Thank You Our Founding Fathers

First, I'd like to thank our founding fathers for declaring independence from Great Britain. If it weren't for them we wouldn't have the freedoms we take for granted everyday. I'd also like to thank them for giving me the pleasure of a 4 day week! As horrible as it is, come 4th of July, I look forward to eating mass amounts of food, drinking heavily, and watching the fireworks every year. Never does it cross my mind why we celebrate this day. I mean sure, it's called Independence Day, but how many people actually sit back and think about 1776 and the signing of the Declaration of Independence? I'm really not quite sure if anyone would actually do that. Hmm.. I wonder.
Anyway, I'm hoping this week will go by fast(er). I've got a job interview tonight, shopping to do for this weekend, (I'm helping my dad is making breakfast Saturday morning - for 40 people!), wrapping presents for our family Yankee Swap, and packing!
I figured I'd add this link in as an after thought. It's about my family and the island, so it kind of relates.
http://www.yankeemagazine.com/slideshow/ri_clambake.php

Finally Friday

It's Friday.. finally. What a long week it has been. I'm trying to think back as to why it seemed so long and all I came up with was a fight between the BF and I and my first trip to Mohegan. I'll start by telling you about the arguement. So my BF lives about 40 minutes away and being from Rhode Island, 40 minutes is a long time. Not to mention I go see him a lot more than I should, especially since gas is SO expensive. I decided it was about time he came to see me. I mean he has before, but not nearly as much as me. I can't afford to keep going there like I have been. So he came and we hung out, watched the Red Sox and Mr. Jacoby Ellsbury! So he left my house at 11:30 PM much to my dismay. He said he had to get home because he couldn't be late for work. Ok. Fine. I understand that. BUT.. the NEXT night he went over a friend's.. and lets just say when he called me later, he was not in the right state of mind. If someone is so concerned about being late for work, I would have to say going out is not something I would think of doing. This made me extremely upset. I won't give you the details of what was said, but we agreed it wasn't our favorite conversation. All is semi-good and back to normal, but to let you know how good and caring of a girlfriend I am, when I told him he owed me big time, he responded anything, so my quick thinking self told him because he screwed up, he absolutely HAS to give me a list of things he wants for his birthday, because I'm clueless. It's due to me today. HAHA.
Ok. So the second thing that made my week long was not a negative thing like the aforementioned. My Mom and I went to Mohegan to see BILLY JOEL. What an AMAZING man/pianist/vocalist. The show was fantastic, but I'm paying for it now with sleep deprivation. That was my first time at a casino.. and WOW. It was a great start to the weekend (though technically it was Thursday night) and also no babysitting 9 kids this weekend, which is another thing to look forward too. Yes, I did say 9 children, 2 of which being babies but that story is for another day.

3 Little Words

How is it that 3 little words can change the outcome of one's day? Yesterday was a horrible day for me. For some reason, I was just not in a good mood. I was frustrated and angry with anyone and everyone. I couldn't control it or figure it out. I snapped at my boyfriend because when he called at lunchtime, he seemed pre-occupied. Now I understand and accept the fact that he has a lot going on right now, so why waste both of our time by calling when you're busy?! It just didn't make any sense to me. Anyway, the rest of the evening I stayed in that horrible, unexplainable mood I was in. My brother and I went to Mom's for dinner (I was still in a bad mood), then he and I went to the gym (still in a bad mood despite trying to burn off some steam). Then it came time for bed and that's when the BF calls again to say good night. As my phone was ringing, I comtemplated answering, but I did because I didn't want to go to bed angry. Then it happens, he tells me he misses me and can't wait to see me and the foul mood disappears. How is it I go through the entire day being pissed off at the world, not knowing why, and all it took was 3 little words, a mere 8 letters to make everything ok again? (we're not at the i love you stage yet) I was talking to a co-worker the other day and we came to the conclusion that life is awkward. This, my friends, is a prime example.

..Rain, Rain, Go Away..

So here it is, the beginning of the week. It has just started and has already proved to be never ending, especially after a good weekend. It was much more fun and relaxing than I had anticipated. It was just like the schedule I mentioned in my previous entry - spent between hanging around and my family summer home. Our "summer house" isn't your typical summer/vacation home. It's not a Block Island/ Martha's Vineyard type of place. I found an article, mind you dated back to 2002, from the NY Times about the island. http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9506E3D6113BF931A3575BC0A9649C8B63 This will give you a glimpse of the island where I've spent all my summers since before I can remember. That reminds me - I think the last nice day we had was when I was there on Saturday. The past 3 days have been dreary which has completely rubbed off on me. Now my tasks at work are minimal yet I still can't seem to accomplish them. And at home - for someone who likes to be neat and organized - borderline obsessive, even my bedroom is an array of clothes I've decided not to wear. Oh what the weather can do to people. Hopefully it will turn soon, though I brought up the 10-day forecast on my trusty sidekick (my BlackBerry) and it says otherwise. I guess we're all going to have to deal and maybe if we're lucky it'll clear up for the weekend.

Welcome

So, I'll admit that I am new to the blogging world; an amateur. I signed up for this thing a couple days ago. And during those days between signing up and posting, I have thought endlessly about what I wanted to write. My life isn't very exciting. I have the same schedule every week - it gets very redundant - so finding a theme has proven difficult. That's where my title came in - ToutLeMême = all the same.

Let me tell you a little bit about my week so you can understand the difficulties of coming up with this theme. I've been working as an administrator at a local real estate company for the past 6 months. I'm in the process of getting my real estate license, but right now a steady paycheck is OK with me. :) My job consists of answering the phones with a cheery disposition and filing paperwork, along with putting together presentations and printing things out for people who are not capable of doing this themselves. I also have the pleasure of listening to agents complain about todays market and their clients who won't listen to their "professional advice." In layman's terms, I get to browse the internet for hours upon hours each day and carry around a BlackBerry to make me feel important. Though my days are spent googling different things for fun and constantly checking my e-mail that, if I had any, would just come up on my phone anyway, it gets tiresome. A new job nannying may be in the works, but that's on the DL. This is partially why I decided to start a blog. I work Monday - Friday with my hours ranging from 9-4 on MWF and 11-5 on TR (I babysit for a little 3 year old boy Tuesday and Thursday mornings 8:45-10:30 - it's a little extra cash my way). After work, I usually go home, to my Dad's house. I'm only 21 so living at home is socially acceptable and it saves me money. During the week nights, I try to balance my time between seeing my Mom, my Dad, hanging out with my little brother who is not so little anymore seeing as he just graduated high school and has been taller than me since like 2nd grade, and watching my all time crush, Jacoby Ellsbury of the Boston Red Sox. As for the weekends, now that the weather is nice, my weekends will consist of hanging out with friends and going to visit my Dad's parents, who live Florida in the winter so summer is when we can spend time with them without paying an arm and a leg for airfare, his brothers, and their families at our family summer home, along with the occasional babysitting job. Did I mention I was the oldest of 9 grandchildren? And my oldest cousin is a mere 13 years old? This means I get tormented beyond belief not only from the kids, but my uncles like to join in as well. We're a sarcastic bunch - so much so, I really feel like we could have our own very successful sitcom. I could try to paint a picture for you, but I don't even think that would do them any justice.

From reading a little bit about me, maybe you can see the problem that I am having creating a blog theme, which is something I've noticed most blogs have. I don't have kids, a hectic job, and I'm certainly not marketing anything. I guess I'll have to think more about it. I'll keep you updated.