A no good, horrible, rotten week

This is what I had. Oh sure, parts of it were great. I went to Cold Stone. I watched Battlestar Galactica. I found out that baby Meredith is a boy. And Chelsea and Annalee both started reading "Queen of Attolia" (finally, someone can talk to me about how awesome it is!).

But other than that, things were less than stellar. Let's start with Sunday night. So, it was fast Sunday. And I was finally getting to break my fast. Yay! But while I was eating my fruit snacks, one of my crowns fell right out of my head. Sigh. So I had to go to the dentist Monday morning before work. And unfortunately, my dental insurance is not in affect until the first of March, so I had to pay the full price for them to glue that tooth back in my mouth.

Then, things were okay for a while. My first storytime went really well. I was fun, and the kids really seemed to like it. All was right with the world until Thursday, when I went to leave work. And then, alas, my car wouldn't start! That's right, the car I just paid $700 to fix less than one month ago, would not start on Thursday. Luckily, I live really close to some people from work, so they gave me a ride home and a ride the next day. But I had wanted to go the mall on Friday after work, and I totally didn't get to!

Saturday morning, the branch president said he could help me tow the car to a mechanics with his really big truck. But when we got to the library, the car actually started! We think this was because Saturday was about 40 degrees warmer than Thursday or Friday. And the car didn't want to start. She was being very squirelly. So I still took her in, and she is currently at the mechanics. I'm very hopeful that she just needs a tune up or something, not anything really dreadful or expensive.

So, I got a ride to Church yesterday with my friend, but I had to go early since she had a meeting. Not too bad, since it was beautiful outside. I went and lay out on the grass. But after sacrament meeting, disaster struck! The first counselor in the branch presidency asked me to give a 20-25 minute talk next Sunday! Curses!

When I got home and went to put my stuff in my room, the shelf/clothes hangy bar thing in my closet had collapsed, breaking the brackets and ripping nice little holes in the walls. So all my clothes are in a pile under my window.

Last, but certainly not least, this morning, instead of sleeping in and then coming to work at 11:30, like I normally do on Mondays, I had to come at 8:30, because that's when I could get a ride. Sigh. So I've been hanging out in the lobby for the last little while, and it's still more than an hour until I actually start work. It's going to be a long day.

I just hope it's not another long week.

Being a Librarian gives me a headache

And a severe need for massages. Unfortunately, I have not as of yet made good enough friends with anyone to request that they give me massages. I've been self-treating, and it's not extremely affective. I have also been self-medicating, but never fear-I only use ibuprofen!

But I am loving my job! The work people are nice, the kids are adorable, and I am starting to figure out what I'm doing! Plus, I can just grab a book off the shelf to check out any time I want! Today I read Frankenstein Makes a Sandwich by Adam Rex. Tomorrow I'm going to get the sequel, Frankenstein Takes the Cake. They're funny books of poetry about monsters. Good times. For now I am training with the Children's librarian in the North. In about two months, I will move to the Library downtown . Even though they're in the same town, they're about 1/2 hour drive apart. Crazy, eh? Town which shall not be named is like 430 square miles! It's ginormous, area wise. I like where I am, but I'm excited to head the department on my own.

I am doing my first story time next week, and in March, I am hopefully going to a conference on tween programming! It's just in Virginia Beach, but I'm still excited. I'm also excited to get paid, but I won't get a full paycheck until February 13! I might get a small check on Friday, but if I do, it will only be for two days of work. Sigh. I want $$$$$! I need $$$$$$! Moving is expensive. But at least I am making a salary, not working an hourly job. Now I won't have to think for every single thing I buy, "Dang, it took me 45 minutes to make that money!" Or, worst case scenario, when I was filling my gas tank on the way home from work, "Augh, it cost more to fill my tank than I made today!" That's never a good feeling.

I still plan on taking pics of where I live and hooking y'all up, but I am currently lying around on my unmade bed, so it will have to wait. I want you to see how things could be, not how I really live. Cause I'm kind of a slob.

Since Becca asked

I am: watching TV and blogging at the same time!
I know: the alphabet in French
I won: a turkey (I was 9)
I want: to be all moved without any more work on my part
I have: chapped lips
I hate: lots of stuff. We'll go with broccoli for now.
I miss: my family, and all too soon, my Maryland friends
I feel: somewhat ill. Blergh.
I hear: That freaky commercial for "The Unborn." Oh the humanity!
I crave: chapstick. They're so dry! My lips, I mean.
I search: for the perfect pants. Curse my stubby legs!
I love: HULU. It is faboo. Also, Zac Efron. And pie.
I care: ummm....Do I really?
I always: Stay up too late. It's an addiction.
I believe: that children are the future. Treat them well and let them lead the way.
I sing: mostly Disney soundtrack songs. What time is it? If only it were summertime.
I write: my blog and the next great American novel.
I lose: my temper, like earlier when a guy yelled at me and stuck out his tongue. Jerk.
I win: Well, I want to win. Does that count?
I listen: to the Christian pop station. They have great music, I promise.
I am scared: of starting over. It sucks.
I need: a haircut. Three goals for Christmas break, and I fink out on the easiest one.
I am happy: That Supernatural starts again tonight!
I tag: Um, Annalee?

Updatus spectaculus!

Obvs, that's a Harry Potter type spell that will enable me to update you on the big happenings in my life.

1. I got a job!!!! Confetti! Streamers! Bagpipes! General merriment! I'm going to be a Children's librarian at a public library in Virginia. For those in the know, this is my dream position. It's what I went to school to do. So Kudos to me! I'm starting January 20.

2. Cue the funeral dirge: I am moving to South-East Virginia. I always said that I wanted to move back to Utah when I graduated, and recently I had begun thinking that I might want to stay in the D.C. area, but it wasn't meant to be, I suppose. The town where I will be working is about 3 and 1/2 hours away from where I live now. But I think it will be good, assuming I ever get a place to live. Cue general panic.

3. My car works again! Hundreds of dollars and several panic attacks later, my car has been diagnosed and treated for a broken fuel pump. But, considering this was her first big repair since I got her, I count my many blessings and pat her on the hood for a job well done. I hope we have many more years together.

Other than that, things are somewhat status quo. Ha! Anywho, I had a great Christmas, although I really neglected to take many pictures. I'm not sure why. I guess the sisters who were photographing everything seemed to have it under control. So I want some of those pics, eh? Get on it, people.

I leave you with this:


It may look like I am cowering away from the skeletal remains of a giant sloth, but I believe it's a metaphor for me cowering away from my future responsibilities. Of course this one is me sticking my tongue out at said responsibilities, with the help of my loyal twin. I refuse to accept maturity!


Yes, we are picking the nose of a prehistoric crocodile. Ew.

The transportation gods strike again!

Some of you may have heard my tragic story of going to Utah for Christmas vacation. I flew out from Reagan to Chicago, and alas, I missed my connecting flight to Salt Lake. Of course, that was the last flight out of Chicago to Salt Lake for the day. I had been praying it would leave late, but it totally left on time. Also of course, because of crap weather in Chicago, about 10 billion people were also stranded in the airport. So yes, I slept on the floor in the airport all night. And by all night, I mean for about 5 and 1/2 hours, waking up about every 45 minutes because I was cold and/or uncomfortable. But then, things got worse. I was on standby for the first flight in the morning (at 10ish). It got delayed about twenty times, and finally, at almost 12, they told me I didn't get on the flight. Curses! There were empty seats, but the plane was over it's weight limit. WTH!!!!! I was like, kick some fatties off the plane! Then I realized that was super rude and insensitive, so I was like, leave their luggage off!

But they didn't. So I had to take the 5:30 plane. Except it was about an hour and a half late. Of course. The one plane that I wanted to be late wasn't, but all the others were. I was definitely cheated out of an entire day of vacation.

So, today, I traveled back to Maryland. I gotta say, I was worried at first because it snowed a bunch in Utah yesterday and it was snowing this morning. But the plane only left about 40 minutes late, so I had plenty of time to catch my connecting flight. But then when I got to the airport, horror of horrors, I learned that my car wouldn't start this morning! What?!?!?!?!? How am I supposed to transport myself around town with no car?

So, I guess the real question is, where did I get all this bad transpo karma? Did I kick a puppy under a car? Steal fuzzy dice from a baby? Cut off someone with cosmic powers? I'm not sure, but clearly, someone or something has it in for me. Sigh.

To Blog, or Not to Blog...

That is the question. Whether 'tis nobler to blog about nothing or not blog at all... Okay, I can't keep that up. Just know this! I hope to post some kickin' blogs over Christmas, so don't despair. I'll be back! And better than ever!

One tiny tidbit to tide you over: The new X-Men movie trailer: Now with 100% more Gambit than previous X-Men movies! Yay!

http://www.myspace.com/x-menorigins

A strange problem

I talk about myself all the time on this blog. Oh, sometimes I mention things that I think are important or fun, or something, but on the whole, this is dedicated to me talking about me. With noble purposes, of course. So all of you can keep up with my life! It has nothing to do with my enormous egg. I mean ego.

So here's the problem. For my independent study, I am supposed to write a 3-5 sentence bio of myself that will be put on the website near my contribution. Neat, right? Seriously, it's exciting. But I can't think of a way to sum up myself in 3-5 sentences. One is supposed to be about my schooling/career plans, and the other 2-4 just things I think that kids/teachers/librarians would find interesting. Ack! And I only have 1 week to get 'er done!

Maybe the problem is that I don't know how to be brief. I can wax eloquent, but I can't sum up. I need to find inspiration! Perhaps I need to try harder. Or take a snack break. Watch some videos on YouTube. Or just look in a hollow tree. Inspiration? Are you there?


Nope. Just bugs, cookies, and a couple of elves. Maybe I could just blurb myself.

"Meredith, 25, is filled with whimsy and childlike fun, in spite of grownup hardships like graduation and job searching. She enjoys reading, walking on the beach (no, really!), eating too much junk food, the color pink, and British accents. She hopes to someday own a dog."