Wacky weekend

This past weekend I had company... Not your normal, friends showing up company, but relatives from out of town. Which is excellent...Except they there were two rather large men coming and I have a rather small house. So to make room for everyone I got them a hotel room. Which was big, had air conditioning, and had a reasonable sized shower.

Meanwhile, back to my story... So My brother came into town on Thursday night, which was just perfect as I could pick him up from the airport and home without having to take time off work (and in my last week that just looks bad). Then we went home, after getting a little lost in San Jose because I was forced to go downtown after a brief stop at Target. I filled the living room with my princess and the pea air mattress and we were good. The next day I made him do all of the errands that I had been holding off and that night my dad came into town too. We had a wonderful sushi dinner and went to bed quite late.

On Saturday we all went (all being Mr. C, dad, bro, and myself) to Monterrey were we looked at all the really big fish in the aquarium and learned all about Jelly-fish. It was great. I love the aquarium. I love the penguins too! After a brief stop for lunch we then rented a four person bike and took off on a hair raising adventure.

What's that, never heard of a four person bike? It seats up to six in a two by to arrangement and looks like a golf cart with pedals. The biggest issue was that I was forced to steer. Normally I would be amused greatly by this but the men folk decided to make my life more interesting my going as fast as they could towards intersections where I had to fit this huge bike/surrey thing through a small opening between two metal posts... And so there I was with my feet lifted off the pedals (which were moving too fast for me to help with) and trying not to crash us into anything with a breaking lever that didn't work very well... We managed to scare a good lot of people but I can proudly say that I didn't hit anything stationary or human! Go me!

After an hour of fearing for my personal safety we returned the bike and headed back to SC for an early night and a little down time. Which was very nice. Sunday morning we headed out once more to breakfast. (There is nothing quite like Sunday brunch) and we were off to Carmel. Unfortunately so was everyone else and we hit a huge traffic jam. After a while we arrived though and had fascinating conversations about conspicuous consumption and how pretty jewelry was. Then it was back home to drop off my brother and I and dad went back to the central valley.

My bro and I then went off to a nice deli dinner and the Simpson's Movie. Ah, a weekend with family.

And now I am sitting here with two days left of this old job and I have nothing left to do. I have cleaned up all the files, I have finished everything I can and now I just have to sit here and wait...bored. Why isn't it Wednesday yet?

You know what makes me mad?

When you are asked by someone from another site to go over to their site and 'help' them move one of the tutorial rooms. Wanna know why it makes me mad? Because 'help' was code for do it all yourself. I walked into the other place right when I said I would be there... the person I was 'helping' was in the middle of a meeting. She sent me to the room to start. Start what? I wasn't actually told what we were doing. I went over to the other room. Nothing had been touched since the last time I had been there a month earlier. SO I started sorting out what was needed and what could be gotten rid of.

The other woman showed up half an hour later and said, so let me show you what we are going to do. She showed me cabinets that were full of other junk and sitting in the opposite side of the building from the room that everything was being moved into. Then she said she had some more meeting and I should just 'finish'. Finish? I can't lift and carry heavy things!!! I can't climb on chairs and tables to get stuff off walls!!! I'm frickin six months pregnant!!!

Ahem.

So I pulled down everything I could reach. Piled all the stuff that needed to be moved on the table. And sat down and waiting a while. Nothing happened for another half an hour. So I locked the door and went looking for the woman I was 'helping'. She was in another meeting. I told her there was nothing else I could do. She said, but I need you to help me decorate and such. I said: I need to get to my own office sometime today and I can't do anything else until everything is moved. She sighed and gave me a sad look. I told her I was leaving.

So, three hours later, with nothing done, I ended up back at my own desk.

The moral of the story... Don't offer to help!

What's that? You want to give me more money?

So I got a phone call from my new employer this morning. (Ok, well it was the HR guy)and
He said: I was looking at your resume and it says here you have a BA.

I said: Yes.

He said: Can you prove you have a BA?

I said: Like with my transcripts?

He said: Yes.

I said: Yes.

He said: The reason I'm asking is we give a stipend for that.

I said: Really?

He said: Yes, it's 700 bucks more.

I said: Really?

He said: Bring your transcripts with you on Monday and we'll get that settled.

I said: Definitely. I'll see you Monday.

Then what did I do? A little dance of joy!!!

Goodness gracious

So a while ago I told you all of the trials and tribulations of taking secretary tests. How I was all worried and stressed because I can't spell and did not so hot on that portion. Well... last week I received a call saying that they wanted me to come in for the third interview (because someone who can spell better than me dropped out). So on Monday, with no actual hope of getting this job, I walked back into their office and had another interview. I felt it went pretty well. But I also thought that the woman who would be my direct supervisor didn't like me. *sigh* So I wasn't holding my breath.

That was until I got a call from Ms. B saying that she had received a call from this nice lady asking all kinds of questions about me... Hmmmm.... Then my boss got one. Very interesting.

And what does this mean for our heroine? This afternoon I received a call from the HR guy offering me the job!!! I am going to be working in the same city I live in!!! I am going to be making more money!!! No more commute!!! And they already know about Melody and don't seem to be over worried about maternity leave!!! OMG!!!

I go in on Monday for finger printing and all of that goodness and then on the 2nd of Aug, I will start my new job. *sigh* Happy noises.

As always, the right thing comes along when it needs to come and never before, no matter how much I push for it.

What's going on here?

Honestly I just feel as if I should post and say nothing exciting is going on. I have a third interview on Monday (but don't hold your breath, a 5 1/2 month pregnant belly don't scream hire this girl). I haven't been laid off from my job yet (Again, to my great disappointment). I am quite ready to be doing sewing and getting ready for baby, but no, I have to keep going to a job that I am not going to have in another three months. The classes I'm signed up for don't start until September. I'm teaching a sewing weekend this weekend, next weekend is SLO and following that Mr. W will be visiting from the frozen north! See everything good is truly worth waiting for. Next week I'm going to see the OB again. And as that is always entertaining I will tell everyone about that. But until I have something worth writing...

Tah.

Mystery

Last night Chris and I went to see Transformers. It was wonderful and I highly recommend it for everyone! We locked the front door on the way out but left several of the windows open to keep the air flow moving. When we returned home several hours later we discovered that a plate of cookies (shortbread with a chocolate chip on the top) had been stripped of their chocolate chips. The cookies were all still whole and sitting exactily where we left them onthe plate in the living room. Feeling insecure both Mr. C and I looked in every possible place for a person to hide and closed and locked all the windows and doors. But it was really bizaar as there was nothing else moved, touched, or taken. I had a digital camera sitting right next to the cookies and it was just fine and Mr. C has all of his computer stuff in the living room and it wasn't touched...

So the big question is... what happened to the chocolate chips?

Nosebleeds

In the close to thirty years of my life, I have never had a nose bleed... until a few days ago. All of a sudden, I stood up and realized that there was quite a lot of snot moving out of my nose. I grabbed a tissue and swiped at it. And to my great astonishment, it was bright red. What?!?! I sat in stunned astonishment as it continued to gush for a little while and then finally slowed. All I could think of was, what would Ms. B do?

A few day later, to my shock and surprise, it happened again. But this time I had several people giving me advice (which I promptly ignored) about how to make it better.

Bloody noses.

Who would have guessed?