2.22.2005 - - - 9:35 PM
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The weather is just non-stop out here. Another reason I'm glad I haven't had to work these last few weeks - I haven't had to drive far in the rain. There is nothing better than being able to stay inside during bad weather, all tucked onto the couch, with the TV on and a warm computer in your lap. And, lately, a cute little puppy sleeping next to you. I was very happy to be watching the bad weather on TV as opposed to witnessing it in person.
This weekend I didn't really venture out much, thanks to the rain, except on Saturday. I went down to Orange County (that's The OC, bitch) to go wedding dress shopping with my friend Les. Thanks to the lovely weather, I was HELLA late getting down there - in fact, I woke up at the time I was supposed to meet Les and Woodsy at their apartment. The power had gone out at some point in the night rendering my alarm clock useless. I think The Boyfriend and I would have slept even later if it hadn't been for Rigby: she somehow managed to get out of her cage and we were roused from sleep by her frantic attempts to get up onto our bed. When I looked at my blinking alarm clock, I just knew it was already 10. Her first appointment was at 12 – thanks to the power outages and TONS of rain-induced traffic, I didn't get to South Coast Plaza until two freaking thirty. I was in time for her other appointment, so I didn't totally miss out. Les looked so pretty in all the dresses she tried on! It made all the effort to get there worth it.
After the events of Saturday, I didn't go farther than 3 blocks away. TB and I got some movies and good food, and nested. My parents came by for a little while bearing treats for Rigby that they'd picked up at Three Dog Bakery. They brought her "Beagle Bagels" and "Pup Cakes!" They were adorable. Rigby went nuts for them, she had frosting all over her face from the pup cake. The bagels are meant for her to gnaw on so she’ll be working on them for a while. Yesterday, we ran some errands and then had dinner with our friends the Shupermans. We saw Chris Parnell of Saturday Night Live "fame." We tried to think of a funny sketch or character he did so we could go up to him and be annoying, but we just…couldn’t. Oh well. Then, today TB and I saw William Mapother at our local Ralphs. What, you don’t know who he is? HE IS EVIL ETHAN FROM LOST!!! I freaked out silently in the checkout as The Boyfriend taunted me. "He’s risen for the dead! He’s looking for pregnant ladies!" I was scared.
Today we had to take Rigby to get her third round of booster shots. On our way to the vet, this old dude blatantly ran a red light right in front of us. TB slammed on the breaks just as a tow truck hit the back of the old man’s car. He spun out, and I think the spin is what stopped his car from hitting us. I'd like to blame this accident on the rain, but this was clearly just a case of an old man who should not be driving anymore. The tow truck driver looked so pissed. At the vet, I made The Boyfriend hold Rigby when she got her shot. I hid behind TB so I didn't have to watch. She did really well with the shot until it was almost over. Then she started yipping and crying. It made me feel so bad! It brought a few tears to my eyes. Then we brought her home and she slept ALL DAY. She finally woke up a little while ago and seems to be her normal puppy self again, but she was a zombie earlier. Hopefully she'll sleep well tonight. I know I will, the sound of rain always puts me to sleep.
02.16.2004 - - - 1:36 PM
Best. Valentine. Surprise. EVER!!! I woke up on Thursday so excited for my surprise. The time flew by, and at 1 we were in the car on our way to, as The Boyfriend said, "pick out my surprise." As we went up the 405 and then changed to the 118 freeway, I could not figure out what we were going or what we were doing. We pulled up in front of a ranch house in Simi Valley, and he said, "We're here!" I was like, wuh? Then he said, "We have to go in and pick out your present!" And my present, people? Was a PUPPY!
I have wanted a dog for, oh, forever. Growing up, we weren't allowed to have dogs. My dad is allergic to them, and I am allergic to cats, so we were doomed to birds and fish for pets. When I moved to New York, my dog lust kicked into high gear. There are little dogs there EVERYWHERE. Living by myself, I really wanted a little critter to come home to every day. But, the flip side of it was that I lived alone - that would have been really unfair to the dog. When I would have a bad day at work in NYC, I would always walk by this one pet store on Lexington to look at the puppies. Of course, when I was in front of the pet store, I would call The Boyfriend and tell him about every single one of them! So it was no surprise to him that when I moved back to Cali, my doggie fever reached epic highs. He agreed that we should get a dog, but I didn't think it would be so soon.
We walked into the breeder's house and I saw the two most adorable Maltese puppies ever. I ended up picking the girl, and after signing some papers and stuff, we were on our way. She is the cutest little thing! She only weighs two and a half pounds. She's 10 weeks old. We decided to name her Rigby, as in the Beatles' song "Eleanor Rigby." Every day she learns something new, and she gets more confident and happier to see us. We have two steps in our apartment, and she used to be afraid to use them, but now she bounds up and down them like it's nothing! Of course, she slips and stumbles down them half the time, but that doesn't stop her. She loves to play, and she will play with everything from her toys to TB's sock. We just gave her a bath and she looked like a little Chihuahua when her fur was all wet, although now she's nice and dry and her fur is so soft and fluffy again. Her FAVORITE thing to do is lick The Boyfriend's face. When he's sitting on the couch, she'll climb up his stomach and stand on his chest and lick like crazy. TB said, "I had no idea I was so delicious!" She cracks me up all the time. My fear is that I am turning into one of those people. You know, the one who takes a million pictures of her pet, like it's her child. While it's true that I HAVE, in fact, taken many pictures, but lots of them are silly. When this dog sleeps, she is out. I have taken the liberty of posing her in many compromising positions! Hee. This picture is my favorite that I've taken so far. I love having a puppy! Now if I could only get her to poop outside...
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02.09.2005 - - - 10:10 PM
Can I just say that not having a job rocks? I LOVE my life right now. I think that part of the reason I was so unhappy those last few months in New York was because I was SO burned out. Not like I'm some poor, poor thing who needs a vacation, but it is clear to me now that the best thing I have done for myself in a long time is take some time off. I really enjoy getting up early in the morning, checking the job sites, and not having any pressure on me. I have enough money saved up to live on for a bit, so I feel like I have the time to get "un-burned out" and really figure out what I want to do with myself (as if that's some easy task). So far, the only thing I've been able to figure out is what I don't want.
I've been on three job interviews so far. They all came about through former coworkers who passed on my resume. They were the types of jobs that I wouldn't have normally applied for...so of course, two of them were offered to me. One was offered to me an hour after I returned home from the interview, and the other was offered to me about 8 minutes into the interview. I already turned down the first one, and I am going to turn down the second one at the end of the week. I know that these jobs are NOT for me. I would be miserable at them, and if I'm going to be miserable at a job I might as well temp, right? That would offer me more flexibility and allow me to still figure out what I want. I keep telling myself these things...yet, I still feel bad. I feel like I'm looking a gift horse in the mouth here, that the interviews and job offers are not going to come as easily in the future and I should have taken one of these jobs. I just have to keep reminding myself that I left an unhappy job situation so that I could find something great and amazing and perfect. Or, at the very least, so I could find something on the PATH to something great and amazing and perfect. So, I am going to turn down the latest job offer and I am going to force myself to not feel bad about it.
Besides interviews and job searching, I have been keeping VERY busy. I have been seeing my friends like crazy. Two weekends ago I went up to wine country with Bree and the other lovely ladies in her wedding. We had a blast going to all the wineries and hanging out. This past weekend The Boyfriend and I had a party for the Super Bowl. In the week between, I went down to Hermosa and up to my hometown and I met up with a couple of my New York friends who have also recently moved out here. The last week and a half has really reminded me how lucky I am. I am SO HAPPY to be surrounded by people who really know me and have missed hanging out with me, not to mention being close to my family again. Of course, there are a few key people I miss back in NYC (Jordy, Handle, Walshy), but I know they are happy for my happiness. And jealous of the fact that I get to sit in my pajamas all day if I want to while I job search!
Tomorrow, The Boyfriend has told me that he has an early Valentine surprise for me. We have an appointment tomorrow somewhere at 2! I am excited, I can't wait to find out what he has in store.
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