Job Shmob February 24, 2009

I think the interview went well today! I feel really good about the interview. If I get a 2nd interview I should know by the end of the week.

Tomorrow morning I am off to Eugene to see my mom. I have no idea how long I’ll be there, but thanks to the power of my new Crackberry, I can blog from anywhere I deem appropriate, and I mean really, where isn’t it appropriate to blog? Except a public bathroom. I am a strong believer that absolutely NO cell phone activity is appropriate in a public restroom.

None.

Stayin Alive February 24, 2009

That’s the game plan right now. Keep everyone alive and sane.

Yesterday was frustrating, as I had a hard time getting information on my mom. Turns out she was doing about the same, but spent most of the day sleeping. Now we are trying to find a facility for mom to be transferred into after she is released from the hospital. I’ve spent many hours on the phone with nurses, administrators and family members.

Today I’m trying to clear my mind and act like it is any other normal day. I have a job interview this afternoon for a job I REALLY want. Please keep your fingers crossed for me! Its in my field and the office is located downtown. I would love to work downtown again. I would be able to take mass transit which would be great!

I better get going, I need to go for a run and then start getting ready!

I Have No Title For This February 23, 2009

First off…I hate technology sometimes. Our compuuter has many viruses so I tried to fix it and now I can’t log on to any secured website. If anyone has any ideas that would be stellar! Friday morning my phone died and TMobile was going to charge me $250 to replace my crappy old Sidekick. Sushi boy and I decided to look into combining our plans and it was sooo much more cost effective! So he upgraded to the iPhone and I took over his Blackberry Curve. Then in a few months I will upgrade to the iPhone as well. Ohhh its so fun, but I’m enjoying my Crackberry for now!

The last 48 hours have been very trying. For lack of patience and strength to explain the whole situation at this time, you get the generic explanation. My mother was admitted to the hospital in my home town but then transferred to another facility about 2 hours away from me on Saturday. Sushi Boy and I spent Saturday trying to figure out where we were going and then ended up in a hotel in the town she was being transferred to. I finally got to see her yesterday morning for a few minutes, and then for about an hour yesterday afternoon. They have very strict visiting hours because she is on a locked unit, I’m sure you can all figure out what that implies. So I am back home for today because I have a job interview tomorrow. Right now she just needs to sleep anyway. My strong amazing sister and I are trying to get her into a rehb facility so have been dealing with mass insanity. Literally and figuratively lol. I’m trying to keep my sanity, which has been trying.

Sushi Boy has been a God send. I don’t know I would have made it through the past 48 hours without his ability to handle crisis and take care of me. I don’t often let people take care of me, as I’ve been taking care of myself for the most part since I was 13. But he has held me up for the past 2 days. I am able to take care of what I need to, and help my mom because he is letting me fall apart when we are alone.

I’ll explain more as I can. I’m trying to hold it together until after my interview.

Things I Have Time To Do Now That I’m Unemployed February 10, 2009

Things I have time to do while unemployed:

1) Search for a new job

2) Wash, dry, fold and put away laundry

3) Create weekly menu’s of healthy breakfast, lunch and dinner options

4) Actually make those meals

5) Do the dishes daily, and keep up on the house work

6) Keep in better touch with friends and family

7) Create a budget

Organize Casa de Sushi to integrate me and Christian’s stuff

9) Get in at least an hour of exercise a day

10) Finally ready The Classics                   

And what I have actually been doing:

1) Search for a new job

Okay, I have been searching for a new job. Every weekday I faithfully log onto Craigslist and send out my resume for all of the new and relevant postings. I also check out at least one other job hunting venue per day.

2) Wash, dry, fold and put away laundry

I have been washing and most of the time remembering to dry clothes. Sometimes the clothes in the washer sit there for a few days, and then I have to re-wash them once or twice more because they have been sitting wet for so long, and have that nasty ick smell. Once they finally make it out f the dryer, the get added to the already huge pile of clean clothes on the giant table in the washroom. It’s going to be a super fun project for me one day. I think I’m going to wait until a Real Housewives of Orange County marathon comes on.

3) Create weekly menu’s of healthy breakfast, lunch and dinner options

A few weeks ago I found a weekly calendar to do this on in MS Works and printed it out. Actually, that’s a lie. Sushi Boy printed it out.

4) Actually make those meals

I make suggestions as to what we should have for breakfast, lunch and dinner. It’s usually not healthy, and it’s usually not made by me. Sushi Boy, or the fine folks that operate the restaurants around here are the ones usually making the food.

5) Do the dishes daily, and keep up on the house work

I walk by the dishes daily, and snarl at them. I also curse them and the fact that I told Sushi Boy that he couldn’t use paper plates for every meal once I moved it. That sounds better and better all the time. If only I could get over the whole environmental factor. Oh….and it super sucks because Sushi Boy does not have a dish washer. Freaking old house! (It is a gorgeous old house though)

6) Keep in better touch with friends and family

I have been doing a much better job at stalking friends and family on MySpace and Facebook.

7) Create a budget

Ha! I have memorized my Unemployment Credit Card 16 digit number though, to make it more efficient every time I call to check my balance.

Organize Casa de Sushi to integrate me and Christian’s stuff

I try to move a few boxes around at least once a day so Sushi Boy thinks I’m making some progress. I bitch about him and the boys not picking up after themselves, yet I have boxes upon TV sets upon more boxes taking over half of the front room.

9) Get in at least an hour of exercise a day

I watched Hatha Yoga today on the Fitness Channel while The Real Housewives of Orange County was at commercial. I’m pretty sure that counts for something.

10) Finally ready The Classics

I have been reading History in the Making. Who needs the classics when Perez Hilton gives you hourly updates on the Rihanna/Chris Brown fiasco?!? And I have discovered a website which must be the Dirty Sister of YouTube, YouPorn. It’s not that I am so much watching the porn, as I am typing in all of the random off the wall stuff I can think of. And you know what, people have done it! You want to see a gay midget orgy? YouPorn. A woman having intimate relations with a banana? YouPorn! I’m feeling not so creative anymore, let me tell you!

Guess What I Get To Do Today? February 9, 2009

In a completely unexpected twist, Baby Mama (Sushi Boy’s ex who is carrying his child) has invited both of us to her ultrasound this evening! She is due in a few weeks, and they expect the sweet baby girl to be 10+ pounds! So we get to check in on her and her size and see how she is doing!

I’m so thrilled! You should see all of the adorable pink girly baby clothes we have. After both having boys, Sushi Boy and I are completely smitten with anything tiny and pink right now!

I’ll report back tomorrow! I’m trying not to be too excited about this, and have Baby Mama think I’m all crazy and am going to try to take her baby from her. lol I’m just so stoked to have a little baby in our lives. I’m all melty and gooey inside!

Everyone Is Gay After Midnight February 8, 2009

I really should be sending out resumes for the 5 gazillionth time in a month, but I don’t have the passion to do that right now. I’m in the kind of mood that would not create cover letters that scream, “I AM THE SHIT! YOU NEED TO HIRE ME!” I should also be trying to find a home for the rest of my crap that is in the living room here at Casa De Sushi. But that wouldn’t work out well either. I’d probably just throw it all upstairs and forget about it. The same for the stacks and towers of laundry that need to folded and put away. That just isn’t going to happen this afternoon.

I know I must sound like I’m teetering on the edge of depression and insanity, but I’m not. I am insanely happy, and I have had a wonderful weekend. I guess I’m just lacking motivation right now. After a wonderful morning out and about with Sushi Boy, the C-Men and my ex (yes, MY EX, as Jerry Springer as that sounds, it is not) I came home, put on my pj pants and climbed back into bed to watch some mindless television.

After about an hour Sushi Boy decided to geek out and play XBox Live, which got me out of the bedroom quicker than you can say “First Person Shooter” which is a term I’d never heard until just recently. So, here I am. Just wasting away my day on the computer.

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It’s been a great weekend. Friday started off well with Sushi Boy being called back in for a 2nd interview for a really great job. Turns out the interview was a JOB OFFER (!!!!!!!) with a super awesome company doing inside sales. The job has awesome benefits to boot. Assuming he passes the background check, which there is no reason why he shouldn’t, he starts next Monday! I’m so excited for him. This is a great opportunity.

After his “interview” we picked up C from school, and then took him to his dads house, where we hung out and played Rock Band. Sushi Boy and Matt get along really well, which is so awesome. I really can’t explain how cool I think it is that not only is Sushi Boy not freaked out that Matt and I have such a good relationship, but he is forming his own relationship, er…friendship is probably a better term, with Matt. Although nowhere close to being traditional, I think this is such a healthy thing for not only Christian, but all of us. Matt and his fiance Jessica also came to my birthday party a few weeks ago, and we all had a kick ass time together. I think it is so good for Christian to see that even though his mom and dad are not together, they still like and respect one another. Today Matt and Christian came with us to go gokart racing and out to lunch. Super fun times!

I had brought some wine to Matt’s house Friday night, and decided that it was “Celebration Bitches”, and drank a few too many glasses of Reisling as I belted out such sweet tunes as, “Pretty Fly for a White Guy.” After a few hours of pretending I could sing, I decided that it was a great idea for Sushi Boy and I to go to the strip club. Now you have to understand  a few things here. 1) The city of Portland has more strip clubs per capita than any other city in the US. 2) Because of the plethora of strip clubs here, it’s no big deal for us Portlanders to go to a strip club. It’s like going to a McDonalds. Only instead of wearing hairnets, the employees wear 6 inch silver heels, a smile and not much else.

By this point I was pretty tipsy, and pretty adamant that going to the strip club was what we HAD TO DO. I wouldn’t let Sushi Boy tell me no. There is a classy one (yes, I said classy when referring to a strip club. It totally is. Come visit and I’ll take you there!) just a few blocks from Matt’s house. Sushi Boy realized I wasn’t going to let this go. On the walk over, as he is trying to help 6 foot me walk straight, he tells me, “Do not talk to anyone until we get to the table. If you say anything, they are not going to let you in, because you are obviously intoxicated.” Or something along those lines. I don’t remember the conversation verbatim. We miraculously get in, and have a seat. Sushi Boy orders dinner, which I totally should have done, but decided about 500 Cran and Malibu’s would be better for me than food. I am Miss Logic when I drink, let me tell you. After bouncing back and forth between the rack and our table, a cute little dancer comes over and sits down with us, which is totally common place. We’re chatting and she’s a doll, and a little while into our conversation, we ( I say we because I don’t remember if it was my idea or Sushi Boy’s idea) decide to get a private dance. That’s the reason she has sat down with us, because she’s a sales person and she’s trying to sell us the priciest item on the menu. She was a great sales woman!

So we go into the back room and have a seat in chairs against the wall. Our new stripper friend starts dancing and taking off her clothes. While she is provocatively hovering over me, I apparently stick out my tongue and lick her neck! What the hell? I get a warning  for this, because you aren’t supposed to touch the strippers with your hands, let alone your tongue. Then, I try it again! Only it wasn’t her neck I was trying to lick this time, it was her boob! What the hell?!? When did I start liking girls? Um, apparently 2 bottles of wine into the night. Geeze Louise!

Not long after that our dance was over, and so was my trip to the strip club. Sushi Boy took me back to the car, and back home. Sushi Boy so kindly filled in the blurry parts of the evening for me yesterday morning. I was/am so embarrassed. Our stripper friend was so sweet, she didn’t deserve to have some wine drunk hetro trying to lick her all night. Hopefully her night improved after that!

Boy was I paying for it yesterday morning. I had the hangover from hell. My head pounded, my stomach turned. I had plans to have lunch with my BFF Quinn, and was tempted to cancel, but I hadn’t seen her in a long time so I decided to man up. Sushi Boy needed new tires on his Soccer Mom van, so we dropped the van off before catching a cab downtown. Just a heads up for all of you out there… if you have a killer hangover from drinking like a fish, after not drinking for a long time, don’t go to a tire shop. The smell of tires on a hangover is not a pleasant one. It made my stomach flip and turn and do somersaults. I had to go outside and wait for our cab, as to not puke all over the lobby of the tire store. The cab ride downtown was not a fun one either. Thankfully, about halfway through lunch I started feeling better. Good enough to spill the details of my embarrassing adventures at the strip club to Quinn. She shrugged her shoulders and said, “Hey, everyone is gay after midnight!” Apparently that’s true for me!

So, that was my excitement. Anyone else lick a stripper this weekend? lol

Spoiled Rotten February 6, 2009

Here in the Land of Sushi, money has been tight. With both Sushi Boy and I searching for work right now, we haven’t been living the high life exactly. Sushi Boy got his tax refund this week, and decided to spend a little of it spoiling little ol’ me.

After I got home yesterday from dropping Christian off at school, Sushi Boy told me to get ready because he was taking me out to breakfast and then he had booked us a couples massage! I hadn’t had a massage since right after Christian was born 8 1/2 years ago. I was so excited. We had a great breakfast, and actually ran into my favorite uncle while at the restaurant which was awesome. Then we made our way to the massage parlor.

The massage was pure heaven. It was so relaxing and peaceful. I did discover though that I don’t necessarily enjoy having my legs massaged. It was actually a bit uncomfortable when the massage therapist was massaging my lower legs. The feet though…that’s money.

After our wonderful massage, we had a few hours to kill until it was time to pick up C from school so Sushi Boy suggested we go to the mall. Sushi Boy wanted to check out Excalibur, a shop that specializes in knives and um…other knightly things? Fencing equipment? I don’t know. I just know they have knives. Excalibur happened to be across from the entrance to Nordstrom. I told Sushi Boy he could find me in the handbag section.

After lovingly stroking each soft, buttery leather bag I made my way over to the gorgeous clutches. I have loved Hobo clutches ever since my BFF Quinn and I took a trip to Ashland for a friends wedding. I found a gorgeous black leather Hobo clutch in a boutique there and unfortunately could no afford it at the time. They had a gorgeous assortment on display yesterday. Sushi Boy walked up behind me as I had a beautiful red and pink Hobo in my hands. I was running my hand back and forth over the patent leather, telling it how beautiful it was. Sushi Boy asked me how much it was. I told him, “Too much.” He insisted, and I told him. Sushi Boy smiled, and said, “Do you want it?” I told him he didn’t have to do that. He admitted that it would make him feel better about the knife he had just bought. So I agreed to let him buy it for me. I mean hey, I certainly wouldn’t want him to feel guilty!

So here she is, my new baby. She is lovely and gorgeous and so silky smooth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After we picked her out, I took Sushi Boy over to show him the softness and luxury of Marc Jacobs bags. He agreed that the leather felt like heaven, and asked me how much that bag was. When I told him it was $1,300 he looked at me and said, “So are you telling me we have like $20,000 worth of handbags in my roof rack right now?” lol I just laughed and told him, “Oh no. Most of the bags I have are inexpensive bags just for fun.”

It was so sweet of Sushi Boy to spoil me.We did a little more shopping afterwards and got a few other things as well. One being a new sports bra for me, which led to a hilarious discussion this morning about the likeness between Cheezwiz and Sports bras. I’ll share that funny with you soon.

Comic Relief February 5, 2009

I have had an amazing day, and got spoiled rotten. I will tell you alllll about it tomorrow. I am exhausted from having such a wonderful day, so will leave you with this hillarious (not for children) video a friend of mine posted on MySpace.

It’s So Hard To Let Go… February 3, 2009

So…I have too many clothes. Well, let me clarify. I don’t think I have too many clothes, I don’t think anyone can ever have too many clothes. But I have too many clothes for Sushi Boy’s house. It was built in the early 1900’s, and apparently the term “clothes horse” hadn’t been, or needed to be, invented yet. Our bedroom closet is tiny. Like the size of a coat closet. It does have a second rod halfway up, but it still has a very small capacity.

I have taken over the closet in the office/nursery. And the bottom rod in Sushi Boy’s closet. And the closet in the play room upstairs.

My sister suggested that I go through and get rid of some of my clothes. Like the ones I’ve had since 8th grade. That’s a bit of an exaggeration though, I think my clothes only date back to high school. I can’t do it though!

When I was a Freshman, many of the styles I was wearing were styles my mom wore in the 70’s, and I hated that she hadn’t saved any of her clothes. I’ve often donated clothing, and then two seasons later seen the same styles on the runways and in magazines.

I’ve decided to start slow. Just get rid of things that I are really worn and even if they do come back in style, I would need to replace. So far I’ve collected 3 items to take to Goodwill. Hey! It’s a start!

What is hard for you to part with?

Living In Sin February 1, 2009

Today is the day that Sushi Boy and I are making it official! Christian and I are moving in.

We’ve pretty much been living here since November, but without all of our stuff. I have been paying rent that I can’t afford for a house we aren’t staying it. It makes no sense financially whatsoever. Were not only making this decision because of finances, but because we love one another. I have no doubts about our relationship. This is my family now. Sushi Boy and his son have made my family with C complete.

I could go on, and on and on about how much I love Sushi Boy but I have to go make love to my shoes, clothes and handbags now. I seriously missed them!