I GOT A JOB!

Two jobs, one day! I have been praying that the right job would come along and then two came! I interviewed for the University of New Mexico about a month and a half ago. I felt positive about the interview and was told they would contact me within a week. After two weeks of waiting I figured I didn't get the job. So I went back on the job hunt. I found a part time position working for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society of New Mexico. The job fit perfectly into my "baby" schedule only working 4 hours a day and the job ended in February.

Both jobs called Monday and I took the Leukemia job today! The hiring administrator actually said she may have a full time position open if I would like it. Funny how things work out. So my vacation is over on Thursday and I will join all the workers out there. I guess this means a little less time to blog and a little more time to make some much needed cash!

Have fun!

Losing your Best Friend

We walked through fire together. We met when children become teenagers to help each other through the rocky years of high school. You pushed me on my first two and half mile run for pizza only to run with me eight years later at our first 5K. You needed a family that wasn't broken, I needed a friend who could laugh with me through anything. We met through horses to find we had more in common than our interests. We were lost together wandering through years of pain. We saw the light together while bringing light to all others around us. You were my best friend.
We spent countless days playing barbies as teenagers while competing against one another for every horse event possible. We could not be separated. We laughed together. We laughed more than two people should be allowed to laugh in a life time. We swam in green water and painted the pool with high hopes. We spent endless nights on the trampoline. We were happy. We could not betray trust because we were the very meaning and essence of trust. You were my best friend.
We grew up.
Our friendship was more important than distance. Our phone calls brought happiness as we worked through adult problems. You were my best friend. You were there to put me in line as as I worried about boys as I was there to lift you from the burning pain your family provided each time they went back to prison. We slept in our cars together. We walked hand in hand into a free limo ride leading to disaster. We saw true hate and learned to fight against it. We handed food to dissatisfied truckers and laughed as we over heated in the freezer. We drove through the night singing girlie songs of men's betrayal. You taught me to see another side of life. We learned to never give up no matter what the challenge. You introduced me to lust. You were my best friend. We broke our trust.
I never saw how your heart ached for normalcy. You never saw how I ached to be different. You were more than a friend to me; you became family. Our friendship became something that tore us apart. After years of not speaking our friendship has dissolved and we are lost from each other once again.
I miss the laughing. You were my best friend.
Growing up is more than taking on responsibilities and aging. Growing up is change. Change, no matter what happens, can always be for the better. Growing up has taught me how important the little things are and how much I truly miss jumping into anything with out looking first. Growing up means becoming truly aware or who you are and where you are going. I lost my best friend because I realized who I was while she realized who she was. We went in two opposite directions; neither of us looking back.

First there was one... then there were two... now there may be three!!!!

That is right, folks. Stephen and I have decided we may be ready to add to our little family. We have been friends for almost four years and low and behold the two people who said "we will never have children" have made a positive step towards becoming a family!! Shocking, I know! So after a doctors visit it has been confirmed. We will be enjoying the company of a crying, pooping, and lovable baby February 24, 2009!


I am not saying things have been peachy for me the last three months, that would be lying. I have been dealing with ulcers and acid reflux. Apparently, ask any woman who has had a child, pregnancy only makes these stomach issue worse. In my case, much worse. Aside from the acid growing inside my stomach, I can not complain. I am free to move about the cabin with out any turbulence.


You may be wondering how I let this awesome experience slip my mind for the last few months... well to be honest I wasn't really ready to face the fact that I was about to be a Mom and I am 100% positive Stephen was not ready to announce to the world he may have to step up and be a Dad. All in all we are very excited. We made it two and half years with out running into the baby dilemma; however, it is about time we fess up and admit we were wrong to think our lives would be complete with just the two of us. Stephen and I are more than excited to become parents and enjoy what others call, "bliss".


I have posted some proof to our tale, so that you don't think this is one big joke (I am capable of that so be ware). Now for the big guessing game... Boy or Girl!?

The Tram

This weekend Craig and Blair drove down from Denver to hang out and play some video games. They drove in late Thursday night so we slept in Friday morning. When they woke up I took them on a little hike in the mountains near our home. It would have been a nice hike except we were attacked by gnats if we stopped moving. So we basically ran up and down the mountain and back to the car. They brought cute little turbo who was probably bitten by the gnats more than the rest of us.
Stephen was able to get off work early so we went to catch a movie and eat some pizza. Friday night we were supposed to play rock band, but we ended up playing Mario's Brawl for most of the night. Then the real fun began!!
We woke up early, headed to the gym, then took the $20 dollar tram up to the top of the Sandia's, the BIG mountains behind our apartment. We are at 5,000 feet and the Sandia's are at 10,000 feet. The tram takes about 15 minutes and is supposedly the longest tram in America. It was actually worth every penny. When we got to the top we ate an expensive lunch with horrible service then decided to take a hike around the top. It was beautiful. I tried to get a few good shots, but I didn't get any pictures of all four of us together. Instead, I have a bunch of random pictures. All in all we had a great weekend and can't wait to drive up Labor day weekend to hang out with Craig and Blair in Denver!