I miss my peeps

Ok so, I know it's been a while since I've updated but you know the spiel. I'm working 40 hours a week now and even have had to go home early a few days this last week because I was so over on hours that I would have gone into overtime. This is a good thing though that I'm working 40. It does, however, make me have absolutely no life outside of cashiering. I'm still reading but it is taking me SO much longer to get through as book. I'm reading the same Immortal Highlander for the last almost 2 months. I know, poor me right? No time to read, boohoo. It isn't just reading, it's crocheting and knitting too. However, even if I did have time for those, I have a very nasty case of Pompholyx (a blistery type of eczema) on my middle finger on my right hand and it has put an absolute grinding halt on any of that. I'm very upset about this because I had planned to make gifts for Christmas. I have 2 of them already in the works and they will never be finished by Christmas now. For once, I wanted to go to my SIL's on Xmas day and have gifts for everyone. I'm trying not to be bitter. Time being eaten up by working, I can deal with. It's money and we need money right now. Time taken away for this rare type of eczema (only accounts for about 5% of all eczema cases and can be brought on by stress) just isn't cool.

The Hunk has applied for a job at T@rget as well and the top guy in the store ended up interviewing him and told him he has plans or him in a better position than stocker (which he applied for). I just hope that past mistakes don't come to bite him (and us) in the ass and take away this really good opportunity. I haven't decided if I'm going to put the Wee One in daycare (it is so fucking expensive, Christ!) or if I'm going to quit working once we know that he'll be making more money than I am. I just don't know what to do. I want to be at home. I don't want to quit my job. I want to know that no matter what happens between the hunk and I, I can still provide at least something. At the same time, I don't want to be a paycheck for the daycare when I hardly get to see my kids as it is. So, to do I keep my somewhat (but not hardly enough) financial independence from the Hunk at the sacrifice of not seeing my kids or feeling that I'm raising them and being no better off financially despite two incomes? Or do I quit in order to be at home with them at the risk of losing the first thing in 9 years that has given me any sort of accomplishment that was mine and mine alone? I don't know.

On another topic, but not really… people with cell phones in the check line… Please.hang.up. I'm trying to ring up your purchases as quickly and efficiently as possible and sometimes I have to ask you questions. I was taught you don't interrupt people on the phone and I really hate when I have to do it. The customers behind you hate when you aren't paying attention and by default hate me for not making you get off your phone. I had one customer that I had to tell her total to 3 times before she said, "Oh! Ok." And then went on to apologize to the PERSON ON THE PHONE for being interrupted. As for the people who hang up as soon as it is their turn in line… I LOVE YOU.

Ok, a different topic for real this time. Many (or not any) of you know that I was the maid-of-honor in a wedding in Las Vegas at the end of last month. I was there for 3 days and got 3.5 hours of sleep (and that was all at once) while I was there. The wedding was really pretty and everything went perfect. I wish I could have had my hair and make-up done for my own wedding because it is amazing how pretty you feel. I'm throwing up some pictures, in no particular order… (and if you are reading this and there are no pictures, it is because I'm publishing my entry in MS Office and I haven't gotten to blogger yet to imbed the pics). Oh and I didn't crop any to make them perfect, but I'm sure ya'll don't care. Hee!

This is getting ready time! We were woken up at 7:00 a.m. because there were so many people to fix up before the wedding (6 of us in total) that it was rise and shine after 3.5 hours of sleep. I look pretty good!


This is the bride, Mona, helping me with my necklace. I had gotten my nails done the day before and I couldn't clasp a necklace to for anything. She was having the same problem!


Finally we're helping the bride get ready! The other girl in the picture is Mona's cousin and bridesmaid.


Here we are again helping with the bride's dress while she suspiciously looks like she's hamming it for the camera with her 'adorable bride' pose.


This picture was totally set up. She'd had her make up done already but her cousin wanted us to pose. Hehe, you can't tell but the eye liner lid is still on!


Just one of me, but that's probably pretty obvious.


Me. Again. My impression of the ghostly maid-of-honor. Nice how the flash just whitens ya up a bit. Or a lot.


All the girls dressed up and ready to go! Me, Mona and Kristen.


Full shot of us. Her dress was just too pretty for words and the pictures don't do it any justice at all. We were also very impressed that all three of us live in 3 different states and only through description did we try to match up the bridesmaid and my dress. No one had seen the other's dress! I think we did a pretty good job , don't you?


Just me and the bride. We've come a long way Whispers!


We're on our way to the wedding chapel and had to walk through the casino/lobby of the hotel (The Stratosphere) that we were staying at. I have to admit, I'm liking my cleavage in this pic.


We got to take a limo to the chapel. It was off the strip but very, very pretty. I forget what it was called now though.

Finally we made it down the aisle! The ceremony was broadcast on the internet but I never did find out the url in time to post it for ya'll.


The bridal party. I can' t remember everyone's name but the best man, who I met only 10 seconds (no I'm not exaggerating) before the ceremony was the groom's uncle. I think his usher was a family friend.

The bride and her girls.

I just love this picture of Mona. For those of you who don't know (all of you but Mona) she is only 4'10 (and a half, she adds). She looked like a little bride doll. :)

This was at the reception. It was an Italian restaurant called Sergio's. It didn't look like anything from the outside but inside it was beautiful and o.m.g. the food was absolutely scrumptious. I really, reaaaaaly enjoyed the reception. Hehe!

Brian, Mona, and myself posing for a picture (and waiting for food!)

I look very attentive to the conversation don't I?


I'm definitely not as bored as I look. This little ol' lady was the Bride's honorary Grandma. She was such a riot. She'd talk your ear off but she had very entertaining stories.


I don't think there was any danger of the groom planting a kiss on me so I don't know why I was leaning so far back....


It's inevitable. If you are eating and there is a camera within 50 yards, you're going to get a picture of me with my mouth full.


Brian and Ramona Jensen
August 26, 2007