Day Who Cares

Sorry I haven't blogged.  I either haven't felt like it, couldn't get online, or forgot.  All of those are the real reasons.

I hope your Thanksgiving was good.  Mine was.  We went to Nashville to stay with my uncle.  It was fun.  The most amazing part about it?  My 87 year old grandpa is really good at tennis and golf on the Wii.  Yep.  Like probably couldn't beat a 12 year old who has been playing Wii for years, but he totally kicked my ass.  Wii is totally fun.  In about eight years when they cost like $70 (the original ones, not the souped up versions that will be out then) I'll get one.

My cousin taught me how to get on the web on my BlackBerry (it's harder than it looks, for me) and I was trying to blog from the Thanksgiving table but it was going so slow I didn't have the patients for it.  Before he taught me that I was trying to figure it out on my own so I could blog from the waiting area at Fidelity (the bank) because I wanted to talk about how amazingly comfy their chairs are and what people would think if they read a headline in the paper that said "Bank Robbed... Nothing Taken But Waiting Area Chairs."  Of course I would have them re-upholstered because bank waiting area-chic is not my style, but man were they comfy.

The job hunt continues.  I'm sending out resumes, applying for jobs, sending emails, and making phone calls.  I found my dream job of sorts.  It's not my dream job, but it's at my dream company.  I would take a job shoveling poo (not that this company does that) just to get in the door.  Fortunately for me I know three people work there so I'm harassing them.  Not to the point of them beating me up but enough so that they'll help me in a timely manner.  If I got that, it would be a dream come true and it would put this whole getting laid off thing into perspective.

Oh, so now, not only am I job-less, but I'm also car-less.  Yep.  Stranded at home.  Luckily I have no where to go...  I got rear ended on Saturday night.  I am totally, 100% fine, but my car was not so lucky.  I *THINK* mechanically it's OK, but the body is not.  It needs major reconstructive surgery (like butt lift, tummy tuck, breast augmentation, the whole nine).  I'm waiting to hear back from my insurance company about how I can go about getting my rental car.  Not that I have anywhere to go, but it's nice to have options.  The accident was totally not my fault so I'm not going to have to come out of pocket for anything, but it still sucks.  I'm inconvenienced and my car will never be the same (in my mind).  It will always be damaged goods.  But I'll love it just the same.

I don't feel like taking a picture today.  It's freezing in my apartment (and outside because Jamie just called and said it was snowing at his school) and I'm not dressed appropriately to be photographed (read = embarrassing).  So here's a picture of me and Jamie when we went to Capers Island (see this post).