good night, dear blogger, old friend.

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so, yay it's my wedding day. i don't know if it's nerves or just god hating me, but i've been up since four this morning. i wish i could sleep. i kind of have a big day today.

so the shower yesterday was fun. thanks to all who attended. i'm very excited for mom, dad, and c to get here. yay!

errol cleaned the house today while i was at work. ah, perfection.

not much more to say--everything's yet to happen.

today the valley view kids took a field trip to asu, and it was very successful. i loved it! errol helped me give them the best 2 hour tour possible. he even played tag with them on the src fields. i took some pictures.

i'm starting to get very nervous for my interview. i want to do this so bad! stress.

whatever happened to school buses? this morning 22 middle schoolers and their teacher were crammed into the city bus with us on their field trip to asu. one stepped on my toe. i wish i could donate 81A to scottsdale unified school district.

you know, i thought today was going to suck. i had to work from 9-1.30 and then again from 6-10, but the day was much better than expected. i really do have a good life. sure, j.crew isn't the greatest most of the time, but it's also not the worst thing in the world. tonight after the "holiday meeting," a few of us went out for drinks to vent. it was fabulous. i felt a little like carrie bradshaw, having cocktails after work with my girlfriends. i think ian's really my only friend left outside of work, but that's ok. i'm lucky that i consider the people i work with my friends. then, when i got home, i found a clean house and errol reading aloud to himself. i'm so lucky to have him. ah, peaceful spirit.

beginning of venting session:

buttless makes me so mad sometimes. she ran the dishwasher today while we were out. we have one of those on-peak/off-peak electricity plans so it costs so much more money to use high amounts of energy during the on-peak hours. i had purposely not run it and was waiting until this evening when we were in off-peak hours. i agree with errol that the worst of it is that she probably thinks she's helping out with housework by doing this. it would be much better if she just took out the trash once in awhile.

also, when we got back, there was a bunch of water on the kitchen floor. she won't answer my text about the origin of this. i'm hoping it's just a spill she didn't clean up and not the dishwasher leaking.

end of venting session.

I GOT AN INTERVIEW!

i've crumbled under pressure--i'm posting song lyrics. when i was cruising through the channels, i saw a corn field so had to stop. cmt was playing a video of shannon brown's song, corn fed. enjoy.

We don't flip the bird, we don't cuss an' scream,
When the cars don't move when the light turns green.
We don't lock our doors when we leave the house,
There ain't nobody here that we'd keep out.
That's the way we do it in our town, yeah.

You never hear me apologize,
For growin' up strong, growin' up right.
Livin' life by the Golden Rule.
Say: "Yes, Ma'am," "Thank You."
Green fields for miles an' miles,
Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial.
I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred,
Corn fed.

Ain't no burnin' flags on our Court House Square.
You see Old Glory flyin' everywhere.
There ain't no Valley joint with five-star atmosphere.
Daddy's home-grown beet's what's for dinner here.
An we wash it down with a tall, cold beer, yeah.

You never hear me apologize,
For growin' up strong, growin' up right.
Livin' life by the Golden Rule.
Say: "Yes, Ma'am," "Thank You."
Green fields for miles an' miles,
Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial.
I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred,
Corn fed.

Rooster crows, six a.m.;
John Deere pulling that plow again.
Spit on your face, hands in the dirt,
Ain't nothin' better on God's great earth.

You never hear me apologize,
For growin' up strong, growin' up right.
Livin' life by the Golden Rule.
Say: "Yes, Ma'am," "Thank You."
Green fields for miles an' miles,
Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial.
I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred;
Well, I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred,
Corn fed.
Corn fed.
Corn fed.
Corn fed.

wow, it looks like kate is actually coming to phoenix. although the visit isn't being made to see me, i'm still excited.

my knee continues to hurt. i went to the doctor today and was told i need x-rays and an orthopedic. hopefully, i'll be fully fuctional on november 23.

it's so nice to have a man around the house. today errol screwed in the shelf in the living room and hung a new curtain rod and drapes in our room. he is fabulous.

i really like jimmy carter. i heard an interview with him this morning, and i just wanted to give him a big hug. i kind of want to read his new book.......eventually.

yeah, so 19 days to go. we have our "walk-through" this afternoon at the wright house and have to commit to how many guests we will have. so many people didn't send in their cards so i really hope that means they won't be coming since there won't be food or a seat for them. we tried to make contact, but i've come to the conclusion that most people can't be bothered with things that aren't on their priority list. very discouraging.

yesterday i got a graduation invitation from the college of liberal arts and sciences. i'm glad everything went through. you never know what can happen at a megafauna university like asu.

speaking of, it looks like my students from science club will be taking a field trip to asu. i'm very excited and hope that the kids will want to come here after a little tour. i know after i went to volleyball camp at unk when i was a fifth grader, i wanted to go there. my, have times changed.

last night at j.crew i was a little sad because i realized i'm not the best folder. i mean, i'm perfectly fine, but i never can make the shirts into perfect board-folded stacks. also something very discouraging.

i hate it when errol has to work. i hate it. i wish he were home. i don't know what to do with myself.

my knee hurts too.