Please help me out and tell me I am right

When you put your resume on-line to a site such as CareerBuilder.com or Monster.com what do you do?

Do you SUBMIT your resume? (as if they were to review your resume and see if you are good enough.)

OR

Do you POST your resume? (as if you are placing it on a virtual bulletin board for all to see.)

I'm not going to tell you which one I think it is, but if you choose Ben's definition, we aren't friends anymore.

Never a dull moment....

Just when I thought I had run out of things to blog about, last night happened. Ben and I were sitting eating dinner and here's how things went down:

Me: ummm... my eye kind of burns. I think I got something in it.

Ben: I have some saline drops if you think that might help.

(I get up and put 2 drops in my eye. I also put 17 drops on my face trying to make it in my eye.)

Me: OW! IT BURNS MORE!

Ben: What burns more?

Me: MY WHOLE EYE BURNS. BEFORE IT WAS JUST THE EDGE OF MY EYE AND NOW MY WHOLE EYE BURNS. AHHHHH!

Ben: They are just saline drops they shouldn't burn.

Me: THEY ARE SALINE DROPS OF FIRE! IT BURNS!!! AHHHHHH! I'M GOING TO FLUSH IT WITH WATER.

Ben: They've never burned my eyes before.

Me: WELL THEY ARE BURNING MINE. AHHHHH! IT'S SPREADING!

Ben: What do you mean it's spreading?

Me: AHHHHH! FIRST IT WAS THE CORNER OF MY EYE AND THEN IT WAS THE WHOLE EYE AND NOW HALF OF MY FACE IS ON FIRE.

Ben: That's weird. I wonder what it is.

Me: I HOPE I DON'T GO BLIND.....OH IT HURTS!!!

Ben.... do you want a wet wash cloth?

Me: HEY! Go try the peppers in the salad. Tell me what they taste like?

Ben: Whoa! Those are spicy!

Me: Crap! I got pepper juice in my eye. I thought that was a green pepper.

For the next 20 minutes I alternated between rationally discussing things to my face bursting into flames. There was nothing that I could Google that offered any help. Lots of places said not to get the juice in your eye, but not what to do if you did.

And in complete fairness our CSA box always claimed to include spicy peppers, but they were always sweet, so I'd just lump them all together. What a day to be wrong!

Painting

Painting my Grandma's wall was a success. Even if I did step in the paint pan once. But I knew something like that would happen. I always get paint all over me. Never on the carpet. Just over me.

We painted paneling and I've never done that before. I got the best primer and paint I could, so hopefully it sticks.

Here are the before pictures:



After:



And me and my Grandma:

Halloween

The painting job is taking a little bit longer than I had thought. So those pictures will come tomorrow. Today! I blog about the Halloween party I went to. I don't really like Halloween; I just don't understand why people would want to celebrate evil and death. I also don't like that it seems like the culmination of Fall becomes Halloween. No! It's Thanksgiving! Fall doesn't end until Thanksgiving. Put those Christmas decorations away.... we still have leaves on the trees! But I do like hanging out with people so I went to a Halloween party last week.

I went as the movie theater floor:

The winners of the costume contest were Mr. and Mrs. Monster Head:


Jen went as a witch but didn't have a nose with warts, so I'm not sure her costume counts.

Oh Yeah!

Last night I finally got a call about my resume! They want an interview! I don't know if I could be more excited....

Today I am painting my Grandma' living room. Pictures tomorrow...

Ramblings about cars, babies and stomaches

Well it's back! Woo Hoo! My stomach again has decided to revolt. It's much milder this go around but it still sucks. Also, it's less scary. It's like driving an old car. The first time it breaks down you freak out, because you just know that you are going to die right there on the side of the road. Never mind that it's in the middle of your college campus - you will die. But then you don't. The towing truck man comes and tows your car away and you live and your car lives. So the next time it breaks down you are less likely to think you are going to die, you just worry about walking the 2 miles in the snow in heels. And then the next time it dies the towing guys knows you by name and you brought a book and your all "ehh… it builds character."

That's how these stomach problems feel. I'm not thinking about dying or tumors this time. My attitude is that of an old car owner. It happens, you just have to go with it and maybe jiggling some wires will help. Freaking out will not change anything. You still have to walk those two miles in the snow. Have fun. The only problem with this go around is that anytime I mention that I don't feel well people assume I am pregnant. No one did that a year ago because I would have killed them with my eyes. This year, however, any mention of nausea is received with raised eyebrows and a polite "ohhhhh".

It's not that I hate babies and pregnant women, it's just that I would rather people think I am pregnant when I actually am pregnant. And I'm not. So it's weird and I'm not sure how to handle it.

Also, back to old cars…. Ben and I are thinking about selling one of our cars since my parents have offered to give us their old one. Now Ben has owned exactly 2 cars in his life. Both were newish. I have owned 5 cars in my life and my Miata is the only newish one I've owned. Ben has never experienced the joys of owning a car that doesn't have A/C. Or a car that you can't put the drivers side window down. Or one where you can see the road through the floor boards. Or one where the trunk latch doesn't open so you have you access the trunk by folding the seats down. These are fun, character building cars. I think just for the experience we need to own an older car, although this older car is kind of cheating. It has leather power seats, A/C, and a self-dimming rearview mirror. Also, it's a powder blue Oldsmobile 88. Not only is it an old car, but it's an old car for old people. OH YEAH! We will be pimping it out…

Maybe you could help. Which car should we get rid of? The goal is to decrease debt but still have fun.

A. 2000 Honda CRV. It has 117,000 miles on it but no major problems. We owe about $2,500 on it. The problem is that neither one of us really like this car. It's not very comfortable and Ben is too tall for it. We could sell this one for roughly $6,500

B. 2001 Mazda Miata. It has 58,000 miles on it and no problems. We owe just over $8,000 on this car. We both really like this car and have fun driving it. It's just not good in snow (but we are moving south!) and it's tiny. We could sell this car for roughly $10,500.

We know the financially wise thing would be to sell the Miata. But then we would have two cars that we don't like driving, which doesn't make me happy. What do you think? Which car would you sell?

Just Made It!

So I've always wanted to participate in NaBloPoMo, but I've always realized it was November after November 1st (I'm slow). So this is the year of NaBloPoMo! I will post every day in the month of November! Let the fun begin.... tomorrow.....