Doors Swinging Again

Doors Swinging Again

I had a meeting with my principal about whether or not we'll be having a spring program. We won't. Not with this little time left in the year. But she also told me that they won't be re-upping my contract next year due to budget cuts. So I won't be teaching in the fall. Which leaves me open to other things. I don't know what. But I'm free again. To do...something.

Two nights of working

Two nights of working in a row. A major incident with the credit card machine -- I'd forgotten to clear out the previous night's batch, so I could not for the life of me get my paperwork to balance. Shane was there to help close, and he found the problem. We were there late anyway with a lady whose husband was still trying to get their truck out of the snow. There was no one else in the bar, so we watched Lifetime. Early in the afternoon we watched several typically Lifetime-esque shows that Will and Grace refer to as "Honey our daughter ran away from home but don't beat me 'cause you're an alcoholic." Later that evening we watched Will&Grace, and back to back Frasier. It was great. Some nice hours for me, since I was bartending instead of cocktailing, and I don't work the rest of the week.

Tonight I'm going to finally see V for Vendetta.

He is Risen!

He is Risen!

Settled Again...finally

Settled Again...Finally.

I'm now moved into my new place. Alone for the moment. A little concerned about expenses until job #2 picks up a little. Speaking of which, I called in for my schedule on Friday, found out that I was supposed to work today. left early today to get there on time (after coming in 2 hours late last week) and was told the schedule had changed and I wasn't working. New rule: call closer to monday.

I'm back to the Entre Nous guide to living. I've started walking to the grocery store once a day to pick out about the next three meals worth of food. This is partly thrift, since I have almost no money, and am currently borrowing from my tithe cache, and partly because I can buy little bits of very fresh food instead of all the processed crap. This morning I had a cup of coffee, a banana, and yogurt. For lunch I had a baked potato with butter and cottage cheese. Tonight I will be resorting to tuna helper, but instead of canned tuna, I'll be adding a pound of imitation crab meat to the garlic cream pasta. Tomorrow, more yogurt and another banana with my coffee. Tomorrow lunch, another baked potato. And then probably tuna helper leftovers for dinner with the remaining fresh broccoli and french bread.

I'm going to go now. I'm using the library computer, and it takes about a minute for the screen to catch up with my typing. Free evening, I'll probably be working on some sewing projects.

Highlight of the Sermon on Sunday

"If religion was all that was needed, then Jesus was just a bad Jew having a bad Friday." ~Garth Gustafson

Old Shadows of Ecstacy

Old Shadows


Rachel: "And the first day of Christmas is..?"

2nd Grader: "A porridge in a pantry?"



Rachel: "So, Denise. Bible Study? Jackson's? Tuesday night?"

Sean: *Almost sprays the table with $8.50 per glass wine* "Alright guys, that's enough Bible study, lets go get drunk."

Rachel: "If I could drink I wouldn't mind drinking at Bible Study."

Tasha: "My friends bring a six pack to ours."

Nancy: "My brother is a pastor and he has a brewery in his basement."



Rachel: "And the first day of Christmas is?"

1st Grader: "December 25th?"



Denise: "You should see her house."

Allison: "That's nothing! You should see my shoe."

Sean: "There's two sentences I've never heard before."



Sean: "Every time I hear this song I think of the funeral scene in Lethal Weapon II."



Dawn: "Um...52."

Rachel: "Took you a while, didn't it?"

Dawn: "I had to double it. It was hard!"



Rachel: "Cindy, your son just called."

Cindy: "Again? The boy's sixteen. Cain't he do nothin' by his-self?"



"Miss Kunze. You know what's cool? When you started to sing you made the sun come out."



"...Once an ostrich went yodelling..."

The thing about today is

Today I was driving around trying to find a box spring to buy at any of the thrift stores in town, and I got a phone call. It was Sarah. Asking if I was coming in to work. No, I thought I work tuesday. Nope. I was supposed to be there half an hour ago.

Crap.

So I rushed home, detoured around road construction, and threw on my clothes. I made it into work almost exactly two hours late.

And to top it off, my stockings are being held on by rubber bands.

They kept falling down at work.

I need to invest in another garter belt.

Very Very long day

I had a very very long day.

Yesterday I worked, after getting home at almost 3am the night before. Last night was weird. It was so slow for a long time, and just before nine I stopped picking up tables thinking that I was going to have to be sent home shortly. Then a rush came in, and the other waitress started taking tables. We realized that this wasn't a fluke, and I was still waiting on a table, so I picked up three more hoping to get a little of the action before I left. Turned out that the three I picked were slow drinking "lingerers." At 11 they had stopped drinking, but were still content to sit and listen to the music, and didn't want their check just yet. 12:00. Still standing around. Haven't served another drink. Finished sidework. Kept helping other waitress at her tables. 12:30, finally closed out. But of course it is daylight savings now, so 12:30 is actually 1:30. Got home after 2:30. Have to be up at 6 or so. So I decided to change into my church clothes, take out my contacts, leave on my makeup, and just curl up for a couple of hours before I have to be up to take Allie and myself to our various churches.

Got up at last possible second. Touched up makeup. Put in contacts. Ran us both through starbucks for breakfast. Then two services at church.

Excellent sermon. Special speaker. I sat through the 9:30 service to hear it again, then picked up Allie and we both listened to the 11 o clock broadcast while we ate our lunch. Denise and I and maybe Kris are going tonight to hear him speak again. He's doing a three night talk on Hearing God's Voice. I'll give the hightlights later, since it's time to start picking people up.

Feeling Grown Up again

Feeling Very Grown Up

I was looking at my mastercard statement to find a couple of charges I made to get to LA and I found a late fee. I panicked for a second, and realized that it was a $19 late fee on residual finance charges leftover from when I *thought* I'd paid off my credit card. But the payoff online didn't account for the five or so days it took for everything to go through. So then they charged me the residual finance charges, and then a late fee for not paying it off on time. And I called them and they took care of it.

I feel very responsible for not just paying them another 19 out of pocket on their mistake.

I am very tired, but wide awake from the coffee I drank to stay awake at the end of my shift. So now I'm doing finances waiting for caffeine buzz to end.

Very Tired

Very Tired.

Got off work after 1:30. Weather bad on pass, so drive took longer than usual. Plus, there were deer in the road.

Worked 8.5 hours today cocktailing. And really drunk people are the worst tippers imaginable due to the inability to multiply out 20%. Or at least 15%. One person, and I'm not even exaggerating, gave me a 4% tip. He handed me $40 on a 38.25 tab and magnanimously allowed me to "keep the change." The night wasn't a total waste. I made $85. Could have made a little more though. And since my tip money is all that is paying the bills right now, I need every bit I can get.

I'm sure I realised this before, but Bridget Jones: the edge of reason is not Pride and Prejudice like the first one, but Persuasion. Someday, when I'm not so tired that I may be incapable of taking out my contacts, I'll analyse this further.