The power of an apology

It's funny how something so small can do so much.

A couple months ago one of my co workers hit my parked car with a work truck, smashing in the driver's side door pretty impressively. Instead of renting a car, I jumped between two company vehicles, waited FOREVER while the company's insurance approved my claim, and waited for it to be fixed. All in all I was without my car for about a month.

I was angry, but it was more at the situation than anything. But I was also kinda bugged that the person who caused all this grief didn't seem to care he'd caused me all this trouble.

Well today this person needed my help, and since I'm trying to be the forgiving type and not hold grudges (which is SUPER hard, mind you)-I did. And guess what!? Out of the blue, he apologized, and told me he got into his truck that day six feet tall, but got out of it two inches tall. A sincere, swallow your pride apology! I was so grateful for this small act. By saying he was sorry I knew that he truly felt bad for the inconvenience he'd caused me.

So the moral of the story for me is that it's never too late to apologize. I thought I had gotten over it and moved on, but that small act completely made my day, and made me feel worthwile.

Summer fun

So last night my friend B and I thought it would be fun to go skating. For those of you who know me, you know this is a BIG DEAL. Right out of high school I worked at the Hollywood Connection (HoCo). I started my time there as a skate attendant. Before that I was an avid skater growing up. Well two summers ago I was at my niece Rylee's birthday party, and due to circumstances beyond my control I got tangled up in another skater and as a result I nearly blew my knee out and ended up on crutches for three weeks. Naturally since then I have been apprehensive at the thought of getting on eight wheels again. Well after many months of scheduling conflicts, B and I FINALLY made it. All I have to say is that some things never change. Skaters are still ignorant, floor guards are still poorly trained, and I still LOVE to skate. Although I have never been very good and I was scared out of my mind, I had a ball. But I did decide that I need to purchase new skates. The rental ones STILL tear my feet up. I looked on Ebay today and found these beauties:
The best part is that they are $119.00 +s&h (which is GREAT compared to the $500-plus they are everywhere else), I can choose a white or black boot, and I get to pick the wheel colors!! I can't decide if I want to do all green, or a mix. Decisions decisions!
Well at the end of the night my old injuries ached, I was WAY tired, and my feet were all sorts of hurting, but it turned out to be a good night. Now I just need to get these skates and I'll be good to go!! Here's some pictures from the fun we had last night:



Phil, B, and my head growing out of her shoulder...










Me and my little eskimo...

Ha ha ha. She was being serious and I snuck in and stole the scene.
I'm such a stealthy ninja!







She didn't fall once...well not until the skates came off...









Battle damage! Friggin' Sweet!!!

Mindless dribble and chronic headaches

So this weekend was an interesting one. We are going into our slow season at Joe's, and I had forgotten how much it sucks. Having six tables for a Saturday night blows. On the bright side the weather was nice so being out on the patio wasn't as hellish as it usually is. Hopefully by the first of October it'll be closed for the season. I'm so over being outside.

Yesterday was my best friend's birthday. Her husband Jason decided to throw her a surprise party. Now if you knew Amber you'd know that surprising her isn't an easy thing. She's the one who hunts for presents and peeks weeks before Christmas. So the fact that Jay pulled it off was an impressive one. It was fun to see everyone and my girls. I couldn't love her kids more if they were my own. She's done such a good job with them. They are turning out great.

The Landon boy--ice cream was FAR more interesting than me.

Miss Makala-She's the oldest

Miss Ashton--my sweet little middle girl

So life is still life-and trust me, the less you know the better-but I am SO over these chronic headaches. Stress sucks, and I just want it to go away!!! The one bright spot is that in a little less than five months I will be in the Happiest Place on Earth with three of my most favoritest people-Kimmy, Sparky, and Branny. Huzzah!

Coloring is cool...

So yesterday I had two things confirmed to me.
1. Despite his short comings (but let's face it, he deals with me on a daily basis, so there really aren't that many), I have the greatest boyfriend in the world. (I actually already knew this, but it's nice to have the reassurance now and then.)
2. No matter what age you are, coloring is just cool.

Since I have had a tough time as of late (don't ask-you DON'T want to know) Scott decided he would try to cheer me up and took me to Joe's for dinner-mostly because they have my favorite dessert in the world-bananas foster. Naturally I ordered crab, and Holls brought out my crab set-up which includes a tutorial/place mat on how to eat crab-don't laugh, you'd be surprised how many people STILL don't get it even after we've explained it. Anyway, I decided I wanted to color while I was waiting for my food. So I grabbed crayons from Branny, and had at it. Of course Scott laughed, but joined in. It's amazing how calming such a simple act is.

Well after dinner I decided that I HAD to have coloring stuff. So Scott humored me and we were off to Wal-Mart for 108 crayola crayons and coloring books. They had a JUMBO Disney Princess book so naturally that helped raise my spirits even more. Scott's good-natured teasing helped too, but he's got no room to talk. He gets excited when "X-Men" cartoon re-runs are on. :) I know he loves that I don't take myself too seriously. Hell, I adore the fact he still watches cartoons!

Well by the time I was done I was tired (I forgot how long it can take!) but felt loads better. Too bad it was gone this morning when I walked back into work. :(

Figuring things out

So instead of working today I decided I need a break and that I would figure this out if it killed me. I think I'm really digging the new look. Of course it's a work in progress, but I think I'm off to a good start.
So I have to wait until January to go back to school. :( I know. I was only planning to take English and Math-little did I know those classes fill up first!! Oh well, serves me right for not deciding what I wanted to do until the end of July. At least this way I'll be able to secure financial aid, talk to my counselor about what classes I need to take, and all that other fun stuff.
Plus this way I can work a little more because I know something is going to have to give and I'm pretty sure it will be Joe's. I miss being 20 again! Burning the candle at both ends was so much easier then!
So I've been feeling a little melancholy as of late, and I'm not quite sure what to do to take the funk off. If anyone has any suggestions, I would be muchly obliged!! I think I need to just find a new job. I'm pretty sure this place is the root of all things evil...