Friday, July 25, 2008

Half Day!

Today is my company picnic. It's at the summer/farm house of one of the owners of my firm. The house is way out in the country, and its absolutely gorgous. He's got to have like 100 something acres of rolling farm land, horses, an infinity pool that, honest to God, seems to fall off the hill, and 2 (yes, 2) amazing houses. One is an old white farm house, the other is all stone clad beautifulness. I love it there. It reminds me of home.

But the best part about this day is that work ends at 12. We are TOLD to leave work so we can get on the highway in time to beat the traffic. And the other best part? As much fun as I have spending even more time with my coworkers, I can skip out early and go jump! Weekday skydiving is so much fun, I can hardly stand it. Jumps are cheaper, its a great group of people, and the weekend lasts that much longer!

So needless to say, this day is dragging on longer than I ever thought possible. It's an absolutely GORGEOUS day and I can not wait to get out of the office.

Have a good weekend!

Friday, July 11, 2008

New Gear

So my brand spankin' new rig is ready to by picked up from my rigger tonight. I can hardly contain my excitement. I am sitting at my desk with this stupid shit eating grin on my face, looking at the clock every 34.6 seconds, and waiting for 5:30 to come so I can get the hell out of here and down to the drop zone. Where I will give my rigger the biggest and best hug in the world because he got it done for me so quickly.

Here he is, pre assembly and packing:


I say "he" because that way when people ask me what I'm doing for the weekend, I can say "oh, I'm going to spend all weekend with _____." Or "I'll be jumping _____ all weekend."
So, faithful readers (which, I assume, is only Daisy), give my rig a name!
This is probably the best, oh lets just say couple thousand dollars, I have ever spent. And I don't like to spend money. At all. I like to save, I'm smart shopper, and I had every intention of trying to buy a condo sometime soon. But then I started skydiving and realized that I can be happier than I've ever been in my life. And after this year is over, and I pay off my student program and all my gear, it's really not that expensive of a sport. And I can go back to my money scrimping ways and still be perfectly happy. Ever happier.
Is is 5:30 yet??

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Happy Birthday to Me!

Today is my 25th birthday. Everyone keeps asking me if I feel older, more mature, more responsible.

No. I feel more annoyed by all your stupid questions.

Generally, I'm not a big fan of birthdays. I don't like the attention, and I've been known to cry when people sing "Happy Birthday" to me (not since I was like....15 though). But this year I have high hopes. I have dreams to fill and goals to accomplish. I've found some of the best friends a girl could wish for, and I've found a hobby that constantly keeps me challenged, striving to be better, and always having fun. Not to mention poor.

I'm at a great place in my life right now. And if turning 25 will make it even better, bring it on. A number of my coworkers have told me that 25 was the best year in their life; that its a year that sticks out, a year they'll always remember. Right now, 24 is that year for me. I'm hoping that 25 will surpass it and be even better. Because I deserve it. And I want it. And I'm going to do all I can to make it that way.

(Enter attractive, funny, stable, job-holding boy.)