Well after busting my hump this week working at the lovely yet empty Holiday Inn I was able to get the weekend off. YAY! that is a very rare occasion.
This week I found out that a guy staying at our hotel has been scamming us for about a month or so.. and I fell into his trap. He came to me earlier on and claimed that someone had stolen his idenity the night before and he was wanting to know if he could get some food, anything. And I being who I am and pretty much a Queen for hospitality I gave him my gift certificate for two free meals in our restraunt. I gave him way more then two entrees. He recieved two free side salads, rolls and I gave him soda on the house.
Well come to find out that he has not only been scamming our hotel but the hotel beside us and THREE CHURCHES!
He claims poverty at churches and they give him money and he does "favors for them" to keep getting money.
It makes me sick especially when a few rooms away from his was a family whose house was burnt down and they were paying 20 bucks a day to pay for thier room. As soon as I found out about them I brought up fresh cookies and some bottled water, and on Thursday (THANKSGIVING) my co-worker, Tammy and I sacrificed our employee Thanksgiving dinner to give to the family. I was happy they were happy =]
Friday I worked in the morning, good thing because I probably would have been shopping all day. But I got off work and went to Kohls and AC Moores because it was 4 in the afternoon and I wanted to see how traashed it was going to be.
Around Nine Matt and I went to Walmart to see how trashed it was going to be, not so bad. We found out that in Long Island a man was trampled to death as he opened the doors to Walmart. How pathetic is that? People are so insincre.
Today is Saturday and Black Friday is Over, but the sales are still out there. But wait, oh yeah.. I'm done with my Christmas shopping for the most part. I do not intend to wait in lines for hours to save $2. That's why I save my gift cards I get from the year before.
Soon I will be off to watch a hockey game and stay up late because... I'm OFF this weekend!
Finals is this week. enough said....
Happy holidays!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
magazine clippings and 30 students!
So today was a hectic day. But I like hectic!
Woke up went to walmart bought some supplies to teach. Yes ladies and gentlemen.. I was a teacher today in real life!
Back in September I went to Williamsburg for training on STAY REAL, woopdeedoo.
Well today was the test, could I really pull this off? and on my own?!?
well to start things out i needed a projector and we couldnt get a spare one, then i needed my posters the company sent me, well they were locked in my GMs office grrrreeeat!
So here I am drawing graphs and other hoopla by hand on a flip chart when my fellow employees start to file in.
I themed the meeting "Seasons Change and We Do Too!" and i had really cute holiday decorations from halloween to christmas to valentines day.
The meeting lasted three hours and it went very very well! WOO two points for me!
We clippedout magazines to describe our hotel guests (in a nice way haha) and the group had very positive things to say (for the most part).
The meeting ended i went to my car to change into work clothes and as im in the bathroom i put my white shirt on and i just took off my jeans when the fire alarm went off! great should i run out in my skippies??? hahah HELL NO! i throw my jeans back on, put on my flip flops and join everyone outside the hotel, then my stomach grumbles so i run back inside to get my subway sandwhich Matt got me, and oh no!! my Coach purse!!!! well come to find out he elevators overheated and the maintanience room was smoking so fire fighters came and took care of everything
yay for firefighters! so now im reflecting on my teaching skills and listening to Keith Urban- You look good in my shirt =]
Woke up went to walmart bought some supplies to teach. Yes ladies and gentlemen.. I was a teacher today in real life!
Back in September I went to Williamsburg for training on STAY REAL, woopdeedoo.
Well today was the test, could I really pull this off? and on my own?!?
well to start things out i needed a projector and we couldnt get a spare one, then i needed my posters the company sent me, well they were locked in my GMs office grrrreeeat!
So here I am drawing graphs and other hoopla by hand on a flip chart when my fellow employees start to file in.
I themed the meeting "Seasons Change and We Do Too!" and i had really cute holiday decorations from halloween to christmas to valentines day.
The meeting lasted three hours and it went very very well! WOO two points for me!
We clippedout magazines to describe our hotel guests (in a nice way haha) and the group had very positive things to say (for the most part).
The meeting ended i went to my car to change into work clothes and as im in the bathroom i put my white shirt on and i just took off my jeans when the fire alarm went off! great should i run out in my skippies??? hahah HELL NO! i throw my jeans back on, put on my flip flops and join everyone outside the hotel, then my stomach grumbles so i run back inside to get my subway sandwhich Matt got me, and oh no!! my Coach purse!!!! well come to find out he elevators overheated and the maintanience room was smoking so fire fighters came and took care of everything
yay for firefighters! so now im reflecting on my teaching skills and listening to Keith Urban- You look good in my shirt =]
Last November
so I posted this blog on myspace, now I'm posting it here. I wrote my heart out in it without going over board.. I tend to do that...
it's crazy how time treats you.
A year ago I was an aspiring nursing student, now i'm just trying to get my associates.
A year and two days ago I drove to Sentara Leigh, it was a Monday Morning, and i had the newspaper in my passenger seat. I was wearing my white scrubs, white shoes and stupid blue apron. I woke up that morning to a ring on my cell phone. It was him, the man i said good bye to only 6 or so hours before. I was thrilled he called, but at the same time i didn't want to say goodbye again. It was Matthew. The night before we drove onto base, i had to hide in the back of his jeep under his seabag because i don't have a military ID and visitors aren't allowed after dark.
we got to the pier, without speaking a single word to each other.. talking would only provoke tears. we got out of the jeep, opened the back hatch and unloaded his bags. as soon as his last bag hit the ground he gave me that look..
The "I guess this is it" look. oh how i hate that look. the flood gates opened and i didnt want him to see me cry, so i wrap my arms around his waist and bury my head into his chest. "I dont want you to go" i told him.
it was a little too late for that. I thought to myself, while looking at the other women in the parking lot, how do they do it? How did my sister do this more than once??
So he grabbed his seabag, and i grabbed his bookbag, and we walked towards the ship.. or should i say Matts Mistress. We got to the gate of no return. and we didnt say our goodbyes but "I'll see you soon."
eight months is a very long time i thought. by the time he left we'd been dating for only a year and 9 months, and it felt like 8 months was longer than that! he kissed me goodbye and walked to his new home: a barrack with 100's of beds, in stacks of three, with a mattress pad no more than 2 inches thick.
i walked back to his jeep, trying my best to keep my composure... no body needs to be driving someone elses car and get in a wreck thanks to blurry eyes, and a depressed hormonal driver. I got home and went straight to bed, cried for hours. then my phone rang, it was him!
He called me after he mustered to tell me he loves me and to hear my voice one last time. the ship wasn't to pull out until morning, he'd try to call me again. and he did.
i couldn't read the newspaper before i walked into the hospital to work that day, so i waited until the end of the day. no one likes a student nurse who is hormonal with puffy eyes!
a year and two days later, i see him every day. he has his own home, with one bed, and a extremely comfortable matress with pillowtop. i can hear his voice every day and i also get kisses on a regular basis. no more boat food for him, and the one thing that both of us were deprived from while he was gone... no not sex. geez get your head out of the gutter!! but each others companionship.
there is talk about another cruise for him, and he has the option to do a split tour and change commands and not go on cruise, but i learned a lot while he was gone. i met some really great people, and not so great people. some who are dear to my heart and some who i will remember forever.
My sister has been through many many many deployments in a very short lived time. I envy her relationship with her husband, but at the same time she is my role model, I want my relationship to be like hers. I never look forward to Matt being deployed, but I do look forward to the challenge the Navy has for us loved ones here at home.
A year and two days ago was suite possibly the worse day in my life, but I am happier than I have ever been before today.
it's crazy how time treats you.
A year ago I was an aspiring nursing student, now i'm just trying to get my associates.
A year and two days ago I drove to Sentara Leigh, it was a Monday Morning, and i had the newspaper in my passenger seat. I was wearing my white scrubs, white shoes and stupid blue apron. I woke up that morning to a ring on my cell phone. It was him, the man i said good bye to only 6 or so hours before. I was thrilled he called, but at the same time i didn't want to say goodbye again. It was Matthew. The night before we drove onto base, i had to hide in the back of his jeep under his seabag because i don't have a military ID and visitors aren't allowed after dark.
we got to the pier, without speaking a single word to each other.. talking would only provoke tears. we got out of the jeep, opened the back hatch and unloaded his bags. as soon as his last bag hit the ground he gave me that look..
The "I guess this is it" look. oh how i hate that look. the flood gates opened and i didnt want him to see me cry, so i wrap my arms around his waist and bury my head into his chest. "I dont want you to go" i told him.
it was a little too late for that. I thought to myself, while looking at the other women in the parking lot, how do they do it? How did my sister do this more than once??
So he grabbed his seabag, and i grabbed his bookbag, and we walked towards the ship.. or should i say Matts Mistress. We got to the gate of no return. and we didnt say our goodbyes but "I'll see you soon."
eight months is a very long time i thought. by the time he left we'd been dating for only a year and 9 months, and it felt like 8 months was longer than that! he kissed me goodbye and walked to his new home: a barrack with 100's of beds, in stacks of three, with a mattress pad no more than 2 inches thick.
i walked back to his jeep, trying my best to keep my composure... no body needs to be driving someone elses car and get in a wreck thanks to blurry eyes, and a depressed hormonal driver. I got home and went straight to bed, cried for hours. then my phone rang, it was him!
He called me after he mustered to tell me he loves me and to hear my voice one last time. the ship wasn't to pull out until morning, he'd try to call me again. and he did.
i couldn't read the newspaper before i walked into the hospital to work that day, so i waited until the end of the day. no one likes a student nurse who is hormonal with puffy eyes!
a year and two days later, i see him every day. he has his own home, with one bed, and a extremely comfortable matress with pillowtop. i can hear his voice every day and i also get kisses on a regular basis. no more boat food for him, and the one thing that both of us were deprived from while he was gone... no not sex. geez get your head out of the gutter!! but each others companionship.
there is talk about another cruise for him, and he has the option to do a split tour and change commands and not go on cruise, but i learned a lot while he was gone. i met some really great people, and not so great people. some who are dear to my heart and some who i will remember forever.
My sister has been through many many many deployments in a very short lived time. I envy her relationship with her husband, but at the same time she is my role model, I want my relationship to be like hers. I never look forward to Matt being deployed, but I do look forward to the challenge the Navy has for us loved ones here at home.
A year and two days ago was suite possibly the worse day in my life, but I am happier than I have ever been before today.
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