I got the job!

I got the job--I am still in shock I think!  She interviewed me yesterday morning, and then called me last night, and made an offer!  And I started this morning!  It is all just kind of a blur at this point, and my day was completely overwhelming, but honestly, what new job isn't?  I think that yesterday, all of the stars must've been a lined or something like that (or as Brock says, karma was finally paying off...although Im not quite sure what I did...)  So the interview went well, and I left completely happy with it.  I thought I had a pretty good chance, but I thought I wouldn't hear back for at least a few days, maybe even a week.   I'm definitely not the most patient person in the world (as you probably already know), so even the first couple hours after the interview felt like a very very long time.  I felt all anxious/excited/nervous all at the same time.  But then before I even got off work for the day, she called me back, and voila!  What a relief!

Then the day got even crazier.  Wait, pause, did I even tell you what the job is?? This is the best part BY FAR-- I get to be the customer service manager for Caffe Ibis Coffee Roasting Plant!  How perfect is that?!  

Ok, so here is when it gets even weirder...so last night Brock took me out to dinner to celebrate at Cafe Sabor.  I decided that tequila is for celebrating :)  So we sit down, and not 5 minutes later does this couple come in wearing matching Caffe Ibis sweatshirts and sit down at the table directly next to us.  And I'm like, "Hey, look they're wearing Ibis sweaters!"  Then...I get to thinking about it, and I'm like, honestly, what are the chances of a couple wearing matching Ibis sweaters?? I mean, really?!  So then I start thinking...what if they're the owners??  So then me being my ultra daring self went up to their table and asked them lol, and they were!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  What a small freaking world! 

Stars definitely alined + good karma= very very good day

INTERVIEW!

So just when I was feeling down about the whole job craziness, I got a call and I have an interview at 8 am tomorrow!  Oh happy day!  All I need to do is get my foot in the door....................... Just gotta keep telling myself that!  Cross your fingers for me!

On the Job Hunt

So I'm on the job hunt ONCE AGAIN.  :(  I haven't quite lost my job yet, but there's been talk of cutting me in half (yeah, can you picture half of me walking around the office :) ?), because we've been so slow.  So if any of you have any ideas for me, please give me a holler.

Today I've sent my resume out to 5 companies, and I wouldn't be surprised if I double that number by the end of the day.  Goll, job hunting is worse than a full-time job!

It's such a bummer that the economy sucked right when I graduated college...I've half way considered just taking my butt back to school and going for my Masters...I mean if there is nothing for me out there right now, then why not just get some more smarts under my belt?  Not really what I was hoping to do, but...

I am so sad that I can't just find the perfect job for me.  I want to work with people, that's what I'm good at. And I don't really want to sell anymore--I'm completely worn out of it (unless I'm selling something I absolutely love).  But you know what they say, "beggars can't be choosers," and I am definitely on the beggar end of things right now.  Pretty much all I ask for is a full-time day job that pays decent.  That's about all I can hope for right now.

So, wish me luck!  I think I'm gonna need it!

Be My Valentine!

Valentines was wonderful wonderful wonderful.  I can not express in words what a great time we had, but here comes my attempt now.

Our weekend getaway started Saturday afternoon.  Brock went ice fishing in the morning with Cody, so while he was gone it gave me a good chance to pack up all of his things, wrap his presents, and hide everything snuggly in the trunk before he got home.  So then when he came back, all I had tell him was to get ready and get in the car.  He had no idea we were going anywhere over night, because he didn't have a packed bag (well, as far as he knew... :) )

I drove, which is strange because I NEVER drive.  But this made it so he had no idea where we were headed.  We drove to Ogden, and got off an exit there, and he was like, "What in the world are we doing in Ogden?!" Ha ha ha, but then I took us up Ogden canyon a ways, so then he got really confused, because that road takes you right to Jackson Hole.  And I told him the place we were going started with the letter "J." Ha.  But, then I pulled in to our destination, Jackson Fork Inn, which is not in Jackson Hole, it's in a little mountainous place called Harrisville.  And it was the cutest little bed & breakfast ever.

Our room was the best. Two floors, a balcony, a spiral staircase, and the most exciting part was that there was a hot tub right smack in our room!  Everything was really vintage looking too, which is totally my style. LOVED IT.

When we got there, we just hung out for a while...wandered around and checked out the place, watched Seinfeld, layed on the bed for a bit... Then I remembered that he might want to wear his present to dinner, so I let him open it before we went.  It was a new watch, and he loved it, which made me really happy.  He's never had a watch, so I decided it was about time to invest in one.  Oh, except he does have this old pocket watch from his grandpa, which is pretty awesome, but I think he probably shouldn't start using that thing until we're about 70 or so.  Just another 58 years to go...

Then we got all fancied up for dinner, which was miraculously just downstairs. Yeah, the bed & breakfast had a restarant!  It was really rustic looking, with a big old-time fire place, and wooden everything.   And our dinner was nothing less than perfect--teriaki glazed salmon, alaskan halibut, wild rice, rye bread, and steamed vegetables.  Delish! And just to put the cherry on top, we ordered a bottle of champagne and chocolate lava cake.  The lava cake brought back fond memories of our honeymoon, because on the cruise ship, we ordered that every night!  No wonder we each came back 8 pounds heavier!

After dinner, we went back to our room and took our half drank bottle of champagne with us.  We switched more presents when we got back--Brock gave me the most comfortable pajama pants in the world, with little love words all over them, and my favorite Dove milk chocolates.  And I gave him a couple of shirts I'd made for him at Creative Threads.  Oh, and just to let you know, Brock had already given me roses on Friday, and bought me new snow clothes the weekend before.  They were early Valentine presents :)  My little sweet thing had Valentine's going all week long!

The next day was pretty laid back--ate yummy biscotti, drank coffee, took a long bath in the ginormous hot tub, watched movies...Then we headed home, which was very sad.  I could just live in that place, honestly!

When we went home, we were going to head straight to the Maurer's cabin in Bear Lake to go snowmobiling (with my new cute snow clothes!), but turned out that the roads were too bad, and my little Saturn wouldn't be able to make it up there.  So we ended up snowmobiling on the old family snow mobile around the fields, which was still fun, and we got in Brock's family's hot tub too.  That night I made chicken parmesan for the first time, which turned out pretty well, so I was kind of proud of myself.   I made spaghetti with it too, and put out candles, and decorated our room with rose petals.

Yay for Valentines Day!

Well, this may not seem like a great way to start our first blog, but hey!  I am sick with some sort of throat/head/sneezing/coughing/runnynose/ouchy sickness.  In some parts of the world this may be considered a cold, but I consider it hell.  The only perk to things like this is that if you are as lucky as me you have a wonderful husband to take care of you (thank you Brock.)  Already tonight he has made me Progresso chicken noodle soup, which is WAY better than the Campbell's kind (no offense Campbell's), and brought me home chocolate chunk ice cream.  My sisters warned me that ice cream, or any milk-made product is bad for a sore throat, but I ate 3 deliciously huge scoops anyway.  I know I will regret this tomorrow morning when I step on the scale, but so be it.

Tonight, Brock is attempting to fix his truck.  The light behind the dash has been broken on poor Betty Lou since before we met, so she is in desperate need of some TLC.  He joked that I haven't given him even a minute to look at it since we met (the funny thing is that I know he's right.)  I tend to suck up all of his time.  But if you had a husband like mine, you would do the same.

On to happier subjects.  This weekend is our first married Valentine's Day! I am so excited!  I would tell you what we're doing, but it is a big fat surprise, and I wouldn't want Brock finding it out what it is.  I've been planning it for well over a month now, and I am ecstatic that it's finally around the corner.  Now all I've got to do is get over this dumb cold, and we'll be golden.  I'd be so sad if I were still sick by the time this weekend rolls around.

I've been doing a lot of digital scrapbooking lately.  I didn't discover how wonderful this was until just a couple short months ago. Why didn't anyone inform me of this miracle maker?!  I attempted starting on our honeymoon pictures today, but I only got through two pages.  This one isn't that great, but I figured I'd put it up anyway.

This is when we were at the airport in Salt Lake City before flying out to California.  It seems like everything was better on our honeymoon--the coffee tasted better, the water tasted cleaner (except for at our stop in Ensenada, Mexico of course--there we didn't even dare to get to close to the ice cubes), the beds were softer, the sun was brighter, the bloody marys were merrier, the people were friendlier, the songs were sweeter...you get the picture.  It was a very pretty picture.  I think at least once a week we talk about how we wish we were back on that cruise ship.  Life was so carefree.  Just if we could live on one...well, wait, maybe I take that back.  If we lived on a cruise ship, then our story would probably become much like that of Walle's, and we all now how that turned out.  Ha.  

Brock and I LOVE Walle.  I mean when I say love, I really mean love.  We used to always have this joke where I would say, "Walllleeeee!....., and he would say, "Evvvvaaaaaa!"  (If you haven't seen the movie, then just disregard this, because it probably just sounds weird.)  You know, we don't really understand why people don't like this movie.  I've heard so many people say that they hate it, and I'm like, "Seriously, what is there to hate?"  I mean, the old-school dancing, the robot hand-holding, the pizza plants, the cute little cockroach...It is all just so great.  

Well, here it is.  An end to our first blog entry.  Happy blogging!