St Patrick's Day

Wish I could say I had really great memories of St.Patrick's Day partying. Hmm. Sure, I drank green beer, once upon a galaxy--far, far away. I even sipped a green screwdriver.

There was one St. Patty's Day a chum of mine and I met this one guy. He was of Asian descent, and said is name was Patrick O'Banyon. Well, it could have been. We all just laughed and toasted with a shot of some kind of alchohol laced beverage.

My mom once told me, I have ancestors from Ireland. Maybe I do. I've not had much luck with my 'roots' finding on Mom's side.

On St. Patrick's Day 2008, I closed on this house. What a day. Just situations--good and bad with the house. I've yet to paint the walls...

St. Patty's Day 2011--over 80 degrees, wind blows, windows open. College student. Making business plan--small, yet a plan. Leadership skills come more to the front. Cats purr. Good friends. Birthday on April 8.

Ahh, wish I could tell you more about partying on this Day o' Green.

In a way

I think I am~

Gotta Be Finally Friday

And it is! A week of change, especially today. See, today was my last day in my current position at the company I toll for. A month ago, two hundred of us found out we were losing our jobs, due to them being moved to Tennessee. In the the next breath, our management announced we still had jobs, just in a different area. Only we didn't have a say on which one of the two job openings, we were gonna get. Kinda like a box of chocolates, except the piece was already decided for us.

In my case, I got the job I wanted. In fact, I'd applied at another company, for the same position. Unfortunately, I had one piece of the puzzle, but not all of it. Now, I'll get trained in all pieces. Might be a slight raise involved--MIGHT--since they are was on different pay scale than us. So this new adventure starts Monday and I am excited! It's a good change--a very, GOOD change.

Which couples with my first week as being a student at University of Phoenix. I'll be in debt until I'm 175. S'ok. My area of study is all online. My advisors mean well, yet they call all the time--to make sure everything is OK. I'm in the midst of to get my routine down. Not as bad as I thought--so far. And I've already asked how long do I have to be there to be one one of those "I Am A Phoenix" commercials. Stay tuned.

And then my junior high art teacher found me on Facebook. Art Teacher remembered how uncomfortable I was, in class, and apologized. I liked her, I said, but it was the class I dreaded. I couldn't draw, paint or do a straight line with a ruler-plus I got a C for the class. I fretted for the longest to show my parents my report card because of it. The "C" didn't look that good among the all "A"s and one "Be"....at least I thought. Nobody would EVER confuse me with Picasso! Art Teacher got a kick out of it.

In all that, change has happened. All good I feel. So because it's Friday, I gotta cue up a song by Change, from the early 80's: Lover's Holiday, with back up singer the late great Luther Vandross! Good stuff never does die...Happy Friday!