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Archive for August 2008

Can you tell?

Saturday, August 30, 2008

I am no longer a hair dying virgin. Today, my friend Cara dyed my hair (the first time it had even been dyed). I was so nervous! I really like my hair, but I'm tired of people telling me that I have blonde hair. It is red. It has always been red! After the latest "You have blonde hair" incident I started thinking about dying my hair more red and less blonde.

This morning I ran errands with Cara, and we stopped at Walgreens because she was going to dye her hair. I told her that I was considering coloring my hair, but I was incredibly nervous about it. She picked out Colorsilk Light Auburn for me, and then we headed to her house.

After Cara colored my hair, she forbid me from looking in the mirror because she thought I would freak out. I started panicing when she told me that, but I refrained from looking in the mirror until after I finished blow drying it. I turned off the hair dryer and walked over to the mirror, and I couldn't even tell! It looks exactly the same! Cara told me that she could tell, especially in natural light.

What do you think?
The before:


The after:


And here's both of us showing off our newly colored hair (please ignore my deer in the headlights look):


In other news: I've heard rumors that school might close due to Gustav. I'm not sure I believe the rumors. I'm signed up for ecampus alerts, so if the school does close I'll have a text message sent to my phone to notify me. Most students have already left campus. I'm not sure if that's due to Gustav, Labor Day weekend, or both.


Back to school, back to work

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

I moved back to school on Sunday. In the rain. It was not fun. I had hoped that other students would move in later due to the rain, but there were still a lot of students moving in on Sunday.

During the summer, I received an email from the interior design coordinator saying that she wanted me to start working in the interior design building as soon as possible. On Monday, I met with her, and we walked over to the Annex. As soon as I walked in inside, I knew immediately why they wanted me to start working. There was stuff everywhere! Obviously no one had worked in the Annex since my last day in May. A lot of architects and designers had donated materials to us over the summer and there were piles on the tables, stacks by the front door, and about 50 fabric books thrown into the back door. I had a lot of work to do! The coordinator wanted me to get the building looking nice for classes, which started today. I worked all day Monday and Tuesday going through the new samples and throwning tons of ugly stuff again, and put everything else in the back room. When I have time, I'll go through everything again and decide where to put it in the materials room.

I also installed the new lighting lab. We are required to have a lighting lab for accredidation, since colors and fabrics look different in various lighting.


And I added labels to each of the bulbs with my label maker that I somehow managed to convince the head of the art department to give me. Thank you, thank you, thank you Dr. Art Department Guy!


And I cleaned out lockers that someone donated to us. Last fall, my $3 a piece markers (I probably had about 70 of them) turned up "missing" (I don't want to say stolen; it could have been an accident). I managed to find my markers later, but I am so glad that we now have lockers and can lock up our extremely expensive supplies.


We also have a newly arranged seating area.


Our secretary, who was in charge of the student workers and making sure they got paid, now has a teaching position at a different school. The new secretary starts on Spetember 8th. I was worried that I wouldn't get paid, so I stopped by Payroll office and filled out my paper work. I should also be getting my last check (from May) that I never received, despite my calls to the secretary.

My year is off to a great start so far!

There's no M in cow

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Yesterday was my last day to babysit Abigail, Justin, and Jeremy. Justin, who is three, is obsessed with cows and the letter "M". He has managed to learn all the letters in the alphabet and can read simple words. When I arrived at their house, he wanted me to read his favorite animal book. When we got on the cow page (his favorite page, of course) he pointed to the cow and said, "C-O-W. No! M! I want cow to have 'M'!"
Me: "Cow isn't spelled with an 'M'."
Justin: "I want an 'M'!"
Me: "There's no 'M' in cow. But the word 'farm' has an 'M'."
Justin: "Write my name. Does my name have 'M'?"
Me (writing "Mr. Justin" on a piece of paper): "Look! There's an 'M' in your name!"
Justin (smiling): " 'M'!"

I'll miss them when I'm an school. I thought Abigial was going to cry when I left. "I don't want you to go to school, Miss Rebecca!!"

In one month I'll get to see them again. They will be driving to Louisiana and since they will be driving right by my school, they're going to stop by and have lunch with me. I think that made Abigail feel a little better.

In the morning, I'll be leaving to go back to school. Since Mississippi is supposed to be getting a lot of rain from Fay, I'm hoping that most people will be moving in on Monday. Hopefully there won't be too much traffic on campus, and maybe I'll be able to grab a parking spot right by my dorm while I unload!

Goodbye summer

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

On Saturday I am going back to school. I am ready to start my classes and see my friends, but there are many things that I will miss about the summer.

1. Sleeping in until 11:00. I'm not a morning person!
2. Baking
3. Spending hours and hours on the computer checking blogs. I love Google Reader!
4. Watching TV. When I'm at school I don't have any time to watch TV shows. It seems like all the good tv shows come on when I'm at work in the evening.
5. Going to the movies. I don't have time for this either.
6. Seeing my family. I only come home during major holidays.
7. Eating good food. The cafeteria food is pretty nasty.
8. Babysitting Abigail, Justin and Jeremy. I'll miss them so much!
9. Not having anything to do. I like staying busy, and I do have my retail job here and I babysit a lot, but there are many times that I just like sitting at home, doing nothing. I certainly don't have this luxury at school!
10. Living in a house in my own room. I live in the dorms at school with a roommate. A very small room with a very small closet!

The cookie for those who persevere

Friday, August 15, 2008

...Or as I like to call them The Cookie From Hell!



You might be asking yourself what could be so awful about these chocolatey and delectable cookies?

First of all, I love to bake. I bake A LOT! I bake so much that my mom ordered me to stop baking because I was making my family fat. So I stopped baking... for about a week. Then my sister Stephanie was flipping through my chocolate cook book, and said that she wanted me to make something good for a change. Apparently my Amish sugar cookies, three layer cakes, chocolate upside down cake, and brownies aren't very appetizing. Stephanie requested that I make Viennese Chocolate Fingers from my cook book. It seemed easy enough.



At the bottom corner of each recipe in my book, it has a difficulty level. The difficulty listed for Viennese Chocolate Fingers is "moderate." What it fails to mention is that this recipe takes FOREVER to make! And if you make this cookie before work, thinking you will have enough time to take a shower and get ready, then you are mistaken. I started making this cookie at 1:50 and I was finally finished at 3:45.

This cookie is all about the presentation. You may notice an interesting piping technique in this cookie. That's why it took me so long to make these! I used my cake decorating star tip, and squeezed and squeezed my pastry bag, until my fingers were cramped. And then I refilled the bag and did it all over again and again and again.

I sure hope Stephanie like these cookies because I am never making them again! They taste pretty good though.

All alone

Thursday, August 14, 2008

It's very quiet at home. Everyone has started back to school except for me. My youngest sister, Stephanie started school on Wednesday, the 6th, and my mom started school (she's a 6th grade teacher) this past Wednesday. And today my younger sister, Megan, moved back to college.

I start classes on the 27th. It seems pretty pointless to have three days of classes before Labor Day. Why can't we just start school after Labor Day?

I'm looking forward to my classes this semester. I had to wait until my senior year, but I'm finally able to take a class that I want to take, instead of only taking required classes. Here's what I'm signed up for: Interior Design V, Business Principles for Interior Designers, Spanish, and Photography (this is the class that I'm really looking forward to). I also need to add English to my schedule. In other school news: I bought my books today online, and I canceled one loan and reduced the amount of the other.

Today I babysat my favorite kids. It was double duty babysitting. I went over to their house for a couple hours in the morning, then I went back to my house, took a nap and returned for more babysitting in the evening. Abigail really liked my sparkly pink toes! Tomorrow, I want to bake some cookies, and I'll go into work from 5-close.


A real conversation

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

For the past few weeks, I've felt really disconnected with Shawn. In the last week, we've only talked on the phone a couple times, and it's usually not longer than 10 mintues. Whenever we did talk, I was really grumpy and snappy towards him, which I feel really guilty about! I know he's insanely busy and working crazy hours. He would always call me when he was half asleep, and it would really irritate that he would call me at all. I know that I should be thankful that he called me, but there's no point in talking to him when he can't even keep his eyes open. I apologized for being moody, and yesterday we (finally!) had a real conversation. We talked about an hour, and it really reminded me why I love that guy :)

I love that we laugh and joke about stupid stuff. He makes fun of me for buying jeans that are already ripped. He believes that ripped jeans are "broken" so they should be on clearance. Lol! We have so much fun together, and that's just one of the many reasons that I love him so much!

Naked Four and Nail Polish

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

I'm sitting here at my computer trying to think of something to type and all I can think about is how I smell really weird. Not weird exactly, but I smell like my sister's Victoria Secret stuff.


Which then led me to wonder if she had borrowed this shirt recently. And then I started thinking about all the times I borrow her clothes without asking, so I really shouldn't get upset if she borrows my clothes.

Speaking of smelly sprays and lotions, yesterday I babysat my favorite kids. Abigail who is six, let me use some of her American Girl lotion. She also decided that since I've had "lots of practice with nail polish" I should paint her fingernails for her. Abigail and her brothers are always fascinated with my always changing toenail polish. Every time I come over to their house, Justin notices my toes. He likes to touch them and say what color they are. Yesterday he said, "Red. Pretty!"
Abigail asked, "Do you have every color!?"
Me: "Pretty much every color you can think of, I have."
Abigail: "Next time you should paint them sparkly pink."

So that is what I will be doing later today: painting my toes sparkly pink. I always do my own pedicure. The only time I've even been to a salon for a pedicure is when I graduated from high school. I think I can do a pedicure just as well as they can! After all, I've been doing it since I was about 8 years old.

I had several interesting conversations with Abigail. She told that she was being nosy and overhead her mom talking about my job. She had lots of questions about what I do and wanted to know about my school and what an Interior Designer does.
Me: "Interior Designers design the inside of buildings like houses and hospitals and offices."
Abigail: "Like my dad's office? What about the store you work in?"
About this time Justin yells, "I want to play Naked Four!!"
That's Connect Four for all of you who don't speak Justinese.


Time to paint my toes. I'm going back over to their house on Thursday, and I want to be able to show off my pink sparkly polish to Abigail!


A sign, perhaps

Saturday, August 9, 2008

While I was at work, this song came on. The same songs play everyday at work, but today I really listened to the lyrics. A few lines in particular jumped out at me:

"A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way"

Maybe this is a sign for my certain predicament? I'm headed over to Expedia to check out the plane tickets...

Anniversary trip?

In September, Shawn and I will be celebrating our three year anniversary. I REALLY want to visit him and actually be together for our anniversary. Last year, there wasn't much celebrating because I was really mad at him at the time for joining the Navy. He had recently started A school, and we hadn't seen each other in four months. He finally got some leave at the end of October and we saw each other for the first time since he had joined the Navy.

We've come a long way since our last anniversary, and I'd really like us to spend it together. A few days before our actual anniversary Shawn gets four days off, and I thought that would be a perfect opportunity for me to visit him and celebrate our three years together. When I brought this up with Shawn, he said "You'd spend all that money just to come for a weekend?" Ummm, YES!

Before Shawn moved to upstate New York in May, he lived in South Carolina. We had made plans for me to visit him during my spring break, but a plane ticket from Jackson to South Carolina was ridiculously expensive. I never got to see him in South Carolina and I regret it. There were lots of things I wanted to see in South Carolina and I probably won't have the opportunity again. Once Shawn leaves New York, I doubt he will be going back so I don't want to miss out on visiting him and seeing new places.

The plane ticket price isn't even that bad. But he's right. It is pretty expensive, and I know I'll need money for school projects and Photoshop and whatever else they make us buy. And if I did decide to go, I'd have to find someone to take me to the airport. I know of several people who could drop me off at the airport, but I have no idea what people's class schedules are like yet. And if I flew in the evening, I'd have to worry about the time interfering with work schedules.

I have quite the argument going on in my head! I should probably spend more time thinking about this.

Two posts in one day!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Actually I don't think this technically counts as two posts in one day since I'm writing this second one after midnight.

I don't usually have a lot to post. In fact, I've been thinking lately how there's a lot I'd like to post, but I don't usually write anything personal.

I started this blog thinking that I could blog about things going on at school that were frustrating me. But then I became afraid about who would read my blog. I go to a small school, and there could be some bad consequences if I wrote negative things about any of the students or the school in partical, especially since I have two jobs (organizing for the Interior Design department and recruiting for admissions) at school (my employer does occasional look at our Facebook pages to make sure we are representing the school in a good light). Not that I think anyone at school reads this...but you never know.

I'll try not to say negative things about my school, but I want to write about things a little more personal than what I do at work. I'll start with things going on in my head today:

I really hate being in a long distance relationship. I miss the days when Shawn and I went to the same school and saw each other everyday. We've been in a long distance relationship for the past year, since he joined the Navy. It really hasn't been that bad. We've been able to talk on the phone almost everyday and email and write lots of letters. But now he's doing some training in a nuclear power plant and he has such crazy hours! His schedule changes every week: he'll work one week from 12am-12pm and the next week he'll work 7pm-7am or something else crazy. It's difficult to talk to each other. I don't care what time it is when he calls (even if he does wake me up at 6am) but for the past few weeks, we've had such bad timing! I end up calling him right when he's about to go to bed or he calls me at work when I can't talk on the phone.

:sigh:

I shouldn't complain. It's not like he's overseas somewhere. And we've been able to see each other three times this summer! It's just hard to go from living on the same campus to now living over 1,000 miles away from each other. In the past year, I've seen him 5 times. At least I know where he is, as opposed to being out in the ocean somewhere. Sorry to complain, but I just needed to get this out.

Tips for Shoppers

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Maybe this post should be called "Tips on what NOT to do when you're shopping."

1. This is my biggest pet peeve: When you go to the dressing room to try on clothes, please do NOT leave your clothes on the floor in the dressing room. Usually there is a bar located by the entrance to the dressing room where customers can place the clothes they don't want. There is no reason why clothes are left ON THE FLOOR in the dressing room. This drives me crazy! You are not five years old; you shouldn't leave your clothes scattered on the floor.

2. Please do not ask me if more clothes, shoes, etc are "in the back." No, there aren't any clothes in the back. A clothing store has to make money to stay in business, and in order to make money that store has to sell clothes. We can't leave clothes in the back if we want to sell them. So as soon as the truck arrives, the boxes are unloaded and we try to get all the merchandise out on the floor as soon as possible. Before I worked in a clothing store, I always wondered why clothes would be placed high on a wall where no one can reach them. Typically, new clothes are placed on the wall because there is no where else for them to go, and EVERYTHING must be out on the floor. Nothing is kept in the back, unless it is still in its box.

3. Many times I am approached by a customer who holds up a shirt and asks, "How much does this cost?" Unfortunately, I do not know what anything costs. I know that sounds crazy, right? I work there, I should know what everything costs. That is just not the case. Prices change EVERY WEEK, sometimes twice a week. It is just not possible for me to keep up with always changing prices. So the best thing to do, is to take your merchandise to a cashier and ask them to scan your item to see how much it costs.

4. After trying on clothes, some customers want to put their clothes back where they found them. This works fine if you only have two or three items. But most people try on five or six things at a time. Then they try to put their clothes back where they found them, but they just can't remember where everything goes. In their frustration they drump everything on one rack. I don't know why people do this either. Like I said in #1, there is usually a bar right by the entrance to the dressing room. I check this bar every 15 minutes and put my clothes back. But if the clothes belonging in my section are just dumped on some random rack, it takes me longer to find them and put them where they belong. This can be very frustrating to a customer who wants a dress in a certain size that we don't have. Unbeknownst to the customer, we DO have her size, but it was dumped on a random rack. So please, please put your clothes on the rack outside of the dressing room. It makes things easier for the customer AND the employee.

I think that's enough ranting for now. In three weeks I will back at school and away from clothing stores! Unless I want to shop, of course :)

A cow!

Friday, August 1, 2008

Last weekend I was sitting on the sofa at my dad's house and my stepmom flung the door open and yelled to my sister, "Megan, there's a cow in the backyard and we need your help herding it into the fence."
Needless to say, it's not everyday that a cow ends up in our backyard, so I immediately grabbed my camera and stood out on the patio. I didn't want to get too close to the cow.

The summer before I went to college, my dad moved out to the country and built a house and barn for my stepmom's horses. Trish, my stepmom, recently got a new horse (the one in the photo) who apparently doesn't like cows in her yard. Ya-ya (the horse) was bucking like crazy, so Trish hurried to get Ya-ya in the barn. The plan was to switch out the horses: put Ya-ya in the barn, and bring Cleo outside (she likes cows). Then my dad, Trish, and my sister were going to stand around the gate to the pasture and herd the cow inside the gate.
Here is the little cow in our backyard. We wanted it on the other side of this fence.
But the cow was more interested in standing next to its mom. The cow lives next door and somehow escaped and ended up in our yard. Eventually, we got the cow in the pasture and then the cow's owner picked it up and took the cow home.