Independence Day the British Way
Well, don't I have a lot to report. I'll try to break the default chronological to keep myself from writing all the boring details. Let's start with today. Which was cold. I have realized that the clothes that I brought mentally marked "summer" and "fall" are all melded together into keeping myself warm at all times. I am told that it got up to 95 degrees the other week, but I have a hard time believing it. But... I'm not really complaining as, I'm in England, yay! And, its better than the blazing blazes, dontcha know. Plenty a hot summer to come in the life of Laura, no doubt. So yes, walked home from work in the rain today with Janet, the nice lady who got me my job.
So, I got the job! Praise the Lord, the job interview was indeed just a formality, and they offered me full time, the entire time I'm here PLUS a customary week paid leave when my parents get here. A week paid leave for a receptionist who the company knows will only be with them for 15 weeks. How do you like that treatment? So, this job is really a Godsend, and its not bad work at all. Its about a 15 minute walk down the road, its a hip mod office with an orange and blue colorscheme and light colored wood Ikea furnishings everywhere. The people are kind, and I stay busy. I really could hardly think of anything better! Sam is still diligently looking for work, so keep him in your prayers. In the meantime he meets me with food at my lunch hour; what a sweet boy.
So my first day of work was yesterday. Somewhat strange, as I'm usually used to, you know, celebrating Independence and all that. I wasn't wholly without celebration though, on the contrary. Sam's parents took us out to an American restaurant, something like the "Baltimore Bar & Grill" and I had a burger, mmm, but I couldn't resist putting malt vinegar on my fries. Its how the gods eat them, my friends. When we got back, Sam's dad kept us well entertained with a fantastic fireworks show set off from the back garden. And they were flipping loud! The Norman PD would have been all over that shiz, but the neighbors weren't too bothered, apparently, even though we were shooting rockets over their houses and making enough noise for the whole neighborhood! I was cracking up! It was a memorable 4th, for sure. I'm looking forward to the 5th of November. Even though we'll be in Atlanta at Sam's conference, we'll have to make a good day of it.
The weekend was spent generally having a great time with Sam's sister Julia and her friends and absolutely stuffing ourselves with good food. Julia generously helped herself and, very the new living room carpet, to some red wine which was an unfortunate unfortunateness. The latter, that is, Julia is something of a hoot even when sober. Anyways, we watched the entire London Live 8 concert which was really good! Other than Velvet Revolver and Snoop Dogg.
Ok, supper's on it seems! But, I'm having a fabulous time. Lastly, I've been watching Red Dwarf, a BBC budget classic, and one of Sam's favorite shows ever. I highly recommend it, its really brilliant. Bye now!
So, I got the job! Praise the Lord, the job interview was indeed just a formality, and they offered me full time, the entire time I'm here PLUS a customary week paid leave when my parents get here. A week paid leave for a receptionist who the company knows will only be with them for 15 weeks. How do you like that treatment? So, this job is really a Godsend, and its not bad work at all. Its about a 15 minute walk down the road, its a hip mod office with an orange and blue colorscheme and light colored wood Ikea furnishings everywhere. The people are kind, and I stay busy. I really could hardly think of anything better! Sam is still diligently looking for work, so keep him in your prayers. In the meantime he meets me with food at my lunch hour; what a sweet boy.
So my first day of work was yesterday. Somewhat strange, as I'm usually used to, you know, celebrating Independence and all that. I wasn't wholly without celebration though, on the contrary. Sam's parents took us out to an American restaurant, something like the "Baltimore Bar & Grill" and I had a burger, mmm, but I couldn't resist putting malt vinegar on my fries. Its how the gods eat them, my friends. When we got back, Sam's dad kept us well entertained with a fantastic fireworks show set off from the back garden. And they were flipping loud! The Norman PD would have been all over that shiz, but the neighbors weren't too bothered, apparently, even though we were shooting rockets over their houses and making enough noise for the whole neighborhood! I was cracking up! It was a memorable 4th, for sure. I'm looking forward to the 5th of November. Even though we'll be in Atlanta at Sam's conference, we'll have to make a good day of it.
The weekend was spent generally having a great time with Sam's sister Julia and her friends and absolutely stuffing ourselves with good food. Julia generously helped herself and, very the new living room carpet, to some red wine which was an unfortunate unfortunateness. The latter, that is, Julia is something of a hoot even when sober. Anyways, we watched the entire London Live 8 concert which was really good! Other than Velvet Revolver and Snoop Dogg.
Ok, supper's on it seems! But, I'm having a fabulous time. Lastly, I've been watching Red Dwarf, a BBC budget classic, and one of Sam's favorite shows ever. I highly recommend it, its really brilliant. Bye now!
posted by Laura Negus at 10:12 AM
3 Comments:
Chubby,
Don't eat too much in other peoples' houses. They might not like that.
Go straight for the truffles, avoiding the main dishes and you won't seem a glutton.
It appears my SMT (Sugar Mamma Theory) is becoming more and more a reality. Keep "looking" for work Tiny. If not, the pub's just around the corner.
Rockets in the yard! holy smokes, I'm terrified of fireworks closer than reeves park.
that story reminds me of the time that the eufaula boys were partying down, independence day style complete with hash marks, and about midafternoon, when they're all properly wiped out from drinking beer, singing nationalistic songs, and eating bbq since 9am, the phone rings. and shawn answers "happy m-fing 4th of july" only to find himself speaking to justin sowers' mom.
the end. Kisses!
Dang man. You missed one helluva fourth of july up in Tulsa. We grilled stuff and drank cheap 6 pt. beer. Then, we walked down to the river and i'll be danged if they didn't explode the whole damn river! Man, there was like, fireworks everywhere. Best day in America. Period.
P.S. - Does England got FoxNews?
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