Wednesday, September 19, 2007

MacLappy is Dead

Pictures of Portland, Cortez and everything else
1000+ song
All my videos
3 seasons of LOST
All my writings
All my wedding pictures
Krazeizling's wedding slide show
My songless wedding slide show
Frets on Fire



Monday, September 10, 2007

For those getting married in the near future:


I got an email reply to my letter. It basically said, congrats on getting married, we stick by our return policy. too bad for you.

On the other hand, Bed Bath and Beyond is a fantastic place to register. They are very VERY nice (and will give you cash for items returned on your registry).

Target is terrible, and, even worse, stands by its terrible-ness.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Chocolate attacks and thought on death

Drek left me for a canyoeering adventure. He will be back tonight. I am so excited to see him. I have missed my husband. If possible, I think Acouchi misses him even more than I do. She keeps looking me at me and asking where he went, and when he will be back to play with her. Poor baby.

At work I was suddenly attacked by irresistible chocolate cravings. Not just any normal chocolate cravings either, I was being attacked by the giant deathly imported chocolate cravings. I used my lunch break to run to Walmart (which is so much higher on my list than Target) and browse the chocolate section. I decided on a bag of mixed Lindt chocolate and a milk chocolate Dove bar. It was exactly what I needed, and it helped me with my missing Drek.

Yesterday I went with Rissy to help walk her horse, Peety. Peety is the most spoiled horse I have ever heard of. His diet is not cooking, it is chemistry. He gets half a cup of this, half a cup of that, one cup this, half a container that, two squirts this, one squirt that. one forth of a cup light olive oil, one half cup virgin olive oil, a bag of Chinese is insane. But he is a beautiful horse. He’s white and quite majestic. I love helping excises him and feed him. I love talking to him and rubbing his velvet nose. It is amazing.

Today I must clean like a fiend to have the house presentable by the time Drek gets home. It is also my dad’s birthday, so I will be going out to eat with the family. I am quite excited.

My new career plan is progressing nicely, with any luck I will be working from home by October. This means that Drek and I can actually celebrate Halloween, and we can go someplace for Thanksgiving, instead of me having to work the day before and the day after. And goodness knows I am NOT cooking any sort of thanksgiving dinner myself.

On a completely different note, this morning My mother woke me up with a phone call. She wanted to know if I wanted to go a viewing. A few days ago, a friend that I had gone to all six years of elementary school with was killed in a car crash coming home from a family reunion. She and her husband had been married for a year and one month. They were both killed instantly.
I hadn’t planned on going to the viewing, but strangely, I did want to go. I hadn’t even talked with the girl since elementary school, even though we had gone to high school together, but I had known her back then, and I did know her family.
It was very strange, seeing so many people from my childhood. There was no one else there from my (our) age group. I think they stayed away because when the adults looked at you, you couldn’t help but think that they were thinking “why couldn’t it have been her, instead of my daughter?” She was only a month older than me.
The general idea seemed t be "thank goodness they died together, now they are together in death" but isn't that worse for the families? Now they have no one to hold on to. On the other hand, there is no one to remind them of the loss.
I wonder if they are happy they died together.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Work and more work

Tuesday I worked for eleven hours.

Way to early in the morning, I had to be over at BYU to steal college student’s money. Let me explain, I am a cashier in the text book department of the university. BYU pays me to sell books that students don’t want, for classes they don’t want to take, with money they don’t have. And the whole time I’m thinking: This is amazing!! What a brilliant scam!! It’s not even illegal!! These kids have to buy these books no matter what the cost or how much they don’t care about the content in the book. For instance, Chemistry 101 is a general class. Everyone must take chemistry (unless they opt with an equal credit but anyways). The Chemistry text book that the students must have is $119.00 There is an optional textbook students can purchase for $59.00. Also required, is something called an iclicker, which will allow students to take the quizs. iclickers are $35.35. So these students are shelling out money even if they have no interest in learning chemistry, or taking chemistry quizzes. They have no choice. The avergae bill was around $200. The most was $800. the second worst was $600. Both of those were for one individual's books, for one semester. Ouch.

After my shift ended there, I went to my fulltime job, and worked for six hours. I also got my paycheck and relized my boss has no intention of giving me the pay raise he promised, or of giving me the bonus “all” employees earn when the store does really well in a month. In fact, he’s just keeping me around becasue he dosn’t have to pay me hardly anything. This was a very disheartening relization, however, I did rethink my options, and a new career move is in progress thanks to my wonderful and brilliant husband.

Wednesday was more work on in the textbook department, and then it was off to Walmart, to work out a gift card issue. I had returned items to Walmart in exchange for a $90 gift card, but when I went to use the gift card the cashier informed me there was only $15 on it. She even double checked for me. So I had called Walmart, and they informed me to come in to customer service. I finally made it in yesterday, and spent an hour with the guy, trying to work it out. Finally, after searching the entirety of the Walmart computer database (which still runs on DOS by the way) he informed me that I either needed a receipt or the gift card for him to do anything. I FINALLY found the card and presented it to him. he scanned it to put the money on it and, lo and behold, it already had the money on it. All that and it turns out that the cashier just didn’t know how to use a gift card.