I'm getting a little better at updating this thing. Especially since there's a new bit of a reason to update it (hi, dad!). Anyway, I'll do my best to keep up with the times.
My St. Patrick's day was a bust. It started out with the baby, which was fine because it wasn't Monday (Garfield syndrome, remember?). Then, I went miniature golfing with a friend and the roommie! That's where my troubles started...I was really dizzy as soon as I stepped out of the car and into the Wonderland building. We played mini golf despite the dizziness and after a round of air hockey, it got worse. We went home and I had some water and sat down. That seemed to help. We decided to go get something to eat around 8pm at Red Robin. That's where I started having stomach pain and a fever. My friends joked about going to the hospital, and I took them quite seriously. We picked up my mom (because hey, I can't go to the hospital without her...let's be honest) and drove to the hospital. Turns out, I had a really bad UTI and borderline kidney infection. Hooray! So now I'm on medication for that. I just got off the meds that turn my pee orange. That was really cool. I had traffic-cone-orange pee. I'm still taking the antibiotic for another two days.
And that's why we take care of our bodies, folks. Don't be stubborn!
I also decided that it would be best for my future not only financially, but on so many different stress levels to start taking classes in the fall. I had everything transferred for fall quarter and I'll start then. This way, I am able to work and save money so that I'm no longer in a financial hole (thanks to my new medical bills). I don't need two financial holes with school and hospital.
With my new job at camp, I'll be making more than double what I make with three jobs in just over two months. It's going to be a lot of responsibility, but I know that I have a great team to work with and I'm really excited to start summer #3 at Camp Four Echoes.
I don't really know that there's anything more to talk about... There probably is, but I can't remember.
So I guess this is it for now!
:) xoxo
Friday, March 23, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
This is why I shouldn't make New Years resolutions...
I can never follow through!
I know this was a risk because I don't have internet. So you're just going to have to deal with the rare posts!
I'll start with an update on some things going on.
I got another job (shocker, I know) as Head Chef at Camp Four Echoes. I am really, really nervous about the whole thing and throughout the interviews and discussions and everything, it didn't really hit me that I was going to be entirely responsible for the kitchen. People make it look easy! Ugh! Well anyway, that will bring some good things to blog about later this summer. I'll still be trying to keep up with my other 3 jobs (and school, too?) while I'm at camp. WISH ME LUCK!
On another note, I have this rash on my hands that has been really starting to bother me. First it was the dry skin and the cracks and the bleeding....now it's itchy like I can't even believe (so gross, right?)! It's keeping me up at night, and that's not good. I've considered going to the doctor for it, but what's the point? I have been to every specialist there is since I was 5, and nothing has helped. I just really want it to go away. People say it's eczema, but the creams, lotions and whatnot for that just make it worse. So I am really at a loss for what to do at this point. Oh well?
Hahaha, so I had a really good girls night last night, and I feel like they need a shout-out! We had such a great time stuffing our faces, gossiping, screaming, playing Draw Something, and dancing! :) So there's my shout-out for that!
Oh, and I guess you might be wondering what the heck happened to me on Monday with my dreary, dark-cloud of a facebook post! Well I'll tell you the whole story right here, right now!
I watch a 7 month old baby on Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and he is the GARFIELD of Monday hatred! A happy, dry, well-fed baby turned into a screaming Monday monster! He was FINE all morning and then he wouldn't stop crying (teething was ruled out by teething tablets). I'm a firm believer in crying it out (only if I'm absolutely sure there's nothing wrong with him), so he sat on my floor and cried for a while.
It's getting to be pretty late in the afternoon (about 3:00pm), so I decide to vacuum. I start the vacuum and the crying stops! So I vacuum and feed him again, because it's just about nap time. He ate, and then fell asleep while I was holding him. Usually, if I put him down while he's sleeping he'll stay asleep and sleep for an hour or so. Great, I had time to shower and get ready for my first day of work at Staff Pro. I put the baby down and his eyes pop open and he starts cracking up. Great. So I hold him until he falls asleep again. It's about 3:45 now, and I really should have been in the shower 15 minutes ago. I'm just about to put him down when my phone rings. Now the baby is wide awake and fussing. I ignore the call from my mom, and try to get him to go to sleep again. Four o'clock rolls around, the baby is wide awake and I'm still not in the shower.
My mom calls again....you know how your mom has the power to make you cry just by calling you? Not in a bad way, but you just pick up the phone ready to tell her what's going on, and it just makes you cry, simply because it's your mom on the other end? Maybe it's just me. Anyway, I went into full-on break-down mode. Curled in a ball screaming inaudible things to my mother while she's trying to calm me down and tell me she's on her way over to watch the baby so I can shower. I hang up the phone and curl into fetal position and proceed to cry out all the bad things that have happened to me in the past month.
It's never funny when someone is crying. But it's always funny when you're a baby. So this baby is cracking up while I am bawling my face off. I am counting down the minutes until my mother comes to my rescue. Every thing's fine, I'm able to shower and get ready. Well, I'm racing to get to my new job on time, and I do....it was a miracle. The rest of the night was shaky and difficult, but I powered through it until I realized I forgot to put money in my parking meter. Luckily, after the longest walk to my car of my life, I saw no parking ticket! God had my back there! Whew!
I've read a quote somewhere that said: "What if you woke up tomorrow with all the things you thanked God for today?" That quote popped into my head and I chuckled to myself thinking, "well, I certainly wouldn't have a parking ticket!"
Anyway, my day wasn't as horrible as my facebook status might have turned it into, but it was more of a build-up of a few really bad days that I wasn't able to deal with.
Oh my gosh this was a long post! Thanks for reading this if you still are! :)
I know this was a risk because I don't have internet. So you're just going to have to deal with the rare posts!
I'll start with an update on some things going on.
I got another job (shocker, I know) as Head Chef at Camp Four Echoes. I am really, really nervous about the whole thing and throughout the interviews and discussions and everything, it didn't really hit me that I was going to be entirely responsible for the kitchen. People make it look easy! Ugh! Well anyway, that will bring some good things to blog about later this summer. I'll still be trying to keep up with my other 3 jobs (and school, too?) while I'm at camp. WISH ME LUCK!
On another note, I have this rash on my hands that has been really starting to bother me. First it was the dry skin and the cracks and the bleeding....now it's itchy like I can't even believe (so gross, right?)! It's keeping me up at night, and that's not good. I've considered going to the doctor for it, but what's the point? I have been to every specialist there is since I was 5, and nothing has helped. I just really want it to go away. People say it's eczema, but the creams, lotions and whatnot for that just make it worse. So I am really at a loss for what to do at this point. Oh well?
Hahaha, so I had a really good girls night last night, and I feel like they need a shout-out! We had such a great time stuffing our faces, gossiping, screaming, playing Draw Something, and dancing! :) So there's my shout-out for that!
Oh, and I guess you might be wondering what the heck happened to me on Monday with my dreary, dark-cloud of a facebook post! Well I'll tell you the whole story right here, right now!
I watch a 7 month old baby on Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and he is the GARFIELD of Monday hatred! A happy, dry, well-fed baby turned into a screaming Monday monster! He was FINE all morning and then he wouldn't stop crying (teething was ruled out by teething tablets). I'm a firm believer in crying it out (only if I'm absolutely sure there's nothing wrong with him), so he sat on my floor and cried for a while.
It's getting to be pretty late in the afternoon (about 3:00pm), so I decide to vacuum. I start the vacuum and the crying stops! So I vacuum and feed him again, because it's just about nap time. He ate, and then fell asleep while I was holding him. Usually, if I put him down while he's sleeping he'll stay asleep and sleep for an hour or so. Great, I had time to shower and get ready for my first day of work at Staff Pro. I put the baby down and his eyes pop open and he starts cracking up. Great. So I hold him until he falls asleep again. It's about 3:45 now, and I really should have been in the shower 15 minutes ago. I'm just about to put him down when my phone rings. Now the baby is wide awake and fussing. I ignore the call from my mom, and try to get him to go to sleep again. Four o'clock rolls around, the baby is wide awake and I'm still not in the shower.
My mom calls again....you know how your mom has the power to make you cry just by calling you? Not in a bad way, but you just pick up the phone ready to tell her what's going on, and it just makes you cry, simply because it's your mom on the other end? Maybe it's just me. Anyway, I went into full-on break-down mode. Curled in a ball screaming inaudible things to my mother while she's trying to calm me down and tell me she's on her way over to watch the baby so I can shower. I hang up the phone and curl into fetal position and proceed to cry out all the bad things that have happened to me in the past month.
It's never funny when someone is crying. But it's always funny when you're a baby. So this baby is cracking up while I am bawling my face off. I am counting down the minutes until my mother comes to my rescue. Every thing's fine, I'm able to shower and get ready. Well, I'm racing to get to my new job on time, and I do....it was a miracle. The rest of the night was shaky and difficult, but I powered through it until I realized I forgot to put money in my parking meter. Luckily, after the longest walk to my car of my life, I saw no parking ticket! God had my back there! Whew!
I've read a quote somewhere that said: "What if you woke up tomorrow with all the things you thanked God for today?" That quote popped into my head and I chuckled to myself thinking, "well, I certainly wouldn't have a parking ticket!"
Anyway, my day wasn't as horrible as my facebook status might have turned it into, but it was more of a build-up of a few really bad days that I wasn't able to deal with.
Oh my gosh this was a long post! Thanks for reading this if you still are! :)
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