(Not that kind of surprise, sorry.)
I nearly had a panic attack this morning when I realized that I haven't made a payment on my American Eagle credit card in quite some time. It was bothering me so much I couldn't concentrate in class, I knew I had to get my hands on a computer. Eagerly, I got my hands on a computer to look at my account online and... nothing. Confused, I checked my activity and discovered that I had paid off my whole bill in September.
Silly me.
But what a lovely discovery.
(Had to share, it was so delightful)
Also... for those of you not familiar with our living situation, Cam and I have no cable. We have two TVs, both borrowed from various family members and friends, but there is no digital cable out in our parts, only satellite, and we aren't really financially set to have channels yet.
So, we had 2 TVs, a Playstation 2, and the internet, so that I could watch my shows the day after they air. This system worked beautifully for three months.
Only now, my laptop refuses to pick up our internet.
So... we have TVs, a Playstation 2 and the following DVDs: The Office, seasons 1,2,3 and 4, chick flicks, The Best Two Years and two church DVDs. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm SICK of The Office. I'm sick of Serendipity. I'm sick of Drillbit Taylor. I'm even sick of Cinderella.
We're contemplating renting complete seasons of TV shows, but we're not sure what to get. Any suggestions??
Join us in our prayers to the tech gods to solve this problem.
Jan 20, 2009
Jan 15, 2009
Stupid Curse.
They say that you're most likely to gain weight right after you're married. We were so sure that we would be different and avoid it- and, for the most part, we have... however, we have difficulty finding time to work out. When I was in high school, I thought that it would be easy to stay loose and flexible, I never thought that at the age of 20, I would already lose the skill of holding my leg up to my head- I can now stretch my leg to be parallel with my hip. BLAST.
So... I am starting to stretch every night before bed. I'm also contemplating making a sacrifice to the weather gods for warm weather and inversion-free atmosphere so I don't worry about damaging my lungs. Join me if you'd like.
We were also getting worried that our bad eating habits would catch up with us, so we are avoiding our beloved Little Ceasar's pizza and Casper's ice cream, and have filled our fridge with fruits, veggies, water bottles, Nutri-Grain bars and yogurt.
(We have chocolate ice cream in the freezer. I'm testing out my will power and I'm abstaining from it. I'm also trying to cut back on the blessed Diet Coke. If it comes down to the two, though, the Diet Coke is IN.)
In other news, we are both much happier with our courses this semester. Cam is enjoying all of his media and PR classes, and I am back with all of my fellow grammar geeks, where I belong!
Update on the bomb threat situation-which was a bogus call from some stupid kid- between the cost of food and loss of business, Iron Gate lost nearly $20,000 that night. BUT- good, honest people have been coming back and paying for their bills. That is the final lift for the story.
Also- we learned that white sheets are not the best thing. Especially when your husband has a cut on his elbow that bleeds often.
So... I am starting to stretch every night before bed. I'm also contemplating making a sacrifice to the weather gods for warm weather and inversion-free atmosphere so I don't worry about damaging my lungs. Join me if you'd like.
We were also getting worried that our bad eating habits would catch up with us, so we are avoiding our beloved Little Ceasar's pizza and Casper's ice cream, and have filled our fridge with fruits, veggies, water bottles, Nutri-Grain bars and yogurt.
(We have chocolate ice cream in the freezer. I'm testing out my will power and I'm abstaining from it. I'm also trying to cut back on the blessed Diet Coke. If it comes down to the two, though, the Diet Coke is IN.)
In other news, we are both much happier with our courses this semester. Cam is enjoying all of his media and PR classes, and I am back with all of my fellow grammar geeks, where I belong!
Update on the bomb threat situation-which was a bogus call from some stupid kid- between the cost of food and loss of business, Iron Gate lost nearly $20,000 that night. BUT- good, honest people have been coming back and paying for their bills. That is the final lift for the story.
Also- we learned that white sheets are not the best thing. Especially when your husband has a cut on his elbow that bleeds often.
Jan 1, 2009
Threat Level Midnight
It was a New Year's Eve that will not be forgotten.
Work (Iron Gate Grill) was CRAZY last night. We were incredibly busy and I got behind pretty early on, so I was going insane playing catch up. It got to the point to where I was wondering if we could all just walk out and call it good, when a police officer came back into the kitchen wondering where a manager was, and asked me what we would be doing about all the people who haven't paid yet.
I said to myself, "There are people walking out without paying? Are we THAT busy and THAT poor on service?"
I went and told the owner that there was a police officer upstairs requesting to talk to her. When she didn't seemed surprised by it, I knew something was up.
When she told the officer that she would deal with it "later," my suspicion grew.
When the officer started evacuating all of our customers, I got it.
There was a bomb threat made on the restaurant, so everyone had to leave. And he meant EVERYONE.
RANDOM.
Of all the places to make a bomb threat, why this restaurant? The Spectrum was FULL of people last night. If someone had been calling it in for kicks and giggles, wouldn't it have been more entertaining to watch 10,000 people get evacuated?
More likely it was a disgruntled employee.
Thanks a lot. (That is sarcastic)
All of the food is still out on the tables, all of the drinks, EVERYTHING. Right now, as I'm writing this.
Crazy, crazy night.
Happy 2009!
***The term "Threat Level Midnight" comes from a movie that Michael Scott writes in The Office- a spy thriller featuring Agent Michael Scarn. It's not meant to be dramatic, but I thought it was fitting.
Work (Iron Gate Grill) was CRAZY last night. We were incredibly busy and I got behind pretty early on, so I was going insane playing catch up. It got to the point to where I was wondering if we could all just walk out and call it good, when a police officer came back into the kitchen wondering where a manager was, and asked me what we would be doing about all the people who haven't paid yet.
I said to myself, "There are people walking out without paying? Are we THAT busy and THAT poor on service?"
I went and told the owner that there was a police officer upstairs requesting to talk to her. When she didn't seemed surprised by it, I knew something was up.
When she told the officer that she would deal with it "later," my suspicion grew.
When the officer started evacuating all of our customers, I got it.
There was a bomb threat made on the restaurant, so everyone had to leave. And he meant EVERYONE.
RANDOM.
Of all the places to make a bomb threat, why this restaurant? The Spectrum was FULL of people last night. If someone had been calling it in for kicks and giggles, wouldn't it have been more entertaining to watch 10,000 people get evacuated?
More likely it was a disgruntled employee.
Thanks a lot. (That is sarcastic)
All of the food is still out on the tables, all of the drinks, EVERYTHING. Right now, as I'm writing this.
Crazy, crazy night.
Happy 2009!
***The term "Threat Level Midnight" comes from a movie that Michael Scott writes in The Office- a spy thriller featuring Agent Michael Scarn. It's not meant to be dramatic, but I thought it was fitting.
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