A Toast to Mickey and Julie

Mickey and Julie Haranda. Hands down, two of the best people I know, two of my most favorite people in the world, two of my good friends, two people I can't imagine NOT having in my life have just had their one year anniversary!!! CONGRATULATIONS!!! It seems like yesterday I was at their wedding and I'm still as happy for them as I was a year ago...I freaking love those two and I can't wait to see them next time I'm in Houston!!! So, here's to you Mr. and Mrs. Haranda, you two are seriously wonderful people and I wish everyone was just like you :] 

On a side note, I hate my job. I know, everyone in America says that, what makes me special? Nothing. But still, commiserate with me a little bit. I'm really trying to make the most of the situation that I'm in but in all honesty I hate waking up in the morning just for the fact that I know I'll have to go to work. I really, really dread going in each day. I love the people that come into the facility, I like the people that I work with on a day to day basis, but what I hate is how we get treated. The executive director doesn't consider us ("us" being the people who work at the front desk) to be part of the "professional staff" which is BS. If anything we're probably some of the most professional people because we know everything that is going on each day and we bear the brunt of the complaints and yelling and questions that people have. It's not a hard job, it's nothing fancy but it is probably the most thankless job I have ever had. Anyways, I digress, I could go on and on about how horrible my job is but I'm not going to.

For the past few weeks I've been feeling pretty down about how my life has been going while here in Kansas. I love the town, I love seeing my sister every day (even if the feeling isn't reciprocated) and I am SO excited for my nephew. But the thing that is so difficult for me is that I don't have very many friends. I definitely don't have anyone I can call up when I'm having a bad day and ask to go get coffee so I can vent, I rarely go out on weekends, I really have no social life. Granted, that's not a bad thing at all, but I would just like to have a friend that I can go to and know that I can count on them. However, I got a good piece of advice from a guy up here that I'm talking to and he told me that I need to stop thinking about Texas so much and look at what surrounds me here and my life here will only work out if I want it to, I need to find out what's important to me and let things flow. And he's totally right. I think that since I'm dwelling on the life that I left in Houston I'm really not able to really start my life here, and that's something I need to remember.

So, back to the real reason I started writing this blog (sorry Julie, I got a little side tracked when I went on my rampage). Mickey and Julie. I wish you two all the happiness in the world, you guys are always in my heart and I love you two so much and I hope you have at LEAST 74 more anniversaries.

Love y'all :]