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Name: Jessica
Location: United States
Birthday: 3/4/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: jesus, tulips, dancing, dark chocolate, my family, dogs, bike rides, sunshine, different cultures, affection, driving with the windows down (convertibles are even better), lipstick, traveling, laughter, surprises, lying in the grass, sunblock, iced-tea, jumping on trampolines, and trust
Expertise: I am no expert.
Occupation: Woman
Industry: Love
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
8/3/2004
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| I'm sitting here, at my desk, eating my hodge-podge of a lunch and feeling guilty about my lack of desire to continue this work. By the way, this is a feeling that is increasing with each passing day. The lack of desire. Not the guilt. (Lord, help me.) I listened to the inauguration on the radio this morning and couldn't help but feel all of the excitement through the airwaves. It gave me chills and jitters that hot tea could not cure. I wish I had been there. That I could have been one of the many. It must have been such a sight to look upon, the hords and hords of people gathered for quite the historic occasion. I'm sure it was unbelievable. And then once belief set in, completely unforgetable. The person "who shall not be named" officially resigned today. That makes for two this month, which is a lot considering there are (were) only eight people in this office. We have a 25% turnover rate at this moment. Not bueno. My question: Who's next? I have already confiscated her plant. It's mine now. It WILL find a happier home on my desk. Promise. And I will now be keeping the window shades how I like them kept. So there. But seriously, there is a sense of relief in the air. And apparently we're going to the Superbowl?? Who ever thought THAT was possible! Not me. But I'm starting to look forward to it anyway. | | |
| except for in places like the North Pole and Antartica. But just five feet to my left, through the sliding glass door of Chris' apartment, it is -14 degrees outside. Or so the news anchor says. But generally speaking, the cold has not been as bad as I thought it would be. I think preparation has been the key. Preparation and layers. We brought the right clothes, man. Simple as that. Who knew the cold could be manageable!
Christmas in Breckenridge was fabulous. I've never experienced the whole white Christmas deal before. And I'm sold. Really. Why? I skied for the first time ever (discovered that I'm a natural... a natural that needs a lot more practice/experience), made snow angels with Momma, met some of Chris' friends, sang karoke with my little red-headed nephew, played a lot of UNO, and went sledding as a fam. Pretty good, huh! It was so delightful to get some quality time with my Colorado fam.
1. I dislike how my family has sprawled out geographically over the years.
2. I like the idea of visiting my family in their far-away beautiful cities.
3. Gene and Lisa, I have got to get over to San Diego to see you guys next. 
It feels a little crazy to not be in Phoenix right now, given that Pete is there. He comes to Phoenix, and I leave town?? I don't like that. Not one bit. But when I get back, I'll have a whole week with him. Which is just SO much time. It'll be good. We're making lots of plans. He's coming with me to my holiday work party and my cousin's wedding. Anyway, I can't wait. I am crazy about him.
Merry Christmas.
Happy 2009.
And goodnight to you.
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| Give me your eyes for just one secondGive me your eyes so I can seeEverything that I keep missingGive me your love for humanityGive me your arms for the broken-hearted The ones that are far beyond my reachGive me your heart for the ones forgotten
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| There are times when in conversation my "conversation partner" will say things to me like, "YES, that is the perfect word/phrase to describe THIS situation." (By the way, I may or may not be adding emphasis where I see fit.) But it has happened twice so far this week, I'll have you know. After that happens I think to myself, "YAY! I got the RIGHT word/phrase to describe THIS situation!" And then I wonder to myself, what if I became an editor? Or a writer? What if I got paid to play with and rearrange words? I think that sounds really really really fun... | | |
| Because I work on a flex schedule, I don't set my wake-up alarm anymore. I make my own hours and start my day whenever I want to. I just need to make sure to communicate my general schedule with my supervisor and to put in at least fourty hours each week. But other than that, I work when I want to. I haven't been feeling well the past couple of days and so I guess I needed extra sleep because I didn't wake up until after 8am this morning. After getting ready and taking care/playing with Lucy, I finally got into work about 10:30am. I love that I can do that. Otherwise: My job focus is support, customer-service, and advocacy. I am not micro-manged. I am learning a lot.(It's humbling to find out that I don't know much.) I am liked by my co-workers, and I like them too. There's a big window next to my desk. Sounds like a great job, right. Although I am really enjoying my job, I don't think I will make a career of it. Some things missing in my job: a great amount of one-on-one interaction with kids, lots of time off, a bigger caseload/bigger sense of purpose, the school atmosphere. These are good things to be discovering about my-professional-self, though... | | |
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