Wednesday, May 1, 2013

The Things You Learn

Today is my very last day at the company I've worked for since August. It's the shortest amount of time I've ever spent at a job, other than my short stint at BB & B - If you're known as the clumsiest person most people know, don't try to work there. Climbing ladders is a condition of employment. I've always considered myself a very loyal person, so I wasn't surprised when I woke up this morning feeling a bit guilty about all of my responsibilities that I have to hand back over to my boss, and to my bosses boss. They aren't replacing my role, it's just not an option at this time.

However, in the short nine months that I've been here I've learned a lot about a little, and pretty much nothing about the industry. It is what it is, and I'm super excited to be moving on to a company where education, training, and personal growth are just three of the virtues that they insist upon their employees.

This morning while I was getting ready (between 7:45 and 8:30, supposed to be in the office at 8am - whoops!) I was thinking of all the things that I have learned here, and how I can use these lessons as I move forward. I spent some time comparing my previous company, full of twenty-something hopefuls who work their butts off for a little bit of pay and respect, and my current company full of, well, not-so-twenty-somethings full of people who have put their time in and are still working their butts off for a little bit of pay and some respect. I decided to put together a list of the things I learned, and I hope it's something I come back to in the future to reflect on.
  • You never know how much you are appreciated until you put your notice in.
  • If there are stinky smells coming up from your sink, it's because you need to either a) run water down the drain to get the water that's stuck in the trap to go down or b) you need to clean food out of the trap. The trap is the part where your pipes bend, which leaves a little section where water and food like to sit.
  • Things are not the way they used to be, and they probably never will be again. Fifteen years ago, working as an Admin was a good job. You could become a millionairee just by putting your time in and buying stock in the company.
  • The Golden Rule is still relevant.
  • Women in their twentiess are way more supportive of each other than women in their forties and fifties. I like to believe that it's not the same everywhere, but at my old company women showed each ten fold more support than I've seen in the last nine months.
  • Don't speculate. It's annoying to hear what people think is going to happen. 90% of the time, it never does.
  • There are about twenty-five different coffee vendors in the greater Indianapolis area. If you ever become a coffee sales person, you'll be picked more often than not by the samples that you bring and if you follow up. Ain't nobody got time to follow up with a coffee vendor.
  • Sames goes with vending machines. I know way more about the coffee and vending business than I care to know.
  • Instead of men putting air in the company car's tires, they'll come back and tell you that the tire pressure light is on.
  • No matter the industry or the office environment, there will always be that one person who you just know is a pot head because they have the best stories. And they tell you them over and over and over.
  • No matter how bad it gets, or how many jobs you don't get - never, ever, stop believing.
  • People 35+ do not know how to effectively use Outlook. Teach them. You will make their life better and isn't that a goal as a human being?
  • Leave a small bottle of Static Guard in your desk at all times. You'll avoid a super embarrassing walk down an aisle of professionals with your dress sticking so tightly to your body that they can see every bump.
  • You're never too small or too big to do any job. Be where they need you to be.
  • Someone put their notice in at the same time as I did. Let's just say there's a right way and a wrong way to let your boss know that you're leaving. Don't burn a bridge, you never know where or when you'll see them again.
  • Layoffs are everywhere, and still happening. Don't fool yourself.
  • And lastly, if you aren't happy, recognize that before you end of sitting in a room answering phones for thirteen years. It's a death sentence.
I'm sure there's lots more, but you get the gist.

I'm going to spend the rest of the day finishing things up, visiting the sinkhole (what the ?! - here's your sign) that opened up last evening within steps of my office, and saying farewell!

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Little bit of this, little bit of that.

Time flies!

I won't apologize for my lack of blogging; mostly because I find it annoying when other people do it. Life is busy, sometimes people have nothing to say, and other times people have too much to say but can't figure out how to put it into sentence form. I can attribute my lack of blogging to all three reasons. But, Ashley called me a slacker so I'm back, for now. ;)

Wedding Update

I almost had my first bridezilla moment. Thankfully beer, pizza, and a well-timed text message reeled me in pretty quickly.

Sean and I went to Jos. A. Bank to pick out tuxes. This should be easy, I thought. Ha. Did you know that there are a GAZILLION different vest and tie options? Did you know that no one carries solid colored vests? Not to mention the fact that it was prom season and a Carmel Housewife and her pimply-faced High School junior cut in front of us and stole the ONE table and ONE computer they had set up to go over the available options.

After waiting a solid 25 minutes for someone to acknlowledge us, we began the tux shopping experience. The only good thing that came out of this appointment was that Sean agreed that he liked the midnight blue tuxes. Once we got into the vest and tie options, the lady was totally confused by what I wanted and just was not following or helping me. Gosh, I can feel my blood pressure rising as I type this. I wanted exactly what was in the picture for the ushers, and she looked at me like a deer in headlights. Sean was pretty open to what I was suggesting, but I could tell he was irritated by the entire experience so far. Once she started confusing what I wanted the groomsmen to wear with what d the ushers will wear I knew the appointment was going nowhere.

We gave the lady the names of our groomsmen and ushers, and she told us that she wouldn't be able to cater to our ring bearers because they don't have tuxes in their sizes.  Fine, whatever. Get me out of here.

Before I totally lost it, we left and went over to enjoy a pizza and chug some beers. My blood pressure returned to normal, and Cara responded to my frantic text messages reminding me that "They are only tuxes."

Truer words have never been spoken.

This past weekend my bff, Ashley came up to visit. She went with me to Jos. A. Banks, but a different location, on Saturday - a total whim of a trip, I had planned on going with Cara and Sean's sister, Elizabeth. But, we were at Hamilton Towne Center anways and they had a Jos. A. Banks right there.

The moment we walked in I could tell it was going to be a better experience.

A lady came right to our assistance and after I explained the experience at the other Jos. A. Bank location she said, "Well, I'm a tux expert so let's get this figured out."

The very first thing we did was look up in the computer to see if the lady from the other location had added our information. Of course, she hadn't. Somehow I had everyone's numbers in my phone, so we were able to add all of the groomsmen, the ushers, the ring bearers, and Sean's dad to our account.

The event was created and we were off and running. She explained that the vests, while they don't look solid when your up close, they are a nice solid gray when you take a step back. She also showed us how they would be photographed. She really is a tux genius! She explained that they could indeed, put our ring bearers in ANY tux that they had available. By far, the best news of the day! We organized what the groomsmen are going to wear, as well as the ushers and we moved onto what Sean was wearing, and what his Dad was wearing. It was so much easier than my previous experience.

Plus, she gave us an extra free tux rental! Instead of giving one person a free tux, she divided the amount up and we applied it to the cost of all the tuxes so everyone could save a little money. Weddings are freaking expensive, for the bride (and her family) and groom (and his family), AND for all the people who are actually in the wedding with us.

I walked out with a smile, and a check mark next to Figure out the damn tux situation box on my to-do list.


Our cute Ring Bearers. Isaac, Eli, & Levi. :)


The Groomsmen. Rob, Keith, Justin, Joe, Pat, Shaun, Andrew
 Life Update

I was offered a new position that I just could not turn down. It throws a wrench in Sean's and my life plans, but we're still getting married and we're still going to do everything we planned on doing... we are just not sure where yet. It's an exciting time, and I so exicted about this turn of events. It's going to be rough for the next few months, but the payoff is huge and totally worth it.

Happy Tuesday, y'all!

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Linkup Thursday!

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1. I laughed so hard I cried when... Megan took all the puppies in the movie Bridesmaids... still makes me laugh, just thinking of it! Matter of fact, I think I just planned my Saturday night.

2. My high school... is the pride of the east side! Bitches.

3. It really pisses me off... that my face keeps breaking out as if I'm not drinking a gallon of water a day and avoiding all chocolate. I'm 29 freaking years old and it's the worst I've ever had.

4. In ten years... my student loan payments will be gone!

5. If I could erase one thing... a really terrible decision I made in 2008. That's all you get.

6. In 1999...  I was a Freshman in highschool... and was just getting to know my HS bff, Katie.

7. Honestly... why does water coming out of a reusable water bottle taste so disgusting to me?

8. To me, Sushi... totally worth the money, most of the time.

9. Someone really needs to invent... an umbrella for the sky. Shouldn't we be able to control the weather by now?

10. The first time I drank alcohol... I was barely 20, at IU. What do you expect from one of the #1 party schools in the nation?

11. The one question I would ask God is... am I doing okay?

12. Lindsay Lohan... totally cray cray, but I love it when she lets her hair color be natural


Check out how others answered the questions at Holly's blog!

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

A to Z

A. Age: veinti y nueve
B. Bed size: Queen
C. Chore you hate: I hate folding clothes and putting them away. Hit the dryer start button again, please.
D. Dogs: Eventually, I think I want one. If it's a girl, her name will be Ola. If it's a boy, his name will be Dipo. See what we did there?
E. Essential start to your day: A shower, otherwise I feel like I'm sleeping all day.
F. Favorite color: Not a fair question. All of them.
G. Gold or Silver: Either. But if it's going to be gold, I need to pick it out.
H. Height: 5 feet 5 inches of awesomeness
I. Instruments you play: Used to play flute and tenor sax
J. Job Title: Administrative Assistant
K. Kids: Lucy, Eli, Graham, Levi, Addison, and Katie are my favs
L. Live: Living is good. Live music is better.
M. Married: Dude, ALMOST! :)
N. Nicknames: Betsy boo boo, Betsy Eugene, and thankfully I haven't heard anyone call me Boots recently. I hated that nickname.
O. Overnight hospital stays: Just once. When I had my gall bladder removed. Best and most painful couple days of my life. But my Grandma was admitted to the hospital at the same time so at least I had a good buddy.
P. Pet peeve: If I listed them all, I would no longer be liked. But my biggest pet peeve is when peeps text other people in the same room, amongst company. If it can't be said out loud at that time, then there is a better time and place for it. Show some respect.
Q. Quote: I love lots. But right at this moment in my life, this is the one I keep going back to: 
"The first step towards getting somewhere is to decide that you are not going to stay where you are."
R. Righty or Lefty:  Righty
S. Siblings: Lots. One older sister, one older brother, two little sisters. Two brother-in-laws, one sister-in-law and I'm about to add more once I get hitched. I love having a big family!
T. Time you wake up: 7am-ish
U. University attended: Indiana University
V. Vegetables you dislike: Lima Beans ;)
W. What makes you run late: Hitting the snooze button one too many times. Or stopping at the gas station for an emergency caffeine fix. Or the stupid light at Keystone & 96th Street.
X. X-rays you've had: I've broken both my arms, so there's two. And they take x-rays at the dentist too, but that has been done more than once.
Y. Yummy food: Ashley's Pizza Cups... Addicted.
Z. Zoo animal favorite: I'm always amazing at large freaking elephants.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

So Long!

Tax season is over! Can I get an AMEN?!

Whew! That was tougher than I thought. I honestly didn't think that going to Jim's office after putting in my normal days work would be that rough. But, let me tell you... after five days of thirteen hour days, one day of beer-festing it up, and another two days straight at Jim's office I AM POOPED. Not to mention the three weeks I put in before I started going over there every night. And wouldn't mind hearing the words "tax", "process", or "invoice" for a few months.

I will make a pretty penny from all the time I spent at his office, which honestly, makes it all worth it in my mind.

My big plan is to use some of the money to buy Sean's wedding band, to buy new running shoes, and put the rest into my IRA account... must.start.saving.more.money.

I found some Mizuno's on Amazon that are a good price, and while I like my Saucony's (which I spent a pretty penny on back in December) I'm ready for a switch-up.



And finally, now that tax season is over it's time to get back on the wedding train. I have a lot of balls up in the air right now and it's time to make them come down and put them in the spots they belong.

Here's a few pictures from our Saturday Brew Fest experience in Bloomington this past weekend.













Monday, April 15, 2013

Boston

"Running is a sport of goodwill. It's the only sport in the world where if a competitor falls, the others around will pick him or her up. It's the only sport in the world open to absolutely everyone, regardless of gender, age, ethnicity or any other division you can think of. It's the only occasion when thousands of people assemble, often in a major city, for a reason that is totally peaceful, healthy and well-meaning. It's the only sport in the world where no one ever boos anybody."
-Roger Robinson, Runner's World, April 15th, 2013


Thursday, April 11, 2013

Slow News Day

I don't think that last blog about my wedding color choices really give my vision justice. You will just have to wait and see, I guess! I'm sure when the time comes there will be lots of blogging with lots of pictures to remember our most special day.

I apologize for this uber boring blog post, and to try to make up for it I was going to present you with a blog I wrote in 2008. Remember Live Journal? My friends-at-the-time and I used to blog all.the.time. Mostly about boys. And school. And as it turns out, I really loved Jack Johnson because I ended almost every one of my entries with lyrics from one of his songs.

So, instead of an old blog post, you get Jack Johnson lyrics. Enjoy.

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song I could sing
But I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepia tone loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? and where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together

[Chorus:]
MMM its always better when we're together
Yeah, look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
When the morning light sings
And brings new things
For tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be
We'll Sit beneath the mango tree now

Its always better when we're together
Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

MMmmmm MMMmmmm Mmmmmm
I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no song I could sing
And there is no, combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

All Things Wedding: The Color Edition!

157 Days to go!

Wowzers. Time is flying.

One of the biggest decisions a bride has to make before starting any wedding planning is what color scheme she wants to go with. I started out wanting purple, then red, then back to purple, and then finally deciding that I just can't decide. That's the biggest reason I decided to put my bridesmaids  in gray dresses. It allows me to use whatever color I want, wherever I want it without clashing. Just call me a color genius.

Here's where the color scheme stands right now.

I know we'll probably have red roses, but I also want some purple, maybe blue, and bright green mixed in. I tried calling the florist two weeks ago but she never got back with me. I guess I should make another soon.

I am really pushing for deep navy blue tuxes. I found a picture and THEY LOOK AWESOME. Plus, I figure that kinda goes with Sean and his love of the Yankee's. Navy Blue Pinstripes are classic.

The little girls will wear cream, which matches my dress but will have a satin ribbon around their wastes that will be different colors. I'm thinking something like deep red for Lucy, deep purple for Katie, and a lighter brighter green for Addison. The little boys will be wearing a tux, whatever color we end up choosing for the guys tuxes.

The reception hall is just beautiful. It's all golds, dark wood, and there's some rose color. There's no decorating needed. Which is possibly why my stress levels about the reception are pretty close to niche, nada, zero! We just have to get the food, the seating, and the drinking right.

I'm learning that the biggest thing my color scheme or lack thereof is affecting is the invitations. I know I want to assemble my own, mostly to save some moola, but also because I want to be in control of how they turn out. I've already put together the wording, but finding the paper to see my vision carried out has been a task. I was going to try and find a local paper store, but ain't nobody got time for dat! So, I found an awesome website that has pre-cut paper in every color imaginable. I ordered eight different color samples and they should be here this week. Once I look over the colors with my sister, my matron-of-honor, and my Mom, I will place the order for the different pieces we'll need and the invitation train will be in motion!

I'm still feeling good about all this wedding stuff. No bridezilla moments so far!




Friday, April 5, 2013

Contentment

Yea! It's Friday!

This week has been rough. Three days this week I didn't get home until around 10:30pm due to working at Jim's tax office. We're in the dead middle of tax season so next week doesn't look very promising either. Thankfully, April 15th is only ten glorious days away. I've never been one to wish away time, but I'd be cool with a FF button right now.

I don't know why everyone keeps saying the economy is coming back, because in times like these, it sure as hell doesn't feel like it.

For the second time in the seven months that I have been employed, there were layoffs at my day job. With those layoffs came some restructuring and I'm now responsible to answer the phones three days a week. "They're making me go backwards", I thought. The very first job I ever had after taking time off from college, was answering phones. I was not born to sit in a room and answer the damn telephone every time it rings. I was born to be moving around, to be creative, to think critically. I was not born for this!

While I'm friendly to all, I only talk on a personal level to about three people in the office. You can bet your dogs boots that they all knew I was frustrated by this turn of events. One of the people I talked to, reminded me that I should be thankful to be working still, that sometimes you have to let others do their part and while you're waiting, basically saying that sometimes"contentment is okay." Meh.

I decided I'd try and have a good attitude about it, and I started by "Betsy-fying" my new responsibilities. I made stuff look pretty. I'll do pretty much anything if it's pretty. I've already received a few compliments on the changes I've made and it reminded me that sometimes you have to suck it up and make the best of the worst. Is that what contentment means?

As I was heading home from Jim's office last night, Ashley texted me and said she had seen an e-mail from her boss to the Director asking what the status of bringing me on board was at this time. Ah. "Just let others do their part Betsy, and while you're waiting, be content."

Some people are geniusly genius... you just have to be willing to listen.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Ashley's Pizza Bites

Sick Little Man
I got most of my bridesmaids together this past weekend to finalize their dress choices and place the order - YAHOO! Ashley decided to make a weekend of it and came up Friday night to hang out. After work, I went to visit Eli, my nephew, in the hospital who was battling a rough tummy bug. He was in there three nights and it was probably the saddest thing ever. I brought him a cute card, a doggy stuffed animal, and a Where's Waldo book to help keep him occupied while he laid in bed. Although from what I understand he spent most of the time drinking a little milk and then falling back asleep. Peyton Manning's Childrens Hospital treated him well, and he finally started feeling better on Monday. Praise the baby Jesus!

After my visit with Eli, which was more of a visit with Joe since Eli was sleeping, I met Ashley at Marsh to pick up beverages and the items we needed to make Ashley's Pizza Bites.

Since it was Good Friday, Sean and I couldn't eat meat. Which kinda ruined Ashley's idea to make pizza bites, but have no fear! We waited until midnight and then she showed me how to whip up these little cups of low-calorie, low-carb goodness.

I highly recommend these to anyone - and I highly recommend getting creative! You can do anything with these - pizza, taco, Chinese, veggie, breakfast, WHATEVER you can dream of, you can enjoy. These little won ton wraps were sent directly from heaven, I'm certain of it!

Ashley's Pizza Bites
1lb Spicy Sausage
1 package of mini pepperoni (usually found by the sliced meats in the refrigerated section)
Baby Taco Salad Shells
1 can Chef Boyardee pizza sauce
1 bag shredded mozzarella cheese
1 package Nasoya Won Ton Wraps (found in the health food refrigerated section)
salt, pepper, garlic powder, and crushed red pepper to taste

In a cupcake pan, press one won-ton wrapper into each cup. Make sure all four corners are up, creating a little bowl. Bake in the oven at 350 for about 5-7 minutes or until the edges turn brown.

Just a dollop of sauce!
Brown the sausage until fully cooked. Add a handful (if you love pepperoni add as much as your little heart desires) of mini peperoni's and a handful of mozzarella cheese. Mix the sausage, pepperoni, and cheese together - add spices until it tastes good to you.

Move the Won Ton bowls to a cookie sheet. They should look like teeny tiny taco salad bowls. Fill each with a spoonful of the sausage and peperoni mixture. Add a dollop of pizza sauce (be careful not to use too much pizza sauce!) on top of the mixture and cover with shredded cheese.

You will have extra mixture left over - you can refrigerate it and it will be good for about a week or so. These are so easy you can pop them in whenever you want for a snack! Have unexpected guests? impress them with this quick, healthy, and easy snack!

Bake 7-8 minutes or until the cheese has a little color to it.

ENJOY.

After entering this recipe on My Fitness Pal , I figured out each pizza bite has 100 calories. Last night Sean and I made these bites with Turkey Sausage and Turkey Pepperoni (I diced the peperoni into little pieces) and they only had 60 calories in each pizza bite.
  
Cheesy Goodness

The final product!

Monday, April 1, 2013

I got the blues

Mondays are never fun. I'm sure they could be fun if you have a job that you love, or if you knew you didn't have to work Tuesday, or even if you had dinner plans with your friends after work. But just like my hate for Wednesdays, my hate for Monday was pretty strong this morning. Some people would say, "Well, you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed and put your poopy pants on instead of your awesome pants" but I call shenanigans.

So, instead of being all poopy because it's Monday, it's chilly outside, and I have an earache - I now present to you

What Motivates Betsy List

Reading Blogs
For example, www.mamalaughlin.com - she's totally ridiculous, but she cracks me up. and she makes me want to blog like her - saying totally ridiculous things and making up my own words. But I'm not that funny. She used to be chubby and now she's a certified badass.

Chai Tea Latte
I can't drink pop like I used to, and when I say I used to I mean in the twelve years that I've been allowed to drink pop (my Mom didn't dare allow us pop, smart woman). Anyways, it gives me this weird feeling that makes me feel like I'm going to faint. Also, I find it hard to focus when I'm on the caffeine. Coffee turns my teeth yellow, so it's just not an option.
On the way back from Sean's grandmother's funeral, my future sister-in-law, Elizabeth, and her hubby, Shaun, stopped at Starbucks. Elizabeth got a hot chai tea latte. Shaun got an iced chai tea latte. Maybe it was the other way around, I don't remember. Shaun ending up getting bored with his so he gave it to me, and that's when I had my first glorious sip of chai tea latte. I'm addicted. Perfect amount of caffeine, not too many calories, and heaven in my mouth.

The Health & Fitness Board on Pinterest
If I don't feel like working out, or really want to eat something crappy, I hop onto Pinterest and go straight to the Health and Fitness board. It never fails me. Something always pops up that reminds me how hard I've been working and there's no point in sabotaging myself now.

Upcoming Wedding
166 days to go. My dress is hanging in my apartment. We just ordered the ladies dresses.
THE HONEYMOON HAS BEEN BOOKED.

Impending Spring
I know spring has arrived according to the calendar, but not according to the temperature. Thinking about summer dresses, shorts, tank tops, sunglasses and tan lines puts a smile on my face and makes me want to work it like none other.

I guess this list turned into
"What Motivates Betsy to Get Her Butt in Shape" 
- sorry if you were looking for something different.  

Grocery Shopping
I agree with the quote, "you get fit at the gym and lose weight in the kitchen."

My Aunt Suzanne
She died way too young. I'd like to see Lucy, Eli, and Graham get hitched one day.

That's all for this list, for now.

I hope you decided to put on your awesome pants this morning instead of your poopy pants. Writing this list just forced me to change out of my poopy pants, and put on my life is good pants. Whoop, whoop.

After all, Stephen Kellogg says it best..."Happiness depends on how you handle the day..." Well said, Stephen, well said.


Friday, March 29, 2013

Banking Woes

GOSH I hate banking.

Things were a lot easier when I was in high school, working at Pizza Hut, and only had to run to Members Credit Union every two weeks to cash my check. I don't think I even had a debit card then, my parents had been using them for so long they didn't even care that I didn't have an account of my own. My money was usually blown on clothes, hair, and make-up anyways. Oh and gas, too. But that was back when gas was $0.99 a gallon and I could fill my little Chrysler Horizon (loved that precious little blue car) up with $10 whoppin dollars. Whatever. The point is I don't think I ever actually deposited any money into the credit union account.

For whatever reason when I moved to Bloomington I thought it was a GREAT idea to open a bank account with Chase. I liked the idea of having a bigger bank, and at the time I felt like it was a small bit of evidence that I was growing up and didn't need the account that I had set up with my parents to survive financially. I remember the first time I logged in and saw my student loan money had hit - pay day! I was so dumb then. If I only knew then what I know now...

I started working pretty much right when I got down there for school, and for the first time ever I remember trying to save money for whatever disaster was due to strike. It felt good, but I never did get the hang of it. I remember anytime I was desperate for a little financial help from my Dad he would be willing to help to a certain point, but would groan about how long the lines were at Chase and how much easier this would be if I still had my account at the credit union. Eventually I got to the point where I knew I shouldn't be running to him if I needed money help, that I would need to figure this out on my own.

Things with school weren't panning out as I had hoped.

{Tangent Alert}It's hard to know when your 18 years old what you want to do with the rest of your life. I know a lot of people who knew exactly what they wanted to do and they went and did it. I know a lot of people, too, who didn't know what they wanted but they wanted to finish school so they did and they now have a degree they aren't using. Finally, I know a lot of people who are like me... and don't want to spend the money to finish school just because it's what you're supposed to do. If I'm not totally into something, then I don't give it my all. C's aren't acceptable grades to me, so if I can't go and put my mind to it to get an A or a B, then it's not worth it to me. {Tangent Alert Over}

I landed a job at Author Solutions and started the beautiful process of having checks directed deposited into my Chase account. Oh, what a happy day it was when I got my first real, 80 hour, paycheck. I remember thinking, "well, this is easy! Just show up to work, do what you're told and they'll pay you and they'll insure you!" I never had a problem with Chase not depositing my check, I never had a problem logging into my account, and I certainly never had a problem simply trying to check my balance.

Fast forward about seven years.

Since Sean and I are getting married, I decided I would make the financial stuff as easy as possible for him and transfer all of my stuff over to PNC since he was already established there. How sweet of me.

Lucky me, I'm marrying a man with a finance degree who knows how to handle and save money.

However, from the very first day I opened my account with PNC I have had problems. The website never loads properly - I always get at least two error messages before the site completely crashes on me. Twice now, my card has been declined when I know for a fact there is money in the account (and no, the money wasn't pending, it was just sitting there waiting to be used). And probably the most annoying thing that's happened the last three pay days - "We're sorry, we are experiencing difficulties and you cannot access your account at this time." WHAT?! Why?! It's my account! Let me see my paycheck before I go donkey on your buttocks (is that a saying?).

This never happened with Chase. If for some reason the website was down, we got a nice little e-mail letting us know other ways we could check our balance. With PNC, I've got nothing. No e-mail, customer support is always backed up (probably because a thousand other people are calling in), and their ATM's seem to go offline the same time their website does.

I used to say I hate Chase, but looking back, Chase was good. PNC is like the little brother who can't get figure out how to tie their shoes and they keep tripping all over everyone and everything.

I know a lot of women who are afraid to give up their financial freedom once they are married, but I am not one of them. We're waiting until we're actually married to add my account to his, but besides actually marrying Sean, that is going to be one of the best days of my life. I can't wait until my only role financially is to go to work each day, try to make more money each year, and follow the budget that Sean and I have negotiated.

Have I said, I can't wait?!

This banking nonsense is for the birds.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

A Very Delayed Long-Weekend Recap





Harry ‘Buddy’ Lee DeVol III, 59

JAN. 18, 1954 — MAR. 16, 2013

My dearest best friend, Ashley, lost her father to a hard-fought battle with skin cancer. Ashley and her Dad, Buddy, had the type of relationship that most father-daughters only wish for. They fished together, they cooked together, they hung out together whenever they could. Ashley was "Daddy's little girl" and there isn't anyone who would tell you differently.

When I found out he passed away, I knew I couldn't be anywhere else but down in Bloomington with her and her family during the process of giving him a proper farewell. Ashley has been there for me through all of my ups and downs and in's and out's over the past gazillion years, and I've come to love her family as much as I love her. I needed to be there.

After a little resistance from my boss - hey, I had the time to use, let me go be with my friend during the hardest time of her life. K, thanks. I took Thursday and Friday off to work and spent four days down in Bloomington.

I packed a ton of clothing, and pretty much anything I thought I would need for a 10 day trip for a long weekend away. I'm a major over-packer, so I was happy that I could literally pack my last seat full of four different sweatshirts, dress clothes, spread-out clothes, shoes galore, my pillow, blankets, etc. When you aren't sure where you'll be staying it's good to be prepared.
Getting their hair did.

The four days in Bloomington went really fast, as they usually do.

I got to Buddy's house around 1:30, just in time for the family to hold their private service for Buddy in the basement. Mandy, Patrick and I stayed upstairs with two of the little girls to keep them occupied. Mandy and I had our hair done by the little girls - which turned out well for Mandy, but turned out to be a horrible idea for me considering I wore my hair curly that day and used a ton of hairspray. OUCH! Thankfully Patrick was willing to take my spot and have his hair combed. I won't even mention the packing peanuts we let them play with - WHAT was I thinking?!

After the service ended, we joined everyone downstairs and enjoyed food that Mandy donated from the restaurant she manages. Mandy deserves an award for always being so willing to just be there, whenever, whatever, and however she is needed. I can see why she's earned the best friend title from Ashley.

Sean came down for a little bit to give his condolences and spend a little time with us. He brought beautiful bright pink roses for Ashley, and we all enjoyed good conversation before he took off to visit his brother in St. Louis for the NCAA tourney.
Brandis, Me, Ashley - please note the scenery.

Thursday night we spent the evening at Chad (Ashley's brother) and Karen's (Chad's BEAUTIFUL fiance) and I was quickly reminded HOW MUCH I MISS this group of people. Grilling in 18 degree weather, playing garage volleyball, and drinking crap beer are only minor reasons. The major reason is that I was happy - these people make me happy. There's friendship, there's respect, there's silliness, there's companionship, and most importantly there's an invisible string that binds us all together and that string is braided with years of helping each other live our best lives. It's true that you just don't find good friends everywhere, and when you do find them NEVER LET THEM GO.
Friday afternoon I had my second interview (whoop! whoop!) which went really, really well. They are
expected to make a decision in the coming week or so and Sean and I will then decide what direction our life will take. While he was in St. Louis he had Chinese food, and he sent me a picture of his fortune - I think it says it all!

After my interview, Ashley met me at the mall and we wondered around shopping. I bought some cute jeans and the same IU sweatshirt that Ashley has, but in red. What can I say, she has good taste! We then went back to Chad and Karen's to watch IU beat James Madison Dukes to advance in the tourney.

Friday night, Ashley's bff from high school came from Terre Haute to visit and be there for the family. I hadn't ever really had a chance to hang out with her, and I am so glad she came because she's a doll. She's just like Ashley. I had so much fun getting to know her and we ended up talking well into the night while everyone else slept.

My hair still smells like camp fire.
Saturday was the Celebration of Life for Buddy at his house. I suppose I should have painted you a picture so you could know what his place is like. The most important thing to note is that he built the house with his own two hands, and it's probably the most unique house I've ever entered. From the outside it looks like a cabin, but on the inside it is just stunning. You walk in the foyer and you are welcomed by an open-concept, wood-framed A-frame ceiling, with a sunken living room and a fireplace that you usually only see in magazines. The house sits on 72 acres of land, so as you can imagine there's always a fascinating view no matter the season.

There were a lot of people who came to pay their respects, and the day was jam packed with hugs, tears, and thankfully, sunshine. As the evening approached, a bonfire was started and beers were cracked open. The rest of the night was spent partying it up the way Buddy would have wanted - lots of singing, guitar playing, dancing, food, and enjoying each other's company.

I was quickly reminded Sunday morning that I am no longer in my young 20's and I can't party hardy like I used to. After attempting to swallow down Mexican food from my favorite Mexican restaurant in Bloomington, I made the trek home just in time to watch IU barely make it past Temple to advance to the Sweet Sixteen of the NCAA tourney.

And then I slept. Hard.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

St. Patrick's Day Recap

We may or may not have started
celebrating on Thursday night with $3
beers at Stacked Pickle.
It was all Sean's idea.

Saturday afternoon IU played in the Big Ten Tourney, the game was set for 1:40pm and well, we just won't talk about how that game ended.

However, everything else went perfectly wonderful that day. Except my desserts, but I'll explain more in a bit.

We invited whoever wanted to come over, to come over - any time after noon.

I knew no one in my family could attend sadly, since it was such late notice. Lucy was sick, Justin & Erin had plans with friends, Jenny & Patrick were attending a birthday bash, and Laura was working. Oh, and my parents were in Arizona soaking up the sunshine and enjoying Red's Spring Training baseball. insert copious amounts of jealousy here. Maybe next time.
Sean's family on the other hand was available, so his parents, sister, and their combo of three puppies came over to visit. Sean's friend Marsh, and our best brew friends came over. It was a good mixture of sports-nuts, beer-nuts, and girly talk. (We also finalized our menu for the rehearsal dinner which is super exciting!)

Friday night Sean hit up the liquor store and packed our fridge full of Guinness, Irish beers, and he even got me a little treat - Sixpoint's 3 Beans Beer. It's a mix of beer and coffee, and I just love it! Sean's Dad brought a cooler full of different beers, as well as our best brew friends. There was no shortage of beer, or styles of beer that day.

I made two crock pots of meat - one chicken, and one steak and we had all of the taco fixin's to feed everyone who was hungry. I also tried my hand at baking and while everyone said my concoctions tasted good.. they weren't really pretty, and they definitely didn't turn out as planned.

I hate baking. It's officially official.

Even though I sprayed the shiz
out of the bottom of this...
I made (No Bake) Mint Oreo Melt aways and St. Patrick's Day Blondie's (You can click on the names of the baked goodies to get to the recipes.) If you would like to try to make either, and then comment on how awesome your attempt turned out, I encourage it. It won't even bother me, because I have officially decided I am just not a baker.

Deceiving.
I hate that I have to use measuring spoons and watch the timer. I hate that you can't substitute whatever you're missing for something else that you actually have in your cabinet, and I hate the time it takes to prepare, bake, and clean up. Cooking is way different to me - I can create things, "Betsy Recipe's" as I like to call them. I can add, take away, or completely change a recipe at my will. But, not with baking. If you don't follow the recipe to a T you might as well as pick up store-made cookies and ice cream to back you up. And sometimes, like in my case, even when you do follow the recipe to a T it still doesn't turn out as anticipated. It's annoying. And I hate it. And it makes me grumpy.

Anyways, to further my point the (No Bake) Mint Oreo Melt aways never set so it was messy, gooey, and not pretty. It did, however, still taste good... or so they said. The St. Patrick's Day Blondie's were okay. But, they were kinda boring.


There were lots of shirts to choose from, but this one
seemed most appropriate.

Elizabeth agreed to be the baker of the Davies family, so at least I have that side of family covered. Praise the baby Jesus!

We all basically just sat around, enjoyed each others company and enjoyed food and drink. Basketball was on the TV ALL DAY so we didn't watch any movies or anything. Elizabeth showed me her plans for her hair the day of our wedding (love it!) while Colleen worked on her crossword puzzle and the guys talked about beer, food, basketball, and the weather. Speaking of the weather, we didn't have the amazing weather we had last year so the windows were all shut and we had our heat on. I hung silly clover garland over the drapes and Sean had on his super cheesy St. Patrick's Day shirt. He has no Irish in him, but I do, so the day was worth celebrating.

And now I feel like I'm reaching to add more substance to the day, but there isn't really much else to report. Good food, great company, yummy beers, and bad desserts. I hope your St. Patrick's Day was just as fulfilling!