i'm tired. it's only monday, dang. i'm barely getting over the sickness i caught from the rez. somebody was spreading their disease while i was at the parade and now all i have left of my cold is an awful mucous sounding cough. brian keeps getting mad at me. he tells me to spit it out. the other morning i tried to spit out the window....i couldn't do it. i'm not a pro like brian. he even knows how to do the spitting your spit through your teeth kind of thing. i usually see people who chew skoal that do that...anyway, after i spit out the window i soon realized my spit had plastered on the back window. eww, gross. i couldn't even look at my own spit without gagging. it was pretty gross....

well, work is swell! they're planning on making me do some trancription work. they were talking about having me transcribe psychiatric evaluations. some of the records that i come upon during my day at work is really sad. sometimes, it's hard to read some of the progress notes. i just don't understand why people can do stuff to their own children. their own flesh and blood. this world is gonna end soon if this shit keeps happening like this.

well, what can i say? i'm as sick as a dog. i have a stuffy nose, dry cough, and very achy muscles/joints. i also found out that i have a bunch of mosquito bites on my legs. dumb ass me was wandering around outside my dad's house with shorts on. dang, those mosquito bites can be so irritating. i'm trying not to scratch, but it's not working. i really need to dig around in my cabinets to look for some of that calladryl.

well, work is just work. for the first two days i've had bad thoughts in my head. i actually thought about quitting on the second day. it's a totally new experience for me. i think i'm traumitized and i miss my best friends from my other job. i've worked with those girls for almost 7 years. i just need to some how make myself realize that i won't be working with them any more. it's just hard for me right now. i feel so lost at the moment. don't get me wrong though, i really like the job, it's just that i need to get adjusted to the new people and new surroundings.

wednesday i had to miss work. i called in around 5:45 that morning to tell them that brian got into an accident. it was right off the 1-17 and 1-10 interchange. a four vehicle accident. i am so fortunate that brian is ok, but the truck looked terrible! the truck was completely smashed on the right side. all i remember seeing was either the transmission fluid or the antifreeze leaking. we just bought that truck 4 months ago. oh well, the insurance will hopefully pay for it and all we have to pay is the deductible...anyway, that is alls i gots to say:) i've been so stressed, sick, and tired all at the same time i just dont feel like jumping on the computer any more. i hope y'all had a better week than i did.

oh my gosh....i don't know where to start. burnt is all i could tell ya. i've only been working two days like this and my new job is taking most of my energy. i started the new job on monday. i think i'm traumitized at the moment. it's a whole different work environment, definately! i just need to get my self adjusted to the new environment and of course a whole new career.

the weekend was fantastic! i had so much fun at home. i didn't set foot into the fair grounds though. i just didn't feel like it really. i think an argument with a woman earlier in the day spoiled it. i just watched the parade and went shopping at the flea market. i bought so much jewelry and i ate at pinky and ed's food stand. that's some good stuff.

i got back to phoenix on sunday and now i feel like shit. i caught a cold. i was so darn cold out there and dumb ass me brought a thin jacket back to the rez. i can't believe there was so much rain. a good change of weather. i just wish it would rain out here like it was raining on the rez.....well, i better get going ..i have a lot of work to do. i'm keeping my the job i had before as my seconday job and bumping it down to part-time. my hours for the next couple of months or years will be from 8am-4:30pm (full time) and 4:45-8:45pm (part-time).

leaving for the rez today. i can't wait! i hope it doesn't rain the whole time we are there. my dad said it's been raining constantly for the past couple of months. i better get ready...see ya.

yesterday i was probably the most happiest girl in the world. i landed that job that i mentioned in an earlier post. i didn't want to give too much detail about the job i applied for because i didn't want to get myself so psyched about it and then later on find out that i wasn't considered.

anyway, the job is related to what i went to school for. i went through a long sacrifice for this and it seems to have all paid off. i start on monday, september 8th. i'm not too fond of my new hours, but i know i will eventually get used to it. i will be working for the largest, non-profit, child welfare and behavioral health organization in arizona. i have mixed emotions. i'm kinda scared, sad and excited all at the same time. i'm scared because i will be starting a new career, working with new people and a whole new working environment. i'm sad because i won't be seeing my co-workers much anymore. i asked if i can work here part-time, but it will probably in the evenings when my co-workers are already gone for the day and then i'm so excited because i can finally set my current job aside and have it be like my secondary, part-time, who gives a shit if don't come in on a certain day kind of job. i don't have to put up the boss' shit anymore. i honestly feel like sueing his ass, but it seems to me that there are hardly any labor and law attorneys. i don't know, i still want to keep that in the back of my mind. i honestly think that if we sued our boss we would definately win. he put us through a lot of shit that you just cannot imagine. sueing a person, let alone your boss, takes a lot of money.

my weekend was boring. i didn't do much, really. on saturday, i had the unfortunate task of trying to look for a rim for my car. a while back, i hit a curb and dented one of my rims. Taking my car on the freeway is so annoying because i could feel a vibration when i'm driving 70 mph. i took it in to make sure it wasn't my alignment or wheel balance. my car has manufactured alloy rims. i was driving around south side on a saturday afternoon. i ended up on broadway where all the salvage yards were. i cannot believe there is only one place on that whole strip of junk that sold used rims! they told me that they had one in stock, but by the time they got back to me, they said that it was in white. so, i left and i called the car dealer and asked them how much it would cost for one of my rims. they told me $357 for one freaking rim. i almost had a heart attack. i wasn't going to buy one rim for $357 dollars so i drove my ass to a discount tire shop and bought me all 4 new rims for $328 dollars. i didn't want to spend that kind of money, but i know that i didn't want to drive back home with a bent rim either.

yesterday, on labor day, brian was sick to his stomach. i didn't realize he was that sick until he woke me up the second time that night. i guess through his sleepless night, he managed to take almost all the tums and drank most of the pepto bismal. i just thought he had a stomach ache or was constipated, but after the second time he woke me up, i took a really good look at him and noticed that he looked pale. i asked him what was wrong and he said that the lower part of his stomach was hurting, so i jumped out of bed and rushed him to the hospital. it was 2:00 in the morning when i rushed him out the door. i took him to the emergeny room and he was called right away. i was a nervous wreck. i didn't know what to expect and i didn't want anything to happen to brian. i probably waited 3 hrs and i finally asked the lady at the front desk what was going on with brian. she told me to knock on the door to ask the doctors. they told me i could go see him. i was shaking and i was so frightened to see him. as i walked down the hall i turned to my left and there he was. he was laying in a hospital gown with an iv in his arm. i asked him what was wrong, he didn't know. the doctors really didn't know what was wrong with him. they took x-rays of his abdomen, drew some blood, took his blood pressure, gave him some feel good medicine and stuck him with an iv. the day before, brian had the bright idea of walking piestewa peak with his brother. i told him not to try and walk that death of a mountain, but he didn't listen. the doctors told him that could be a possibility of why he was cramping so much. brian doesn't exercise much and that walk up there must have drained him of all his fluids. the other possiblity could be appendicitis. they told me to monitor him and see if he has anymore pain in the next few days. hopefully, it is nothing to worry about...

i am so glad it is friday. this week went by faster than last week. i will probably be working tomorrow, since i don't get paid for any of my holidays. it sucks, we are labeled independent contractors, but we were hired on as permanant employees about 3 years ago. i miss vacations, i miss paid holidays, and i miss sick days.

i have to write a list of stuff that i need to buy before we leave for our little adventure next week. we will be leaving from phoenix on thursday evening. my sister and i are planning on taking my dad out to eat on friday. we'll probably take him to gallup. i have a taste for a stuffed sopapilla from el sombreros. i love those things. they are so delicious. i'm thinking about it right now and a stuffed sopapilla at 3:00 in the morning sure sounds good...

god, my cousin is doing it again. yesterday, we were sitting here at work and she got a call from her boyfriend. i guess he needed to be taken to work, so she clocked out and was on her way to pick him up. after she left, an instant message popped onto her screen and it asked, "so, when shall we meet again?". my co-worker saw it first, we checked the guy's profile, and we saw that it was a goofy looking guy. he was white and looked like some kind of serial killer. i probably had a look of disgust on my face because my co-workers took one look at my face and started laughing. how can my cousin do that? so far, we know of 4 other men that she secretly meets, but she has no idea that we know this. it's so sickening to think about. i, on the other hand, would not do such a thing, even back when i was single and crazy, helllll no! it's just crazy. these days you really can't trust a person, let alone what kind of nasty disease you might get. ughh.

happy thursday! tired...sooooo...i'm going home to sleep in a bit.

i didn't make my goal with my hours like i said i would, but i'm really happy with the outcome. it's better than 80 hours. i worked a total of 133 hours for the pay period. dang, i still can't believe i did it. i know i was determined to work some outrageous hours so my ass can make it back to the rez. i can't wait. my sister is coming down too, so my dad's house will be packed!

sheesh, for the past two days i've been dreaming that i got the job. it's so annoying to wake up and find out that it was just a dream. don't you just hate when you have dreams like that? dreams that seem so real? arghh...

well, didn't do much over the weekend. i worked on saturday, so i had no energy to do anything anyway. i almost went into work sunday, but decided that i shouldn't over work myself before the new week even started. i cooked on sunday though. it's the first time i touched a pan or anything in the kitchen in about a week. i was craving some beef stew that early sunday morning. i made the trip to a local fry's market and bought me all the fixings. i grabbed some yellow squash, baby carrots, celery, stewed tomatoes, potatoes and a giant family pack of beef stew meat. dang, i must have had a massive craving because i also baked a two layer chocolate cake. i was martha stewart for the day.

yesterday i went to a job interview. i was interviewed by two people. i was definately nervous! my palms were sweaty and my legs were jiggly. my interview lasted approximately 30 minutes. i'm not sure if they liked me or not. they were too nice. i couldn't read their body language. usually, i can tell from an interview if they like me or not, but this one i'm not too sure. i just know that i really want to work at this place. i'll talk more about it if i get the job, but i'm trying not to think about it too much because i don't want to get upset when i find out that i wasn't picked for the position.