Lunch for 2 with a view please.........

There are the memories we make in life, that make it all worth living.....

After a quick stop by Wegman's (which might just be the coolest grocery store ever) to pick up some lunch supplies, Doug and I headed up to Hawk Mountain for a day of hiking and a mountain top picnic. I had never been to a Wegman's before, but after my visit there yesterday, I would recommend checking one out if you get the chance. We wanted to pick up a few things for lunch; turkey, ham, bread, cheese, you know typical picnic foods. Well $30.61 later we were on our way to Hawk Mountain with lunch (and breakfast) in hand.

Hawk Mountain is a beautiful sanctuary dedicated to the birds of prey and their migration routes. They offer a trail that walks up to several outlooks, as well as, some nice trails for a good Sunday afternoon day hike. After a brisk hike down into the valley to see the "River of Rock" we started our ascend back up to the ridge. I can't really say to much because I picked the trail, but this trail back up was no walk in the park. For me, the non-avid hiker, there was the moment where I thought to myself, "well, isn't this just grand, what did you get yourself into now?" or "you might just have to die here if you can't make it out"! Okay, so a little overkill, but at the time it seemed like the trail straight up the side of the mountain was never going to end. Doug, being the patient and kind husband he is, gave his words of encouragement and otherwise didn't say a thing. Such a smart husband that one! I have to say the pain was worth the pleasure. Once we made it back up to the ridge, it was such a breath taking view. We found us a huge flat boulder and settled in for lunch with the best view. We ever had three turkey vultures land in a tree not far out on the side of the mountain.

The hike back to where we started was quite the adventure. It was a combination of trail hiking, boulder jumping and rock climbing. It was not at all what we were expecting but it turned out to be the best part. When we got back to the car, after our three mile three hour adventure, I couldn't help but look at Doug and think this is what I live for, the memories like these that we will always share. Hiking has never been my strong point, not by a mile, but to spend a beautiful April day doing something he loves to do together, made every ounce of sweat well worth the journey.

When emo meets gansta..........

So I have to admit, I am not a fan of the skinny jeans. Maybe it's because I don't have really skinny legs to go in really skinny jeans.

The check out boy at Giant, does however have the legs to fit the jeans, but no idea who he wants to be. I think you are doing Emo an injustice when you wear your skinny "I'm in a rock band" jeans around your upper thigh. Maybe it's just me, but you have to pick one or the other, rockstar or rapper, you just can't pull off both.

Just my style tip of the day!

Life in a box as we know it......

Most people decorate their homes in art of some form. Whether it be paintings, prints or photography. Those are things of the past, I decorate my home in cardboard boxes....

Roughly a year ago, I started packing for our move from Raleigh. At the time I wasn't sure where we were headed, but knew it would be somewhere in the northeast. This was my once in a lifetime attempt to not do things at the last minute. Sure it seemed like a great idea, go ahead and pack stuff you don't "have to" have first and then there will be less to do the week before we move. Well that's all great, except those very boxes are still packed up. Our plan to only rent this place for a "few" months has turned in to nearly a year.

My life saver......we close on our new home the end of April! At which point I am planning a box burning party.

If it has been in a box for a year, do you really still need it?

I don't have time.....

I found myself telling someone today "you should start a blog". This was in response to a conversation about rambling on the internet. I mentioned that I had a blog, home of my meaningless, yet self entertaining rambling. And then it occurred to me that I haven't blogged in a really long time. Since August 29th to be exact. So here's to the rebirth of this blog........

Time is perspective.....My response to things that I have failed to accomplish is "I don't have time" or "I haven't gotten around to it". Now maybe this is true, but often when I think back to why I haven't settled the task, I can't even remember what I have been doing to avoid it. Obviously, if I don't remember what I have been so "busy" with, have I really been busy at all? Or maybe I have just been lazy in not doing it.......

What have you been "busy" doing?

How do you spend your Friday nights......

I bet I have a new one for most of you.....

I spent last night(Friday) at a Mennonite farm with Doug. He got a call that he needed to come out and look at this cow that had a possible right side twist. Layman's terms means part of the "stomach" (rumon) area had flipped and he would need to go in and fix it.

So we pull up to the farm and there are several buggies around and it's your average Mennonite farm. I still get excited about these people, mostly because they live so differently from me. The nice thing about Mennonite's is that some of them have electricity. This is great when you are talking about surgery on a cow. Imagine doing that by candle light since it was already dark out. So we go in and talk with the guy and Doug decides that we do in fact have to do surgery. The farmer asked if he needed to stay, because if not, he needed to ride up the road and would be back in about 15 minutes. Obviously, he wasn't going far in his buggy. Doug tells him that we can handle it and so he heads out. Let me back up for a moment. There are a few things that you need to know about this setting; a) we are in a tie stale barn(basically there are lots of cows in a long row of stales tied to bar so they can't get out and not much space between them) b) there are two dogs trying to get into all our stuff and c) the guys wife is there watching with her 6 month old baby in a stroller in between the two rows of cows. So back to the story. So the guy leaves and his wife and two dogs are still there, and Doug starts doing his thing. I am there hanging out and trying to help Doug draw up meds and do anything I can to help. The next thing I know, the farmers wife is gone and there sits the 6 month old in the stroller with the dogs licking all over her.

Now two things are going through my mind at the same time. The first of which is when he said "we need to run up the road and will be back in 15 minutes", I hope this did not mean his wife too, because if so, they FORGOT THE BABY! And the other thought is the two dogs, that obviously spend their time in with the cows, are licking this child's face. Now I am sure that when we have kids that our dogs are going to lick them, it happens all the time, but these dogs have been playing in manure. This can not be a good thing for the kid. Well, after what felt like forever, the woman finally comes back and then leaves and then comes back, repeat, repeat. Finally when we started the actually surgery, she decided to stick around. I guess she was just interested to see what was going on.

Overall, it was a very interesting experience! Got to help Doug out, which I actually find fun to do. Even when that means holding a cows tail straight up in the air so that it can't kick Doug while he cuts a huge whole in it's side. Large animal surgery is an interesting thing, we did it right there in the barn, with the cow stand up, and no way to keep it "sterile". Not something that would ever flying in human medicine, which I am used too. And I did talk with the lady for a bit, when Doug didn't need me, which I find intriguing.

I am sure as time goes on, there will be plenty more of these stories, so stay tuned.....

Do you like your boss......

As I stated in my previous post, I really enjoy my job and love my boss, and here is why......

How many times, in the same week, has your boss; taken you to lunch(and paid), told you not to do something, that she would do it herself because you hurt your shoulder, and then later decided to massage your shoulders to try and help with the pain? Well, I can now say, I have.

Beth might just be the most down to earth boss, besides myself, of course. I had a really great boss at my last job too, don't get me wrong. I guess now that I think about it, I have been lucky lately in that department. The past two weeks have supposedly been stressful for Beth. I told her last week that if this was her stressed out, then I can handle that. I haven't even seen her break a sweat over anything. She is the most relaxed "stressed" person I have ever met.

For the above fore mentioned statement.....We had a large shipment of training books arrive in the office Tuesday that had to be sorted and moved to the locations of the training. We spent two hours Tuesday afternoon sorting through everything and re-labeling them. I felt a little stiff after the next morning but not horrible. Then on Wednesday I received another huge shipments of boxes with last years PSSA test scores. They too had to be sorted and then sent out to the schools. When I woke up Thursday morning, it was all over. I felt like an eight year old woman! So of course when I got to work on Thursday everyone could tell that something was up by the way I was walking. Since I was supposed to be going to the schools, to make sure that everything was set up for the afternoon training, my boss told me to sit in my chair and do nothing. Well nothing that would hurt me any worse. I tried to explain that it wasn't that bad and I would be okay, but she left to do it herself. I felt really bad that she went and worried that it looked bad that I wasn't useful, but I found out when she got back that was not the case. When Beth got back she came to check on me and see how my back was doing and decided that she would try to massage my shoulders to help(the pain was in my upper left shoulder)! Then she told me that since I had been working so hard, to make sure that everything was going as planned, she was going to take me to lunch on Friday.

It was a nice lunch too. I learned a lot about her personally and her family. It was just the two of us, hanging out, getting to know each other. Like I said she is down to earth. We hardly talked about the office at all. She was very interested to learn things about where I came from and what brought Doug and I here. I think all in all I am really going to like working for her.

Ps. After spending the evening laying on a heating pad and then Doug doing a little messaging my shoulders are doing great.

The all inspiring, uninspired......

The hardest thing about starting over is that you usually know little to nothing about the journey in which you are about to embark. It's the same for starting over in a new location, job, or even relationship. We all make the choice at some point in our life to start a new path.

I have hit the "trifecta" of starting over; new location, new job, and new relationships. Obviously, to anyone who knows me, the location is our move to PA. We have been here for about three months now and I can't say it feels anymore like home than it did on day 7. I thought that getting back in to a normal way of life would make it feel more like me, more like home. I don't know if it will ever feel like home but at some point it has to feel "normal", right? Part of my normal life would be the fact that we get up and go to work everyday. Some work from home and some of us drive to a location, but we work. It's the normal, constant, in life. I made the statement one day, " I don't think I will ever feel settled until I get a job."

I have been at the school district for two weeks, and I have to say that I am loving my job. There is a lot of independence, which is something that I love, no employees to deal with. No phone calls on Monday morning at 6am with someone telling me that they are not coming to work, or their child is sick. And when that person calls in, there is no me having to do their job as well as mine. No pettiness between employees that I have to squish. It is quite refreshing! I also happen to love my boss. We have a lot of the same views of life. For one, life is too short to take it too serious. This always makes it easy to work with someone when they are not consumed in making everything overly serious and never able to enjoy the beauty of life. Sometimes you just have to stop and smell the roses and watch the rainbow light up the sky after a storm. If you stress over everything that is thrown at you, you will never enjoy the full joy of the big picture. Now, I know that it has only been two weeks, but it still has that lost feeling. You know the feeling that you have no idea what's really going on. The time when everything seems to be perfect and you can't or haven't seen the cracks in the walls yet. That's where I am. I know that at some point this will feel more natural, the light will start to shine through the cracks and true personalities will shine. The good thing is, this is supposidly our busy/stressful time and if that's the case then I can handle this. Comparitively to what I have dealt with in the past this is a piece of cake if this is the busy season.

I have meet a lot people at work, but there is that longing for my friends. It's funny, since moving away from everyone I have ever known, I now look at people as potiental friends when I meet them. It's kind of funny I suppose, kind of like going on a date, the whole time you are trying to see if there is long term potiental there or not. I miss my friends, especially in times such as needing a shopping buddy, or wanting to go see a chick flick. And I find making new friends a trying and awkard situation sometimes. I don't know why it's weird for me, I guess some people are just better at it. At least Doug agress with me that it is a weird thing sometimes. I mean other than work, where do you meet people? Or atleast people that you will become friends with, since you can meet just "people" on the street corner. Then there is the factor that everyone, seriously everyone, I know here has kids. I mean I kind of feel like maybe we should start a family and join the crowd you know.......