Oh man. Two days ago, there was no snow on the ground. It was sunny and warm. And while this photo does not hardly depict the amount of snow we have, it was the view from our bedroom window. That elicits a sigh.

Back From the Future: Wednesday.

It was gloomy Wednesday morning.

I get two posts today, as my "first" blog beneath was acually penned on January 29th. And now that I have taken smaller pictures, I can put them on my blog. ( I know, how lame does that sound?) But today I am taking y'all back to Wednesday. Wednesday is my day off away from Teens in Ripped Jeans Inc, so I pack it full of things I want and need to do. After all, they can really get to you sometimes.

So, Wednesday I decided to do a ...well, for lack of a better word, photoblog.

There, I said it! I am so mainstream, baby!

So, without further Ado...


This was my breakfast on Wednesday morning. Because I have to get to my 8am class at 7:30 I get to eat and run. (Shut up! Ruffles Dip is TOO good on sandwiches! Especially if you eat them for breakfast!)



This is the 7-11 that never made the news by burning down at 1am sometime in December. We live about half a mile down the street and didn't even notice the sirens! I drive past this every day.

Ah, evidence of my poor driving. I take pictures in the car, and usually my husband drives. But when I am alone, motorists beware! I take pictures while driving!



Anyways, the first part of the day was really gloomy and cold on the way to school. And at school. And coming home from school. Then it got sunny and I had to meet my dad for a business lunch. ( No, really! It was, I swear!) But it was still cold.



This is my dad at one of the more fancy restaurants in town. He had to take a call. And I think he is scratching his back with a fork. Klassy.



This was our view. Or at least mine.





And I liked my lemon so much I just had to take a picture of it. No wonder everyone thinks I am crazy. So after a long day of business lunches and school, I had to go back to Teens in Ripped Jeans to pick up my husband. Did I mention we met there? Once again, I am just so classy, aren't I?

After all that, I started on the Boss scarf, which my boss asked me to make. It is kind of an inside joke that is work related, but, because I am a crazy knitting dork, and have never really made a posting out of my knitting, I will.

I figured that this looked business-y enough. Even though those are our window coverings, whatever they might be called. As you can see, I am only about seven and a half inches along, but it is something I am proud of ,even though it is HIDEOUS. ( Shut up, it's supposed to look that way!)

All About Jen This is one of those blurry "mysterious" pictures people take.


There is a lot more about me here than a lot of you will ever want or need to know. But hey, that's what blogs are for, right? To schlep out all of the information that you feel like sharing to people you hardly know. Yes. Free (or at least cheap) therapy- if I should ever need any.
I will Stalk your Blog. Especially if it involves ANY knitting.
I am kind of a shy person when it comes to reading the blogs of others. I will read, but not comment. So don't be afraid. I probably like you very much. There are blogs I have been reading for a long time and never commented on. If you would like me to start commenting, please leave me one. Makes me happy.
And by the way, I wasn't kidding about the knitting thing, either. I really do like to knit. So from time to time there will be pictures of my knitting or "yarn porn" as Laurie puts it. I am a super beginner knitter, so it is nothing fancy, usually scarves. But hey, I at least enjoy it. Also, I am not one of those people who will poke you with her knitting needles. I try to keep them point down around "real people".
My Garbage Man Hates Me.
Yes, Virginia. I do have a garbage MAN. How do I know this? Because anyone as mean would have to be a man. Not that I don't love a good man or two. I am married to one, actually. Just one man, though. ( Just because I am Mormon doesn't mean I have the room in my teeny townhouse to practice polygamy. Not that it's practiced anymore.)

(That's my husband on the left. He thinks I am a hypochondriac!)

Anyways, now that I have gotten enough off the topic of my hateful garbage man, we should leave that for now. I have many more stories about him much later. But, needless to say, I will have my revenge. Sooner or later.
Despite my meanie garbage man ( who doesn't get my garbage because he comes to get it at 6 in the morning ) and my neighbors ( who tend to brush their leaves onto our front walk where they KNOW I won't ever pick them up and drag a garbage can onto our lawn weekly, even if it isn't ours) I live in a pretty nice place. It is located in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. We are sandwiched uncomfortably between Montana and Washington and Canada.

I Belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints....
As I mentioned earlier, I am a Mormon. I like being a Mormon and there is nothing anyone can do to change that. So don't try. To learn more about Mormons, go here.Or not. I am not here to preach to you. I am here to share stuff about myself and make friends. If I have a totally spiritual moment or something, I will include something akin to this:
%&*^%! WARNING! SUPER SAPPY RELIGIOUS POST AHEAD*&^($#@!
That way, people who want to read it can, and anyone else can skip it. I will also include when it is over. But let's just say I am not your sterotypical Mormon. I still do all the Mormon things I can, but my husband and I eloped to fabluous Las Vegas almost a year ago. (We had to come back, of course) It was totally spur of the moment, but hey- we love each other and it was a no fuss way to get married that worked for us.
Due to some innate fear of being judged, we have only gone to church a handful (albeit a large handful) of times last year. But we are trying the best we can to live good lives and go back to church.

Yet More Word Vomit?
So by now I am sure you are thinking that this lady is crazy. No, I just have a lot to talk about. Not all the time, but I try to keep it interesting and mostly humorous. I have just paved the way for other stuff... just in case. So to wrap up:
In addition to being married and attempting to go to church, I go to school. In addition to working towards my Associates Degree at North Idaho College, I also work at Teens in Ripped Jeans, Inc. At Teens in Ripped Jeans, I write orders and generally have an ok time. But I am only planning on staying there until I have my Batchelor's degree and have secured a real job that pays better. But overall, my husband and I are very blessed, lucky individuals who normally have a good time with life.
And if you have read to the end of this post, leave me a comment!