Last Wednesday night = a very intense episode of Lost. Sorry to those who don't watch the show, while I ramble a bit. I go back and forth with my feelings on Charlie. Yeah, that list of greatest hits was the kicker in the last episode. But does anyone think Desmond was lying about how Charlie is supposed to die this time around? Usually we see the "flashes" of events that lead up to and include Charlie dying. We didn't see that in the "Greatest Hits" episode. I cannot wait for the season finale. The battle is just going to be so awesome!
Anyway, the entire hour had me so worked up that I couldn't fall asleep Wednesday night. I think the last time I looked at the clock it was nearly 2:30am. Okay, some people may think, "what's the big deal?" But, with a normal bed time of 10pm (with the exception of Lost nights)... I need my 8 hours.
However, I've come to realize the REAL reason for not getting a good night's sleep. Stress. I'm leaving in TWO WEEKS!!! I haven't even started packing. What I think has been happening in the back of my head is that I don't really need to hard core pack because I can always just come back down to PA if I forget something. I'm thinking this is like college, where I just need the necessities. But it's not. I'm moving, for real. New address, new phone number, new job, new driver's license and license plate.
People keep asking me if I'm excited - of course I'm excited. But then recently I was asked if I was scared. My initial reaction was, "No, I'm just really excited . . . I never really though about being scared." Then after actually pondering a different emotion. . .
"Yup, I'm scared, thanks for pointing that out." This is a major change in my life, a good change, an awesome change. The excitement definitely overrides being scared. That's all the matters.
And that I have everything packed.
5.20.2007
5.13.2007
Three Weeks Notice
All your fingers/toes/legs being crossed paid off. As of June 3rd I will be an official resident of New York, again. An Ithacan, Ithacian, Ithacer... someone please give me a decent name for living in Ithaca.
Anyway, I heard from Jamie via e-mail Friday afternoon and called her during my later-than-planned lunch break. I guess I'm lucky if I'm able to get one at all. Anyway she offered me the position, full time with benefits. This is such a great career opportunity. I couldn't contain myself while on the phone - I was just full of "Yes"'s and "Absolutely"'s and "I'm so excited"'s, Jamie must think I'm a freak. Though she did sound just as excited as myself. Hooray!
I called my parents and they were thrilled. In fact my dad was already looking up truck rentals from Phoenixville to Ithaca. Nobody needs to ask twice where I get my organization skills from. Anyway, I think I'm going to switch my Nationality to Irish because I undoubtedly have been blessed with a lot of luck. Or maybe it was all the hard work, searching approximately 5 months for a job, that certainly paid off.
So with that said, I have three weeks left in P-Ville. Three weeks left at CARES. Three weeks to pack. Holy crap, what am I doing on my computer? Procrastination, how I love thee...
Anyway, I heard from Jamie via e-mail Friday afternoon and called her during my later-than-planned lunch break. I guess I'm lucky if I'm able to get one at all. Anyway she offered me the position, full time with benefits. This is such a great career opportunity. I couldn't contain myself while on the phone - I was just full of "Yes"'s and "Absolutely"'s and "I'm so excited"'s, Jamie must think I'm a freak. Though she did sound just as excited as myself. Hooray!
I called my parents and they were thrilled. In fact my dad was already looking up truck rentals from Phoenixville to Ithaca. Nobody needs to ask twice where I get my organization skills from. Anyway, I think I'm going to switch my Nationality to Irish because I undoubtedly have been blessed with a lot of luck. Or maybe it was all the hard work, searching approximately 5 months for a job, that certainly paid off.
So with that said, I have three weeks left in P-Ville. Three weeks left at CARES. Three weeks to pack. Holy crap, what am I doing on my computer? Procrastination, how I love thee...
5.07.2007
Employment Specialist; The Never-Ending Interview
I had another interview yesterday with the JM Murray Company. The position title is "Employment Specialist" and pretty much involves finding employment for anyone with any type of disability.
I met with a man named Ray yesterday at CTB in downtown Ithaca. The actual site location of the facility is up in Cortland (about 30 minutes North of Ithaca), but Ray is from Ithaca and decided to just meet me downtown, especially since it was a Sunday. We gabbed about the job over Chai Tea and ice water and he said he would love for me to see the facility if I was able to make it back up to Ithaca during the week. I wasn't too excited about the position, especially after hearing the base salary, but I didn't want to shoot it down until I had actually seen the facility.
Ray told me to get back to him on Monday with a day that would work for me. In the back of my head I'm thinking, there is no way I can take off a day from CARES to make yet another trip up to Ithaca... When I mentioned this to Ben, he suggested staying an extra night and get it all taken care of. Brilliant idea. I talked with Crystal first to make sure she'd be okay with me playing hookie and then I got a hold of Ray to schedule a meeting.
This morning I drove up to Cortland (about a 45 minute commute - blech). Once I got there, I met with Ray and he took me to a conference room with two women, Bri (pronounced like the cheese) and Loree, reviewing my resume. I definitely didn't expect to go through another round of interviews on my "tour" of the facility. They were extremely nice though and interested in my Music Therapy background, which was awesome. Bri asked how I would be able to bring Music Therapy to the job which had me thinking "hmmm maybe this COULD work if I'm able to contribute my Music Therapy knowledge to this position."
Ray then took me around the facility and I was able to meet more people. Everyone was extremely nice, I knew I would fit right in should I take the position. After we toured the "office facility" Ray drove me down to the other JM Murray location, about a 10 minute drive. We made good conversation in the car but it kept leading back to the travel time/distance from Ithaca, like he was trying to sell it. He even told me that from time to time he'll ride his bike up to work. I would've totally bought it, but not after making the 45 minute drive myself just an hour prior.
After going through another interview with Jack, the head of HR, Ray drove me back up to the first center where I filled out an application. After two exhausting hours of interviewing with Ray and JM Murray, I was on my way home to P-Ville.
It was a wonderful drive - no traffic and perfect open sunroof driving weather.
When I arrived home I had a message from Jamie at Lakeside Nursing and Rehabilitation asking me to call her as soon as I get the chance because she wants to know what I thought about the position.
ACK!
I immediately called Jamie back and let her know that I was extremely interested in the job, but only if we were able to make it a full time position. Jamie said she would love to have me at Lakeside and asked me to research base salaries for the position (since it is new to the facility) and to throw out some ideas on how to make it full time. She would go over any information I send her with her supervisor and get back to me later in the week.
I hung up the phone and exploded with excitement. It was quite a scene, seeing me prance (yes prance) through my house. I called Ben and my folks and filled them in on the exciting information.
I did some major research and scratched my brain for ideas on how to make this position full time. Now all I need to do is wait and make sure I didn't quote too high a base salary. I can't undersell myself.
*fingers crossed*
I met with a man named Ray yesterday at CTB in downtown Ithaca. The actual site location of the facility is up in Cortland (about 30 minutes North of Ithaca), but Ray is from Ithaca and decided to just meet me downtown, especially since it was a Sunday. We gabbed about the job over Chai Tea and ice water and he said he would love for me to see the facility if I was able to make it back up to Ithaca during the week. I wasn't too excited about the position, especially after hearing the base salary, but I didn't want to shoot it down until I had actually seen the facility.
Ray told me to get back to him on Monday with a day that would work for me. In the back of my head I'm thinking, there is no way I can take off a day from CARES to make yet another trip up to Ithaca... When I mentioned this to Ben, he suggested staying an extra night and get it all taken care of. Brilliant idea. I talked with Crystal first to make sure she'd be okay with me playing hookie and then I got a hold of Ray to schedule a meeting.
This morning I drove up to Cortland (about a 45 minute commute - blech). Once I got there, I met with Ray and he took me to a conference room with two women, Bri (pronounced like the cheese) and Loree, reviewing my resume. I definitely didn't expect to go through another round of interviews on my "tour" of the facility. They were extremely nice though and interested in my Music Therapy background, which was awesome. Bri asked how I would be able to bring Music Therapy to the job which had me thinking "hmmm maybe this COULD work if I'm able to contribute my Music Therapy knowledge to this position."
Ray then took me around the facility and I was able to meet more people. Everyone was extremely nice, I knew I would fit right in should I take the position. After we toured the "office facility" Ray drove me down to the other JM Murray location, about a 10 minute drive. We made good conversation in the car but it kept leading back to the travel time/distance from Ithaca, like he was trying to sell it. He even told me that from time to time he'll ride his bike up to work. I would've totally bought it, but not after making the 45 minute drive myself just an hour prior.
After going through another interview with Jack, the head of HR, Ray drove me back up to the first center where I filled out an application. After two exhausting hours of interviewing with Ray and JM Murray, I was on my way home to P-Ville.
It was a wonderful drive - no traffic and perfect open sunroof driving weather.
When I arrived home I had a message from Jamie at Lakeside Nursing and Rehabilitation asking me to call her as soon as I get the chance because she wants to know what I thought about the position.
ACK!
I immediately called Jamie back and let her know that I was extremely interested in the job, but only if we were able to make it a full time position. Jamie said she would love to have me at Lakeside and asked me to research base salaries for the position (since it is new to the facility) and to throw out some ideas on how to make it full time. She would go over any information I send her with her supervisor and get back to me later in the week.
I hung up the phone and exploded with excitement. It was quite a scene, seeing me prance (yes prance) through my house. I called Ben and my folks and filled them in on the exciting information.
I did some major research and scratched my brain for ideas on how to make this position full time. Now all I need to do is wait and make sure I didn't quote too high a base salary. I can't undersell myself.
*fingers crossed*
5.05.2007
One down and three-point-six
When applying for jobs through the internet, you have no idea what type of feedback you'll get, if any. I have applied for over 20 positions and have made a whole bunch of follow-up calls. I maybe heard back from five facilities. I am finding it difficult to job search when living more than 230 miles away. The WWW is the most convenient source, but also the most unreliable.
However, I had my first interview today for a position in my new place of residence. The title of the position I applied for is Certified Recreational Therapist at Lakeside Nursing and Rehabilitation center. Of course I am not qualified for such a title, but it was worth a shot.
It all started with a receiving a phone call on my birthday from Lakeside stating they were interested in my resume with my music therapy background and wanted to schedule an interview.
I met with Jamie Hocker today, who also just moved to Ithaca because her boyfriend landed a sweet job working at Cornell University. As the interview progressed, I found more and more in common with Jamie. That made for a pretty sweet connection.
The job description is pretty iffy at the moment. They just opened a behavior unit in the nursing facility and are looking to have a more in depth recreational activities program for the eight residents currently in the unit. That is where I would come in, should I be chosen and accept the position. I would be the person to organize and pull out all my creative skills to get this program up and running. This has me completely overwhelmed with excitement. Just the fact of knowing I'll be organizing anything is wicked fabulous (yes Ali, we are totally related).
I was getting elated just talking with Jamie about possibilities of activities and how it will positively affect the residents. I am getting goosebumps just thinking about it.
In any case, Jamie will get back to me by the end of next week. *fingers crossed*
I have another interview scheduled for tomorrow at 2:30pm. Not so excited about this position, but I'm definitely keeping my options open.
I have yet to completely feel my transmogrification and thinking I may actually be living up here (in Ithaca) a month from two days ago...
However, I had my first interview today for a position in my new place of residence. The title of the position I applied for is Certified Recreational Therapist at Lakeside Nursing and Rehabilitation center. Of course I am not qualified for such a title, but it was worth a shot.
It all started with a receiving a phone call on my birthday from Lakeside stating they were interested in my resume with my music therapy background and wanted to schedule an interview.
I met with Jamie Hocker today, who also just moved to Ithaca because her boyfriend landed a sweet job working at Cornell University. As the interview progressed, I found more and more in common with Jamie. That made for a pretty sweet connection.
The job description is pretty iffy at the moment. They just opened a behavior unit in the nursing facility and are looking to have a more in depth recreational activities program for the eight residents currently in the unit. That is where I would come in, should I be chosen and accept the position. I would be the person to organize and pull out all my creative skills to get this program up and running. This has me completely overwhelmed with excitement. Just the fact of knowing I'll be organizing anything is wicked fabulous (yes Ali, we are totally related).
I was getting elated just talking with Jamie about possibilities of activities and how it will positively affect the residents. I am getting goosebumps just thinking about it.
In any case, Jamie will get back to me by the end of next week. *fingers crossed*
I have another interview scheduled for tomorrow at 2:30pm. Not so excited about this position, but I'm definitely keeping my options open.
I have yet to completely feel my transmogrification and thinking I may actually be living up here (in Ithaca) a month from two days ago...
4.24.2007
3:31 on 4/24
My mom calls me at 3:31pm (the exact time I was born) every April 24th. I think that is the sweetest gesture. My parents rang today to sing "Happy Birthday" on their way home from the pool. I could hear the beeping of their golf cart backing up in the background. Ohhh retirement...
Friday - night was a blast. Thanks to everyone who came out (I think we had 20) to On the Border. Sorry I wasn't able to mingle with everyone who was there. The food wasn't that great, according to Ben, but my huge Raspberry/Peach Margarita swirl was scrumptious (Ali, you would love it) and set the mood for the remainder of the night.
After a few detours, we made our way to Kildare's in West Chester. The band, Juliano Brothers, wasn't what I was expecting though. They were a good cover band, don't get me completely wrong - but not the type of band you would expect to hear at a hoppin' bar. Luckily my Bombay Sapphire gin and tonics kept me moving and dancing, which was enough to get Clarita's beau cutting a rug. Oh that was fun!
After Kildare's, Ben wanted to head to his house to beer pong it up with Rich and some old buddies. I finally got to meet Mike's girlfriend, Ashley, so that was hunky-dory. We eventually made it home around 3:30am. I wasn't feeling the lateness of time, so I guess that's a good thing at my old age.
Saturday - was a lazy morning after an eventful night. Many apologies to Josh and not really helping with the move.
After getting a lil nauseous in the car ride to Cracker Barrel, Ben and I met up with Jer and Mr. Clarke for brunch. I love those guys - always a good time, especially with scientific conversations acknowledging that cocaine may be a cure for Alzheimer's. Afterwards, Ben and I hit up Philly and the Franklin Institute. We had tickets to see the traveling exhibit: Tutankhamun (Tut for short) and the Golden Age of the Pharaohs. It was so amazing to see artifacts of over 3,000 years old. The detailing on the jewelry all the way to the confinettes was phenomenal. We also saw the IMAX presentation of Mummies - Secrets of the Pharoahs (recommended by Ericka if we wanted any clue as to what we were looking at in the exhibit). It was very informative, cheesy music and all.
Ben and I continued our tradition of having-something-go-wrong-while-traveling in Philly. I won't blame anyone *cough* but we pretty much walked about a mile out of the way to the restaurant where we planned on eating. Unfortunately, we had time constraints, so after walking all over town trying to find this restaurant, we gave up and ate as close to the Franklin Institute as possible. We settled down at Tír na nÓg on Arch Street. Let me tell you: I love cheese. If you love cheese too, order the Tír na nÓg Cheese Plate. It is a selection of Irish and International cheeses including market fresh fruits and breads. YUM!
After the shows and exhibits, we met up with Rich and his friends at New Deck Tavern in University City. We drank some beer, met new people, and planned our next transportation screw up (again, I won't blame the same person from before). Long story short, we cut our time spent with Rich so that we could have an extra hour critiquing the life of a pigeon in Suburban Station.
Sunday - was another "get-to-sleep-in" day. I don't come across those too often - especially not two in one weekend. Anyway, Ben and I pull our usual Sunday afternoons of lunch at Cosi and a movie at Oaks. Hot Fuzz is a movie and half, at least at first. Then it kept going, and going and going... But, if you enjoyed Shaun of the Dead, you can't go wrong.
A few special thank yous are in (no particular) order:
Jenn, for bringing Aaron and yourself to dinner AND for finding a birthday card with my name on it.
Rich, for getting Ben's butt down in a timely fashion.
Josh, for getting me a DVD player to replace my non-existent one.
Mom and Dad, for always calling at 3:31pm on my birthday.
Paige, for calling and leaving me a message of good news of being in town next week.
Jenny, for calling and chatting it up with me.
Ericka, for bringing me not one, but two special desserts and not ugly flowers and for keeping me company on an otherwise (acceptably) lonely birthday.
Ben, for not REALLY forgetting my birthday.
Lori W., for perfectly timing the arrival of my birthday card.
Nurse Joanne, just for being you! (and the delicious treat)
Crystal, for climbing out of her death bed to help celebrate my birthday.
Rob, for coming! His birthday is next :-)
Celine (and Brian), for not forgetting about her ex-co-worker/cous
and for everyone else who sent me messages/text/wall posts/cards/etc...
Much love,
~Les
Friday - night was a blast. Thanks to everyone who came out (I think we had 20) to On the Border. Sorry I wasn't able to mingle with everyone who was there. The food wasn't that great, according to Ben, but my huge Raspberry/Peach Margarita swirl was scrumptious (Ali, you would love it) and set the mood for the remainder of the night.
After a few detours, we made our way to Kildare's in West Chester. The band, Juliano Brothers, wasn't what I was expecting though. They were a good cover band, don't get me completely wrong - but not the type of band you would expect to hear at a hoppin' bar. Luckily my Bombay Sapphire gin and tonics kept me moving and dancing, which was enough to get Clarita's beau cutting a rug. Oh that was fun!
After Kildare's, Ben wanted to head to his house to beer pong it up with Rich and some old buddies. I finally got to meet Mike's girlfriend, Ashley, so that was hunky-dory. We eventually made it home around 3:30am. I wasn't feeling the lateness of time, so I guess that's a good thing at my old age.
Saturday - was a lazy morning after an eventful night. Many apologies to Josh and not really helping with the move.
After getting a lil nauseous in the car ride to Cracker Barrel, Ben and I met up with Jer and Mr. Clarke for brunch. I love those guys - always a good time, especially with scientific conversations acknowledging that cocaine may be a cure for Alzheimer's. Afterwards, Ben and I hit up Philly and the Franklin Institute. We had tickets to see the traveling exhibit: Tutankhamun (Tut for short) and the Golden Age of the Pharaohs. It was so amazing to see artifacts of over 3,000 years old. The detailing on the jewelry all the way to the confinettes was phenomenal. We also saw the IMAX presentation of Mummies - Secrets of the Pharoahs (recommended by Ericka if we wanted any clue as to what we were looking at in the exhibit). It was very informative, cheesy music and all.
Ben and I continued our tradition of having-something-go-wrong-while-traveling in Philly. I won't blame anyone *cough* but we pretty much walked about a mile out of the way to the restaurant where we planned on eating. Unfortunately, we had time constraints, so after walking all over town trying to find this restaurant, we gave up and ate as close to the Franklin Institute as possible. We settled down at Tír na nÓg on Arch Street. Let me tell you: I love cheese. If you love cheese too, order the Tír na nÓg Cheese Plate. It is a selection of Irish and International cheeses including market fresh fruits and breads. YUM!
After the shows and exhibits, we met up with Rich and his friends at New Deck Tavern in University City. We drank some beer, met new people, and planned our next transportation screw up (again, I won't blame the same person from before). Long story short, we cut our time spent with Rich so that we could have an extra hour critiquing the life of a pigeon in Suburban Station.
Sunday - was another "get-to-sleep-in" day. I don't come across those too often - especially not two in one weekend. Anyway, Ben and I pull our usual Sunday afternoons of lunch at Cosi and a movie at Oaks. Hot Fuzz is a movie and half, at least at first. Then it kept going, and going and going... But, if you enjoyed Shaun of the Dead, you can't go wrong.
A few special thank yous are in (no particular) order:
Jenn, for bringing Aaron and yourself to dinner AND for finding a birthday card with my name on it.
Rich, for getting Ben's butt down in a timely fashion.
Josh, for getting me a DVD player to replace my non-existent one.
Mom and Dad, for always calling at 3:31pm on my birthday.
Paige, for calling and leaving me a message of good news of being in town next week.
Jenny, for calling and chatting it up with me.
Ericka, for bringing me not one, but two special desserts and not ugly flowers and for keeping me company on an otherwise (acceptably) lonely birthday.
Ben, for not REALLY forgetting my birthday.
Lori W., for perfectly timing the arrival of my birthday card.
Nurse Joanne, just for being you! (and the delicious treat)
Crystal, for climbing out of her death bed to help celebrate my birthday.
Rob, for coming! His birthday is next :-)
Celine (and Brian), for not forgetting about her ex-co-worker/cous
and for everyone else who sent me messages/text/wall posts/cards/etc...
Much love,
~Les
4.15.2007
Henry - Ben (Folds) - Ellie
Has anyone every really pondered the circle of life theory - meaning when one person dies another one gets a chance to live?
Well that definitely proved true for me last week.
Prior to my adventures with Jimmie Majka and Ben Folds Thursday evening, I received an e-mail from my dad with the subject line: Sad news.
This can't be good.
My dad had just gotten off the phone with a devestated Loni saying that Henry, their middle dog, had been killed.
After they returned home from a late night working at DTC's Open Mic Night, they found an unusually less rowdy greeting from their two dogs Lily and Wesley. Henry was no where to be found. They searched all night for him with no luck. The next morning they found him lying in the side yard, probably placed there by the neighbors, owners of the supposed dog who killed Henry. This e-mail left me in tears and thoughts of how Henry felt while the end of his life neared.
I immediately lost interest in seeing my hero, Ben Folds, but decided to go anyway with hopes to take my mind off the late Henry.
I arrived at West Chester University and immediately told Jimmie of my newly founded upsets. He was a great friend able to console me. We hung out in Jimmie's dorm room along with his friend, Jamie, deciding to skip the opening act Eef Barzelay of Clem Snide. Definitely a good choice as we heard out of tune vocals and ungroovable beats while making our way to the Hollinger Gymnasium.
Upon finding seats in the bleachers, I caught sight of Lauren and Dave amidst the crowd waiting for Ben to approach his piano bench. We sent a few texts back and forth, proclaiming my jealousy of their height and ability to see over the crowd and disgust in the opening act.
Ben came on around 9pm and rocked out for about 2 hours. That being my 5th time seeing him in concert, it wasn't anything spectacular - though he did pound out the Sanford and Son theme song on his nifty red keyboard. This immediately made me giggle to myself and think of Jon and this episode of Scrubs.
To make matters even more interesting - We wound up sitting behind Jason Bradley, his sister Jenn, Vince Grim and Josh Pierce. Jason immediately caught my eye and we engaged in conversation for a good five minutes while Josh, sitting next to Jason, blatantly ignored my existence. WTF?
After the show, Jimmie, Jamie and I went back to the dorm to watch a bit of Jarhead while waiting for our pizza. Quite an out of body experience; hanging in a dorm room only 12 days from my 26th birthday. It was fun, none the less.
So to conclude my post and bring it to the point of new life - Michelle and Keith became proud parents of a tiny 6lb 7oz baby girl, Ellie Jane Rzucidlo, Saturday morning. Michelle wasn't due for another 16 days, but Ellie wasn't waiting around. I believe it was because she overheard her mother saying that she surprisingly had nothing planned for the weekend. I am so excited for Ellie's arrival and can't wait to meet her.
So here's to new life and in remembrance of Henry
Well that definitely proved true for me last week.
Prior to my adventures with Jimmie Majka and Ben Folds Thursday evening, I received an e-mail from my dad with the subject line: Sad news.
This can't be good.
My dad had just gotten off the phone with a devestated Loni saying that Henry, their middle dog, had been killed.
After they returned home from a late night working at DTC's Open Mic Night, they found an unusually less rowdy greeting from their two dogs Lily and Wesley. Henry was no where to be found. They searched all night for him with no luck. The next morning they found him lying in the side yard, probably placed there by the neighbors, owners of the supposed dog who killed Henry. This e-mail left me in tears and thoughts of how Henry felt while the end of his life neared.
I immediately lost interest in seeing my hero, Ben Folds, but decided to go anyway with hopes to take my mind off the late Henry.
I arrived at West Chester University and immediately told Jimmie of my newly founded upsets. He was a great friend able to console me. We hung out in Jimmie's dorm room along with his friend, Jamie, deciding to skip the opening act Eef Barzelay of Clem Snide. Definitely a good choice as we heard out of tune vocals and ungroovable beats while making our way to the Hollinger Gymnasium.
Upon finding seats in the bleachers, I caught sight of Lauren and Dave amidst the crowd waiting for Ben to approach his piano bench. We sent a few texts back and forth, proclaiming my jealousy of their height and ability to see over the crowd and disgust in the opening act.
Ben came on around 9pm and rocked out for about 2 hours. That being my 5th time seeing him in concert, it wasn't anything spectacular - though he did pound out the Sanford and Son theme song on his nifty red keyboard. This immediately made me giggle to myself and think of Jon and this episode of Scrubs.
To make matters even more interesting - We wound up sitting behind Jason Bradley, his sister Jenn, Vince Grim and Josh Pierce. Jason immediately caught my eye and we engaged in conversation for a good five minutes while Josh, sitting next to Jason, blatantly ignored my existence. WTF?
After the show, Jimmie, Jamie and I went back to the dorm to watch a bit of Jarhead while waiting for our pizza. Quite an out of body experience; hanging in a dorm room only 12 days from my 26th birthday. It was fun, none the less.
So to conclude my post and bring it to the point of new life - Michelle and Keith became proud parents of a tiny 6lb 7oz baby girl, Ellie Jane Rzucidlo, Saturday morning. Michelle wasn't due for another 16 days, but Ellie wasn't waiting around. I believe it was because she overheard her mother saying that she surprisingly had nothing planned for the weekend. I am so excited for Ellie's arrival and can't wait to meet her.
So here's to new life and in remembrance of Henry
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