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| I'm here at my grandparent's home with some time to kill. They plan dinner to be early every evening so they won't miss their Portugese soap opera. It's awesome. I think they might be crazy. We're sitting around, smiling at each other, and then they start yelling. It used to scare me. Now it cracks me up. They yell about nothing! My grandmother wants him to check the gas to make sure it's ok...not leaking. 20 times a day. And it's quite necessary for her to scream this at him. So he screams back...I checked it! What do you want from me?! Crazy...now they're yelling for me.... | | |
| Here I am in eretz israel...I'm so happy to be here. I'm a little jet-lagged, so it's 6 am here and I am the only one up. It's amazing here. Summer is in full swing and everything is brilliantly green and gorgeous. I went outside and picked a fig off a tree yesterday and ate it...than came inside and helped myself to a heaping spoonful of hummus. (careful, Hilah...banish the hummus belly.) The flight was ok...long...my mom complained a lot (She got her feelings hurt when I told her to think of it as an adventure and stop being a bad travel companion.) Hope people wake up soon to play with me. Hope everyone at home is doing well. Smooches to all. | | |
| What an awful morning. I went to a job interview and was accused of having lied on my application and am not eligible for hire. Apparently, presbyterian hospital has me listed as having been fired (Which was not the case. I left amiably because it was understood from the moment I was hired that it would be a temporary job because i was returning to school in Arkansas.) Anyways...every hospital that i applied to (Basically every hospital in dallas) has me down as being a big fat liar and trying to decieve them about my employment history. Not good. It was really embarraing and I just hope that I can get this all cleared up so that SOMEBODY might hire me. I graduate in 1 semester...if this can't be fixed, I am so screwed.
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| Wow...3 years already. Having a hard day...it all haunts me like an awful recurring nightmare...only MY imagination would never let me see anything that gruesome...so it has to be real... | | |
| Another fitness kick. I've been working out like a speed freak and counting all my points. If I could only make these kicks last...well, maybe I could finally look the way I want to look. I'm determined this time around...things (namely my gut) are out of control. I'm traing to run a 10k at the end of summer and I think I will do the Shiner bike ride again...also, Nolan's dad wants us to do the MS 150 bike race with him. So I better start training now. I've been riding around white rock a few times a week and running Shira around the 'hood. Need some extra motivation to fuel me...so wish me luck guys! | | |
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