Sshhh! I'm Hunting for Wabits!

The hunt continues for my elusive dream home.
This one wasn't too bad.

Even though this tree was dead.

But the back yard needed

more work than I was willing

to put in.

Keepin Busy

This week I met with my real estate agent. She is an ex-teacher, ex-nun, who is forceful and spirited. I asked her to show me townhomes and spent the entire afternoon looking at condos. I had to set her straight. I don't want a condo, I want a townhome. Unfortunately, San Antonio doesn't have any townhomes in my price range in the neighborhoods that I want so, I am looking at SMALL starter homes. I have an appointment with my agent today to look at some of them. I was incredibly depressed after that first day of house hunting and hope that I have a better day today.



I also met with my mortgage broker this week. He tried to convince me to buy a more expensive house. This is EXACTLY why I have put off home buying for so long. I hate anyone in selling. I was incredibly successful as a salesperson in college without getting people to buy shit that they didn't need (after all everyone needs shoes, right?) My mortgage broker is super tall, 6ft plus. I am sad to report that he is married with kids, but it is OK because he was kind of gangly--think Uncle Mark (sorry Laura). So anyway, I am cleared for house buying.



Thursday night I met up with one of my mom and stepdad's old friends. She is in the Junior League here in San Antonio and she knows how much I like helping the community so she invited me to attend an informational meeting. I am super stoked because, although it may be bougie, I think it is a great organization that helps this community a lot. Plus, all of my guy friends will be excited to know that there were a lot of hot chicks there that I will be befriending and so hopefully their prospects will increase. But it will come with a price, you all need to get out there and find some guys to introduce me to. So this is me signing up for the Junior League. I am sure that this will be a future source of entertainment for us all. By the way, the room that the meeting was in had fabric wall paper. The curtains matched the wall paper to the T. Where the tree pattern on the wall ended, the other half of the tree pattern was shown on the curtain so that the window curtains gave the illusion of being a part of the wall. Plus there was a large cruela de'vil-like picture of one of the founding junior leaguers. It was intense! Wishing you the best year ever....Mel.

Aye Papasitos!

Today was Eileen's birthday and we went to our favorite Mexican eatery, Papasitos. All the gals and guys from our department were there, teachers, administrators, tutors, and spouses. It is great working with people who are your friends outside of work (as long as everyone is happy).

We hadn't planned it, but 4 of us all dressed in the same color, royal blue! Carla, Terri C., Me, and Terri W. all are looking great!

Eileen didn't know we were all going to be there. So when she came into the restaurant we all put menus up next to our faces to fake the 'surprise' of the occasion. We had a great time and had some cool drinks! Me and Terri liked these pina coladas especially.

Eloa and Genine are two of the coolest young people I know. They graduated a few years ago from our HS and our AVID program and are tutoring for us while they attend university. They are two of the most gifted and caring tutors I know. They are great with the math and science that I am not! They master minded the whole afternoon and made sure that Eileen got to the restaurant unsuspecting. Kudos on a job well done!

Denise and Carla are looking good and having fun across the table from me. Carla is going to Paris next week and I am green with envy. Hopefully she takes a lot of cool pictures and cool souvenirs for us all.

So it was finally time to open presents. Me, Denise, and Terri pitched in and got Eileen a bag and wallet from Vera Bradley. It is not exactly my cup of tea, but it is cute stuff and she was super excited about it. After we opened presents, we made Eileen dress up in a sombrero while we sang to her. This is a pic of the dessert that 12 people shared, with left overs to boot! How sinful.

The sombrero was not exactly something that Eileen would have done if it had not been for us forcing her to do it, but alas, that is what birthdays are for--doing things we wouldn't otherwise do. Wishing you the best year ever...Mel

Friday Night With Da Boys!

James, Me, and Jason

I met up with some of my friends from the alternative certification program that I went through this Friday. I hadn't hung out with them since Ale Fest in October! Man, how time flies. We caught up on all of the old gossip from the past months of our lives. James is making plans to build a house, which is funny because I am meeting with my realtor and mortgage broker next week to find a townhouse to buy myself. Jason is still pimpin' and a hoein' at the school I taught at last year. It was nice having someone I knew working with me my first year teaching. That is probably the only reason I made it through. The administration and community surrounding that school is AWFUL! He stuck it out another year and is paying the price. I didn't. I am having great fun at my new school. Hopefully he comes and works at mine or James' school next year, otherwise I don't think he will stay in teaching. Funny how people are what make the difference between sticking it out or jetting. We laughed over many beers and it was a great time!

There's a Dog in the School!

Today started out dreary. It was cloudy, raining, and about 40 degrees (which is cooooold for Texas). Getting to school took and extra 20 minutes since everyone was driving especially carefully. One of the teachers in my wing came into work with much more than her sack lunch. She found a lost dog outside the school. It was cold, wet, and shaking. It was probably 30 lbs., golden like a retriever, with the body of a young weimaraner. He had tags so we called the number and left messages. We hope that the number is the home phone and they will call sometime after 5, otherwise, someone in our school may have a new dog. None of us has the heart to put him out or take him to the pound. Who knows?! It might even be me. I had thought about getting a new dog once I got a house....Just kidding. Wishing you the best year ever...Mel!

The plot thickens

So last night I called BK to further discuss the hospitalization episode. Upon further discussion, it turns out that he didn't eat anything bad, he just didn't eat at all and that was why he had to go to the hospital for three days. Boy do I feel like an ass! But then again, do I really want to be with someone who is going to get so sick at the thought that what we had is over that he is hospitalized? It is a little more than creepy. But is it any different than the week I spent holed up in my apartment? I didn't think so. So we chatted a while until finally he said what had been on his mind the whole night. For him it is too hard to talk to me and not be with me so last night was the last night we are going to speak to each other. How quickly we go in and out of each others' lives. He wished me a happy and successful life and said that he would always pray for me and I said that I would do the same. But I still felt bad for making him believe that I would be able to be with him for 4-5 years and it turns out I could only stick in for 1. But, when you are unhappy you have to change what makes you unhappy. He will eventually get over it with time and so will I. After we hung up he texted me to say one last thing...this is not your fault. Thank you I texted back...del be del roth dare. Wishing you the best year ever!

I couldn't sleep last night

I had not heard from BK in 5 days, mostly because my phone was dead. But I sent him a text when I got my phone charged again, but I did not hear anything from him. So, last night I couldn't sleep. Part of the insomnia was because I am back at work today after being off for 2 weeks and I was brainstorming all of the things I would have to do to get ready for my day. But I was also worried about BK. I told him that I would still talk to him because he was my friend even though he was no longer my boyfriend, but felt like I was reneging on that promise. So, I text messaged him. Come to find out, he had eaten some bad food, passed out at work, and was in the hospital for the past 3 days. I felt extremely guilty for not calling him and upset that he hadn't called to tell me of these recent developments in his life. I did not share this anger with him though, because I felt like I didn't have a right to know what he was going on every minute of his life anymore. It is hard to deal with that.