Hello All,
How are things in Colorado, we hear that you may receive some snow this weekend?! It's funny to think about snow, seems like forever since we saw it but it really wasn't that long ago. Since we have been in San Diego we haven't once used the heat or A/C, it's pretty crazy. Last night it rained and rained making for great sleeping weather.
Murry is done with his first two weeks of work, he seems to be enjoying it. The hours are long and we find ourselves missing each other throughout much of the day. It's pretty neat how excited we get to see each other at the end of the day.
My job search is going well. The job market seems really healthy here. Today I had my third interview at an Internet company and it went really well. I would be the office manager and also in charge of H/R if I get the position. We will see on Monday! I am a little ambivalent about the line of work, I feel like maybe I should have applied for more biology related positions instead of what is comfortable. I guess it's good to be saving money while looking for the perfect job!
We probably haven't told you much about our new place! I hope to post pictures in the next few days, but until then I will tell y'all that we LOVE where we are living. We have a two bedroom apartment in an area of San Diego called Rancho Bernardo. Rancho Bernardo is a lot like Highlands Ranch, there is even a street near us call Highland Ranch Drive! Our complex has three pools and a newly remodeled fitness center. Our apartment itself is two bedrooms and has never been lived in since it was renovated. The kitchen is equipped with stainless steel appliances and looks really classy. We are using the second bedroom for an office/library. Murry has so many books that we had to purchase a huge bookcase to hold all of them! The bookcase almost takes up an entire wall! We are as unpacked as we will be for awhile, with only a few lingering boxes hiding in the second bedroom's closet. It is nice to be settled, it sure has been a long time coming.
Anyhow, we (and Marty) thought that having this blog might help us stay in better touch. So please, please, please post anything you would like, even 2 year old Monique can type something! We miss you all lots hope you have a wonderful weekend.
Lots of Love,
Aspen
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6 comments:
Glad thigs are going well, but... we miss you, we miss you, we miss you!
HI SWEETIES. Sorry Murry....
How very nice you're settled. Show us those house pictures, youse guys.
It's almost warm enough to wear my FBI T-shirt.
I'm happy you like your job Murry. It's *offbeat* for sure, but it sounds truly interesting to me. Then again, I'm *offbeat.* lol
And hey - I've got a blog going too. I'm just not ready to share it yet. We can link each other!!!
Ain't the internet great?
lotsa love
Daddio
btw, imaginethat is me.
Paul Wayne, that is.
Imagine that.
As you can see, A&M, starting a blog is challenging. lol I mean, getting an audience.
Looks like the Farmer's Almanac is right on - it's pretty dang warm, but the snowpack is growing, Whew... I don't ever want to live through a drought like 2002 and 2003.
I'm hanging new stage drapes at the Art Center. It has one of those cottage cheese ceilings. One of the ladies, and Karen Immerso Aspen, freaked. "You're releasing asbestos into the air." I mean freaked. I expected OSHA to walk in the next day.
Yes there are trace amounts of asbestos in cottage cheese ceilings. Work stopped. Big production coming up. Fly in an asbestos "expert" from Denver. Building shut down on Friday while he was taking samples.
Oh, $1200 later, the results. The highest level recorded was more than 100 times lower than the maximum allowed, and when you consider that the Art Center is at the busiest intersection in town, and that asbestos is in brake pads and clutches, well......
I asked the man to do an outside air sample. He told me, I swear, that he'd "better not do that." Why? "Well, if I get high readings outside, you could have the highway shut down."
Oh yeah. At least, nobody was freaked out yesterday over the threat of asbestos.
love ya guys,
Dad
OK, here's a tidbit for comment. I choked on my coffee reading this:
Last weekend at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Toni. What I came across was a 100,000-volt pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on an assailant. The idea is to allow my wife -- who would never consider a gun --adequate time to retreat to safety. WAY TOO COOL!!
Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded in two triple-A batteries and pushed the button. Nothing! I was Disappointed. But then I read (yes, 'read') that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs and I'd know it was working.
Awesome!!! (Actually, I have yet to explain to Toni what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave). Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right?!! There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh and blood moving target. I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it.
She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong?
So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and taser in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.
So, I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, "don't do it," reasoning that a one-second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one-second burst just for the heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION @!@$$!%!@*!!!
I'm pretty sure Jesse Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, and body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs.
You should know, if you ever feel compelled to "mug" yourself with a taser, that there is no such thing as a one-second burst when you zap yourself. You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor.
SON-OF-A-... that hurt like hell!!! A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected what little wits I had left, sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they end up there??? My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I'm still looking for my testicles!! I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return.
If he had it to do over again, and I was the cat, I'd leave the room. And I hope, really hope, for the guy's sake, that his testicles show up sooner rather than later.
pwf
Well, I'm trying to stir comment. 8o/
I gotta get my blog publicly viewable, just not quite ready yet.
C'mon y'all!!!
Dad
(Paul Wayne)
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