Reporting from Castle Dale

I didn't bring my camera with me so don't expect any photos from this historic Thanksgiving. I don't believe I've had so much good food in so long. I've recently become obsessed with Noah's Aunt Liz's shortbread cookies in combination with Aunt Shelley's raspberry freezer jam, which gets to come back with Noah and I. I'm pretty sure I was the only person who had their own bed, there were like 23 people at Thanksgiving dinner. It was a lot of fun being with his family who love playing Mafia. I got through every game as either Mafia or a Detective. The funniest part is that it's a personal insult if you kill someone. I'll have to go into more detail later, but I'm pretty sure I'm coming back from the middle of no where 5 lbs. heavier.

Miracles Can Happen

Bedtime very shortly but I just had to brag....

MY SCOOTER WORKS BETTER THAN EVER!!!!!

($350 later that is...)

Violent Revelation

Yesterday marked the second bike accident occurring in exactly the same way in 2 years.  Last time the bike accident got me a job.  This time it made me realize I hate my job.  Funny how that happens.

I bruised my knee pretty good this time around and landed a nice bump on the head.  Noah brought me a gift later in the form of his bike helmet.  So after all that's been happening to me I've realized how grateful I am.

Things to be grateful for:

1) I didn't bust my head open even though my face skidded on the ground and miraculously didn't really even leave a mark.

2)My roommates to the rescue and then fixing me dinner (which was delicious).

3)Noah for bandaging my wounds, fixing the twisted handlebars, oiling my bike chain, adjusting the brakes, and screwing my front wheel back on.  All done without me asking him.

4)My FHE group who made me "get well" cards.  They were very creative and involved bloody depictions of the accident.

5)My parents and my grandmother who have offered to help fix Frederick.

6)A good knock in the head to realize I'm not cut out to be a legal receptionist.

The Office

Two days ago I was a witness for a will. I've never done that before.

I've discovered that paperclips are one of those things that get caught in EVERYTHING. You find them everywhere--the little devils.

Chris found me on my hands and knees vacuuming. He told me I shouldn't have to do that, (the hands and knees part, he had asked me to vacuum). I'm hoping it gets me a raise.

The cursing that come from both the clients and the attorneys, (especially Guy, "Those damn files weren't organized when they were open, but now that they're closed damn it, the will be." *Note: Guy's favorite pastimes are family history and canning), is really funny. I've actually thoroughly enjoyed it. It's made me feel like I'm back in Maryland again.

I wore Megan's skull earrings to work and showed them off to Chris after he told me I looked nice.

Chris thinks I'm crazy because I majored in art and wanted to know what I planned on doing with it. I still have no plans as of yet for that degree of mine. :)

*Notes: Still biking to work, Frederick now starts, but he only goes 5mph, (see previous post).

Prayers

I've decided that I'm going to need to be more specific next time I pray.  The Lord answered my prayer; the scooter starts in every condition, cold or warm.  One small problem--he doesn't go above 5 mph.  Imagine my friends me traveling up 700 East at that whopping speed.  I got gas and laughed all the way home where I hit a top speed of 10mph.  Then I laid down in my driveway, called Noah, and cried.  

Cried because I'd have to go to work on my bike again the next day, because I'm a slacker, because I spent $75 to fix the problem that never got fixed, because I make $9 an hour at a job that I kind of like, but kind of hate, where they are talking about not letting me go full-time.  If they don't, I don't really know how I'm going to live.  I mostly cried because I felt powerless to fix it, and Noah sat and listened and then made me laugh.  

So today I'm not crying and I'm still hoping that one day Frederick will run again and I can sell him (which really might make me cry) and get a car.  I'm just happy it didn't snow and I can still see the leaves and I can still bike to work.  Happy I can still pay the rent and my tithing.  Such is life, it's really not so bad. :)

A Wonderful Day in the Neighborhood

I suppose it's time for an update on the life of Becky Freaking Whipple.  This weekend Noah and I went to Laura's opening reception which had excellent food, people, and extremely excellent artwork.  We had a good time at the other show as well where I pulled a flyer off of the wall to participate in.  Interactive exhibits are my favorite and mine is number 64:

Put on a puppet show for your friends about a story from your childhood.

I have a whole bunch of tube socks I'm really excited to cut apart.  What story I'm going to tell, I'm not sure yet.

Work at the office is good.  I interviewed for another full-time job, but it pays partly as commission and I've decided I make more at my job right now.  Rumor is the other secretary might have another job and that means I could go full time baby!

Some other exciting news...I'm going to Chicago for Christmas to meet Noah's family.  I'm pretty excited, I've never been to Chicago for an extended period of time.  Plus, I won't have to go a whole two weeks without seeing him.  I know, you think I'm pathetic, but well what can you do?

Also, I'm thinking about starting up a wedding invitation business via the Wilk Board.  Noah and I were brainstorming ideas, but I'm open to anything anyone has to say about what I should name the invite business.  I thought Inventive Invites...let me know what you think.  Well that's all for now.  Hope life is good in your neighborhood.

A Disaster of a Natural Disaster

So I was thinking the other day of all the places I'd never want to be if there were a natural disaster:

-the bathroom

-naked anywhere

-on top of a very tall building(unless there was lava, then, I don't know)

-Wal-Mart(You might think this is a good place to be with food and such, no, the mass panic that would ensue will turn Wal-Mart into a boiling bed of destruction)

Places I'd actually like to be:

-On my scooter(just because if I were to die I'd like to go while I was riding around on it)

-Outerspace(this is would be a very opportune time to be an astronaut)

-Watching General Conference or Attending the temple