This is my first chance to talk about how the trip home went. We didn't get going on time: the goal was 6 a.m. that first morning and we didn't actually leave til about 8:30, but we only needed to make it to Phoenix by 4:30 p.m., so we did ok. About halfway between Los Angeles and the CA/AZ state line, I got a call from my sis (the one that lives in TX), that went something like this:
Me: "hello?"
Sarah: "hey."
Me: "what's up?"
Sarah: "I have some good news."
Me: "oh?"
Sarah: "Yeah. I'm tired of living in TX; the EMT thing's not working out; Subway's not working out, and I'm coming home. Just thought I'd let you know."
Yippee!! Couldn't have heard much better news than that! See, she'd moved out to TX back in September to go to Paramedic school, but didn't know til after she moved that they wouldn't pay her schooling (like she'd been led to believe); they'd only reimburse her after the fact. So she got out there and got stuck working at WalGreen's and Subway. And was totally miserable. I was so happy to hear she was coming home!!! So, by the end of our conversation, we'd convinced her to load her stuff up with ours when we got to her place, and we'd take her home too. Which we did.
So great news by the time we got to AZ. We stopped at a cousin's to attend a graduation--incidentally, it was over a hundred degrees when we got there; hot as you know where. Only a precursor for the rest of the summer too. But no humidity, so my hair did great, haha.
We left out the next morning for College Station, TX. Mapquest said it was supposed to be a 16.22 hour drive from Phoenix to College Station. Well, we decided to go for it. Left at 7:30 that morning and trucked on towards our destination. 16 hours later we'd barely made it to somewhere around San Antonio....uh oh. So, about 11 p.m. CA time, Sarah called and said "hey, are y'all getting close?". Um. no. But, we decided to stop and grab a bite to eat and then keep trucking. So yeah...we finally pulled into her place at 3:30 a.m. CA time--5:30 CST! We'd been going straight for 20 hours!!!! By the last hour or 2, we were doing everything possible to stay awake! haha. Playing the radio loud, and talking and trying to stay awake. (and praying). But thank the Lord, we made it ok, and Sarah had beds waiting for us. We slept for a few hours and then got up and packed her up. We didn't have any room left in our truck, so we rented a little U-Haul and hooked it up to the back of our Honda; which is how we'd moved to CA in the first place. We started on the last leg of our trip on Saturday morning, and pulled into Birmingham about 9 p.m. that night. So, 40 hours/4 days later, we made it home safe and pretty uneventful.
I know we had several folks praying for us...thanks so much!
Monday, June 25, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Graduation
I've been wanting to post pics of Frank's graduation from Talbot so y'all could see, but I realized he did it for me on his blog. Check it out here.
I'll post more later bout how our trip home went.
I'll post more later bout how our trip home went.
I've been tagged...
Oops. This is the first chance I've gotten to sit down and catch up on other friend's blogs, and I realized Abbey tagged me back on May 3. For heaven's sakes. Where is my head? Anyway, lest I fail as a true quirky friend, let me post my seven:
1. I do not like sand between my toes. Or in any other crevice of my body for that matter.
2. I was born with a form of club feet. Yup, wore casts and all, til I was 2 years old.
3. I work in a funeral home.
4. I have been a dental assistant, a music teacher, a restaurant server, a student, a finance secretary, a grocery store cashier, an opera chorus singer, and an advocare representative.
5. I hate to excercise, but love how I feel after it's over.
6. I have a secret fear of meeting new people. I know you don't believe me...But once the ice has been broken, I'm fine.
7. My grandmother and I have the same pinkie toe.
ok, there's my seven.
I tag:
Kim H.
Crissy S.
Sandra N.
Alison A.
Megan J.
Miriam A.
Kim P.
Jenn C.
Jawan M.
Deannah E.
Jackie C.
Now we'll see who's keeping up with Amber....ok, all you Biola folks, good chance for my AL friends to meet you, teehee. If you don't have a blog, please leave your seven in the comments section. Let the fun begin!
1. I do not like sand between my toes. Or in any other crevice of my body for that matter.
2. I was born with a form of club feet. Yup, wore casts and all, til I was 2 years old.
3. I work in a funeral home.
4. I have been a dental assistant, a music teacher, a restaurant server, a student, a finance secretary, a grocery store cashier, an opera chorus singer, and an advocare representative.
5. I hate to excercise, but love how I feel after it's over.
6. I have a secret fear of meeting new people. I know you don't believe me...But once the ice has been broken, I'm fine.
7. My grandmother and I have the same pinkie toe.
ok, there's my seven.
I tag:
Kim H.
Crissy S.
Sandra N.
Alison A.
Megan J.
Miriam A.
Kim P.
Jenn C.
Jawan M.
Deannah E.
Jackie C.
Now we'll see who's keeping up with Amber....ok, all you Biola folks, good chance for my AL friends to meet you, teehee. If you don't have a blog, please leave your seven in the comments section. Let the fun begin!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Back in the Habit
Well, I'm back. Sorry it's been a while. I've missed posting, but haven't had a lot of time, as I got a job TWO DAYS after I got home. Agh! Talk about not letting any grass grow under my feet. Anyway, we got home Saturday night, 6/2; I was over at my mom-in-law's the next day checking the Sunday paper want ads, called on Monday to apply to the funeral home for receptionist position; had one interview on Monday; a second on Tuesday morning, and by Tuesday afternoon, had a full time job with benefits! yippee. I almost didn't take the job, just cuz they offered so quick! I felt a little jinxed or something. But, I'd prayed for several things:
1. To find a job with professional people who would be nice to work with
2. To find a job close to home, so I could go home every day at lunch (which doesn't happen very often in Alabama)
3. To find a job with benefits.
4. To find a job that was not too stressful, so I could leave it there at the end of the day.
5. To find a job quickly
Every stipulation was answered, thank you Jesus! The folks seem pretty nice (so far...); the job's only 4 miles away from home; it has great benefits; I got it quickly; and it's not terribly stressful. Weeeeelllll, I say not too stressful, except the day I started, Monday, the funeral home had 13 new cases come in over the weekend, which was a record for them. Needless to say, it was a tad crazy my first couple of days. I made it ok--nothing like jumping in with both feet! but, it helped me learn their phone system quicker, which was probably the hardest part of the job.
So, I think everything's ok...It seems about like working in a medical office. It's mostly answering phones and creating files for the cases (dead people). The work is nice and boring (Shelley, I know you get me!) But instead of working with doctors and nurses, I work with funeral directors. I think I've hit it off with them ok; they like my perky personality. Most of them are a lot older than me. Maybe it'll help liven the dead folks, who knows. I know you are probably wondering what it's like to work at a (ew) funeral home? It's not that bad, actually. Although I am front line, I get to pass the folks off pretty quick and don't have to deal with too much.
I'll let you know if anything else interesting pops up. more later.
1. To find a job with professional people who would be nice to work with
2. To find a job close to home, so I could go home every day at lunch (which doesn't happen very often in Alabama)
3. To find a job with benefits.
4. To find a job that was not too stressful, so I could leave it there at the end of the day.
5. To find a job quickly
Every stipulation was answered, thank you Jesus! The folks seem pretty nice (so far...); the job's only 4 miles away from home; it has great benefits; I got it quickly; and it's not terribly stressful. Weeeeelllll, I say not too stressful, except the day I started, Monday, the funeral home had 13 new cases come in over the weekend, which was a record for them. Needless to say, it was a tad crazy my first couple of days. I made it ok--nothing like jumping in with both feet! but, it helped me learn their phone system quicker, which was probably the hardest part of the job.
So, I think everything's ok...It seems about like working in a medical office. It's mostly answering phones and creating files for the cases (dead people). The work is nice and boring (Shelley, I know you get me!) But instead of working with doctors and nurses, I work with funeral directors. I think I've hit it off with them ok; they like my perky personality. Most of them are a lot older than me. Maybe it'll help liven the dead folks, who knows. I know you are probably wondering what it's like to work at a (ew) funeral home? It's not that bad, actually. Although I am front line, I get to pass the folks off pretty quick and don't have to deal with too much.
I'll let you know if anything else interesting pops up. more later.
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