Indecision

I've been literally trapped by all the snow here for over two weeks now. I've been without a real job since moving here in August. Not so much as a fast food joint is hiring right now. (Holidays notwithstanding.)

I'm very, very torn about what to do and where to go. A very large part of me wants to head back South, to warmer weather and familiar territories.

But...it would mean leaving KC. I don't know if I can, or should, do that.

I feel like I'm losing all the headway I've made over the last few years. I learned how to take care of myself, how to be more self-assured and confident in myself and my abilities. I found some connections with the Mobile community, although there are still many things I do not like about living there.

I've been down this road before--when life makes me uncomfortable or my plans fall through, I have this urge to run back to Alabama. Rarely did the desire to go home turn out to be a good decision...I often found myself faced with all the craziness that is my family (my family sucks so much), or my own loneliness due to my lack of friendships. Can I expect things to be different if I go back now?

I really don't know. With a tough economy and a saturated job market, what are my options in any place I choose to go? I've considered going to Tuscaloosa and start paving my way into the University of Alabama's grad program (Library Science, anyone?)....but, where would I stay and where would I get a job, etc.

I DID make friends during my last couple of years at South. I just don't know how strong those ties really are. I'm 28 in a few days and I still feel much the same as when I was 18 and leaving home for the first time.

Being back at square one is terrifying in some ways. Who can I rely on? And, damn, when am I gonna figure out how to support myself?


So many questions.... I have a lot to think about tonight.

Merry Christmas!

Hope everyone is having a great holiday. I'm looking forward to lots of time with KC...and, okay, I admit it, I want presents!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

The power of ONE

I found this online tonight:





Yeah, it's the kind of cold that freezes your nose hairs when you breathe. :P

Floof!

Floof: the sound a sackperson makes when he or she kicks the bucket in Little Big Planet. E.g., "I floofed!" or "You're going to floof!" The sound is accompanied by a bit of fluff in the wind, indicating the explosion of the sackperson. (Sack people being made of cloth and cotton stuffing.)

Sorry for the jiggly camera work--I was laughing like crazy!

Snow!!!

So, it started snowing here yesterday and it hasn't stopped since. We've received nearly two feet of snow (maybe more?) and it's still coming.

I thought I'd post a video to illustrate how crazy it is! I look like a clutzy ditz, but I swear, I fall into the snow on purpose. It's the getting up part that took me a second to figure out! :) Sorry, but no sound--it's just the recorder on my digital camera! Expect a later vid of KC taking a snow dive!

State of the Nation...

I'm not one for much in-depth or philisophical thought. While I consider myself fairly intelligent, life has too many day-to-day worries and tasks to keep me otherwise occupied. Still, over the last few days, I've been coming across a lot of economic news--housing, the new Cabinet being appointed by Obama, the Citibank and auto-industry bailouts.

But, wait...amid the crisises of growing unemployment and home foreclosures I also see news about the line of people at Verizon waiting to buy a new Blackberry for (anywhere from $100 to $300 each), about how the gaming industry is still seeing a successful hike in sales, and how much profit the dollar stores are anticipating for the holiday season.

I also see, in spite of the news of auto-industry crisis, new cars everywhere I turn. I see people shopping for $300 sweaters in the mall. When I finally broke down and bought myself some new dress shoes (having broken my other 9 year old pair), I had to spend $55 to get something comfortable enough for me. When I remarked to the cashier how "expensive" these shoes were she just looked at me as though I had two heads--as though she was thinking "$55 is nothing! Now REAL shoes should cost at least $150!.

Face it people...Americans are stuffaholics. And, not just cheap stuff but designer jeans, brand new cars, state-of-the-art entertainment equipment (so guilty) and more.

And, I can't decide if I'm more jealous or appalled with the way this country, me included, spends.

However, I spend many long minutes, days even, looking over anything I want to buy--shoes, moisturizers, coats---before making a final purchase. I keep a lookout on all the sale ads for grocery stores in our area so I know who has what the cheapest. And, I still end up in the throes of post-consumerism guilt. Ugh. My conscious hounds me over every penny.

And, maybe that's the appalling part about it. The lack of consciousness in this society as a whole. We've gotten too comfortable with our oversized homes and oversized cars. Too numbed by our surround sound hi-def video games and theater systems to pay much attention the bottom line.

People used to spend what they made, with the rare loan or tab at the corner market. The advent of the credit card and "easy" line of credit with corporate retailers made buying those "extras" easier. Look! Buy a new living room set now, no waiting to save the money!, etc.

The problem is this: The extras aren't extra anymore. Americans have become all but addicted to electronics, gadgets, clothes, and all that extra stuff we store in our garages and attics. There is nothing special about our purchases any longer. A new TV is a barely significant purchase, when in the past it meant inviting the neighbors to view the new addition to your household. Cable television, Internet access, cell phones, new furniture, and more are all "necessities" we could live without if we tried.

While I think our economy struggles at this time, I think Americans have only ourselves to blame for it. We want to blame the government or the lenders....but, in my opinion, we must learn self-control. Just because something (*cough, cough* credit cards) is easy, or easy to buy, does not mean we should just take it. We must put some thought or consideration into our actions. We must try to budget the way our grandmothers and mothers did before us.

As an aside, I do wish to see some government control on credit card companies and mortgage lenders. I'd like credit cards to be unable to lobby on college campuses; I'd like variable rate APRs to be illegal in most cases. But, this kind of change will be a long time coming, if we see it at all. (Again, it's only my opinion that it's needed at all. I'd like to see it implemented at a state or county level with some federal backing.)

Score: me - 1; Kohl's - 0

Previously, I wrote about how much I enjoyed Kohl's but after two shifts of being all but ignored by the surrounding staff, I'm just about fed up with it already. I don't plan to quit (I even have a shift tonight) but oh, how I wish I could. I think it has something to do with maturity and the lack thereof I've seen in even the store manager....but let us move on to happier things.

Since a temp job I had ran out last week, I've started looking for another job. I even interviewed for a part-time position with a Washington tree care business. But, the temp agency may be saving me again. Next week, I'm to start a position as a--get this---"production artist" with a company located just over the state line in Idaho. (It'll mean a half hour drive, minimum. Ouch.)

The temp agency had the vaguest description of what duties will be entailed, mentioning only Publisher and Photoshop. I do have some graphic design experience, so I hope I don't let these people down.

But, let me get to the heart of the matter, finally. I want this job to be a new path for me. I want it to be a more creative and less boring new direction for my nonexistent career. I'm trying really hard not to get my hopes up too high. I could simply be sitting, doing the same action over and over in some graphic design programs with little room for creativity. But, I hope not. I really hope not.

Sometimes, I look back on my time with the Vanguard and ask myself why I didn't invest more of myself into the creative process. I had some ideas, at times. I thought about creating small sections and graphics to add to the entertainment section that I put together every week. I just never got around to it...There was always something else to do....homework, work, laundry. I invested the bare minimum amount of time into that job and I have regrets about that very often. (Sad part being, many of the editors invested less time than I did.)

Still, I can put my regrets to work. I can use those past mistakes as a reminder that I should try harder next time, invest a little bit more of myself into my work.

When it matters...when it means something to me and others.

Messy blabbing

I write this blog mostly as my own form of self-therapy. I don't think it's a popular blog and I'm greatly surprised to find more than one person even reads it.

But, don't we send our thoughts out on the great Web hoping someone will read our ramblings and find a connection or, at the very least, notice our exceptional writing ability? (Haha.)

Tonight, I just wish I had my own personal therapist. The sad part, the part that makes me embarrassed and perhaps a little disappointed in myself is the reason I wish I had a therapist.

I want to get into shape. Yep. I want to start working out and lose some weight. I want lots of energy and the ability to fit in to those size 16 jeans from last year (or, better yet, the size 14 pair from the year before that).

As you can tell from my jean size, I have no silly goals of 100 lb weight loss in mind. I fully expect to be a so-called "plus size" woman for the rest of my life. I think if I ever weigh under 150, it will mean I have developed a serious disease or eating disorder. I openly admit I want to get back to 175 and would settle for 185, at this point. So, the biggest thing to share is the current weight: 210 lbs. And, yep, I'm five feet tall. And, currently a size 20-22, or a 2X. Yeesh. How did this happen?

Oh, don't think I don't know. And, I am not one of those people that blames someone or something other than myself. I am the only reason I am this way. I like food. Too much.

The reasons for the "food addiction" don't matter to me at this point. I understand them and that helps me face them. What matters right now is finding the willpower to exercise and get fit again.

How do I find it? How do I get myself motivated and off the sofa (geez, out from in front of a computer--so sick of staring at a monitor all day)?

So, that's the question I am posing to the never-ending Web. How?

How do I get myself motivated? I have all the right reasons, a long, long list of them. Health. Energy. Appearance. Longevity, etc.


How do I turn my go-to-the-gym-once-a-month-and-then-hide-the-rest-of-the-time-eating-too-much routine in to something more stable and healthful?

I'm working on the answer...I appreciate any and all advice. :)

Little Big Planet

I like video games...to a point. I haven't the attention span to play for more than a few minutes. And, it REALLY bugs me to see kids/people waste away their lives playing games. Like TV, a little is good but too much will ruin you, in my mind.

Okay, okay. I admit it. We own a PS3. I'd blame K.C. but I didn't put up much of a protest at getting a new toy. We justified the purchase--paid in full, btw--by telling ourselves we don't do much for entertainment. We rarely go to movies, etc, etc.

But, I am pretty darn sure we bought for one HUGE reason: Little Big Planet.

If you have or have access to a PS3 you HAVE got to play this game. It's the cutest, most entertaining, most creative work of art I've ever seen in the gaming world. On a technical level, it's impressive for its powerful physics engine (everything moves just like it would in the real world) and for its ultra-realistic graphics. Creatively speaking, LBP has opened a new door for player interaction. Your character and menu screen, the Pod, are very customizable with costumes, colors, objects, etc. Best of all, players can now build their own levels.

Now, think about that for a second. Build your own level. Build elevators, bad guys, fire pits, caves...if you can think of it, you can do it.

Okay, people...I'm pretty sure my reading audience isn't a big gaming crowd, so I'm going to leave it at that. LBP is, in my mind, the best non-gamers game EVER MADE.

Enough said. :)

A Rant that Ends on a Positive Note

Like everyone else, I have those down days. Call it depression, call it the ho-hum part of life getting me down, but there are days when I'm just not so sure this life is worth all the damn trouble.

I think it has a lot to do with what they sell you while you're growing up. You know what I mean: your entire life your told/sold this bright, amazing picture of what life will be out the in the great wide world. One example I always think of is Las Vegas. Fun. Hip. Cool. Bright lights. In reality, I found Vegas blistering hot, crammed with tourists and those people standing on the streets handing out flyers for prostitutes. Ugh.

Well, life isn't much like what you see on TV or in the movies. It's full of mundane challenges that can, if you let them, keep you from succeeding. The big cities are full of bad traffic and pollution. People in the South aren't nearly as friendly as we're made out to be--most of my really terrible customer service experiences took place south of Tennessee. Oh, I could keep on going....

But, I think the secret to enjoying life has little to do with the glitz and glam advertisers and movie producers try to sell you (or colleges...I've learned the hard way about that one).

Actually liking life, in my mind, means holding on to those small experiences that make you happiest.

For instance, I hated Vegas as a whole, but in my memory I've cataloged all the things I did enjoy about it--the New York, New York casino's fun interior design. The Pirate Bay's (is that name right?) nightly live-action pirate battles. That our hotel was located in a modern-day castle.

I suppose the hard part about the "enjoy the little things" philosophy is that the happiness can so easily be erased by the challenges and boredom of life. Money, stress from work, lack of free time, kids... It's hard sometimes.

But, that's why I've got this list, Things I love to like, that's about a mile long. There's that new little chocolate shop. Books--how I've missed reading fun books for NO college credit. :) This locally owned Italian restaurant with an amazing atmosphere across the street from our apartment. (Okay, okay, waaay too much of it is food. Still...) The fact that this city the same size as Mobile has three--count 'em--three nice malls, so even when I'm bored I can just go wonder around. And, I'm looking forward to snow here (never mind the fact that it might have something to do with the fact that it's been freezing cold and rainy for days. If it's gonna be cold, it may as well snow!)

And, the number one thing on my list, of course, is spending time with K.C. :) I don't care if we're grocery shopping or playing video games, he makes life so much more amazing.

I hope I can keep my own advice in mind the next time I'm fed up with life's annoyances. :)

A Great Weekend

After all the boring "no job" updates, this last week, and especially this weekend, have been full of some good news and surprising discoveries.

This week I started a temporary job (through Volt employment). It's been a bit boring, but I really like the woman who is my supervisor and I am looking forward to learning a lot of new things about the job next week. (I can tell they are looking for someone very IT-oriented, so I hope I don't let them down!)
AND, I got a call from Kohl's and they've offered me a nights & weekends job, too. I really like Kohl's and their amazing customer service, etc. (I applied to the store based on my overall experience with the store in this area--very professional and always lots of help available. They don't skimp on the size of their staff the way places like Wal-mart and Burke's Outlet seem to...)
So, soon, I may have two jobs I really like and that's a great way to pay the bills. :)

As for the weekend, KC and I got to attend a comedy show Friday night at Gonzaga University. It was Collin Mochrie and Brad Sherwood from Whose Line is it Anyway. It was a very fun show, and the first time we've been able to get out and do something really unique.

However, the comedy show wasn't the end of our weekend discoveries. We visited a local cookware/cooking shop after reading about it in the local paper, The Northwest Inlander. It is a great little shop owned by a young couple here in Spokane. The husband/owner was great with some gift ideas for KC's dad for Christmas. We found some unique items that were very affordable--the perfect gifts!


Also, just next door to the the cooking shop, BTW called The Kitchen Engine, was a chocolate shop named the Chocolate Apothecary. It was a wonderful experience, too. They gave out free samples of what they call "drinking chocolate." Let me tell you, it blows plain old hot chocolate out of the water. :) I recommend a visit to their website at http://www.chocolateapothecary.com I admit a new addiction has been made: Spicy Chocolate. So ...odd, but yummy. It's very sweet, with hints of cinnamon and other spices, and it finishes with a noticeable but still somewhat subtle spicy hot kick. Highly recommended for adventuresome chocolate lovers.

Well, that's all for the fun of the weekend. :) Hope everyone else has enjoyed their weekend!

Now, all I have to do is get used to a more-than-full work week again. Well...yay for money, right? :)

Job????

I really want to have good news to post. I don't want to write about how down I'm feeling about the job hunt; I'd rather have fun things to talk about like Halloween costumes and singing lessons.

I know the entire country is feeling the crunch of an ever-sinking economy and a rise in unemployment rates. I know I'm not alone in my desperate search for a job.

I had an interview with Macy's today. I was so nervous, I had trouble breathing. But, I did manage to give credible answers to all those questions they asked and at least I didn't cry. It's the fifth interview I've been on since moving here to Spokane...

I remember going to interviews over the years...and I can mark the places where my self-assurance and the general cockiness of the teenage years have faded away. Now, I feel like I'm just left with an emptiness and a certain knowledge that I do not stand apart from my peers in any way. And, if I was the employer looking for a new hire, I'd hire the candidate that stood out.

I don't feel like I'm doing anything wrong. It's just a dog-eat-dog job market out there right now.

Well, here's hoping that useless college degree will be enough to let me sell merchandise in a retail store. At least it's a nice store...and, hey, a discount on clothes is never a bad thing. :)

Jobs....

Interviewed for an admin job today (having spent all of last week applying for every job I could possibly qualify for and many I am overqualified for). End result: "I think you're just too nice for this position."

Well, she IS probably right...but it doesn't make the rejection any easier to take, does it?

I am getting desperate for a job. I think I may even be handing in an application at Starbuck's tomorrow. I really NEED health insurance--I can't even buy the insulin I use OTC, so I HAVE to see a doc. Grrr. Even part timers at Starbuck's get benefits, or so I hear. (I hate Starbuck's....it's just such a monopoly. However, their recent closing of several hundred locations has lessened my hate to a strong dislike.)

I've applied so many places...admin jobs, retail positions, copyediting, etc. I've even used Spherion, an employment agency, and they had NOTHING to offer me. Two and half hours of testing (on a BADLY designed test system no less) for nothing.

It boils down to this: I have no exceptional skills. And, I don't have the personality to sell myself. I am self-deprecating (I think that's the right term) and meek.

I will always think the line "The meek will inherit the Earth" was created by the power hungry to hold back at least some of the competition.

I don't know what to do at this point. I don't know anyone. And, the bills are all overdue.

I just want a job...I'll work in the mall at this point. I just need to pay half the rent on this new apartment. That's not so much to ask, is it?

So, where does a quiet, meek, but not completely stupid person go to find a job?

Job Interview: Update

The interview went as well as could be expected. I feel confident about the entire hour I spent on the Gonzaga campus today.

Now it's just a waiting game.

God, I hope they call back and ask me to take the position!!!!


AND...KC got the job he interviewed for!!! Yay!

Job Interview of a Lifetime

I got a call out of the blue today...it was Gonzaga University (here in WA) requesting an interview with me for next Monday.

And, let me tell you folks, it's any new college grad's dream job.

Well...kind of.

It would be a LOT of work, but it would give me a busy and fulfilling role with the university. I'd get to multitask and work with people...and those are both things I need in a job.

But, I have to admit, the paycheck it will give me clinches the deal---to say the least this private university pays its employees well. This position is fairly complicated and important and would require a lot from me...and it shows in the salary. I would be more than comfortable financially.

Now, I have to prepare for the interview by researching the university a bit more. KC and I drove to the campus today and it's very unique: think SHC nestled in the heart of a busy downtown, complete with 1880 buildings and much more. I was really impressed with how eclectic the campus is overall. It's made up of several historic homes (probably dozens), as well as the large regularly-found campus buildings, so it is a bit odd in physical makeup. That only makes me like it more.

Anyway...wish me luck! If I land this job I'll be both the happiest and most terrified person on the planet.

But, I suppose, that fits in with the theme of life over the last couple of weeks.

Spokane, Washington

It took a couple of weeks of planning and quite a bit of courage...not to mention nearly a week of driving...but KC and I are back in Spokane.

With the college degree finally done I have begun looking for work here. It's a tough job to find a job, too. It's all about who you know and I don't know anyone here. I've been applying for every advertised job and will probably sink to applying at the mall before it is all said and done.

We came back for several reasons--to pack up his house which, we think, has sold, and to find new jobs for both of us. Mostly, I think it's good we came back so KC can see his son again. M is such a great kid.

But things are precarious right now. We have very little money and are living mostly on credit. It's not financially sound but the job market for KC is much better here (and wages higher than in AL) and I hope for me, too.

But, there is hope. Lots of it. With the house packed up and jobs under our belts (KC already has an interview lined up and we're crossing our fingers he lands that job) we plan to rent an apartment for now and just pay down some of our debt. After all the debt is taken care of....we'll go from there. New house maybe? Who knows.

It's a crazy move...maybe a desperate one, too. But, it's done and so far Spokane has given me much more hope than Mobile.

Here's hoping it works out somehow. With the love of my life at my side, I am more excited than terrified.

And, that's a wonderful feeling.

This is me....

How can employers really tell anything about you from a single piece of paper? I read my resume, below, and think "wow, I'm so boring and ordinary." My work experience is woefully limited. This resume does NOTHING to prove that I'm ambitious, that I work well in a team or by myself. It does not really prove that I can supervise a team of workers (though I did do just that at The Vanguard).

This resume in no way proves that I am quirky and interesting. If anything, it shows me as another 9-to-5er, a person willing to simply blend into the corporate background while writing meaningless press releases about things that really don't matter in this world.

This resume shows me as only another boring college graduate looking for my first job. Who am I really?

I'm the person that gets quietly bothered by the apathy around me. I'm the person who remains logical and rational under pressure. Still, I am indefinable. I am not shy but I don't talk to many people. I want to create perfect work but still appreciate real criticism, because it helps me become better.

I despise corporate bureaucracy. Decisions should be made logically, not because the employee handbook says "this is how it is done and how it shall always be done." What nonsense. What is life but change? How can a business, a city, a nation, survive without change?

I am not simple. I am not definable by a single page of text. Today, I am intense and tired of waiting for life to happen.

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Stephanie A. Hudson

Oak Harbor Mobile, AL 36693 • (251) 753-2900 • StephanieAHudson@gmail.com

Objective To contribute to your organization using my strong writing and technical skills

Education

July 2008 University of South Alabama Mobile, Alabama

Bachelor’s of Communication Technology, cum laude

• Minor in Information Technology

Experience

June 2007 to present University of South Alabama Mobile, Alabama

Public Relations Assistant

• Created and distributed press releases to media
• Acted as interoffice liaison to create releases for various USA campus offices
• Generated media coverage via media releases
• Assisted with special writing projects as necessary
• Assisted with setup for press events that resulted in media coverage
• Aided with compilation of quarterly reports

Sept. 2007 to May 2008 The USA Vanguard Mobile, Alabama

Entertainment Editor

• Managed a team of 10 writers for weekly publication
• Created weekly two-page layout for publication
• Edited articles using Associated Press Style
• Wrote articles

Sept. 2005 to Oct. 2006 USA Library Mobile, Alabama

Interlibrary Loan Assistant

• Processed interlibrary loan mail-outs using postal and electronic means
• Facilitated visitors with research and collection of publications
• Assisted with special organizational projects as needed

Special Interests and Activities

• Technical skills: basic Web development with a focus on the Content Management System Joomla, HTML, CSS, graphic design and basic programming.
• Treasurer and member of Lambda Pi Eta, national Communication honor society

References available upon request.

Taxes

I never knew just how much a person pays in taxes. Let's take a look at the salary of a person I know. The person makes, on paper, $65,000 a year. That's darn good money, especially in the Gulf Coast region. Before taxes, a salary like that means the monthly income is a few cents more than $5416. That sounds amazing!

Then, taxes kick in and the income the person takes home is right at 3,600 a month. Ouch. That's about 1,800 in taxes a month! That equals about 21, 800 in TAXES a YEAR with a take home pay of 43,200.

The end result: The government ends up with a full third (and a teensy bit more) of this person's income every year. A THIRD!

I don't mind taxes, I really don't. They pay for all of those things we need like roads and emergency care and schools.

And, I'm the person that makes less than $10,000 a year...so the idea of taking home 43,000 a year is amazing...and WELL above the poverty line that I've lived at for so long. It's not like this person's yearly income in painfully small, not really.

It just seems...wrong somehow. Especially in light of rising gas prices and falling home values and hard-to-find employment.

What's my point? I am not so sure. I thought it was to complain about how much we pay in taxes...but looking at my own figures perhaps my point should be this: maybe we shouldn't live by our salaries, but by what we actually get paid.

That person earning $65,000 a year gets to claim that salary figure on every credit application, mortgage application, etc while he/she actually makes a third less than that. It's, simply put, stupid. I'm no finance expert and guilty of my own inappropriate expenditures, but it seems like too many of us are living above our means...even people like me.

What makes us want bigger houses and new cars and more stuff? Is it right? Is it materialistic? Why can't I live in a tiny house that is all mine rather than in a huge house that I have to pay notes on for thirty years? (or car, or clothes, etc...you get the point).

Do I want stuff? Sure. I want a clean, neat little place to call my own and a dependable car with a decent radio and killer A/C. I want nice clothes to wear to work, sans holes or too much wear.

But, I want to be satisfied with _less_. I don't need to fill every space with a knick knack or cram new clothes into my closet every weekend. It's wasteful.

I'm rambling on... I can't change the way humans are. I can barely change myself. I can't stop the wealthy from ordering $1,000 pizza (made with caviar and creme fresh, the idiots) or $10 million homes. I guess they buy those things just like I might go to a movie even though I've only got $20 in the bank. To pass the time in this life...

I'm the lucky one though. Who wants caviar pizza?

Birthday Fun

Yesterday, I gave KC a surprise party---of a sort. We had a really good time, but my plans sort of fell through a little.

We only know a few people and it turns out that yesterday was Mother's Day, so two or three of the people I invited had other plans.

But, we still had a good time hanging out with K and N, the owners of a local coffee shop (Dr. Java). We've made friends with them and they are so much fun. It's eerie almost the similarities among the four of us. They make great hang out buddies! And, I hope, they helped KC have a wonderful birthday celebration.

I got KC a metal sculpture of a little guy playing a drum set. It just reminded me of him so much! (He plays the drums.) Also, we'd passed it by in the store a couple of weeks ago and I knew he liked it. We didn't buy it due to its cost and having no living space right now. But, I knew I had to buy for his birthday. Coolest part? It was 50% off when I went back to buy it! Such a great guy gift. :) I mean, how often do you find a knick-knack type thing that a guy would dig? :)

I hope we can put it on display in a designated "music room" where ever we end up living!

Next year, KC, I will plan weeks in advance and invite all the friends we've made and be able to sing MUCH louder! :)

A Wedding Date Change

Okay, so now we have NO IDEA when the wedding will take place. The only thing we can say is we'd do it tomorrow if we could!

We're still hoping to get married by the end of the year. But, no matter what, it'll be the best day of my entire life!

In other news, I'm on the great job hunt that comes when you are nearly done with college (and very tired of poorly paying office jobs). I'm a bit scared I won't find anything. I have lots of skills but I'm not extraordinary at much of anything. Maybe I should post my resume on my blog. :)

Cross your fingers for me!

August 8th is the DAY

We've set the date for our wedding on August 8th. It's both the end of my last semester of classes (YAY finally graduating from college!) and my dad's birthday (I miss him!)

I'm VERY excited and all I can think about is planning the wedding! But, I still have two full semesters of college to survive so there's time yet.

I LOVE this man!! He's so absolutely amazing!

To the person sending childish emails...

You may think you're email to KC will make a difference, but it won't. He's the person I love and trust most in this world. What makes you think he doesn't love and trust me just as much?

You may want to cause us harm and unhappiness, but you've only given us a reason to celebrate our trust in each other.

Now, please go get a life of your own... and leave us to our happily ever after.