highlights of the week...job interview...

Well another Thanksgiving came and went. Good food, great company, all in all a success. Success as defined by lilhousemama= nobody killed, traumatized beyond repair, no food poisoning or other lasting harm.

This last week has been a weird one. I got tired of waiting for my Dean to set me up with an externship, my last official class. I have been out of actual classes since August,  just hanging around home. I seem to alternate between being bored to tears and actually enjoying the lack of brain usage.

At any rate, I called the school and to my surprise, was informed that there was an interview for an externship the next day. Beginning to panic, immediately  upon hanging up started the babysitter search.  I was chatting with one of my best girls, while on the phone the other line rang and I ignored it.

After I got off the phone with her I checked to see who it was that had called, it was the Dean's assistant~ She was wrong the interview was TODAY not tomorrow, and in 3 hours no less.

Long story longer, my best girl dropped everything she was doing and rushed over (she lives @30 min away) and somewhere between struggling to update my crummy resume and  trying on my 3ed outfit she showed up .

The next thing I knew I was sitting in an office with 3 head honchos from medical clinics surrounding my area, but I was being  interviewed at the same time/and with 3 other people.

It kinda turned into a weird game show like, slow motion version of "Jeopardy". With all of us vying for the best adjectives: hardworking, responsible, shit she stole my answer again, dedicated, dependable.

At some point during the interview I mentioned that I had spent the last 10 yrs being a stay at home mom with 5 kids. Next question, unmistakably directed at me: how do you handle stress?  Not really sure what my thought process was here, but without missing a beat I said "I smoke a lot!"

 THANK GOD they had a sense of humor and actually laughed!!

One of them asked me "what were you smoking?"

--Me: " Not that, or I would be a lot more relaxed then I am!" 

Again, I watch the words come out of my mouth realize to my horror what I am saying and then just keep on saying them.. 

But they laughed again ( Thank god again for small favors!)

After the interview as I was nearly running for the door one of the interviewers jumped in front of me and while shaking my hand preceded to tell me me how funny I was. FUNNY! Oh I am so glad I was being funny, I just thought I was making an ass of myself!  ha ha  ha! Not really sure wether to expect a call back or not?
Pretty sure the interviewer called me a pot head during the course of the interview... interesting, not really sure how I feel about that, but a pot head is better then an ass any day...right?

That was BY FAR the most interesting thing that happened this week.

Oh yeah, and apparently we are getting another dog.
GROAN. I love dogs! Just not the wonderful and easy to get emotionally attached to, but dying ones
. This one is an Aussie Shepard, about a year old and supposedly potty trained.



Peace out dearies, hope my interesting interview gave you a laugh or two...I am obsessing over it still. ugh. Should hear back early next week.??

Still alive...

After numerous calls to tech support and a borrowed modem we are back online! Whoo hoo!! Catching up on netflix sitcoms tonight...tomorrow I will post updates.

endless ramblings of a crazy housewife...

Well as usual the 'snowpocalypse' fell far short of  the mass hysteria. Sure there was wind, and cold but that's not un-typical of a Utah Winter. Honestly, I was alittle disappointed. Of course I was curled up in front of a wood stove making stew, not trying to drive in it, so...

TODAY..Today..today...I plan on staying in my pajamas all day and baking pies while I wander aimlessly through the house and nag at children to help me keep it semi-clean. Not that everyone hasn't seen my house a mess, believe me they have, just that 'Tomorrow's Thanksgiving'. I say "Everybody" as though we had "Everybody" coming over... Um, no. Possibly my Dad. Other then that, its just us.

But is it soo terrible to want everything to be perfect? I know it will never happen, and things will go wrong, and I refuse to be a-- (cover your ears if they are virgins)  B*I*T*C*H to get help. However, if I am going to fix mountains of food for 'just us' then they could try to keep it a little clean. Right?

In fact tomorrow, for Thanksgiving, I fully intend to pull my best Julia Child's imitation, and drink as much as I feel necessary to endure and press on with the holiday madness without having to break out my can o'woopen ass.
  On the menu: Turkey, attempted homemade stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, twice baked sweet potatoes with marshmallows and pecans, brussel sprouts, rolls, cranberry sauce... and if that wernt' enough I had to stumble across a recipe for stuffed mushrooms! Jeez... Me and my bright ideas. Yeah definitely taking the Julia Child approach to cooking because more wine is always better!