I've been sick.

And it's ruined my weekend.

Niiiiicccce.

It's been quite the week for me. Lots of ups and downs. But it's Friday :) I had an early start this morning. I hit the gym, made myself a nice breakfast, stopped through Starbucks and made it to work ten minutes early.

I'm in the office all alone...again. 3 days in a row. :/ The thing is...I was going to leave early. And now...someone has to answer the phone. Oh well.

Say hello to our Maintenance Manager, Tom.

Propaganda

There's an article in the NK Hearald about my working place almost every week. The last two weeks Port Gamble's been the front page story. Here's the latest: Signpost up Ahead: Next Stop, Port Gamble Ok, so this particular article was pre-meditated. I sent them a press release. But I still can't believe how much OPG/Port Gamble is in the local news.

It's snowing for the third day in a row. I don't even know what to say.

I'm looking out the window, and we have a lone vendor for Sunday Market. Brave soul. He's on Maintenance Road huddled under a 10 X 10 canopy tent with his stained glass swaying with the cold breeze. Who knows how long he'll last. If I were him, I'd be packed up and home by now.

Joel, Melissa, Rachel, and I made breakfast for dinner last night. French toast (from Chollah bread), sausage, scrambled eggs, mimosas...Just thinking about it makes me happy. It's been weeks since I've hung out with my roommates at home. Unfortunately it was just the three of us because everyone else has been plagued by gastroenteritis...a stomach/intestinal virus that you don't want.

Snow?

I'm in the office way before I was scheduled today. And in lieu of working I put a flickr badge on my blog. I got the idea from Jessie and Robb. I hope they're flattered.

3 minutes

I'm in the credits. That's kinda fun.

Maybe

I've got the hook up. We'll see what Dad says.

Other job duties as assigned

I just got back from a Re-Con mission on the Babcock Farm. We drove as far as we could through this abandoned property (that OPG now owns) complete with old barns and bath tubs scattering the fields, then climbed through a barbed wire fence and kept walking until we found the sign that said "NO TRESPASSING Private Shooting Range." This is what I do for a living :)

God's doing something, I can feel it. But, it's nice when things start to fall into place.

Well, it's raining.

Again. But T-minus 2 hours + 49 minutes and I'll be outta here. My boyfriend is sweet, so I'm going to visit him.

Hoo-lian! Do you want a Mohj-eye-to?

Um. So Rachel, Nate, Johnny, and I are going to Panic at the Disco! June 7! The Paramount Theater! I'm definitely looking forward.

Make 'em wonder

Mom comes home today. She woke me up at 4am this morning to let me know. I think I'll stop by the homestead after I'm done in PG to say Welcome Home...and see if I can steal her sewing machine for awhile :) She might even be able to help me get ahead on my Stitchery homework.

I hung out after work to support the PG Guest Houses. Went grocery shopping (I was completely out of food) and then stayed in. The Notebook kept me company. Who doesn't love that movie, even if they will themselves to die together in the end? Joel came home around 10PM, and said that he was at Rachel's. I was kind of sad that they didn't call to see if I wanted to come over. Actually, not kind of sad. It hurt my feelings. And then Melissa called Joel to see if he wanted to meet her at Voodiez. Granted, I'm no fan of Voodiez. But why didn't she call me? I can't decide how seperate I want to be. There's so much more than...this little town. Let's not get too attached.

How does she know?

I thought Patrick Dempsey was enough :) Little did I know that Enchanted would turn out to be my new favorite movie. Exaggeration. But, I love it. It's just fun.

Burda 7798

I'm learning how to sew. How exciting, a new hobby!

This is my first project. In a green w/ white polka dots cotton blend.

And of course I picked the Swedish pattern without all of the basic instructions. But Rachel's mom is quite the seamstress and will be a great domestic mentor to us.

We're going to get Sewing Club t-shirts :)

Mother fluffer.

Monday was a long day. I welcomed the pending weekend by leaving the office 10 minutes early and got in line for the 4:30PM boat out of Kingston. John met me in the U-District, and then we drove over to Capitol Hill. He's apartment sitting for his road tripping friend, Jay. After dinner at PF Changs we went to see Leatherheads...yeah, that new George Clooney movie. It was a little slow, which isn't a good thing for me. If I get bored in a movie theater I start acting like I'm 8. I loved being able to walk down to the movie theater. Everything is so much easier without a car in the city. Rock band (not impressed, by the way) and South Park. And then at 11PM I zonked out.

The next morning we got coffee (and a free hot chocolate!) and perused Broadway shops. I picked up Vampire Weekend (!) and Serah Cahoone. I'm in love <3. Wii the rest of the afternoon.

Angelene and I did the culturally sensitive thing by going to the Seattle Jewish Film Festival. Love and Dance, "Billy Eliot meets Mad Hot Ballroom." I have a new fondness for Foreign films. And bffs.

Sierra and I grabbed bubble tea on the Ave after that. Talked law school, boys, and Mexico.

God is good to me. It's not every week I come home from Seattle so happy.

Just like Laguna Beach

I'm going to Cabo!

Now I have to get my passport.

Done and done.

I'm getting an iphone.

In September.

But. I'm getting one.

I meant what I said, and I said what I meant.

An elephant's faithful 100%.

I think I'm going home to see my Dad today. I've got a hankering for some Levengood debauchery. I probably don't go home often enough. I AM just 5 minutes away.

John and I grabbed dinner at That's-a-some Italian Ristorante with his parents last night. I was less than impressed. The menu was very limited. And at best it was mediocre italian food. I know I'm a terrible person, but I put on my barely tolerant face in situations like that. It's become automatic. And I can't convince myself to be nicer than that. But, I'm the nice girl! Different standards, I guess. And I'm stubborn like my dad. I'm learning more and more every day how impossibly opinionated I am.

Congratulations

Maybe I'm being over sensitive. But, it makes me feel like crap when I see my friends from school (who have only been dating for one year) getting engaged. Why isn't it me?

I know I'm lame. Whiney girl. But. I can't help how I feel right now.

I dream of caffeine

Mmmm, free latte. I've been waiting to use my freebie. Today's the day. And I am SO happy.

Earlier I walked over to the museum to deliver Shana's mail. I passed Ethel and a delivery guy and flashed a big smile. I was half way down the side stairs when the guy turned around and said "Thank you for your smile!" I think that made my day.

Oh, and a little kid just peeked through my office window and waved.

It's the little things, isn't it?

Julie's Day Off

I'm in the office all alone today. Which means that I can afford to doddle.

I've had a 2 day jogging streak. And I plan to make that 3 after work. It feels good. I don't know why I let myself fall out of the habit. I could blame it on having friends around all the time. But, now that I've realized that I'm not missing out on anything I'm going to start taking care of business.

It sounds like PG Management is going to can our weekend maintenance guy. I feel bad. But if you're not pulling your weight...it's what happens? Who knew such a laid back crew would take such drastic action.

huh.