A Haze, A Daze

I've had a number of ideas for quality blog posts in the past week or so. Unfortunately the cold I am fighting has muddled my brain enough, that my thoughts can't seem to come together coherently.

If I can tell it's not making sense, in this state, then it really isn't fit for publication.

Instead I leave you with a list of potential jobs I've been brainstorming in my quest to figure what the heck I am going to do with my life.


Possible Jobs:
-lemonade stand (although summer has faded into fall, so maybe I'll go with hot chocolate)
-dog walker (I recently saw a posting for a dog au pair needed in Amsterdam, count me in)
-house painting (only because I've recently improved my skills through tackling the exterior of my parent's house)
-any job that would have my travel the world (really, I'm just looking for a good excuse to travel)
-house sitter (similar to the dog business, but less hassle as houses need - generally - less attention
-stock broker (if the professionals lose that much money in a couple weeks, how hard can it be)
-lawn mowing (I've done it for six years, might as well throw in the towel and make it my profession)

As you can see, I am taking the job hunt very seriously. Employment is just around the corner. I'm sure.


Battle o' the Day

My body and at are battling, and while it feels like we are fighting each other, it is actually a group effort against an invisible foe.

Yesterday after sneezing multiple times and having to wipe a runny nose on my sleeve for lack of better alternative, I realized the a cold appeared to be imminent.

So made the logical choice and purchased cold medicine.

Then I preceded to attend a late night bonfire and wake up at 6:00 a.m. to drive/doze my way home.

The medicine was no match for the lack of sleep.

Now I am on the edge of full blown sickness, perhaps if I can hold on and get a really good night's sleep I can stay ahead, but in all reality I'll probably just get sick.

At least there isn't much for sickness to interrupt in my life right now and I have time to get lots of rest.

Ah, the silver lining of unemployment.


Sporting Fanatics

I was at my alma mater for a football game today. While the game was incredibly depressing, it also provided entertainment outside of the field of play.

College sports are an interesting phenomena. All these people converge on one location for a couple hours, and feel bonded because of it.

Especially where a went to school. A town that's population is only about 7,000 without the students. There's three main roads through town, and only one main highway leading in.

Basically it's in the middle of nowhere. On game weekends, the population doubles.

All these people return to town to watch the game. Even when we aren't good.

Everyone shows up wearing their crimson, to not quite fill the smallest stadium in the Pac-10 and feel a sense of togetherness.

It's a occurence in stadiums across the country. This sense of community stemming from some shared and not shared experiences.

Because when schools have anywhere from 20-40 thousand students, not everyone has the same experience.


Catching Up

I have opened up Blogger three or four times in an effort to write a new blog. It just hasn't happened.

I sit at my computer, playing a game, while trying to think of something to share.

Instead I draw a big blank. Writer's block, let's call it.

Today I had the chance to catch up with an old friend, one of the only people from high school I have really kept in touch with.

I have friends from when I was in high school, just not people I went to high school with. The only things I know about my classmates, I gleaned from Facebook.

My friend is leaving next week for an adventure. Like me she graduated this spring from college, but unlike me - at least for the next six months - she knows what she's doing with herself.

And I have to admit I am a little jealous.

So I think I might look into a short term adventure. How many times have I said that I want to travel, see some of the world, and that I am not sure what I want to do with my life.

I think one of these adventures, or DTS as it's better known, would be a great to do all of that.

So I am going to do some research, see what the possibilities are.

The truth is I am absolutely petrified of choosing some sort of vocation right now that could potentially stick with me the rest of my life.

So this could serve as a fun, yet intense, alternative. Why not, right?


Storing It Up

I have come by a rather annoying habit that I came by biologically. I am somewhat of a pack rat.

Don't let your imagination get the best of you...there aren't stacks of old newspapers piled along the edges of my room, but I do have credit card bills, and old CD cases, and rather ugly pottery that I made in years gone by.

Mostly I like to blame my father for this tendency. Just yesterday he pulled out a pair of brand new tennis shoes and it's hard to know how long they had been buried at the bottom of his closet.

That said, my father also does most of the grocery shopping in our house. He loves finding deals and stocking up on anything and everything. We have an unknown number of cans of kidney beans and closets that contain layers upon layers of who knows what.

So last night, as we sat down to dinner, we decided to challenge ourselves to only eat what's in our cupboards from now until Christmas.

There a few exceptions for what we can shop for - produce, dairy products, bread, essentials (which in this house means baking products). Otherwise, we are supposed to subsist entirely on food that already lives in our house.

Who knows what will really happen, or if we can do it. But it'll be interesting to watch us try.

And let me tell you, you are definitely going to be missing out on some gourmet food.


The Cougs

They actually pulled off a victory, and loss their first and second string quarterback in the process.

But they won, by a decent margin, over a team that they should never lose to.

If nothing else good comes out of this season they can cling to that.

Now if they throw a Pac-10 win (or two or five) in there, while things still won't be great, at least there will be hope for the future.

Futbol Americano

Just as fall as finally kicked off, so has the football season, both professional and college.

Okay, so football started a few weeks ago, but you get my point.

The start of football season is one of my favorite times of year. Along with the start of basketball, March Madness (the absolute best month of the year), NBA Playoffs, any Olympic Games, well, you get the idea.

I am a sports fanatic.

Saturday dawned with the potential of a lot of lawn mowing, my current position of employment. That was until I realized it was wet and rainy and gross outside.

Trying to mow lawns in the rain is about as effective and trying to cut them using scissors.

Instead I have resigned myself to a day of watching football. It was a sacrafice, but somehow I am making it work and easing my pain with large quantities of food.

Unfortunately my team isn't very good this year. The Cougars are in the first season under a new head coach, a rough assignment for anyone except UCLA. The games have been pretty but somehow hope remains that the future will bring something better.

That is, if the new coaching staff can recruit a QB that can handle the no-huddle offense. For now we are all just grit our teeth and bear it. Or change the channel when it gets to painful to handle.



I got a new computer recently. I may have mentioned that already, but I don't really remember clearly. It was partially purchased out of necessity and partially out of the thrill of a new toy.

I also took advantage of the buy a laptop, get an iPod special. That's right, I'm a Mac person.

Here's the annoying thing though. A newer version of the iPod just came out. It's fancier, updated and - better yet - cheaper.

So I sit here tempted to spend money for more storage space, when I have a perfectly decent free iPod ready for use. I even have a larger video iPod, which holds all my music. So a new iPod with slightly increased storage capacity is unnecessary.

Whoever had that quote about the grass being greener, knew what they were talking about.

I'm just trying to remind myself that since I'm unemployed, spending money unnecessarily isn't the smartest choice for me to make.

Instead, I'm giving the iPod to my father.

It's so easy to get sucked in the consumer society that we live in. And it's just no necessary. Especially when you don't have the money, space, etc. to deal with extra stuff.

Now it's off to explore the job market. Joy.


Changing of Seasons

My mother and I made apple crisp today. To me that means that fall has arrived, even if it is a few days from being official.

Plus, the temperature dropped what seemed like 20 degrees even if it was only a few.

My dad and I were out mowing the lawns in our shorts and t-shirts as the rest of the population wandered the streets in their parkas and scarves.

As much as people love the summer - I really love summer - it seems to me that they really love the fall.

They relish donning their gloves, hats and scarves, holding their steaming mugs of coffee and watching the leaves fall to the ground.

But maybe I'm just reading into the actions of the entire population of Bham.

Anyways, just wanted to let you know that fall is here - unofficially.

I've celebrated by adding my down comforter to the layers of warmth on my bed. I should also close my window, but I am too warm and lazy to deal with that right now.


A Good Reason To Keep Doors Closed

I know, I know, I wrote a blog like half an hour ago, but something happened that I just couldn't wait to share.

A bird visited. Well, more like a bird got stuck in our house.

I was sitting at my computer when I heard my mom yell and the dogs scramble about. I come out into the kitchen to find a blue jay in our house.

Unfortunately for the blue jay we have a lot of large, rather clean windows. So as I held the dogs back, Jackson has caught and killed birds before, my mom shooed the bird using a variety of instruments.

It was scared out of it's mind and kept running into windows instead of flying out doors.

Finally though it was freed, the dogs were disappointed, and my mom's heart rate slowed.


I don't know if you remember or not, but earlier this summer I complained about not having a title at work. I was no longer an intern, I just was.

I thought that was rough, but today I realized my current situation is worse.

I went to the gym using a one-week guest pass my best friend's mom got me.

When I got there I had to fill out a liability form. I was cruising right along: name, check, address, check, occupation, um... I don't really have one. I could have put a brief description - college graduate who is mowing lawns and living with her parents while looking for some sort of permanent position - but it wouldn't fit in the box.

But instead I put student. Although I'm not really a student at all. I graduated in May, four and a half months ago, but since I was a quasi-intern all summer it seems as if I am just starting real life now.

Don't get me wrong. I am enjoying the freedom of my vacation so far. But it gets annoying to have to try to explain what I am not doing to everyone all the time.

Oh well, at least the woman at the gym said she would still give me student rates. Maybe if everyone will continue to treat me like a student I can pretend that I still am.



I am cursed, or blessed depending on how you look at it, with the tendency to get sucked into computer games.

Past obsessions include minesweeper (still a favorite), text twist, bookworm, solitaire, bubble trouble, sudoku, big kahuna reef...and the list goes on.

There is something so satisfying about spending countless hours chasing the ultimate goal (whatever it might be for the current game). And when I stop playing it's as if I am just waking up as time seems to pass without me even realizing.

It's like waking up except for the burning eyes from staring at the computer screen too long.

Currently I am into Mahjong Epic. I downloaded a free trial version onto my laptop and have kept the game open for the past day and a half to extend the trial because it's based on the number of times I open it up.

I am on level 23 out of I don't even know. I had to go back and check where I was because I had been playing with such intensity I had no clue how far I'd gone.

That's some commitment and perseverance if you ask me. Maybe I'll find a way to work into a resume or cover letter. That's a skill that could get me hired.


Working hard, yet hardly working

Since returning to my parents' house I have found myself with time on my hands. Luckily for me, my parents have a list about a mile long of things to be done at/on/for their house.

One of those tasks is painting the house.

My parents have discussed house color possibilities since we moved in. Five years ago. Finally this September, after I returned, my mom and I went to Lowe's to pick up paint.

Unfortunately for them, my dad is back at work and my mom is physically unable to take care of the task. Luckily for them, their daughter is unemployed, living at home, and has a lot of time on her hands.

Don't get me wrong here. I have not done all of the work on the house. My dad has scraped and painted. My best friend and her mom have pitched in with priming and painting. I've just been there for the whole ride. I have white primer and Warm Buff (the paint color of choice) splatter all over my arms and legs, and I can now wield a paint brush or roller with an expert's hand.

The project is maybe 50% complete. Three sides of the house have been scraped, primed and painted. There is still the front left, as well as a second coat for it all. Pretty exciting stuff.

And when I don't find myself painting the house, I find myself walking behind a lawn mower.

While I keep joking about how much free time I have, I have actually managed to stay quite busy, which I don't mind in the least. I'm not one for sitting around doing nothing all the time.

So it's a good thing I'm not.



After a whirlwind of a weekend, I'm back home again.

The trip was quick and very full of people and fun.

Their were people in kilts, people creating go tunnels, people yelling quack in unison driving over a bridge.

Did I mention that I am related to all of these people?

We had fun at the wedding forcing all the guests to walk through our go-tunnels. The bride was beautiful, the groom was beaming, and the family out in force.

All ten cousins were there to celebrate. It was the first time we've all been together since I don't know when. Seriously, I cannot remember the last time all ten of us were there.

Unfortunately the craziness also meant I wasn't able to spend as much time with individuals as I would have liked.

The good news, I still don't have a job (yes, this is good news), which means I will hopefully be able to visit everyone at some point in the next couple weeks. That's the goal at least.

Oh, and did I mention the new shoes. What trip would be complete without them?!

Thank you Nike factory store.



Nothing says family get together quite like hordes of people that are or aren't related to you.

Fifteen of us, to be exact. Including eight of us sleeping in one room. And thirteen of us crammed into a suburban. Well, that hasn't happened yet, but it's going to later.

Now that we have consumed an unknown number of pancakes and large quantities of hot water we are preparing to take on the world. Or a wedding and then Portland.

Regardless of what we do or don't do, we are going to have a good time doing it. And there will be a lot of discussion about it.

Good times to follow.


Family to the max

I'm leaving in approximately an hour and a half to head south for my cousin's wedding. It's going to be quite the weekend. The whole family is going to be there. All the cousins, all the siblings, and most of us are staying together.

Friends of the family that my five were going to stay with offered to take us all in. So thirteen? fourteen? of us will converge in one house. Talk about crazy fun.

I haven't even started packing. But I know what I'm wearing to the wedding and that's the hard part.

I'm too distracted by my new toys to e really productive. Can you blame me?

As we get older the gatherings get more and more interesting. We all have more opinions, beliefs, and are more and more different than we ever were as kids. We all have different interests, knowledge, opinions, likes and dislikes. And while sometimes this causes drama, it also makes for a lot of fun.

I can't wait.



So I don't know if I've mentioned, but I'm unemployed. I like to throw it out there as often as possible. As my mom commented, you seem rather proud to wear the badge of unemployment.

For that being my reality, life isn't actually all that rough. I am earning money working with my dad, mowing nights and weekends. The rest of the time I read, I run, I eat, I hang with friends, and I help around the house. Life is pretty good. I'm even saving money by living at home.

I'll probably keep mentioning my unemployment. At least until the novelty of it wears off. Then I'll avoid the topic like the plague.

That said, I recently decided that it was time to purchase a new laptop. Mine was old, overworked, and the hard drive was full. And it makes sense, to buy a computer when I don't even have a real job.

But as I like to say, what else do I have to do.

Anyways, the computer arrived today. And so now I'm up late. Tranferring music, pictures, and getting things the way I want them.

I also now own more than one iPod. Completely unnecessary but fun none-the-less.

I have all this time to spare and now I have toys to play with. And I am going to love every minute of it.



I love music.

It gets included on the things I can't do without:
-good food (I'd list it all, but none of us have time for that)
(there are more that are included on this list, but keeping brevity in mind I'm limiting it)

Because of my love for music I am always looking for more. More CDs, more songs I like, more ways to listen to it.

Then I stumbled across a great site called Pandora. You enter a favorite song or artist and the site creates a radio station for you. If a song comes up that you don't like, it'll never pay again.

Anyways, it's pretty sweet. So check it out: Pandora


Stuff, more stuff and even more stuff

Yesterday I began the project of truly organizing and sorting all of the stuff that has accumulated in my room.

I have tubs of stuff, piles of stuff, shelves of stuff, and bags of stuff. Most of which has been crammed into my closet and left for dead. It's kind of been an evolving collection. As I have moved or transitioned or sorted, I have sent stuff home. My parents, in turn, have sent stuff to the closet.

I had been putting it off since I got home, and yesterday I finally felt prepared to deal with it.

So I began pulling things out. And then had to pile this crap on that crap. I shifted, restacked and still there are things that haven't even made it out of the closet.

This project could go on for a while.

At the same time I have also "found" or rediscovered a number of items. Yearbooks, hats, bags, books, pottery, footballs, stuffed animals. I seem to have it all stuffed into some corner of the closet.

I also managed to set off the bell that goes with the antique box phone in the closet. It took me about five minutes to figure out how to make the annoying clanging stop. Let's just say that that created quite the uproar.

Mostly everything is laying strewn about my room. I haven't had the heart to dive in this morning. I know that it is going to take days to sift through it all and, unfortunately, I have never been very good at throwing anything out.

But I'll give it my best shot. Maybe by the time we leave for Portland on Friday I will have made some headway.

Then again, maybe not.


To Do

What I have to do tomorrow:
-absolutely nothing.

What I would like to do tomorrow:
-job search/apply for a job or two
-work out
-go to the library
-organize my room

What I will probably do tomorrow:
-spend an inordinate amount of time on my computer

Life without a job:

That's all I have to share today. But it had been long enough that I thought I should share something.



I have been a poor blogger this past week or so.

There are a number of excuses I could give for this: no good stories to tell (truth), too busy (a total lie), or laziness (also truth). But I'm not going to.

For the most part, life has been pretty boring. I spend a lot of time at home reading, hanging out with Mom and the dogs, and job searching (some).

Last night was a completely different story.

My friend is getting married next week and last night was the bachelorette party. I'm not quite sure if it's to mourn the ending of single-dom or celebrate the coming nuptials - although it probably doesn't matter much.

We were the large group in cheap white T-shirts decorated with puffy paint and wearing garters on various appendages.

We laughed uproariously, cheered the bride on, and made friends everywhere we went.

After dinner, we proceeded to make our way in and out of most of the bars downtown. The bride completed different tasks such as taking pictures with fiance look alikes and jumping in on random pool games. We focused on recording the events for posterity.

I networked, danced my heart out, caught up with old friends, laughed at the antics of others and avoided the creepers.

Overall a good time was had by all.


Tuscan Sun

I've decided I want to be Diane Lane in Under the Tuscan Sun. Well, kinda.

First of all, I'm not much in danger of a divorce and a husband cheating. Luckily I'm single. And I'm okay on missing out on that part of the story.

But if any friends are looking for someone to take their gay tour of Tuscany and want to give me a first class plane ticket to boot...I wouldn't say no.

Then I could see romantic Tuscany and not even worry about getting hit on, as it was pointed out in the movie. And I would get the hat that says 'gay and away.' Who doesn't need one of those?

Mostly I just have an itch to travel so I'm pretty open to any options that present themselves. Especially if it turns out I can afford to buy a villa in Italy.

I think maybe I'll start with the hair though. I love her hair in the movie. Gorgeous.

Or maybe I won't do anything more than watch the movie. That's probably the best bet.

A great quote from the movie, to share the joy:
"Greedy Americans. You feel so entitled. You ruin everything."
"A lot of us feel really badly about that."

Oh, I wouldn't say no to being around hot Italian men, either. I'll take one for the team. The team being women.


Like coming home.

I am a 23 year old, college graduate who is without a job and currently residing in her parents' home.

However, I realized today that life isn't really that bad.

First, I've only been 'unemployed' for four days, and three of those was the weekend. And it was a temporary position so it's not as if I was fired. They actually asked me to stay a few more weeks, but I declined.

Second, I have my own room for the first time in over a year - sad, but true. I shared a room at the apartment at school, I lived in dorms, and then I crashed on a friend's couch for the summer. Now I'm back in my room with a queen size beds and beautifully painted walls. I even have my own bathroom for the first time in my life. It's pretty exciting stuff.

I am also making more money than I made in my previous position of employment. And I have fewer bills. That makes me a richer person, which isn't a bad thing. On top of that I also have more free time which I will eventually use to search for jobs.

I'm eating better. And probably more often.

The only real downside...it's colder here than I would prefer. And there's no pool for me to lay beside.

Guess I'll have to press on. I'm just happy to have found the silver lining of my current situation much thicker than I had realized.