Monday, January 28, 2013

Monday. How I loathe you.

I know everyone always says how much they despise Monday.
But today is an even worse Monday than normal.
My company is under going a huge front end redesign.
Which essentially means they are moving to a new software program and with this transition job titles are changing.
Giving management the perfect opportunity to do some house keeping.
More positions have opened, job descriptions are altered and Managers essentially get to have the pick of the litter.
At my current position I have the luxury of being what is called a regional float.
Basically I work in whatever clinic I am needed at with in our region but am guarenteed 40 hours a week.
My furthest commute is about 45 minutes which isn't too bad but on average its 30 minute drive to work.
In this re-design my current position is being changed and I could travel to any clinic to fill in within our whole company not just my region.
Meaning I could have a commute that is up to 2 hours if they needed me at our furthest clinic.
No dice for this mamma bear.
Which means I now have to decide where to apply and basically whose job I am going to take.
I have been so stressed out about the whole thing for weeks...
Guilt, and anxiety have become my two best friends.
I have managers and other employees encouraging me to apply at their clinics because they want me there, while it's comforting to know I have a job and that my hard work is recognized its also agonizing because I don't want to hurt anyones feelings.

Today this Monday the job postings go up.
Today I have to decide where I am going to apply.
Next week I get to do an interview in front of 11 managers and supervisors.
Clearly I am as happy as I could possibly be regarding all of this.
Catching that sarcasm.

So this is why this Monday is worse than your average Monday.

 Not to mention I just spent an entire weekend frolicking in the snow covered mountains with the boy! (please ignore the fact that I wore zero make up all weekemd in the below pictures)
The view from the deck at the cabin.
We went to his best friends families cabin up in the mountains where we played ping pong, sat by the fire, played cards, they snowboared while I napped, we ate and then the highlight of the entire trip?
I beat the boy in beer pong.
We had a full on tournament between all of us and it was paired up at random boy and girl.
I ended up being with Drew, the boy's best friends fiance.

Our snowy lake walk

And they ended up together.
The boy and Jay bear best friends since kindergarten
Me and Drew the beer pong tourney champs!
It was a epic battle royale.
Not even exaggertating when I say that it brought me nothing but pure joy to be able to beat the boy!
He is totally one of those guys that loves to trash talk and little did he know what he got himself into with me.
Here he is trash talking while we beat him
Every time I sunk a ball it was like a piece of me lit up.
Some of the losers
The next morning when he woke up and came into the living room I may or may not have gloated a bit more by saying 'Hey babe do you remember that time when I beat you at beer pong?"
To which he responded "Don't even speak to me."
We truly do like each other I promise.
Anyway the first weekend getaway with the boy went great.
A total of like 6 hours in a car and I didn't want to jump out at any points.
He sang matchbox 20 to me and all sorts of epic country jams.
We have always loved the movie Country Strong and I like to think that our "song" is "Give in to me".
So when it came on while we were driving up he pulled me a little closer and kissed me on the forehead.
Totes Adorbs.
PS he hates when I abbreviate things.
So obviously I abbreviate as much as possible.
Me and my boy! Please note the sexy chainsaw photo over his shoulder. Cuz we classy.

The point is you guys!?!?!?! I didn't freak out! Its been like almost a whole month of hanging out and I haven't freaked out.
Man that feels good.

Wish me luck chicken nuggets!

Friday, January 18, 2013

It's Friday and I wanna die

Not true I don't want to die.
But it is a catchy title.

Anyway it's Friday.
Which means I get to sleep in tomorrow.
But not really because I am playing mom tonight and taking care of my two nieces.
Which really means I'll be having a bottle of wine and waking up at 7 am tomorrow.
And you guys wonder why I don't want to be a mom.

I'm working today. And the candid conversation from my co-worker is truly blowing my mind.
She quite literally told me to never get married, to "tramp" around and also she threw in there that these are my glory days and I will never get them back.
She also told me about the 6 times she was married and how much she hates her husband.
Today has been a good day.
Living the dream little chicken nuggets.

Go out there and make me proud today kiddos and don't do anything I wouldn't do this weekend!

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

50?!?! Really 50?!!!

Wow. I never started this blog and actually believed ANYONE gave two shits what i had to say but i am so grateful for each of you that do stop by.

obviously some new faces have come on by so i thought we would do a refresher on who exactly is this beautiful mess ;) catch that play on words? you are welcome.

I' m just a girl who loves to write. Sometimes i write every day and sometimes i dont write for two weeks. # sorryimnotsorry. This blogging stuff can become a chore and sometimes i need to step back and live instead of be glued to the computer

my favorite movies ever are the notebook and serendipity. watch them fall in love and repeat mmkay?

I' m 26 divorced and terrified of committing yet i am a hopeless romantic. all i want is some man so sweep me off my feet but even i dont think thats possible if you run from every single person who tries to love you... oops...

I sure do love me some jack. As in Jack Daniels that is. But my first true love will forever be Sailor Jerry. Problem is we have a love hate relationship. I love them but they hate me.

I' m sarcastic. Almost always.

I love love love to cook. But I love to eat more.

I just am a girl who wants to live every day like its my last. Have fun, love deep, drink too much, stay up way too late, and make mistakes but never give up.

I hate shaving my legs. with a passion. much like folding laundry.

I' m overly dramatic and react when sometimes i should take a step back and think.

Nebraska football? Live and breathe. Nuff said.

I' d rather spend the evening in a hole in the wall dive bar making BFF with the 60+ locals than dancing at the club, but really who can blame me for that...

Mostly i just feel incredibly blessed to be able to live this life and i am so grateful that some of you are along for the ride!

Until next time chicken nuggets!

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

A 2012 recap Gripes and Gratitudes edition

Well it's safe to say 2012 treated me like I was an ugly step sister.
I'm not particularly devestated to see this year sail on by.
My gratitudes are mostly compiled of things that happened to people I love.
But Hey Jack, we can't win em all can we?
Without further introduction please allow me to do a little Gripes and Gratitudes (aka Raven Style) a 2012 recap.

2012, why oh why did you have to be the year filled with aches and pains? Seriously. I feel like I have been sick non stop all of 2012. From colds, to kidney infections to a little self punishment called the wine flu I have had enough illness to last me clear through 2015.

Speaking of wine flu, I may have been able to avoid a few of those pesky days in bed, and by bed I mean death bed if you hadn't been such a C-U next Tuesday 2012. You trampled my love life 2012. That ole' song love is a battlefield? Yeah true story. It started with a relationship that ended with heart break and left me one bitter cold soul. Here is to hoping I find the desire to stop hating men soon.

I still live in my dad's house. When 2011 forced me into ole' Papa Chucks house I was certain come the first quarter of 2012 I would be long gone. Well 2012 has had many other plans. Ones that include me still mooching off of Papa Chuck and living in what I have turned into my bedroom. Thanks 2012 because independence from your parents isn't that great after all.

The election. From the political rants on facebook to the twitter fights by the time election day came I didn't even care who won as long as it was over. Not to say I didn't cast my vote for a certain man with a plan who was robbed but that's another story all together. Yet again I was disappointed by what 2012 had to offer.

Depression. Dear 2012 you and your BFF depression can pack your bags. You are about as welcome as a broken hip if you ask me. Get to steppin homes. Ain't nobody got time for that.

And I am tired of complaining. Let's move on shall we chicken nuggets?

2012 brought to me a renewed relationship with one of my closest friends. For that I will forever be grateful. Being re-united with one of the people who knows you and understands you better than you yourself is the greatest gift. I don't know how I would have ever made it through 2012 with out my closest friends by my side. I owe so many wiped away tears, shoulders to cry on and nights of laughing until it hurts to you girls. Thank you for being by my side through it all Trashley, Delapp and Ms. Mawni!

Speaking of Trashley and Ms. Mawni! You ladies got engaged this year. I can say with an honest heart that nothing about 2012 has made me happier than hearing this news from each of you. I am truly blessed to be friends with each of you and to have had you hold my hand through the dark days and be next to my side during some of my favorite memories. I cannot wait to stand by on the day of your weddings and watch you marry the love of your lifes. My heart swells with joy every time I think about it!

Watershed, Biebs, Hunter and more. This year I spent a fair share of time concert hopping. Oh the joys.  I had such spectacular times at these concerts. I loved every single moment of singing and acting crazy. Watershed was nearly the death of me and probably gave me skin cancer but it was so worth it. Hunter will one day realize we were meant for each other it is inevitable. And Biebs, oh how the biebs can move. Thanks 2012 for being the year of rock for me.

My family, oh my sweet sweet family. I had the great pleasure of having my grandparents and aunt come visit from Nebraska this summer. I love, love, love family visits. Especially that old pair. They warm my heart. Not to mention I witnessed them drinking for the very first time in my life. Nothing like serving cocktails to grammy and gramps let me tell ya! I have a fondness for my family that grows stronger as I grow older, Lord knows they put up with my antics and that is saying something!

Adventures and roadtrips. While I didn't go on any "big" trips like I love to this year I did go on a ton of tiny baby trips. Me and my besties loaded up and cruised this state far and wide this year. I don't mind a long drive with good company and I spent my summer driving all over this state to whatever adventure came to me and I can say that it was some of the best times this year. Quality time with my favorite people and snacks yeah I'll have some.

This year in 2012 I managed to snag a job with a company. I work in the medical field and have always worked for private practice which has its perks but the benefits and the room for growth are lacking. I now work for one of the biggest medical companies on the west coast. Which means I have excellent benefits and so many great new opportunities I wouldn't have if I worked in private practice.  So thanks 2012 for at least giving me a better job.

Duck Dynasty. I am talking duck commander buddy. You can take that one to the bank. Duck Dynasty has changed my life and I love it. I never knew a gang of wild, rowdy rednecks could be so enjoyable to watch. And not only that but they do it the good ole' fashion way. No sex, no drugs, no booze, just the great outdoors and some camo. That's what I am talking about!

All in all I think I will call 2012 a wash. Here is to hoping 2013 does me some actual favors and brings joy and happiness to us all!

Peace out chicken nuggets see ya in 2013!
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