kitty, Frodo.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Day 118

A pretty picture of Charli (right) and Lois (left) enjoying the sunshine this morning.

Last night I kept trying to fall asleep, but Boone kept getting me up every half hour to be let out. It was not a fun night. He hasn't done that in....ever. Even when I first brought him home, the most I ever had to let him out was twice in one night. He finally fell asleep in the crook of my arm at 4:30am. I got up for my gym appointment at 9am, told my Mom about what happened, and she thought it best I take him to the vet. So we did.

We spent a lot of the day there. They eventually determined he has colitis (I’ll spare you the yucky details) either from a parasite (like worms, which I doubt, he's gone through deworming 3 times) or from something he ate which upset him. Either way, the vet put a weird little IV thing under his skin for hydration which will dissolve in a couple of days, but at first he looked like a sad little hunchback. He also got a round of antibiotics, and he's got an appointment on Tuesday with our normal vet. We had to take him to a different vet as ours was out of the office today.

Personal information has been blurred for safety reasons, I hope you understand :)

Does anyone know about feeding your dog natural, real food as opposed to kibble? I've been trying to find stuff online for hours and all I'm finding is raw diet information. I'm not entirely sure RAW is the route I want to take, but I would like some more information. The vet insisted I feed Boone nothing but boiled chicken and rice for the next week or so, while his stomach settles down. The dog is now eating as well as I do (although I of course eat my fruits and veggies).

When we got home, we spent a few hours reading Mockingjay. By we, I mean I read it and Boone cuddled me. First on the couch, then outside on the back deck, where I snapped this interesting photo. I was playing around with the sepia filter. Not sure I like it.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Day 117

Why does peeing in a cup feel like such a violation?

Maybe because I've never done drugs in my life (never even touched a cigarette) and I just feel like my personality should radiate what a good, wholesome person I am. Hahaha. Shouldn't that be enough? I'm kidding of course. I know the importance of drug screening. I don't mind the idea of having a drug test done because I have nothing to hide, but once asked to do it I just feel disgruntled.

Does that make sense?
Boone was super fascinated with the bees today. I was worried he was going to get stung. Make sure you look at this one close up!

Got everything set up with the new company today. Waiting for my background check to go through, and to hear my start date. I'm nervous and excited. Not about the background check, again, I have nothing to hide, just nervous about starting a new job and the uncertainty of it all. I hope it works out. I had lost sight of my dreams and goals for so long, and to now have them back in place, I want things to go as smoothly as possible.

Went out to dinner with Stephanie, Kari, Keely, and her boyfriend Michael. Our waiter was so nice. A bit over the top, but I just assumed he was an actor or something who was putting himself through school waiting tables. I made sure to leave him a bigger tip than I normally would.

Stephanie was turning the Red Robin into a Blue Jay... she only had two crayons to pick from and she decided to use her imagination.

We wrote a little impromptu story on one of our napkins. I knew there was a reason I carried around so many glitter pens in my purse.

I had a giggle fit somewhere between my dinner and my milkshake. Why do people always tell me I laugh too much? That I laugh too heartily? Is that a bad thing, that I find things amusing and that I try and take joy in whatever I can? (you know, as long as it's not offensive or someone being hurt or something) I think I've earned a bit of joy, and I wont let anyone stifle me.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Day 116

Sometimes I think I should write a book about all the weird and wonderful stuff that happens to me.

But then I suppose that's why I have this blog.

Yesterday I mentioned I had a job interview. I sent in my resume to this company at 8pm on Monday night via email. They called me Tuesday at 2pm saying they wanted to meet me for an interview on Thursday, and that they would be sending me directions to their office. Well, they never did send me that email. I didn't let that stop me, I honestly thought it was a test to see how internet savvy I was. I googled their location and planned my route, feeling very pleased with myself for my sleuthing skills.

So I show up at the building 25 minutes early. I read a few pages in my book while sitting in the car, and then decide I should go inside and check in. My appoint was for 2pm. You never want to be too early for a job interview, otherwise you'll just be seen as creepy. So at 1:45pm I thought it was safe to go inside the building and check in.

I introduce myself to the two receptionists and explain why I'm there. The one on the left tells me "Oh! The person you're supposed to be meeting is at our other location!" My heart sinks. Oh shit, oh shit, I think to myself. How will I make it there in time? Where is it? Oh shit, oh shit. The receptionist explains the other campus is merely one exit off the freeway, and is really quite close by. Then, the sweet thing, offers to print me a mapquest to the other office, and said she'd call the woman at the other office, to let her know that I was coming.

Both receptionists wished me luck (thank you!) as I exited the building. I immediately got on the freeway and made it to the other building with 5 minutes to spare. I wasn't on time; I was early. The people who interviewed me thought this was a great little anecdote and I think, were rather impressed.

The interview went well, and a few hours after I left their office, I received a call from the company offering me the job. It's temporary to hire (3 months) but the pay is good, the benefits are excellent (blows the shiny red movie place out of the water in that regard) and the people seem very nice and professional. The job itself sounds interesting, as the company sells and distributes implants for orthopaedic surgeons. I'll be processing orders and doing administrative assistant/customer service type work.

I'm excited.

Since I had the car (Mini is still in the hospital, borrowing my Mom's until further notice) I went to Powell's after my interview to buy myself a present for the interview going so well.

Oh Powell's, how I love you. I always spend too much money in here.
I already had my copy of Mockingjay, it's just on the top of the stack because I took it with me to my job interview. The clerk at Powells gave my little haul of items a strange look when I came up to the counter. I had a Henry David Thoreau bookmark, Harry Potter 2, The Princess Bride, and Steven Colbert's I am America. Sometimes I am quite pleased with my nerdy eclectic-ness(is that a word? I think I just made it up).

I was in the young adult section, and this little girl (maybe 12 or 13 years old) goes over to the shelves where copies of Mockingjay are piled high. She picks up a copy of Catching Fire first, then looks up, sees Mockingjay, gasps aloud, and picks it up. She seemed SO happy to have that book in her hands, it made me really happy to see a child get so excited about a book.   

Sort of like me, I guess. Man I look excited here, haha. And yes, that is a Hunger Games pendant. I told you... I am a nerd! I didn't make a huge amount of progress in Mockingjay. I enjoyed reading a few chapters outside this afternoon. Part of me doesn't want to finish it, because then the trilogy is over! But I need to know how it all ends up.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Day 115

Raced to finish The Passage this afternoon. I had 150 pages to read today before our book club meeting at 6pm. I finished the book with 1.5 hours to spare. The last few pages were immensely frustrating, but overall I enjoyed the book and look forward to the next one in the series.  And if Ridley Scott is directing the movie version of the book, then I am WAY excited for that.

For those who don't know, or are new to this blog, I'm in a monthly book club with a few close friends. Last month we read Ender's Game, and next month we're reading The Princess Bride. I'm going to get out to Powells either tomorrow or Friday and try and find an older copy of the book since it's been out for awhile, and I like having versions other than the typical mass market paperbacks.

Natalie hosted this month's meeting, and she made us a delicious dinner of nachos, beans and cheese.
Sam and Faith getting their dinner ready!
 I thought the way Sam was preparing her nachos was super cute, so I took a photo of the process and also the final result, before she ate it ;)

Natalie always has such pretty candles in her apartment!

I'm looking forward to reading most of Mockingjay tomorrow. I've got a job interview in the afternoon, and I really should get back to the gym now that my shoulder is feeling slightly better, but other than that, I intend to have my head in that book all day. Gym first, book second. I know once I start that book, I won't be able to put it down until I know how it all ends.

P.S. The text portion of this blog should be outlined by a white block to make it easier to read, instead of having black text against the textured background, however the white block is not showing up on my computer. If this entry was hard to read, could you please let me know, and I'll have to fiddle with the settings somewhat?

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Day 114

Do you think insects can talk to each other? Is that a weird question? Hahah. Maybe just inter-species bugs, like, wasps and bees can communicate, but a bee and a potato bug trying to talk, going out to the pub after work? Forget about it. Maybe I watched too many Disney movies as a child...
The reason I ask this very silly question is based on the above photo.The ladybug was encroaching upon an earwig who was chilling out on the same plant, and the ladybug quickly darted the other way, like she knew not to mess with the earwig. It was strange and funny to observe.
I keep lucking out with these bee photos.
I'm getting more bold with myself and what I'm willing to do for a shot, even if it's just in my backyard. "I'm not afraid of bees! See! I can stick my lense right up in these flowers and... ACK! STAY AWAY FROM ME EVIL BEE!!" I had to abandon my spot several times, since the bees thought I smelled pretty and kept coming over to say hi. As soon as I felt comfortable with what I was doing, a new bee would come over to check me out, and I'd squeal and quickly run away. Although I think the bee in the above photo is actually a wasp.

This was my favorite of the day.

All of these were taken with my Nikon D80 and my stock lense, Nikkor 18-135mm.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Day 113

Went to visit Dr. Horrible in the car hospital today. The damage was no where near as bad as I thought it had been. My Dad joked "Rach, there's hardly a scratch on it!"

Right Dad...
As you can see from the photo, my Dad was being generous. There are plenty of scratches and dings and crunches on it. But it's NOT totaled, and it's not as bad as I remembered. Like I said, flashbulb memories. Vivid and so real, but not entirely accurate.

The left side light was totally smashed.

It was hard to take pictures of the actual damage because they had my car in pieces, but it was all contained to the front left side, and they said only a few parts will have to be replaced.

I want to really thank my friends Lydina and Jeff for the recommendation on the body shop. Everyone there so far has been very kind and straightforward.

It'll be at least two weeks before I get my Mini back, and I apparently don't have car rental coverage on my insurance, so I'm kinda stuck for awhile.

But I get my beloved car back. And I am alive.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Day 112

Doesn't this look like something out of a horror film? It's the porch light in our neighbor's backyard. Green light? Really sir?

I redesigned my blog today. Made a new banner for it, changed the layout and the background. I'm not sure I like it better than the last one, but it's more customizable now, so I suppose I can change it if I really want. I miss LiveJournal. I know, that's soooooo 2000. But I do. I like blogger, I do, but there was something different about LiveJournal and the way you could customize it. More user friendly, maybe. I don't know.

I keep dreading tomorrow. I'm expecting the body shop to call me and tell me the extent of the damage, and also how long the Mini will be in the shop. My Dad is guessing about 2 weeks. That would be acceptable compared to my greatest fear, which is that they're going to tell me it's totalled.

I know there's no point in worrying about it since there's nothing I can do anymore (just like so many things in my life) but that's not who I am. I worry about things constantly; I don't let things go. But I'm a control freak and always have been. Is that something people can change, or is it embedded in you from birth?

I hope you all had an enjoyable weekend and a relaxing Sunday.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Day 111

Still waiting for an estimate on the damage to my car. They don't even know if it's totalled or not. From what I remember, it didn't look completely totalled, but what do I know? It had to be towed, which is pretty bad. And it looked pretty terrible. I had difficulty getting out of the door, I had to push with a lot of force and it made a really nasty sound. But then I also remember the lights to the Mini popping out like a spring in a jack in the box, which probably wasn't the case, so I won't know for sure until I go in there and take some pictures of the damage before they start work.

Memories aren't perfect. Really, whenever we remember anything, we remember it through our own narrative memory and not a play by play recording of what actually occured. Even still, I can remember vividly what happened on Thursday, and probably always will. Memories like that are called flashbulb memories. However, sometimes there is a big difference between what actually happened, and what our minds remember. Our brains don't store ACCURATE memories, it stores memories based on our own point of view. So essentially, the memory can be real, but the events may be slightly, or vastly different compared to the truth of what happened.

Sorry, I'm getting off on a tangent now. These blogs just seem to keep getting longer. You're not here to read my ramblings, you're here for pictures.

Filled out my accident report, and intended to turn it in yesterday, but it was a furlough day for the DMV, so they were all closed. Luckily, the express DMV was open today.
The lovely police officer who just happened to be in the lane next to me when I crashed, filled out this insurance information report for us since I was so shaken up, and the guy I hit seemed to not really want to talk to me or be near me. Probably better that way for insurance purposes.

The lovely line coming out of the DMV. I didn't mind waiting, really, it's not like I had anything else to do today, but I was pretty bored. I was there for about 2 hours. However once I got up to the counter, it took less than a minute for them to take my paperwork, stamp it, and send me on my way. And the guy at the counter said he was sorry to hear about what happened. It actually did make me feel better to know this stranger said he cared, even if it was just a polite, passing comment from a government worker.

Kari and Steph and I went out to dinner tonight since I'm just, really bummed. Then they took me to a real, honest to goodness dive bar. The bartender was really nice and put up with me asking silly questions about "what's yummy and will get me tipsy, but doesn't taste like alcohol?" It was silly. The best part was driving back down TV Highway (I wasn't driving, Kari, the sober one was), screaming/singing along to "I'm on a Boat." I've got a nautical themed pashmina afghan...

And now, I shall leave you with this image of Farmville ice cream. What will they think of next? World of Warcraft...energy...bars? Well I could see that happening, actually. Who the hell thinks of this stuff. And worse, who buys it?

Friday, August 20, 2010

Day 110

I got in a car accident last night. I didn't have my camera on me, so no pictures of that. But here's a pretty picture of my Daddy:
We went to get dirt today in between signing paperwork at the car hospital. How exciting.

As far as the accident is concerned, all I can say is, at least I am alive. Better the car than me. I'm so thankful my dear friend Natalie was right behind me in her car when it happened. She stood around with me while the firetruck and police came, and waited with me while my Mini got loaded up to be towed away (gas leaking, lights popping out of their sockets like springs...) and then she drove me home. Love you Natalie, I cannot thank you enough for being there.

My mother tells me someone is trying to teach me a lesson. "I know you don't believe in God, but through all of this, you're still here. Is someone trying to teach you something? Be less angry. Be more submissive?"

I have plenty to be angry about, even though I'm trying to move past it all. And not believing in God, isn't entirely true. I'm not sure what the relationship I have with God is anymore. I thought he was helping me out there for awhile, but then everything turned to shit and it made me feel completely abandoned. Although I will say, as soon as I lifted my head up from the steering wheel after crashing, I turned to the left, and there was a cop in the lane right next to me, and I thought "well, someone's watching over me." Yeah, the freaking Washington County K9 unit.

If him, or she, or they, is trying to teach me something, I don't see the point. Smashing my car in an accident is somehow supposed to teach me to be happy about my life and situation, which I with struggle every day to turn around regardless?

Personally I just believe bad shit happens and there's nothing you can do about it aside from try to put it behind you while you let your life adjust to things differently. My Dad told me today that bad things come in threes, which I've always believed. He rattled them off for me. "Let's see... Job, Matt, Mini. You're done now Rach." It was almost as funny as the time he yelled at me to stop hanging out with so many gay guys. Seriously. (He's not a bigot, hoestly. He just wants me to find a man.)

He's right though. Things really just hit me hard when I lost my job. It got worse when I suffered the gradual abandonment by my best friend (whom against my better judgement, I texted first thing when I woke up to tell him what happened, thinking that by some miracle, he might give a shit. So far, nothing)), and then I had just assumed the third was my weight loss stalling. Nope...car accident. I'm DONE with bad things happening to me.

One of my oldest and dearest friends, Mike (a different Mike, not my Dad, ha), said to me this morning as I was telling him my tale of woe, "no where to go, but up." I hope he's right.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Day 109

I'm not a huge fan of nature photography, I'm more a fan of taking random shots of people and places, but for some reason today, I wasn't afraid of the bees swarming these plants, and stuck the nose of my lense into this bush and snapped some photos of the bees.
Make sure you look at this one in full size, you can see the bee's wings fluttering!

Taken with my Nikon D80 annd 18-135mm lense.

Also, gentle readers, if you have time, please register at MarthaStewart.com and vote for this picture of my Booney dog :) I just want bragging rights, not the prize, LOL


All you have to do is register, and then rate my photo 5 stars. I know we all know Booney dog is the cutest puppy there is, but let's show the world that too ;)

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Day 108

Booney dog has sharp little teeth :(
Sorry for the GORE! Hahahaah. I was playing with Boone and his rope toy, and he decided to lunge at my hand. Total accident on his part, but it still hurt! I had to bandage my finger up, and I couldn't bend it, so I felt like Margot Tenenbaum with her fake finger.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Day 107

85 degrees and... rain?

I'm a bit bummed a thunderstorm never happened, but it was a cool day anyway :)

Monday, August 16, 2010

Day 106

Someone in my house had this for dinner tonight. Pizza and french fries.
I swear, it was not me. I'm allergic to pineapple!

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Day 105

Today was one of the most boring days in awhile. Even Boone didn't want to play at all today because of the heat, and he seems to be bored with his pool. So I spent a lot of the day reading this:
I'm not quite to the scary part yet, but I'm getting closer, I think.. and I'm dreading it, haha.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Day 104

Well hello there, summer. Nice of you to finally show up. AFTER THE LEAVES STARTED CHANGING COLOR, PRACTICALLY.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Day 103

Phew! What a day :) Spent a good deal of time outside with Boone, enjoying the sun and his new pool, and then later went to Insomnia to see Sarah and Jordan perform!

Stephanie forgot her lunch, so I offered to bring it to her on my way to the gym. Like how the bag is basically glowing?

Boooooney Dog! He comes running and he's so full of joy to see you. I love this little guy.

Then Steph and Kari and I went to Insomnia to watch our friends. They were so cute. Next time pick some more well known numbers though, guys! Like, stuff from Phantom or Cats or something... lol! :) Just kidding, you guys were great.

I don't know why, but I really like this shot :)

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Day 102

Summer seems to be back! Which means the plants are thirsty.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Day 101

Blackberries and Bugs....

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Day 100!!!!

100 days!! Doesn't seem like much. A little over 3 months. But now that I'm looking back at all these photos, there is a LOT of fun, sadness, friends and love. Lots of love.

I've wrapped up a lot of emotions and activity in these past 100 days. While I hope the next 100 days, and the rest of the year is just as fun, I'd love for it to be much less dramatic and emotional than this last little bundle has been. Here's to the next 100 days! WOOT!!!

Since it was day 100, I thought it would be awesome to do something especially fun today, so Stephanie, Kari and I went to the Clark County Fair and has a blast!

Stephanie and Kari upside down on the "Electric Storm" ride of DOOM. They were upside down like this for about 2 minutes... did NOT look fun after awhile.

Stephanie and Kari in the middle of the Tilt-A-Whirl. The simple rides are the most fun :)

Me spinning the wheel on the cyclone!!! ZOOOM!!

A delicious funnel cake! I had never had one before. I was able to enjoy about 5 bites of this before a huge gust of wind came by and I lost balance of the plate, and this delicious treat fell onto the pavement.

On top of the Ferris Wheel! I love the colors of the fair, everything is so...imaginative and bright and fun! I would love to be here at night.

One of the last shots of the day! Waiting in line for 1001 Nachts! We all look like we have so many freckles, hehe!