Facebook Relationship Status

Yes I am blogging about this right now.
I was going to give my man a heart attack and relationship request him online. I threw out a teasing text about it and was expecting some uncomfortable response much like "...wow...isn't it a little..soon?"

But no. His response was, and I quote: "I don't care"

WHAT? THAT IS AWFUL.

He wasn't commitmentphobic, but then again, he wasnt like jumping around excited about it either?

Neutral middle ground is normal and healthy and gross. WHERE IS THE DRAMA!?

I am such a girl.

Pictures

I'm going to make the goal of taking way more pictures for the purpose of this blog. My cute little house is very photogenic, I'm sure. I'll get on that jazz ASAP.

My also a pic of my handsome man, too? Who knows?

WARNING: The man in my life has many tattoos. So brace yourself for that. But don't think prison tattoos, think wearing-a-beanie-and-a-v-neck tattoos. You know what I mean.

STARVING

Today was supposed to be my first day off in 7 days. This morning, the phone rings. It's my boss.

I pick it up, knowing what's coming.

Sure, boss. I'll be there in 20.

I AM SO POOR I CANNOT BE DENYING EXTRA SHIFTS! I really wish, however, that I had remembered to eat, because its 1:30 in the afternoon now and I think my stomach is going to start digesting itself.

Even though my boss just walked by and asked me to stay late, and even though I am starving, and even though our bookkeeper is gone for the weekend so I probably won't get paid today, I am still having a FANTASTIC day.

I have an incredibly challenging man in my life. I have never had a relationship make me work so hard on myself, or make me so aware of the presence of God in my life.

FANTASTIC

Hotels are nuts

My job is surreal sometimes.

Like the other day when a full grown woman came into the lobby, pulled her pants down, sat in a chair, and peed in it.

Or like today when we caught a couple...umm...doing stuff.. in the elevator...

Stuff that when I tell people, I can make it funny, but when it is happening right in that moment I am horrified and shocked and very aware of human body parts.

No matter how many naked people I see though, I really do love this job. I am working with people all day, I have AMAZING hours (Monday through Thursday 8-4. AMAZING) and I make better money than I was planning on.

I'm grateful for this hotel and this weird little town. Love.

Prescott whatnot

I just moved into a new place here in Prescott. It's huge, has alot more privacy, the kind of place I can invite people to.

The place I had before was tiny, no sunlight, but worth it because I the rent was so low.

Now I'm looking for a second job so I can afford all the fun stuff I want to do.

But, I miss my family! They are so far away! Nikki and Sam just got sealed and I feel like I was there for a hot second then I left. Depressing.

Plus I had to fly into Phoenix and it was ONE HUNDRED AND SIX DEGREES WHEN WE LANDED. Anyone would be cranky coming into that.

Ugh.

On the upside, I have a man I kiss sometimes. More to be revealed on that later.

For now: MY BLOG SUCKS AND I KNOW. GET OVER IT, TWO READERS THAT I HAVE.

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE ALF-ALFA

I AM FAMOUS

So a while ago this annoying group of people came into my work and starting taking craploads of pictures of this old dude posing with a credit card. I was actually working at the time and wasn't as cooperative as they were hoping ("can you tilt your head slightly to the left?" "can our make up person give you a touch up?" "NO")

It turns out that these photos are going to be in a magazine. I have no idea which one or when, but I got an email thanking me and it included some of the pictures. ENJOY MY GLORY, ARIZONA!


IGNORE THE OLD MAN FOCUS ON ME


Subtle product placement.