Jack is 19 months. He is so friggin big, and so smart. I am constantly amazed by him. He can now recognize the Winnie the Pooh characters on his Pooh phone, and can hit the correct buttons when asked to. Maybe numbers next? But he now plays along with all of the hand motions on Little Einsteins and can even do them when asked without the show being on. So big, growing up so fast. New pics will come, right now I'm on a work computer and so no pics at my fingertips.
Brett has his P&G job and is liking it. General problems like personality conflicts arise, but not with supervisors and not to the point where his work is affected. He has been doing great there, people are noticing how bright he is and how hard he works.
This is week #3 at the GTVC. I'm really digging it. Not research, but an integral part to other people's research. Perfect for now. Steady, in my field, salaried. I'm learning a ton and it is a great job while I relax in family life and think about getting back to school in the future.
Had a depressed day the other day, been pretty solid ever since. Writing in a journal and taking long walks at lunch time. See how things go. Until then, this is Jen, the Potions Master signing off!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Randomness and such
Colorstrology.com lets you know your color, based on your birthday, and mine is Delphinium Blue. Here is what that says about me:
THE NEED to express yourself is inherent in your personality. Any form of creative release helps balance your mental, physical and emotional well-being. You are kind-hearted and are not afraid to offer insights and words of support to people that you meet. The desire for love is very important to you. Your personal color inspires breadth of scope. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with Delphinium Blue invokes trust and ease in regard to love and finances.
Brett's is: Grape Nectar
YOU enjoy learning and want to be stimulated mentally. You have creative ability and will feel most satisfied when you are expressing your unique talents. Your senses are acute and you are very aware of your surroundings. Having things of beauty around you gives you great pleasure. Your personal color embodies strength, passion and perseverance. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with the color Grape Nectar helps you move through fear so that you can enjoy the fruits of your labor.
And Jack: Cornflower Blue
LOVE IS very important to you as is the need to connect with others. You are highly romantic and function best when you are in a healthy relationship. Although you can be emotional, you have a keen mind and a sharp wit. Harmony and a happy home and family hold great comfort for you. Your personal color resonates with clarity. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with Cornflower Blue lends discrimination to your ability when choosing partners and close associates.
Our look looks to have changed, though I'm trying not to jinx it. So for now, that's all you get.
Why is it whenever I sit in the IC library and take out the lap top within 30 min I need to, well, go "number 2"? Every time, without fail. Something in the air, perhaps.
I finished Brett's socks and made Jack a pair from the leftover yard from my pair. All worster weight acrylic, but being broke and in a bind, better than none. And I got some much needed experience from it.
I'm going to cast on some toe-up socks for myself this afternoon. Get to learn provisional cast on and how to use wraps in my short rows.
ANd now I'm going to get going. Need to order a new SS card, then probably going to hang out at Hartwig and wait for Brett to get off.
THE NEED to express yourself is inherent in your personality. Any form of creative release helps balance your mental, physical and emotional well-being. You are kind-hearted and are not afraid to offer insights and words of support to people that you meet. The desire for love is very important to you. Your personal color inspires breadth of scope. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with Delphinium Blue invokes trust and ease in regard to love and finances.
Brett's is: Grape Nectar
YOU enjoy learning and want to be stimulated mentally. You have creative ability and will feel most satisfied when you are expressing your unique talents. Your senses are acute and you are very aware of your surroundings. Having things of beauty around you gives you great pleasure. Your personal color embodies strength, passion and perseverance. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with the color Grape Nectar helps you move through fear so that you can enjoy the fruits of your labor.
And Jack: Cornflower Blue
LOVE IS very important to you as is the need to connect with others. You are highly romantic and function best when you are in a healthy relationship. Although you can be emotional, you have a keen mind and a sharp wit. Harmony and a happy home and family hold great comfort for you. Your personal color resonates with clarity. Wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with Cornflower Blue lends discrimination to your ability when choosing partners and close associates.
Our look looks to have changed, though I'm trying not to jinx it. So for now, that's all you get.
Why is it whenever I sit in the IC library and take out the lap top within 30 min I need to, well, go "number 2"? Every time, without fail. Something in the air, perhaps.
I finished Brett's socks and made Jack a pair from the leftover yard from my pair. All worster weight acrylic, but being broke and in a bind, better than none. And I got some much needed experience from it.
I'm going to cast on some toe-up socks for myself this afternoon. Get to learn provisional cast on and how to use wraps in my short rows.
ANd now I'm going to get going. Need to order a new SS card, then probably going to hang out at Hartwig and wait for Brett to get off.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Life... eh...
Still no job. No money. Unpaid bills. Thankfully the baby isn't going hungry (though I am drastically eating less and find myself often sustained by tea and the odd pretzel stick).
I have an interview at Wal Mart on Monday. Yeah, that's how desperate we are for a second paycheck. And I'm applying at McDonalds this afternoon. A fry cook with a Master's degree. Great. So as you can imagine I'm depressed as all hell. And my DH is really getting to me. I'm looking, pretty damn hard at that, but because I'm not pressing my nose against windows downtown and trying to look pathetic so someone might hand me a job, I'm not working hard enough. I'm not going to go on because today he is being really supportive, but yesterday I was supposedly enjoying not being in work and waiting around for a science job, this after applying at Wal Mart and CVS and the god damned Marriott for housekeeping. Yeah, science jobs all. And then it was because I applied online, which always takes months (and Wal Mart called what? 24 hours later?). I even applied at BioLife. Means no more donating, but it would be a paycheck and in a science-y field so it is very preferable right now.
On the bright side, I finished Brett's socks the other night. No pics yet, I was going to get them done but we got Jack back from his week stay with my mother-in-law and I wanted to get the second sock done. It was the whole "4 inches until I can start the toe. I'll just o that much." which turned into "Oh, I can just start the toe." That usually leads to "I'll just finish the toe, and weave in the ends." That is why I love socks. I get slow on the leg and on the foot, but the heel and gusset and tow are so modular that I find it hard to begin and not finish those sections.
And snow twinkles pretty when you wear sunglasses. Still blinding and I still have a headache, but pretty.
Now I better get back to work. Applied for another research position, only new one I'm qualified for, but I will see what other places have to offer.
I have an interview at Wal Mart on Monday. Yeah, that's how desperate we are for a second paycheck. And I'm applying at McDonalds this afternoon. A fry cook with a Master's degree. Great. So as you can imagine I'm depressed as all hell. And my DH is really getting to me. I'm looking, pretty damn hard at that, but because I'm not pressing my nose against windows downtown and trying to look pathetic so someone might hand me a job, I'm not working hard enough. I'm not going to go on because today he is being really supportive, but yesterday I was supposedly enjoying not being in work and waiting around for a science job, this after applying at Wal Mart and CVS and the god damned Marriott for housekeeping. Yeah, science jobs all. And then it was because I applied online, which always takes months (and Wal Mart called what? 24 hours later?). I even applied at BioLife. Means no more donating, but it would be a paycheck and in a science-y field so it is very preferable right now.
On the bright side, I finished Brett's socks the other night. No pics yet, I was going to get them done but we got Jack back from his week stay with my mother-in-law and I wanted to get the second sock done. It was the whole "4 inches until I can start the toe. I'll just o that much." which turned into "Oh, I can just start the toe." That usually leads to "I'll just finish the toe, and weave in the ends." That is why I love socks. I get slow on the leg and on the foot, but the heel and gusset and tow are so modular that I find it hard to begin and not finish those sections.
And snow twinkles pretty when you wear sunglasses. Still blinding and I still have a headache, but pretty.
Now I better get back to work. Applied for another research position, only new one I'm qualified for, but I will see what other places have to offer.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
One Month Down
One month into 208 and I have no job. I tried a dishwashing job from Team Staffing, but they signed me up without checking with me. I told them 2nd shift would work, and it would have if they didn't want me until 12:30 on Mon and Sat, the last bus leaves at 11:20 on weekdays, 6:30 on weekends. So I had to decline. Now I wait.
I found my New Year's resolution. I plan to finish a few of the projects I've started, knitting-wise. My current task is finishing Jack's baby blanket, the one I began to crochet before he was born. I'm just hpoing to have it by his second birthday this September. OK, maybe sooner. I have to do 55 repeats of the two main rows. I finished 18 last night and plan to do at least one every day. I'll try to remember to take pics of it (and my other projects) and post them.
My other projects:
-Dark Mark Illusion scarf (pattern: http://thestormmoon.blogspot.com/2007/05/dark-mark-illusion-scarf-pattern.html). I am through the first chart, just started the second.
-Dark Mark bag (pattern: http://www.freewebs.com/theloveplant/knitting/darkmarkbag.html). I finished the front an just have to finish the plain, stockinette back.
-Brett's Socks. I'm doing basic socks with a k3p1 rib on the leg. The first one is about an inch done. I did finish one pair of socks though, and will post pics soon (I hope).
-Huge granny square blankie. I couldn't think of anything else to do with this yarn so I decided on a blanket. I made one 6 inch granny square and decide to just enlarge it rather than make a ton of little ones.
-Crochet choker (pattern: http://www.theanticraft.com/archive/lugh06/asphyxiation.htm). One and a half motifs in and still going (slowly).
The lure of new projects is great. My pile of UFOs grows. But when you have little time to knit/crochet... Things just don't get finished.
Between job searching, studying for the MCATs (which I need to do more of) an being a Mom and wife... the time just seems to slip away.
But hey, could be worse, you know.
I found my New Year's resolution. I plan to finish a few of the projects I've started, knitting-wise. My current task is finishing Jack's baby blanket, the one I began to crochet before he was born. I'm just hpoing to have it by his second birthday this September. OK, maybe sooner. I have to do 55 repeats of the two main rows. I finished 18 last night and plan to do at least one every day. I'll try to remember to take pics of it (and my other projects) and post them.
My other projects:
-Dark Mark Illusion scarf (pattern: http://thestormmoon.blogspot.com/2007/05/dark-mark-illusion-scarf-pattern.html). I am through the first chart, just started the second.
-Dark Mark bag (pattern: http://www.freewebs.com/theloveplant/knitting/darkmarkbag.html). I finished the front an just have to finish the plain, stockinette back.
-Brett's Socks. I'm doing basic socks with a k3p1 rib on the leg. The first one is about an inch done. I did finish one pair of socks though, and will post pics soon (I hope).
-Huge granny square blankie. I couldn't think of anything else to do with this yarn so I decided on a blanket. I made one 6 inch granny square and decide to just enlarge it rather than make a ton of little ones.
-Crochet choker (pattern: http://www.theanticraft.com/archive/lugh06/asphyxiation.htm). One and a half motifs in and still going (slowly).
The lure of new projects is great. My pile of UFOs grows. But when you have little time to knit/crochet... Things just don't get finished.
Between job searching, studying for the MCATs (which I need to do more of) an being a Mom and wife... the time just seems to slip away.
But hey, could be worse, you know.
Monday, January 14, 2008
New year, new luck (I hope)
2007 was, well, you decide. Here is a timeline:
Dec 22, 2007: Brett gets into a car accident. Other driver's fault so we get a new old car, but we were uninsured so we get a $710 fine. Brett is OK, he just needs to see a chiropractor every 2 days for up to 2 years.
Dec. 23, 2007: Heater goes out, landlord is out of town. We get it fixed, but still.
Dec. 25, 2007: At great-grandma's house Jack tries to climb mommy, ends up hitting his head on the thin-rugged cement floor. We need to wake him and check his pupils for signs of concussion.
Dec. 26, 2007: In an attempt to cook Jack breakfast I set the kitchen on fire. Brett has the cell phone so I end up walking to the fire station to have them clean the smoke out.
Dec. 31, 2007: Noon the new car becomes ours. 1:30 the new car dies. It is fixed now.
And then there was Jack's massive cold, Brett's massive food poisoning and me getting laid off...
But on the good side, I finished knitting my first pair of socks and I had a great interview this morning.
So who knows. Here is hoping 2008 is better for us.
Dec 22, 2007: Brett gets into a car accident. Other driver's fault so we get a new old car, but we were uninsured so we get a $710 fine. Brett is OK, he just needs to see a chiropractor every 2 days for up to 2 years.
Dec. 23, 2007: Heater goes out, landlord is out of town. We get it fixed, but still.
Dec. 25, 2007: At great-grandma's house Jack tries to climb mommy, ends up hitting his head on the thin-rugged cement floor. We need to wake him and check his pupils for signs of concussion.
Dec. 26, 2007: In an attempt to cook Jack breakfast I set the kitchen on fire. Brett has the cell phone so I end up walking to the fire station to have them clean the smoke out.
Dec. 31, 2007: Noon the new car becomes ours. 1:30 the new car dies. It is fixed now.
And then there was Jack's massive cold, Brett's massive food poisoning and me getting laid off...
But on the good side, I finished knitting my first pair of socks and I had a great interview this morning.
So who knows. Here is hoping 2008 is better for us.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Merry Fucking Christmas
So this year I was actually excited for Christmas. It is Jack's 2nd but the first he knows what a present is. So things were going fine. We got his presents, today we were going to head up north to stay with the in-laws and we were going to have a great Christmas.
Brett got into an accident. He is OK, the baby wasn't in the car. The car is fucked. Other driver's fault, but our insurance lapsed so they gave us a $710 fine.
My mother-in-law was going to come own to get me and Jack this morning. She bailed, claiming the roads are too bad. OK, we did get a foot of snow last night, but the roads are fine and there is no more snowing today. But before that I get to wake Brett up and let him know the heater is busted. Yeah, no heat, no ride and we've been arguing for days.
So we decide to get a ride to Merri's house so the poor blue-lipped baby (I'm not even kidding) can have some heat. Dustin comes to get us and can't even keep both hands on the wheel. He has to talk to his girlfriend (long story on that, not my business to post) and even tells her how we keep slipping and almost running into snow banks. So hang up the fucking phone, my kid is in the car, jackass! And then he does bump the car ahead of us at the stop sign. I was livid.
And now I might be staying here overnight because Brett needs a ride to work and might stay at Dustin's. Great holiday, not home, not with family, not even with my fucking husband. I'm depressed as all hell and he has my cigs.
So we have to rent a car. Wednesday the other driver's insurance company will be in the office, so if we are going to make it to the family Xmas we have to rent one ourselves and wait god knows how long to get reimbursed.
Good news is the heat is on, bad news is I'm not home and Jack is fussy and finally asleep. I'd nap but he'd just wake up as I'm on the verge of sleep and I just can't take that kind of disappointment right now.
I've cried more in the last three days than in the past three months. Merry Fucking Christmas.
Brett got into an accident. He is OK, the baby wasn't in the car. The car is fucked. Other driver's fault, but our insurance lapsed so they gave us a $710 fine.
My mother-in-law was going to come own to get me and Jack this morning. She bailed, claiming the roads are too bad. OK, we did get a foot of snow last night, but the roads are fine and there is no more snowing today. But before that I get to wake Brett up and let him know the heater is busted. Yeah, no heat, no ride and we've been arguing for days.
So we decide to get a ride to Merri's house so the poor blue-lipped baby (I'm not even kidding) can have some heat. Dustin comes to get us and can't even keep both hands on the wheel. He has to talk to his girlfriend (long story on that, not my business to post) and even tells her how we keep slipping and almost running into snow banks. So hang up the fucking phone, my kid is in the car, jackass! And then he does bump the car ahead of us at the stop sign. I was livid.
And now I might be staying here overnight because Brett needs a ride to work and might stay at Dustin's. Great holiday, not home, not with family, not even with my fucking husband. I'm depressed as all hell and he has my cigs.
So we have to rent a car. Wednesday the other driver's insurance company will be in the office, so if we are going to make it to the family Xmas we have to rent one ourselves and wait god knows how long to get reimbursed.
Good news is the heat is on, bad news is I'm not home and Jack is fussy and finally asleep. I'd nap but he'd just wake up as I'm on the verge of sleep and I just can't take that kind of disappointment right now.
I've cried more in the last three days than in the past three months. Merry Fucking Christmas.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
broken record
Everytime I start a new journal (or blog) I tell myself I will not use it as a depression dump, only writing when I feel depressed and such. Well, here we go again, only now I am depressed and have internet access for the night so everybody gets to watch.
Still at the chocolate factory, totally using my education to do what I planned to do for the rest of my life. I hope sarcasm works in type. And to top that off I fell in their parking lot and hurt my back. Team Staffing is taking care of it, but I'm on restriction so I can't bend, reach, twift, lift etc. I do what I can.
So work sucks, back hurts, love life is on the rocks.
No birth control = no nookie for Jen. Not to mention that my DH has taken a second job and works until midnight 4 days a week. Miss him terribly, makes me cry.
So yeah, Jen's "life sucks" update.
Still at the chocolate factory, totally using my education to do what I planned to do for the rest of my life. I hope sarcasm works in type. And to top that off I fell in their parking lot and hurt my back. Team Staffing is taking care of it, but I'm on restriction so I can't bend, reach, twift, lift etc. I do what I can.
So work sucks, back hurts, love life is on the rocks.
No birth control = no nookie for Jen. Not to mention that my DH has taken a second job and works until midnight 4 days a week. Miss him terribly, makes me cry.
So yeah, Jen's "life sucks" update.
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