3 day "hey we're excited about our new place-celebration"

This has to be a quick one as it is a wee bit late here and I've had a few sips of Bacardi because of a game I'll explain in a sec.
We've moved into our new place and couldn't be happier. We've upgraded from 1 to 4 rooms, plus a bathroom that doesn't reek, and a bed that feels like we're sleeping on a cloud.
In the past 3 days (including this evening) we've been partying it up like VIPs. Thursday was our move-in day, which we were able to take a break from in order to head down to Cheers and partake in all you can eat free appetizers, as well as all you can drink free Harpoon beer. We were allowed into this "name on the list"- only fiesta because we signed up to be part of the friends of Harpoon, which is basically a beer fan club. We haven't eaten that well in months.
And then there was last night. Earlier this week, I started working at the dental office I was previously offered (and had to turn down b/c of being accepted into hygiene school) employment. Within an hour of my starting my first day of helping out, the new dentist handed me an invitation to an "Adios Summer" party she was throwing at her building. I was nervous/excited about it, wondering if it was gonna be a professional hob-knobbing or more of a laid back funfest. It was the latter and then some. There was free food of all sorts; chicken, steak, veggie, fruit, and cheese trays, shrimp cocktail, etc, and live music. There was also an open bar which was stocked bigtime including Grey Goose martini mix and whiskey by some company called Glenmorreit (sp?), pronounced Glen-more-aeeee or something along those lines. The denists of the office were there along with the wonderful woman who hired me to the job, and about 30 other people in this high-end apartment building. Everyone had a great time, I don't think we spent any downtime not talking to someone, it was a social mingling dreamland, plus I got some great advice about the field and learned that the people at the office like me and seemed interested in hiring me after I'm done with hygiene school. Boo yeah!
Tonight was a little more low key. Our friend and former housemate William came over and had some supper, then we watched Boondock Saints, excited that we actually recognized a lot of the panoramic scenes they cut to in the movie. Now for the explanation of the drunkenness for a 3rd night in a row. We decided to make a drinking game out of the movie, that we'd take a sip every time someone dropped the F-bomb. 20 minutes into the movie, we had already cleared 2 whole mugs full of Bacardi and Dew, and decided that maybe the F-bomb wasn't the greatest word to pick out for the drink trigger for this one. Maybe we should've stuck with their prayer or something used slightly less often. This brings me to now, excited to tell of my finally blooming social life (okay it's more like just this one weekend) and get to bed. After that movie, I feel like I am in need of some church redemption tomorrow. We'll see how easy waking up for that will be in the morning...

The sweet smell of...getting rid of the urine-stinking bathroom

We finally get to move on Thursday!!!!!!!
We get to escape the urine-smelly bathroom, and the 3-story trek to the basement "kitchen" which I like to consider more of a dungeon/e-coli fest than a sanitary food prep spot. Oooh ooh, and the housemate that lives across the hall from us, who is always up until 3 in the morning inconsiderately loudly snapping his fingers and clapping his hands at random. It doesn't even have a rhythm, that I could put up with, this is sporatic hand-clapping and finger-snapping. For a while there I thought he might've had some kind of Parkinson's or something; Nope, he's just annoying. And another thing we won't miss: If anyone out there has seen Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, in the opening scene, our main character heads down the stairs for breakfast only to smuck his head on the door frame at the bottom of the flight. TJ and I laughed our asses off when we saw that, only because it happens to us on a daily basis here. Our new place has high ceilings, we don't have to lose any more brain cells due to ceiling-concussions anymore. No, if we want to lose brain cells, we can willingly do it the old fashioned way by drinking them gone now!

I really love Boston. Last night, TJ and I went down to the Fenway area to see what the bustle is like right before a Red Sox/Yankees game. We found a spot at the Cask and Flagon's outdoor seating (right behind the Left Field Pesky's Pole), sat and ordered some poor excuses for fried cheese curds, and watched the crowd. Now we weren't inside the park, but it was still the coolest baseball experience I've ever had. Occasionally we'd see the rare Yankees fan walk by, one of which was brave enough to yell out "Go Yankees" and then proceeded to be booed by everyone in the vicinity for the rest of his walk into the park. Behind us was a 4 piece ragtime band which gave us some really cool soundtrack music to capture the mood of the pre-game. Last time we wandered past Fenway, we saw some Boston city police in kilts giving a bagpipe performance. There's something you don't see every day. We stayed there through the top of the first inning, about 20 giant LCD HDTVs on behind us inside the bar, and the actual game happening 100 feet in front of us. The lag time from the cameras gave us some suspense, as we could hear the roar of the crowd about 7 seconds before we'd actually see the excitement on the tvs. We hauled butt home as we noticed the monsoon rolling in, and made it back with only getting soaked through to the outer bones. It made me a little tired for my 6:30 wake up time for work, but it was well worth it. This is gonna be a fun 6 years!

A much needed rant

I no longer have a mother, I only have Cindy, a selfish bitch who puts her brainwashing boyfriend before her own daughters' needs.
She refuses to understand why her asshole of a boyfriend doesn't deserve to sit up in the front pew (designated for family members) at my wedding. She yelled at me that I have to respect her wishes and that he WILL be accompanying her for my wedding. To that, I reminded her that as the one getting married, she should be respecting my wishes. We are, after all, paying for the majority of the wedding, therefore should have the say in things. She then threatened to no longer offer to pay for the reception food "if that's how we're gonna be about it." That's a direct quote. Okay, so she's holding the payment of the reception food over our heads as a ransom to throw her boyfriend around at us. Thanks, that's really what a real mother would do to her youngest daughter getting married.
When I requested that I be her priority during the month I'll be home for the wedding, as I will need her help in the final planning process while I'm home, she replied with "You're not going to be sabotaging my relationship just because you're getting married." That's also a direct quote. I brought that back up to her today saying that was very hurtful, and she didn't even say she's sorry or didn't mean it. I told her that if it was a situation of me needing help with flowers vs. Dick wanting her to go kayaking with him, I expect her to help me and tell him no. She didn't agree with me, she simply said that we (which to her means everyone but her (i.e. me)) should be cooperative in things. i.e. I have to put up with her shit again and she's probably going to choose Dickhead over me.


Bitch

A much needed rant

I no longer have a mother, I only have Cindy, a selfish bitch who puts her brainwashing boyfriend before her own daughters' needs.
She refuses to understand why her asshole of a boyfriend doesn't deserve to sit up in the front pew (designated for family members) at my wedding. She yelled at me that I have to respect her wishes and that he WILL be accompanying her for my wedding. To that, I reminded her that as the one getting married, she should be respecting my wishes. We are, after all, paying for the majority of the wedding, therefore should have the say in things. She then threatened to no longer offer to pay for the reception food "if that's how we're gonna be about it." That's a direct quote.
When I requested that I be her priority during the month I'll be home for the wedding, as I will need her help in the final planning process while I'm home, she replied with "You're not going to be sabotaging my relationship just because you're getting married." That's also a direct quote. I brought that back up to her today saying that was very hurtful, and she didn't even say she's sorry or didn't mean it. I told her that if it was a situation of me needing help with flowers vs. Dick wanting her to go kayaking with him, I expect her to help me and tell him no. She didn't agree with me, she simply said that we (which to her means everyone but her (i.e. me)) should be cooperative in things. i.e. I have to put up with her shit again and she's probably going to choose Dickhead over me.


Bitch

Finally a second to relax

So I've decided to turn down Restoration Hardware in favor of the bridal shop. The bridal place called me and said they will hire me...as soon as they hire a full time person first. So I'm in limbo waiting for that fateful phonecall allowing me to work there. They gave me their word that I will be offered the position as soon as they fill the full time spot though, so at least I have that one pending. It might even be better that I'm waiting for that one since I already need a weekend or two off in the beginning here to get started with school and go to Iowa for a couple of friends' wedding. I've also been hooked up with a few very good paying dental assisting hours, so that will also tide me over until the other one comes through.
Things have died down for the most part this week. TJ and I refinished a wooden kitchen table we bought for $60 (including 4 chairs) a little while ago. The sanding and stripping left us very sore today, but after 2 coats of stain and sealer, it's looking pretty darn good. We were a little heartbroken to discover that we could've bought a kitchen table with 2 chairs at Target for $40, but that one was half the size of ours, so we still feel okay about this one. While sanding the table yesterday, we opened the windows in TJ's car and turned on the radio for some working music. We must've had it on for about an hour at the most. We then jumped in to go get some tools and the thing wouldn't start; we had killed the battery. Fortunately, one of Boston's finest was sitting in his car out in front of the house, so we talked him into helping us jump the car. The officer was very hesitant at first and really didn't look like he wanted to do it. We coaxed him into it after about a minute of sweet and innocent pleading.
Today we're gonna try out a new burrito place we heard about last night called El Pelon Taqueria and then possibly attempt to brave the rush and buy some bedroom furniture. This weekend is a tax-free weekend in Massachusetts, its shopping frenzies rivaled only by the day after Thanksgiving-Christmas rush. It would be nice to save 5% off of a furniture purchase though. We're still debating this one. Other than that, it's a pretty low key weekend for us. Tomorrow we need to track down a Lutheran church in this catholic and jewish-dominant city...that's a scavenger hunt in and of itself...

We've been up to a few things...

We've been busy lately!
After much deliberation, (and a lot of near-fall-asleeps in the middle of several mattress stores) we finally found a bed for our new place. I finished my summer class last week on a very good note, and have found myself in the middle of a potential-job confusion. I applied at several places for jobs, the first of which I was turned down for a simple host job. Then things turned around. I applied to Restoration Hardware, a wedding dress shop, and a seafood restaurant. I interveiwed with each, in that order, and then got the phone call of a lifetime. The dental office (which I previously turned down an offer from in order to start hygiene school this fall) offered for me to put in some part time hours with them. Yeah, I'd be an idiot to pass up on that one! Since this is a weekday/no weekend kind of job though, I doubt I'd be able to squeeze in enough hours to actually make enough to keep my head above water (although the pay and experience in those few hours will make it beyond worth it to put in the effort). This means I still need another job in order to be able to afford my wedding, etc.
So I got a job offer from RH yesterday and accepted it. I start training on Tuesday, but I really really would much rather work at the bridal shop. I have a second phone interview with the bridal one either tomorrow or Tuesday, and I'll call them tomorrow morning to try and get it then, possibly explaining that I would much rather work there and that I have a job offer. Hopefully that would lead to them telling me if I can turn down RH and expect to be hired there... I hope.
Job confusion aside, TJ and I have been having some fun hanging out with one of our housemates. He's from Philly and has enjoyed going out with us checking out the sites in town. Last night we had some drinks here and made our pilgramage to Harvard Square to check out the nightlife. Man does that beat 'Scoes from back in college! Our last and favorite stop was at a 3-story Irish pub around the corner from Harvard U. We had a great time (from what I can remember,) and are repeating the celebration in 2 weeks when the housemate's girlfriend comes out to visit. I'm used to eating Ranch sticks (also known as Topper's stix to my comrades back in WI) with ranch dressing after going out while in college, and being deprived of this has left me with a craving that I have yet to get rid of. TJ's sick of me talking about them already, but I will not rest until I find some form of replacement here.
This morning, after much water drinking, the three of us made our way down to Chinatown for some authentic Chinese food. No, not the americanized chicken fried rice type of food (which I still really like), but real, really really good chinese food that you'd actually find (and not get laughed at for asking for) if you travelled to China. It's 6:30 pm and I'm still stuffed and satisfied from our lunch at 1:30! The three of us also ate our stomachs out and it only cost us a total of $25.
We wandered to Boston Common to get a backstage tour of the Taming of the Shrew set from the Shakespeare in the Park thing they do every summer. TJ and I actually saw the play a couple of nights ago and it was pretty darn good. I didn't exactly know the storyline, and didn't put together the fact that the movie Ten Things I Hate About You is based off of that play. (Cue lightbulb above head flickering on here.)
Ok I'm gonna go on a hunt for some cheesy bread and ranch dressing now...

We've been up to a few things...

We've been busy lately!
After much deliberation, (and a lot of near-fall-asleeps in the middle of several mattress stores) we finally found a bed for our new place. I finished my summer class last week on a very good note, and have found myself in the middle of a potential-job confusion. I applied at several places for jobs, the first of which I was turned down for a simple host job. Then things turned around. I applied to Restoration Hardware, a wedding dress shop, and a seafood restaurant. I interveiwed with each, in that order, and then got the phone call of a lifetime. The dental office (which I previously turned down an offer from in order to start hygiene school this fall) offered for me to put in some part time hours with them. Yeah, I'd be an idiot to pass up on that one! Since this is a weekday/no weekend kind of job though, I doubt I'd be able to squeeze in enough hours to actually make enough to keep my head above water (although the pay and experience in those few hours will make it beyond worth it to put in the effort). This means I still need another job in order to be able to afford my wedding, etc.
So I got a job offer from RH yesterday and accepted it. I start training on Tuesday, but I really really would much rather work at the bridal shop. I have a second phone interview with the bridal one either tomorrow or Tuesday, and I'll call them tomorrow morning to try and get it then, possibly explaining that I would much rather work there and that I have a job offer. Hopefully that would lead to them telling me if I can turn down RH and expect to be hired there... I hope.
Job confusion aside, TJ and I have been having some fun hanging out with one of our housemates. He's from Philly and has enjoyed going out with us checking out the sites in town. Last night we had some drinks here and made our pilgramage to Harvard Square to check out the nightlife. Man does that beat 'Scoes from back in college! Our last and favorite stop was at a 3-story Irish pub around the corner from Harvard U. We had a great time (from what I can remember,) and are repeating the celebration in 2 weeks when the housemate's girlfriend comes out to visit. I'm used to eating Ranch sticks (also known as Topper's stix to my comrades back in WI) with ranch dressing after going out while in college, and being deprived of this has left me with a craving that I have yet to get rid of. TJ's sick of me talking about them already, but I will not rest until I find some form of replacement here.
This morning, after much water drinking, the three of us made our way down to Chinatown for some authentic Chinese food. No, not the americanized chicken fried rice type of food (which I still really like), but real, really really good chinese food that you'd actually find (and not get laughed at for asking for) if you travelled to China. It's 6:30 pm and I'm still stuffed and satisfied from our lunch at 1:30! The three of us also ate our stomachs out and it only cost us a total of $25.
We wandered to Boston Common to get a backstage tour of the Taming of the Shrew set from the Shakespeare in the Park thing they do every summer. TJ and I actually saw the play a couple of nights ago and it was pretty darn good. I didn't exactly know the storyline, and didn't put together the fact that the movie Ten Things I Hate About You is based off of that play. (Cue lightbulb above head flickering on here.)
Ok I'm gonna go on a hunt for some cheesy bread and ranch dressing now, I'll try to update again soon!