New Job/8 & Under Slumber Party

First I want post about the awesome giveaway that SITS is hosting for an Apple 4G Ipod Nano! I love these ladies, they help me stay entertained during my loooong (ok, not that long) workweek!  Click the link up there or the cute leopard button in the sidebar to visit their site!

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Now, on to the blog...

Today, after I (shamefully and wonderfully) slept until 11:30am, I realized that A.) I tend to squander the days that I don't work and B.) The cash flow is getting seriously sparse.  So I cruised over to my favorite website Craigslist and started searching the "Jobs" section.

After a lot of THIS (overqualified) and THIS (poop water?) oh, and a little bit

 of THIS (wrong skill set); I finally found something that was more geared toward what I can do!

Here's the Ad:

Title: Fitness Assistant (Beaches)

Body: Boxing gym is looking for healthy,outgoing,enthusiastic individual to assist and sometimes participate in member/customers workouts.Experience in boxing is not necasary,knowledge will be provided as needed by mgmt.This position is part time,schedule as follows:M-F-4:00pm til 9:00pm.Location of Gym allows for bus pick up and drop off (public transportation). Great second job with ability to workout yourself and be paid. If interested

 contact Chris @ 555-5555.

So, for those of you who don't know, I got my degree at FSU (GO NOLES) in exercise science.  So this is right up my alley.  I mean, not the boxing part and certainly not the grammar, but I can exercise with the best of them!  AAAAND I know how to make a mean personal training program...for anybody who needs one! (With a small fee attached).  

So long story short, I went to see the guy at 4pm today, he seemed surprised that a girl would call about the job and also I think, that I look the way I do.  He kept saying, "You know we don't have an air conditioner" and "You're going to sweat a lot here."  I was just thinking, well buddy, you haven't seen anybody sweat until you've seen me sweat.  I've got Chris Farley beat in that arena! Inappropriate overshare there, sorry.   I ended up getting the job on a trial basis...I still think he doesn't believe I will actually sweat, but my glandular activity aside,  I start Monday and I am super excited!

Part 2:

If I have to hear "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter one more time I'm gonna shoot somebody.  For the remainder of the evening tonight I am the lucky guardian of one three year old, two five year olds, a seven year old and an eight year old.  Oh ok, he just told me he's eight and a HALF.

 These kids love to play a game called, "Sing Star Pop".  For you old timers, it's a new-fangled version of Karaoke that rates you as you sing.  I'm having flashbacks to high school choir competetions...aahh!  Only one of these boys can actually read, mind you...so they are singing the three or four songs they know the best over and over and over.  I have to laugh a little bit because their extensive repertiore includes: Bad Day (of course), Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (a favorite of mine and all gay men from here to Istanbul), and I Just Wanna Dance with Somebody by Whitney Houston. 

My ears are being assailed, but I can't help but smile at the cuteness and innocence of little boys who would rather sing slow rock ballads and gay pop songs than anything else.  Love it.

"When in doubt, sing loud."

-Robert Merrill

Mamma Mia! Here I go again!

Seriously...BEST. MOVIE. EVER.

It was totally cheeseball and double-oh-seven had a sweet singing performance and I loved every single minute of it.  It might have had to do with the fact that my sister and I tiptoed our way past the most hilariously giggly middle aged ladies to our perfectly positioned seats directly in the middle of the row, directly in the middle of the theater.  Or it might have been that of course, she cried through the whole thing.  OR it could have been that when the movie was over and there was music at the end; a jolly, slightly overweight lady stood up and started dancing, DANCING in the middle of a theater full of people and then when the credits rolled, everyone applauded.  But it was probably just that it was a ridiculous collection of ABBA songs. I want to be able to do that every day for the rest of my life.  And move to Greece.  The end.

My To Do List

To some people this might be a bucket list...but I prefer the 'to do list' or the 'anti-bucket list' (very original, I know) because the titles don't include counting down till the day I die.  Such is my brain's feeble attempt to keep things upbeat.  These are in no particular order, and some of them I just thought of right now so it might be a little rambling.

1. To make my life important

2. To stop pretending like I'm too athletic-y to do yoga and just try it

3. Explore the power I have to change the world (dream big!)

4. To write a book

5. To send a card to PostSecret

6. Make my own place and learn to meditate

7. Try Accupunture

8. Volunteer to rock babies at the Children's Home Society

9. Fly in a private jet

10. Call my mom/granny more often

 

11. Purchase and Reread Tuesdays With Morrie

12. To make my house look like a Pottery Barn Catalog

13. To cure cancer

 (yes, that's Chuck Norris)

14. Get a camera

15. Pay off credit card debt and make a monthly budget

16.  Read real literature and poetry, not just whatever I see in the bookstore

17. Learn how to use punctuation correctly (not so many parentheses and exclamation points!)

18. Learn to speak Spanish fluently/travel to Spanish speaking country

19. Choose someone to be an icon

20. Keep adding to the list!

So there you have it, my inner workings.  Hopefully the list grows and shrinks substantially as I think of more things and accomplish them!  Some of these things are ongoing so they'll never get crossed off, but I think they're good standards to have. 

I think everyone should have a list, it gives you something to do when you're bored...you can either be writing it or attempting to do everything on it!  It gives you something to strive for and makes you think of things that are beyond right now.  So what would your list be?

To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.

-Anatole France

I Love My J.O.B.

I think it's strange to have typed that title on this blog because, well very simply, I've never felt that way before.  I love reading, I love the beach, taking naps...you can pretty much get a rundown over there in my sidebar, but I digress.  I love my job so much I think I am IN love with it.  I might marry it, and it's definitely the kind of job you have to be married to.

So now you're wondering...well what does she do that is so amazing and yet so time consuming?  Well, folks...I'm curing cancer.  There you have it.  Me, Myself and I are finding a cure for Leukemia, Lymphoma and Myeloma.  Ok, it's not nearly so glamourous as that just sounded, but I do work for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society's Team in Trainingam.  We train people to run marathons, triathlons and 100 mile bike rides and in exchange they raise money for the LLS.  It started out as a flyer in the mail, and it then became marathon training and fundraising, finishing an ENTIRE marathon, being a volunteer for the team the next season, a coach (sort of) and finally materialized into a job after I graduated from college!

The funny thing about this job that I've noticed is that it's full of single females in their 20's and 30's.  Almost everyone in my office is either single and never married, or divorced.  As far as I can tell, it's that way in a lot of the chapters.  I think it's because of the long hours.  (40 hour workweek plus evening info meetings to recruit participants and 4-5 day weekends traveling to events.)  Not that I'm complaining, because I can't wait to work my first event. They're AWESOME with tons of people in purple yelling Go Team! and the sidelines are filled with friends, families and survivors.  I LOVE LOVE LOVE it.  So I guess you could say I am in that very small percentage of Americans who are happy doing what they do, and I'm proud of that.

They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world.  Someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.  

-Tom Bodett

Good Luck Chuck

My sister has been on me about blogging.  She's recently discovered the world of blogging and can not for the life of her understand why the heck I don't blog!?!  I always give her some lame excuse...I never have anything to say, I don't have time...yadda yadda blah blah blah.  The real reason is that every time I get to that "New Post" button I freeze.  I have blogger's block.  (Is that a real thing?)  It's akin to stage fright, but I would rather be onstage dancing the cha cha in my underwear than have someone judge my personal inner thoughts!  Those are mine, keep your hands off!  I have, however, valiantly overcome my fear of blogging to talk about one thing that seems to be a recurring instance in my life....so here goes.

Most people who had a few extra bucks and about 3 hours to kill saw the movie 'Good Luck Chuck'.  Whether you actually went to the theater or rented, it was a nice way to kill a couple of hours.  There was really no thinking involved because the plot was pretty much laid right out for you so it was not an amazing piece of cinematic history, but it beats cleaning the bathtub again, right?  Well, little did I know that that little film would have a bigger effect on my life (or how I perceive my life) than I had originally thought!

The ridiculously graphic sex scenes with Dane Cook and apparently every girl in America notwithstanding, the movie was funny.  Ok, I won't lie...some of the sex scenes were hilarious but I am rumored to have horrible taste in movies so take that as you will.  The basic plot goes as follows...(WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!) 

In elementary school, Chuck is playing spin the bottle with friends and ends up in the closet with a goth looking girl named Anisha.  After he refuses to make out etc. etc. with her, she puts a hex on him.  Flash forward to Chuck being unable to tell a woman that he loves her, she breaks up with him and it seems like he's an idiot for losing this beautiful girl.  Chuck who is a dentist meets Cam (cute and clumsy Jessica Alba) at a wedding later on.  He gives her his card and when she breaks a tooth she calls him.  Instead of letting her pay he offers to take her on a date but she declines and he pursues her with his wacky shenanigans which somehow end up with Alba in her penguin panties. Wish my butt was that [insert your own adjective...cute, small, tan]!  Anyway, During this time Chuck's friend begins to realize that everyone he sleeps with ends up meeting their soul mate right afterward.  Cut to crazy/weird/hilariously raunchy sex scenes.  In the end, of course the hex is lifted, Alba and Cook's characters fall in love and he gives her a ring box with a rock in it. (You'll have to actually watch it to figure that one out! :)

Back to real life.  In the beginning I thought I was Cam...sort of girl next door-ish, supremely clumsy and scared of commitment.  Since the movie came out, however, I've been noticing something strange and unnerving.  Every single boyfriend I've had in college has immediately met someone else and fallen head over heels in love right after we broke up.  Case in point:  

Victim/Candidate #1: Cole- 4.5 years together, broke up April 2006.  Had a new girlfriend within a few weeks (or was it days?) and is still happily dating her today!

Victim/Candidate#2: Chris-9ish months together, broke up for good November 2007, had already met the new girlfriend the summer before and started dating her sometime in the beginning of 2008.  According to him he's head over heels in love and they're soulmates.

Victim/Candidate#3: Jerry-Not really sure if this even counts, but I'm adding it anyway.  Met Jerry while running a marathon and dated for about a month and a half.  We broke up and he got back together with his ex who he is convinced he's supposed to marry.

Victim/Candidate#4: Jose-Dated off and on for 6 months, just broke up in June and he already? has a girlfriend.  Needless to say she's a great match for him, and beautiful, and even I would say that they seem to be perfect for one another.  We'll just have to watch that one to see how it turns out.

So there it is.  Am I crazy?  Probably.  I do see a pattern here though!   Lets hope I didn't get hexed whilst in grade school and this is all just an inconvenient coincidence.  I'm definitely going to keep an eye on this situation and hope for the best for all parties involved!  If you're going to be the good luck charm you might as well throw some good karma out with it! 

All you need is love.

-John Lennon