Better late than never

I am still unemployed. One of my mothers friends asked me if I sent out thank you letters after my interview. To be fair, I have never heard of doing such a thing. I don't remember ever being taught that in school. Now that I think about it; I don't think school ever taught me about interviews either. I have never had difficulties finding a job until this point. I have decided to check out the university website to find out if they can help. As it turns out, they can, every Monday, and it's free! Now I wish that this would have been a requirement in the first place. But let's be real here, I have said this about a few other things already. If all life lessons were requirement's in college, I would never graduate. Anyway, those thank you letters should have been sent out within 48 hours after the interview. I have yet to receive replies. Now I just have to wait impatiently until next Monday to take my first free class. I don't want to apply to any more potential jobs, only to get nervous again at an interview or hand out another lame resume and make a fool of myself.

Someone recently made a sincere apology after nearly 6 months of us not speaking to each other. It was completely unexpected. I'm glad that it wasn't in person, because i was speechless. It took me a few hours to think about what forgiveness really means to me and came to the conclusion that I accept the apology. This person didn't even ask for it, but I do. 

My last dermatologist appointment went well. In fact, it went so well that he asked me how I felt about fixing my face. Ok, it wasn't in those words. I don't remember how he put it. Anyway, I gave in. He pointed out what I thought was a scar on my forehead from a surgery that I had nearly a decade ago.  He thought it was a birth mark and I insisted he was wrong. Ready for the Val moment? I told mom this story and found out that it really was a birth mark. How had I not known about this? Anyway, the birth mark is staying put. First of all, removing it would require an expensive laser treatment. It would also be taking away a historical characteristic that I didn't even know about until Thursday. 

I was going through another bag of things that I took home with me from grandma's house months ago. Anyway, at the bottom of the box was an Elvis calendar from the year 2003. I remember saving it for Bay Beach in honor of the Zippen Pippen. The significance of this is that I realized the 2003 calendar year repeats itself in the year 2014. This fact nearly convinced me that hoarding serves a small purpose. 

As you all know, it is Easter Sunday this weekend. During our annual holiday get together at my aunt's house, the older cousins traditionally hide eggs for the younger ones to find. Now the younger cousins are loosing interest in this and do a poor ass job at searching. The grown ups have now decided that it is our turn to search. To make the search more of a challenge, we should do it while intoxicated. We may or may not be putting alcohol soaked gummy bears inside of the eggs. I honestly do miss the excited look on the faces of my younger family members before they found out about the bunny. I will always believe. Peter Cottontail was just on television today. If that is not proof, then I don't know what is. 

Anxious

My interview at Encompass last week seemed to be a success. I was slightly annoyed by the fact that the portfolio that I have put so much work into was barely touched in the interview. The day after the interview, I spent some time in the preschool classroom to observe and get to know the children. Fast forward to today. I have yet to find out if I got the job or not. I was told that even if I don't get this job, I could sub at all of the Encompasses (part time) and be a lead candidate for the next available job. I'm not interested in subbing. I would prefer stability, especially in this career field. It is important for me to get to know each child and staff member individually. I suck at learning names in the first place. Anyway, if I don't hear back from the center by tomorrow, I have decided that I will begin applying for more jobs. Applications are already filled out, just waiting to be dropped off.

I just heard my step dad use his famous line "Jesus Christ". If that isn't motivational enough to get a job and the hell out of this house, I don't know what is. It was kind of funny though. Mom and I prepared two messy suppers last night; tacos and sloppy joe's. I then did the dishes and put away the left overs. The dishes were left to dry over a towel on the counter over night. Mom and I like to leave them out and wait to see if anyone else will initiate putting them away without us having to ask. Needless to say, they end up sitting on the counter for sometimes 24+ hours at a time. Well today, I was about to put a load of towels in the washer, so I took the dry dishes off of the towel and set them on the stove. About an hour after I did that, as I'm sitting in my room and typing this up I hear "Jesus Christ, doesn't anyone put anything away around here!" and then I heard a bunch of clinking of pots and pans. Seriously? That task took maybe 30 seconds to finish. End rant.

A good friend of mine had her baby shower on Sunday. I had only found out Saturday that she was moving to New Mexico the day after her baby shower! She has been very busy, and surely had lost track of who she has shared this information with. I'm still glad that I was able to spend a few hours with her on Saturday before the shower. Hopefully I will soon have the chance to visit her and the baby in the near future (but not before saving up to move out of this house and visiting my father in Italy). Anyway, back to the baby shower. I had a real good time. I was especially amused to see my friends mom join in on the fun in New Mexico through SKYPE. It was even more amusing to see that she received 3 pack n' play's as gifts during the gift opening. I'm sure friend will have no problem using up nearly $300 in store credit after returning said gifts. Let that be a lesson to you future mother's and brides. If you are going to have more than one gift registry; don't choose the same item at both department stores. If you receive an item before the baby shower, remove it from your registry. Also, as a lesson to the rest of us gift givers; notify the store associate that the purchase is from your gift registry. Then the associate will ask to scan your registry bar code so purchases are credited to the correct registry. I repeat: your registry is only updated if the gift giver allows the cashier to scan your registry bar code. I thought that this information was common sense, but the fact that only 3 items were marked off on her registry proves otherwise. 

It has been less than a week since I went to the dermatologist on Thursday and my hands are already seeing major improvements. I couldn't thank my doctor enough for improving my life with a selective list of remedies. Between the $20 co pay for my appointment, my medicated ointment, new cotton gloves, new face wash, and new body lotion, I have completely changed my life around in less than $100. I can't wait to see my doctor next week Thursday and show him the success. Hopefully he won't talk me into spending more money on the acne that he pointed out to me during our first visit. He believes that my anti seizure medication is the culprit. I have a higher list of priorities right now. 

I came across an organization last night called Crazy Crayons. I recommend checking this website out. It has given me the sudden urge to want to collect broken crayons and re-create my own and spread the word to others. I know that any child care classroom would have bins full of them. If any of you have old silicone molds that you no longer want, I will gladly accept them for this purpose. The same goes for those of you with broken crayons.  

This "recycling" education, community service has made it possible to stop more than 88,000 pounds of unwanted crayons from going into landfills with the help from schools, organization educators and kids across this country.  Thank you for your efforts to help the Earth. The CRAYON RECYCLE PROGRAM takes unwanted, rejected, broken crayons to a better place, where they will be recycled into new crayons! The program has drop-off bins nationally.    The CRAYON RECYCLE PROGRAM and Crazy Crayons, LLC work together, but neither one could exist without kids that care about the Earth. We employ people with developmental disabilities, working on a positive impact through community service, environmental education and art. All purchases of the CRAZY CRAYONS, Eco Stars, RECYCLE" Sticks, Earth Worms and Earthling Crayons support the CRAYON RECYCLE PROGRAM and recycling education.

http://www.crazycrayons.com/recycle_program.html

I especially love the fact that they employ people with developmental disabilities, working on a positive impact through community service, environmental education and art. So spread the word my fellow earth loving companions. 

First Post

Earlier this week, I graduated from NWTC and received my associates degree in Early Childhood Education. I applied to my first big girl job this Friday. Applying on a Friday was a horrible idea because I have little patience to wait until at least Monday to hear back from anyone. The job would be in a preschool room from 12:30-8:30 Monday-Friday. I will especially enjoy sleeping in, while disregarding the fact that nearly my entire day will be shot. 

I received a letter in the mail from Bay Beach yesterday inviting me to work there again this summer. If I'm not mistaken, this would be my 8th summer there. I have yet to decide if I want to sub there on weekends this year or not. I still have a few weeks left to make that decision. Just a few weeks ago, my sister kindly pointed out my sock tan line from last summer. I checked again after receiving that letter and noticed that it is finally nowhere to be found. 

My entire body is now as ghost white as my toes. Ok, that is a lie. My hands feel as awful as they look; pink, dry, cracked, and stinging. I dread having to wash my hands 20 times a day if I get that job in the preschool room. That is why I have decided to give in and call a dermatologist tomorrow. Hopefully I am not told to see a doctor and get tested for allergies. My poor mother is allergic to latex and fragrances. She also can not eat foods with seeds in them or nuts. She pretty much lives in a bubble. She was not always this way either. Each new allergy slowly developed and sometimes disappeared, and re-developed. I fear that I may be taking after her, but I shall remain optimistic  I already have TMJ, seizures, and migraines. What's one more mild nuisance? I'm Super Woman!

I went shoe shopping today with my mother and got two pairs of shoes. In spite of that, I came home and got rid of 3 pairs. 2 steps forward and 3 steps back. My cousin is going to kick me in the but when she reads this. However...I got a new pair of pink pants on sale yesterday at Shopko along with a pair of rubber gloves to wear when I take part in my excessive cleaning episodes. Not that my hands could possibly get much worse than they already are.

Fun facts: 

• My little sister is turning 11 in 3 days. She is officially as I call it a "hormonal tweenager". 
• Daylight savings time begins in one week. As ridiculous and outdated as this is, it is still a fact. I foresee this silly celebration will be extinct at some point in my lifetime. I very much miss Mr. Golden Sun and look forward to his extended presence. I hear it is supposed to hit 40 degrees this week. Please shine down on me, but please don't tease the crops and me like you did last year. 
• I just realized that one of my ear ring holes has closed up. Now I have two holes in one ear and one hole in the other. I am uneven, or as my aunt would put it "fung shway".
• Tonight was a third reminder that I need to catch up on the show Walking Dead. Does anyone own the beginning of the first season or know where I could find it? Please don't suggest the internet. My lap top has no sound. 

This first blog has become incredibly long. It is time to wrap it up. Until next time. Happy reading everyone!