Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Mosaic Maker


I found this interesting Mosaic game over at Soul Matters .


Here's the game.


1. What is your first name? Brandi

2. What is your favorite food? pizza

3. What high school did you attend? Southwest

4. What is your favorite color? red

5. Who is your celebrity crush? Vin Deisel

6. Favorite wine? Zeller Schwarze Katz

7. Dream vacation? Tuscany

8. Favorite dessert? ice cream

9. What do you want to be when you grow up? mommy

10. What do you love most in life? nature

11. One word to describe you? funny

12. Your Flickr name? don't have one (I liked the bright pretty colors in this picture though).




All you have to do is type your answer to each of the above questions into Flickr’s search. Using only the images that appear on the first page, choose your favorite and copy and paste each of the URL’s into the Mosaic Maker (3 columns, 4 rows). It's a lot of fun!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

The Great Job Hunt

I know it's been a while since I've blogged, but if you know me or have read my old posts, you know that I HATE my job. It actually started giving me panic attacks a few months ago. It's so horrible that I can't even put it into words. It's an extremely toxic environment. The fact that 50% of the employees are looking for new jobs really says something about the place. So needless to say, I've been looking for jobs for what seems like forever. A few months ago I decided that I was going to start seriously expanding my search to the Atlanta area and I've been applying and sending out resumes left and right.

In December, while I was off of work for Christmas break, I got my first nibble. My cousin has worked for a particular college for a several years now and she loves it. As a matter of fact, everyone that I've met through her that works for that company loves it and that's always a good sign. So drove up for the interview, even though I had just a few hours notice to prepare a power point presentation that I would have to give in front of the hiring panel AND the other people there interviewing for that same job! Weird, huh? Yeah, I thought so too. Well, not to toot my own horn, but I owned that interview. I totally rocked it out and I was so proud of myself. They said we'd hear back in two weeks or so, and those were the longest two weeks ever. I had already psyched myself up about moving to Atlanta, so I couldn't wait to hear if I had a chance. Well I got an email Monday letting me know that I had been selected to move to the next phase, which means that I had to take a test that was so hard and long that it rivaled the SATs and they started my background check.

Then Tuesday I found out about the tumor and the surgery. Buzz kill. Now all I can think about is how this stupid surgery may get in the way of me getting this job! If I were to get an offer this Friday, I'd have to ask them to hold the position for me for 6 weeks! I am trying to stay optimistic, but I realize that business is business and they may not be able to make that work. I will be so disappointed though. I'm hoping and praying that I can get my surgery bumped up though and that would only require me to ask that they wait 5 weeks. It's such a crazy thing to finagle. I'd have to stay at my current job long enough to use my sick time and then come back to work after the surgery in order to be considered an employee during that time. So I'd have to be out, then come back, then turn in my notice, then move to Atlanta. It's insanity and my mind is just whirling! To top it all off, I have to pack up my apartment as best I can before surgery, because I won't be able to do it after. I guess I'll know more once I hear about my surgery date and if I get the job offer. Until then, I'm just crossing my fingers that 2010 gets back on a good track for me, I need it!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

"It's not a tumor!"....oh wait...

So that feeling in my gut that 2010 was going to be my year, well it was wrong. It turns out that feeling in my gut was just a tumor a little smaller than a tennis ball.

I knew that something was wrong, but I was thinking that the worst case scenario would be something much less serious. I've been having issues for a few months and I finally had an ultrasound done this morning, a vaginal ultrasound no less.... I don't recommend them. After the ultrasound tech scared the shit out of me b pausing and telling me to stay still because she was going to get the doctor, the doctor did a little more examining of his own. He proceeded to tell me what was wrong, but I didn't really hear anything after the word "tumor."

Tumor. Say it out loud. It's a horrible word. Nothing good can come of it. It's just a bad, ugly word.

It's almost surely benign, but it's still so scary to have a foreign object like that in your uterus. I have to have surgery in a couple of weeks, although I'm trying to get it bumped up to next week so I don't have so much time to stress over it. I'll have to be in the hospital for 3 days and out of work for 3-6 weeks! Ugh!

I'm scared to death, but more importantly, I'm annoyed. This tumor and surgery is throwing a kink into all of my 2010 plans, like a new job and moving. If I get offered a new job this week like I hope (I'll tell ya about that in another post soon), I'll have to ask them to hold the position for 6 weeks! I'm hopeful, but I doubt that I would be that lucky... that is if I ever get the offer. Also, I'm supposed to be out of my apartment by the end of February, but I will be unable to move then on my own. I won't be allowed to lift anything or even bend over, so it's going to suck. Now I'm debating whether or not to extend my lease or pack up before surgery, a month in advance.

Everything is just a mess right now. My planning for the start of 2010 is right out the window. Stupid tumor.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Coming Soon!

I'm coming back to the blogsphere!

I have a gut feeling that 2010 is going to be my year! I'm sure it will be full of some ups and downs, but overall I think I'm moving in the right direction, so I'm going to blog about it. I'll soon be writing all about the great job hunt, my attempts to relocate to Atlanta, all of my craziness with the men folk, and of course... the new decade diet (that's what I'm calling it now).

So stay tuned....

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Big Brother

I fully admit that it's an obsession. I love this season of Big Brother so much that it's borderline pathetic. Hell, maybe it's even crossed the borderline now. I live for Sundays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays so I can see what's been going on in that crazy house. I feel like I know then and like I'm just their invisible extra roommate all up in the middle of all the drama. It's sad, I know. You can judge all you want because I already know that's it pitiful. The obsession trumps my pride though. This week I have started following a website that summarizes the good stuff that happens during the 24-hour live feeds that you can subscribe to. That's the last thing I should have started because now I can't stop. I check it during the day in between doing work, as soon as I get home from work, before I go to bed... I'm actually losing sleep because I'd prefer to read up on BB and youtube excerpts from the live feed. I was so close to shelling out $40 bucks last night so I could subscribe. So close! I would never get anything done though. I would lose my job for watching BB feed all day. It's a sickness. This season is going to have to end soon so I can get my life back!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Those Wesleyan girls....

I have a mild obsession with reading vanity plates and vanity embellishments. I found myself at a red light behind this one today and couldn't help but just chuckle to myself in my car.



Thanks to: store.wesleyancollege.edu/



AKA... My daughter is a lesbian and I'm finally OK with that because she went an "elite" private lesbian college.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Mondays are Stupid

I am not in a good mood today. It's just soooo a Monday.

Work is redonk and I'll just leave it that. I woke up late. It was rainy and gross outside. Parking is absurd because today is early move in day for students. I made a last minute wardrobe change this morning that has left me sporting a dress that accentuates nothing but fat rolls. Today is my first day of class and I've already decided to skip it because I'm just not feeling academic today and I'm not prepared (aka I need to go school supply shopping). And I'm pretty sure that I just discovered my first deep-set wrinkle. See diagram below.


Mondays are stupid.