No, silly, not for me. But this is the weekend of engagements. My sister is now engaged to her longtime boyfriend (ha! He’s her fiance now!) and Ellen and Justin became engaged at church Saturday night (and I was going to go, too. Darn it!) I guess I’ll have to wait to see both of the rings (maybe I’ll sneak over to small group on Tuesday night!) So happiness and joy to all the affianced!

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I feel utterly miserable and have all day. Somebody shoot me.

Well, I’ve survived my first week at work. Well, mostly – its only 2:36 pm. I’m waiting for Jeff to show me how to cycle statements. I’ve learned how to check the Boston and Philly reports for check fraud, and have been doing Boston every day since Wednesday. I’ve learned how to process the EARNS report, and did so today. I’ve learned how to read a kiting report and spot kiting. I’ve learned how to scan, process, and view signature signatures on the computer. The lady teaching me just came over and told me how relieved she was that I was so easy to teach. She said that she had been dreading teaching someone how to do the job, but that I got things so quickly that it was easy. I still don’t know anyone’s name. I still get turned around in the building. But I’m learning and she said I was doing well.

But that walk! It might just kill me. I have athletic shoes to do it in, but today its been so rainy that I don’t want my pants dragging in the street. I have to walk up about four blocks and diagonally across a patio. I have to go up four sets of steps, cross yet another street and then finally I’m at the building. Luckily they have an escalator to go up to the lobby. I don’t think that I could have taken another stair! On the way home, its not as bad. I just have to walk down two blocks, turn left, walk down another two blocks and I’m at the bus stop. I can do it relatively quickly. I got to leave early and caught the early bus Wednesday (that’s another story – just wait and see!) and then yesterday raced to do it. My legs were killing me! I almost collapsed when I got to the bus. It got me an extra ten minutes and about forty less people. So not worth it. Not racing again. I will catch the 5:15, get a seat, and be happy.

I found the rings that were going to be our wedding rings. I had Mom throw them away. It hurts.

New job - post tomorrow. All is on hold while I mourn tonight.

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I’ve updated my site, I’ve updated my site! Well, not too much updated as much as changed the layout. I’d had the old layout for years. The new one’s from Faery Ink.

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Here’s where you can find the photos from our trip to Virginia Beach (many years ago) and of the three pets (taken in the last couple of days): Daisy’s Photos

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I was going to try to update everyday this year, but I’ve missed days. I guess that’s out of the question. New Year’s Eve went well. I had to work (blech) but I did end up driving out to Ebensburg and then Johnstown for the celebration. Its a tradition - coathaning at a far away Eat N’Park to bring in the new year. Most of the time it was at Weirton, but this year Johnstown. I think we’ll be going back to Weirton next year - Johnstown was a bit of a disappointment. I have pictures, which will most likely go up on Facebook…oh wait, I gave all the pics to Megan so they area already up there. I told them at the New Years Eve “party” that all I wanted was for Terry to leave me alone at the banquet. I didn’t want him to have to not come or me to have to not come, I just wanted him to leave me alone. I thought I was safe because he was over a half hour late. I guess several people talked to him because he didn’t bug me. He talked to the people around me, which didn’t go all that well since they know he was to leave me alone and aren’t too pleased with him anyways. I had fun, took pictures, and lost one of my gloves. I love those gloves - thinsulate driving gloves that were pretty darn warm. I’ve got some old leather ones that mom had but its just not the same. So the day after New Year’s Day I’m at work and low and behold I get an email. From Terry. Telling me that I looked good even with the short hair and thanking me for not letting him go to the NYE thing because I didn’t want him there. *shrug* This was news to me since no one I know had said anything to him about not coming out NYE. I’m sure they certainly would have mentioned. Not to mention that he doesn’t have transportation so I’m not sure how he thought he was going to get there anyways. So I emailed him back told him he was welcome and that I appreciated him leaving me alone and wish he would continue to do so even in email. An hour or so later I get a reply stating that I was astoundingly immature (and amazingly enough he spelled astounding and immature correctly) and that I look like “a dyke with my hair short”. Terry’s theory is that all women with short hair are lesbians. So much for me looking nice, eh? But that was my last day with Coventry so he will no longer be able to harrass me by email. Woohoo! I survived my bus trip the next morning. Luckily a nice lady named Eve helped me. She even was able to tell me how to get to the building I was going to. Luckily I decided not to spend the day in the city because I came home and promptly got sick. The flu. Blech. Why is it every time I get a flu shot, I get the flu? And the years I don’t get the flu shot, I do? *shakes head* So I spent all yesterday feeling horrible. And most of today sleeping. My stomach still isn’t very happy with me right now and I’m feeling like I need some water. Actually, I want a coke icee. I like coke icees. My mommy got me one last night when I was sick and I was able to keep it down. First thing all day. Mommies are very good to have around. But more about life tomorrow. I’m too tired to write any more tonight.

The trial bus run went great, but I’m glad I came straight home. I got so sick. And now I’m off to try to sleep.