It's been one of those zip-a-dee-doo-dah days...

You know when you open your mouth to speak and a song suddenly comes out instead? My friends, that is what a zip-a-dee-doo-dah day is. Moving on.... I'm sorry for getting ahead of myself. Lets start at the beginning, shall we? So, I did get a job and I am absolutely relieved. I will be working on an orthopaedic floor at Good Samaritan Hospital in Downtown Phoenix. I worked there as an extern last year, so I know that they have awesome nurses and great management on that floor. Halelujer! I hate to blow passed that, because it is a huge deal for me, but I just had the best weekend ever...

WE WENT TO DISNEYLAND! hooo hooo chicka chicka! It was so much fun. Jason and I sort of planned it at the last minute. And when I say "Jason and I," I mean me. Sometimes you just gotta go with your instincts. I woke up one day and thought, "I want to go visit the happiest place on earth." So, we did. What is my favorite ride? Oh, I thought you would never ask. SPLASH MOUNTAIN! Without a doubt, as evidenced by all of these photos.

"I WANT YOU!"-Jeannie

The next photo is a failure, but I'm all about the reality, so I posted it. SHAMEFUL is what I will name this one. Jason is doing the oh so original "thinker" and I'm doing the "Titanic Scene." You probably haven't seen these poses before...so....
That's right mother truckers! We got swagger...
I think my hands look like Jim Carrey's version of "The Grinch." You know how is hands hyper-extend?Did I ever tell you that my Jason is an artist? This picture has life meaning that only we could appreciate. If you haven't seen the skit on SNL called "Gilly" then you should go to http://www.hulu.com/ and type in SNL Gilly. It will explain my pose...

Yeah, we are every disneylander's worst nightmare. I wonder how many family portrait's we ruined that day... I mean, really. For instance, the last photo presented...it was that little girl's first time at Disneyland. You know they purchased a copy. I half-way feel bad, because splash mountain is my happy thought and I will sacrifice that for no one, NO ONE! My dream is to have a backstage pass to this ride. There are so many nooks and crannies that I want to explore. Magical.

I realized that I wasn't on vacation anymore when I drove Jason's truck to Phoenix this afternoon. My tire blew out. I sat on the freeway for like an hour before I was helped. I even broke into the "ugly cry." There is a normal, sweet cry, and then there is the "ugly cry." This consists of a yelling cry with moaning and sniffling along with sporadic choppy gasps. You understand. Jason was awesome, and came to help me because of course "THIS WAS HIS FAULT!" I mean, he was supposed to know this would happen, right? I even hate me sometimes...grievous. He took my ranting and raving like a champ as usual.

Pedaling forward, I went to Fresh and Easy after running an errand in Phoenix when I did the unthinkable. I blew a flippy-floppy. I was graceful as could be, walking down the cheese isle(my favorite isle), when I took a drastic scissor like stumble. I nearly did the splits when my flip flop broke. The front foot went forward at rocket speed and I heard a screech and a stub. It was ugly. So I had to walk like a gimp out of the grocery store like a fool.

I texted Jason, "I am convinced that it is just one of those days that I need to lock myself in the house and give the blinds an occasional flicker in order to view the outside world. I just broke my shoe and almost fell down at Fresh and Easy."

Jason texted back, "don't worry, having more than two blow outs in one day is highly unlikely." He is so wise, and always knows how to make me feel better.