Photo: Cute baby boy!

August 30th, 2010 @ 6:57 PM   1 Comment

It’s really time that I leave work, but before I head home I must share a picture of the cutest little boy in the whole wide world.  I babysit for little J every other weekend, and while making extra cash (instead of spending it at bars) is always a plus, I think I  love looking at his adorable face and snuggling with him even more.

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Taking a shot at… golf?

August 30th, 2010 @ 6:52 PM   1 Comment

So twice in the past three weeks I’ve engaged in the most unlikely of all pastimes.  Given my previously expressed interest in finding a new hobby – I can at least say that I’m proud of myself for getting out of the house and, well, trying something new.  But golf?  Really?  Okay, it’s not like I took a lesson with Tiger, or even shot a full round (mind you, I didn’t even shoot one hole), but still – I did something, the same thing, twice in three weeks!  That sounds like a.. new hobby.


Let’s back up -

So a few weekends ago I was at home keeping company with some old friends from college and my dear best friend Linds, and we, out of boredom, decided to make an action packed afternoon.  We went furniture shopping, ran errands, went to the driving range, ate dinner at the country club, attended a minor league baseball game, went to a comedy show at the Comedy Connection and then finally, made a night of it out on the town.  I said it was action packed, right?

So yes, up there somewhere in my fun filled day was: a trip to the driving range.
I must say, I somewhat surprised myself with how easy the golf swing came to me.  Being a lifer in the game of softball, I was worried I’d be swinging for the fences.  I didn’t.  I got the hang of it quickly.  Surely Gramp’s golf lessons in Florida as a small child helped.  No?  Okay, well maybe.  Anyways it was fun.  My balls rarely cleared 100 yards, and my swing is far from perfect, but it was fun.

So this past weekend when forever boyfriend turned ex boyfriend turned maybe kind of back together boyfriend and I were thinking up activities for a nice Saturday outing, what came to mind?  The driving range.  We did a bit of Googling to find ranges near the city and took a chance with a McSomething’s in Dedham, MA.   It was great.  Cheap, available, and well.. yanno it was a driving range.  So we hit and hit and hit, and TJ taught and taught and taught until…

I broke his F’ing golf club.  What is this baseball?  Are we using wooden bats like the pros?  Or is this hockey?  Yea, I’ve had my fair share of broken sticks.  But until Saturday, I was not even aware that you could break a golf club.  After nearly a full bucket of balls I took one swing at the poor sucker and whooosh.  Off flew the head of the club.  I’m pretty sure the head (don’t know what you’re supposed to call it) went further than the ball on that drive.
Fortunately it (and the ball) went straight, and the head of the small 3 year old driving next to me (I kid you not, 3) was spaired.

After that drive we finished with minigolf.

Where I proceeded to beat TJ!  I think.. at least that’s what he told me on the walk back to the car.  He must really love me, well at least when I’m not taking a thousand annoying pictures.

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When I grow up…

August 30th, 2010 @ 5:35 PM   No Comments

All of a sudden I’m having another one of my many quarter life crises.  And this time, it’s in regards to my still-unknown career path.  Youth, education, non-profits, for profits, programming, project management, where the heck am I going with all of this?  Why can’t I have a clearer sense of what I want to do for the rest of my life, and more importantly what I’m good at? I mean what I’m really good at.  Not what I want to be good at, or what I tell people I’m good at during interviews.  What do I actually do with ease, and do well?  I have no flipping idea.

I talk a big game in interviews, but in interviews it’s not about what you want, and it’s not even really about the role that you’ll potentially be spending 60 hours a week fulfilling.  It’s about selling yourself to convince the other guys you’re worth it.  Since when is that a good thing?  Since when is that honest?  When I rack my mind with the many interviews I’ve walked away from – even the ‘best’ ones and the ones that seemed ‘most promising’ seem to be pretty damn fake.  No matter how ‘honest’ and ‘comfortable’ they all were, no matter how well I got along with the other folks… I was selling myself.

I’m a pretty worthy young lady.  I (think I) know this.  So I feel like it’s time to start being more honest about what I’m good at, what I want to do, and what will actually fulfill me moving forward.  What kind of work will I actually enjoy?  What kind of work will make me want to go to work each day?
I feel like I should start turning interviews around on the company and bosses I meet with and start asking them about what they have to offer me!
(Disclaimer:  I have a job, a rather good job.  And no, I’m not interviewing… I’m just thinking… out loud.)

Ugh.  I don’t know where all this is coming from – I’m just fed up with the 9-5 (read: 8AM-7:30PM) of life.  I think I want to be a writer.  Or an actress.  Or a greeting card creator.

Where, oh where do I start?

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Help.

August 30th, 2010 @ 5:26 PM   No Comments

What the H-E-double hockey sticks am I doing?

“At the time, my life just seemed too complete, and maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.”
- Chuck Palahniuk

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