the Trip

Here are some pics of my trip to TX! i pretty much cried the whole 2 days there.

A really nice Mustang!!! Called the Shelby.

Big Sky Country!

We ate her a few days later. They cook it in their pits!

At 'On the Border'. Trevor happily torturing Jason.

Jason not loving it!

Copperas Cove

So i went to Copperas Cove to visit my Ray Ray Lish (Reina) and had an awesome time. I needed to get away from being lonely and feeling very detached from everything. Reina is always good for bringing up my spirits. Here is what i did: I got lost (due to someones poor directions), learned to play poker. Had amazing beginners luck, and then promptly lost all my chips from over eagerness. We made cookies and decorated them. Go Colts! We made a ton of food for Aaron's birfday party (her husband). I almost hit a car when i didn't listen to Reina and tried to go around her when the coast was not so clear. I then almost bashed in her back end when i tried to get out of the way of the bright yellow oncoming car. lol. I saw a 2008 Pontiac Solstice in someones yard for sale, in black. i wanted to steal it/buy it! we did each others makeup and took pictures. We also discovered that Reina and i carry all of our body weight in our hair just like Britney Spears...(you had to be there). i almost shaved my head!! It was just what i needed. Jason said was i was noticeably happier when i got back.

Sorry for the sideways pic...

manager

so i really like my manager. he is a really nice guy, and he brags about me a lot. what is not to like? he pretty much tells me everyday that i am really smart, or a fast learner, or that he is really impressed with how i handle a customer...it is nice. the first day i met him, i asked him if he remembered phone interviewing me.

i was pretty sure i bombed that interview 6 weeks previous. i almost cried at the end because i was pretty sure i blew it. i thought i would never get a call back and i would never get out of Indiana.

So i mentioned the phone interview to my manger and he did remember. He basically told me i was one of the best interviews he had ever done, and that i was super professional. he later told me that if he didn't know better he would have thought i worked for a bank with 45,000 branches and i was manager over 65 people. I laughed at him. i told him i thought i bombed it. he laughed at me.

it def makes work better when i feel like someone has confidence in me. even when i am messing everything up. work is good. long and repetitive, but good.