Yup. That’s about sums up what I’ve neglecting the blog for. Wanna hear about it?
First off, we had a great 4th of July doing a fireworks show!… Right, DOING, not just watching. My uncle is a licensed pyrotechnician and does a fireworks show every year for the 4th and we help out. Meaning we get to play with explosives for two days straight :) We unload heavy wooden crates with dark fiberglass tubes from a moving truck, mark out the layout on the grass field, then spend hours in the sun nailing stabilizer boards onto the bottoms of the crates so they don’t wiggle. THEN the next day we get “The Product” — meaning 350 firework bomb shells in neat little boxes. They all have numbers and we play “Memory” and “Find the Matching number”, placing the bombs onto the rims of their respective tubes. THEN we wire them and lower the bombs into the tubes (I love calling them bombs). That’s my favorite part, methinks. I also love saying I spent an afternoon wiring explosives….. So cut to the evening, pretty pretty lights in the sky, watching them explode out of the tubes from a couple hundred feet away (so cool, btw, I highly recommend it… um if you’re part of the crew, otherwise we’ll chase you down!! Plus you have to wear a hardhat for falling debris). ….THEN it’s cleanup time. Thank goodness the grounds crew do most of the debris cleanup, but everything gets loaded back into the truck that night. It’s hard work. But so damn cool.
Next on the agenda – job interviews. Why don’t people just give me a job and be done with it? I’m really good at jobs. I’m totally hard-working ,responsible, reliable, punctual, etc etc etc. I mean, all those damn slackers ruin it for us reliable-types. Interviewers go to long measures to make sure I’m not a slacker. And then there are the questions… “Describe a great customer service experience you’ve had” and conversely “your worst customer service experience” (btw, I’m trying to get a customer service job, if you haven’t guessed already). At this point I’m ready to take anything. I’ve been on four interviews (no call backs yet, grr), handed in a dozen applications. I’ve smiled my little cheekbones off until they hurt, agreed and sucked up (hopefully not too blatantly), described my excellent work ethics and job experiences, and felt like a fool. I hate interviews….
But I need a job because…. we got an apartment! In La Jolla… For those of you not familiar with San Diego, La Jolla is about the nicest zip code to live in here. That’s where the rich people live. We’re right on the edge next to the UCSD campus, but it’s lovely! We move in today. TODAY! We’ve been living in my parents’ house for a month now. On an inflatable mattress. In the living room. I completely appreciate it, but we’ll be happy to have our own space again. Married people need space to make their lives together. Or at least that’s what Joe and I need. So wish us luck. I’ll post pictures of the place soon.
And last but not least, I am a student at UCSD too! Oooh la la. Well, at least I’m taking courses through the rec center :) I’m going through a mentor program to become a Group Fitness Instructor! The lectures are a lot of review for me (I was a personal trainer before, but never renewed my certification) but the hands on mentor instruction is going to be great. Then i may be able to teach classes at UCSD. Wish me luck again! (Only if you want to, ha, i know I’m demanding with all this luck wishing lately).
So that’s what I’ve been up to. :) I’m knitting the rest of Joe’s present. And my secret projects have been put off, so knitting shall ensue soon.
Eat. Knit. Run. BLOG.