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Tales from a 311 addict

311 Cruise 2011

It has been almost two years since I went on my first cruise – the first ever 311 cruise. Now I had always said that I would NEVER take a cruise. I wasn’t very keen on the idea of getting on a boat and being on the ocean in the middle of nowhere (cue Titanic music). Then 311 announced that they would be cruising to Turks and Caicos in the first EVER 311 Caribbean Cruise, setting sail on 3-3-11. Like the old saying goes, never say never. Yes, the girl who swore she would never step foot on a giant ship to sail somewhere booked the cruise as soon as she could. This was just too great an opportunity to pass up and the way I looked at it, if I was going down then what better place to be than with the band I love?

Awesome!!

Flash forward to departure day – 3-3-11. It was like a dream come true. As I checked in to board the boat the band arrived and were ushered through the sea (no pun intended) of people waiting to board the Carnival Destiny. I couldn’t believe it…I was getting on a boat with these guys! Could it get any cooler? Oh it could.

Once on board we checked out our room and hit the Lido deck to see the stage set up. After exploring the boat a little bit we waited for the drill to start so we could secure a spot to watch the first 311 show. After a bunch of people trying to coral a bunch of excitables into organized drill lines we were dismissed and quickly ran to prepare for the first 311 show at sea! As the ship left the Port of Miami, 311 took the stage. Words really can’t describe the energy that I felt during that time. The air was warm, the fans were energized and the band has never sounded better. I attribute that to the melodic tones bouncing off the waves. They played Jupiter, which I had never heard live and about cried when they did. They played my all time favorite 8:16AM. But the best part was when they broke into Summer of Love. My husband had graciously offered to go get me and the people we were with pizzas because we realized we hadn’t eaten since breakfast and were all starving. He had been gone awhile and that’s when Summer of Love began to play. I freaked because I knew how much he loved that song and didn’t want him to miss it. It was as if the Gods had planned it this way – a group of people parted and through them comes my husband, carrying two pizzas and smiling as he rocked out to the song. He made it back to hear most of the song with us, while we munched on some delicious pizza. Happiness was the emotion felt by all.

Lido Deck Show 3-3-11

The boat was a floating orb of positivity. We met up with people from Boston and people we had met prior to cruising. We made new friends. We drank. My husband got sea sick. We drank some more. We sunned. We partied. We took a ridiculous amount of photos.

Loving life on board!

We met the band! Although briefly and quick, that minute was one of the most surreal and awesome moments of my life. I thought I could keep my cool and act laid back but the minute the Sixthman crew sent me behind the curtain where the guys were waiting my shaking took over and I somehow managed to smile and spit out the words “Hey guys, thanks for coming into my life 17 years ago.”  They all smiled and said aww that’s sweet. I did my best pose and smiled, praying to God that neither my husband or myself blinked or made a stupid face. I then proceeded to hug Nick, even though they said not to and my hubby shook their hands. Needless to say I was on cloud nine the rest of the day. Hell I’m still on cloud 9 from it! (And the picture came out great!!!)

 

With 311 on the cruise!!

 

The second show I saw was indoors at the theatre and the sea was so angry that the whole ship was rocking back and forth like you wouldn’t believe. It was so bad at one point that my whole row fell over into each other. Despite that the band somehow seemed unfazed and continued to rock. I heard Jupiter for the second time in 3 days and thought I had died and gone to heaven. I heard Pnut play Coda for the first time. The set list was amazing but unfortunately I had to experience it without my love due to his sea sickness. He did manage to hear a few songs before leaving. Lesson learned from this is to get the sea patch from your doctor before you board and wear it!!! Trust me…it’ll keep you from wishing you had never stepped on that rocky boat.

Despite his bout with sea sickness we did manage to have an awesome time and leave with some great memories and new friends. There is so much more I could write about this cruise. The experience of being on that first one is something no one can ever take from me and I am so glad I did it. For those who haven’t gone yet, do whatever you can to get on one at some point. Trust me it is worth every penny. I got a second job just to pay for the first cruise!

The ship from the shore of Turks & Caicos!

Tomorrow marks exactly six weeks until we fly to Miami for the third 311 cruise (our second one since we missed 2012 and opted for 311 Day instead). As I write this blog entry my skin has started to tingle and my brain is racing in anticipation of the new adventure. New boat, new friends to be with, and three shows to look forward to. Not to mention some other great bands I’m excited to see. I wish I could rent a boat big enough to take everyone who wants and deserves to go. Just know if you aren’t going you will get there one day. Up until 2011 I never thought I would get to experience a special 311 event. Dreams do come true! This time once I depart the ship from the 5 day party, I plan to write down all my memories as soon as possible, instead of procrastinating and taking two years! Stay positive and love your life.

 

The loving couple as the hit the beach!
Bon Voyage!
Tales from a 311 addict

My very first 311 Day experience.

 

If you’ve read my previous post then you know I’ve been a fan of 311 since 1996 – in other words, a long time! I’ve been an avid lover of the band for 16 years and every other year they throw a big party to celebrate 311 day (March 11th for you non-311 addicts). Of all the ones that were held, I somehow could never seem to line my schedule & finances up so that I could attend one. So I vowed after missing the one in 2010 that there was no way in hell I was letting another one pass without being there.

So finally in March of 2012, the stars aligned and I found myself on the strip in Las Vegas, ready for my first 311 day experience.  The band had decided to do something different at this years 311 day event. Instead of playing one really long set on March 11th, they would split up the show between two nights. So on March 10th, we watched 2 sets and rang in 311 day with the band, then on March 11 we finished the holiday off with them watching another 2 sets. Two nights of 311 Day – I was ecstatic.

One of the greatest aspects of this pilgrimage to Las Vegas was that I was going to be seeing tons of the friends I’ve made over the years of being a 311 fan. Not only was I there to celebrate the holiday with 311, I was also there surrounded by tons of other 311 fanatics. I could feel the electric charge of the unity the fans brought with them (or it may have been from the bright neon lights but whatever).

Everyone had told me about their 311 day experiences prior to my own. I was told of how amazing the event was, how great it was to be surrounded by a ton of 311 fans, and how it was fun walking up and down the streets spotting people in 311 gear. I’d seen footage from 311 day shows and always known that the day I made it to my first would be magical. Well…IT WAS!! Thanks to a very, very awesome person, I was able to get right up on the rail for both nights.  I was at 311 day…and I was in the front row. Somebody pinch me!!

The shows were amazing, as I expected. Tons of songs I hadn’t heard in quite sometime and songs I had never heard live! They opened with Omaha Stylee the first night and it started the night off right. 311 debuted Time is Precious, a B-side from Evolver. Nick came out and sang Waiting In Vain, a Bob Marley cover, by himself. The energy of the crowd during that moment was amazing. There was the Beat Squad, who played drums with the band for Freak Out and Jackpot, which ended the show. Could anything top this night?

Oh wait right, night 2 could!! Firewater debut!! Too Much Too Fast debut! Jupiter! Speak Easy with the Unity Percussion Ensemble! 8:16 AM! Gap dedicated to all the fans with 311 tattoos! These are just some of my favorite moments (and excuse the over use of exclamation points…I was just so damn excited). Did I mention I was on the rail again? Surreal.

The rest of the trip was just the icing on the cake. The fan party was a blast (only marred by the fact that my hubby lost his license and we had to pay $75 to have his passport overnighted to us so we could fly home 2 days later). We got to meet up with the 311 Familia and take a huge group photo. I saw so many people that I’d partied with previously and met so many new people…it was just truly a moving experience. I added to my growing group of 311 family a lot on this trip! At one point, two girls were walking towards my husband and I and he said “hey they have 311 shirts on”, and I looked up and was like “Hey!! Whats going on ladies!” I knew them. My husband just shook his head and said, “Of course you know them” and laughed. It was great.

The 311 Familia Photo in front of the Monte Carlo fountain!

 

March 2012 and I attended my first 311 day, in Las Vegas, surrounded by fellow fans and basking in sunshine & 70 degree temperatures. Words really can’t describe the warm feeling that this event gave me and that I carry with me day to day. When I feel down or I’m having a bad day, I can listen to audio from that show or look at pictures and be transported back to one of the best times of my life. The only thing I can compare it to was the 1st 311 Cruise back in 2011…but I’ll save that experience for next time.

Thanks to all that are reading! Stay positive…love your life!

Tales from a 311 addict

How I became addicted to 311.

This story begins 17 years ago, in the year 1995. I was graduating high school. I was 18. I was having a blast with my friends. I loved music and going to concerts. Then one day on the radio came a song. “All mixed up, don’t know what to do” – the voice singing those lyrics sang out to me. Who was this band that seemed to be drawing me in and that I felt a connection with? The band was 311, and this is where my love for them began.

 

Nick - 311 Day 2012

There are a few things you might be thinking right now, depending on who you are. One, you might be thinking, “311? Never heard of them.” You might be thinking, “311? They’re still together?”  If you personally know me, you might be thinking, “Good lord here we go again with the 311 talk.”  Then again, you might also be a 311 junkie like I am, and be thinking, “Hell yeah, its about time someone blogged about 311!!” Since not everyone is like me, I’ll give the non-311 fans a quick run down of who the band is.

 

Pnut - 311 Day 2012

The five members of the band – Nick, SA, P-Nut, Tim, and Chad – all grew up in Omaha, Nebraska. These five guys have been making music together as 311 since 1991 and are still going strong to this day. It was in 1996 that they released the song “Down” and it went to #1 on the Billboard Modern Rock Chart. After years of recording and touring, the media was finally paying attention to the band and they were getting the recognition they deserved.

Tim - 311 Day 2012

So what happened after 1996? Well they’ve released a lot more material and developed a large following of devoted fans. They’ve made March 11th a holiday for all of those loyal followers aka the excitable crew.  They’ve hosted 2 cruises to tropical islands and held their own multi-day outdoor festival. They start their 10th consecutive summer of touring amphitheaters on July 4th, 2012.

SA - 311 Day 2012

Some people reading this may think I haven’t given enough background on the band or enough details. Let me explain something – that really isn’t the point of this post. I’m simply trying to give sort of a cliff’s notes version to anyone reading that has no clue about the band. This post is more about my love…ok, we’ll say addiction to the band and all that they represent. So forgive me for the brief history. If you want more background on the band read on here… http://www.311.com/band/band-history. That is where the information came from.

Chad - 311 Day 2012

So lets retreat back to me discovering the band in 1996.  I ran out and bought the blue album.  Then a friend played the album Grassroots for me. I heard it in 1996 while visiting Virginia Beach. It was January and unusually warm – it made it into the 70’s the whole time we were there. Suddenly the song “8:16 A.M.” began to play. The lyrics instantly struck me – especially where it says “its 73 degrees, January easily glides.” It just made that moment of me first hearing it magical because it was January…and in the 70’s. I could feel myself falling more and more in love with this band every song that played. Needless to say, I ran out and bought my own copy of Grassroots, along with the first album Music. Hooked.

My 311 tattoo, for my favorite song.

Years passed by and with each new release, I fell in love more. The lyrics…the musicianship…the live shows – it was all magical and enchanting. More so was the energy that the band as a whole emits to their fans. The messages that they spread are uplifting and motivating. They speak from the heart and provide listeners a connection like no other. “Stay positive and love your life” has become one of their most famous lyrics and really has become every true fans motto at this point. Who wouldn’t love a band that spreads peace, unity, love and respect?

27 shows later and my love for 311 is so deep rooted in my life that I carry it with me every day. It isn’t just about the band themselves, it’s so much more to me. 311 has taught me so much over the years and the vibe they exude energizes me from day to day. The band hasn’t just provided me with a way of living, they’ve introduced me to a collection of people that I may not have met if they didn’t exist. I’ve made friends from all over the country and some out of the country, all because of 311. I’ve honestly met some of the nicest people and we’ve all bonded over our love for 311, but its stemmed to become so much more. “I’ve got a clique, but it’s more like a family”, as 311 so perfectly puts it.

So here begins my blogging about my adventures & addiction with 311 and stories of some of the great people I’ve met along the way.  I’ll do my best to post as often as possible – just bear with me when school starts again in August and my free time dwindles down to nothing. If you love 311, then hopefully you’ll love my blog. If you love music – well keep reading too because not only am I a 311 junkie, but my husband and I love all kinds of music and I’ll post about that too. After all, as 311 says, “Musics what I need to keep my sanity.”

My hubby, the band and I on the 1st 311 Cruise

 

 

Life in general

I love Boston…but I’m IN love with NYC.

I came to this realization last Friday as I walked through the area of Boston known as the South End, while waiting for a friend. Ahhh Boston, my first love and my home. Yet even as I walked the streets and gazed at the Hancock building in the distance, I realized for the first time in a long time that something was different. I didn’t really want to live here. There was another place that was pulling at my heart strings and begging me to move to it. That place? New York City. To be more specific, a borough of NYC – Brooklyn.


My sister currently lives in Brooklyn in the Greenpoint neighborhood. I have been there countless times since she has started living there. I know the driving route so well I don’t even need my navigation anymore. I can always find parking. The neighborhood is full of fun places to eat, drink, and be merry. The food is almost always amazing anywhere we go. The bodega that my sister frequents has the nicest man in the world running it. The ferry over to Manhattan is only a couple of blocks away, and let me tell you, taking that ferry on a beautiful sunny day is such a great ride.

So I’ll admit it – I’m head over heels in love with Brooklyn. I want to move there. I want to be able to hop over to Williamsburg on a Sunday and hit the flea market or go out to one of my favorite restaurants PT. I want to be able to board the ferry and take the 10 minute boat ride over to Manhattan. I want to jog down the road on a nice day and people watch as I enjoy the scenery. I want to head over to the Brooklyn Brewery on a Saturday and drink some drafts while petting Monster, their pet cat. The vast amount of cool places that this area has amazes me. While some people think NYC is dirty, I think it’s beautiful. Viewing the graffiti that fills the area is like visiting an art museum for free. Everything about this place is a piece of art in my eyes.

So while for now I live in Massachusetts, in a city other than Boston, I dream of the day I make the move to NY. I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for you Boston. As the song says, “Love that dirty water, oh Boston you’re my home.” You will always be my hometown, but NY is where my heart is.

Life in general

Update to the gum grafting.

Guess what? A portion of the graft didn’t heal right. Yup, that’s right, you heard me – my gums hate me.

What now? Back for more surgery! I can hardly stand the anticipation. While I’m really not looking forward to round 3 of this Chrissy vs. Gums war, I can at least say that I don’t have to have surgery again until September and they aren’t charging me. Free dental work? Never heard of such a thing before now. I’m guessing it’s because the periodontist couldn’t control that my gums didn’t feel like healing properly. Free works for me!

This time I won’t have to have tissue removed from the roof of my mouth either, so that’s another bonus right there. Instead, they are moving tissue over from the area next to the tooth that didn’t heal properly. So only the bottom will be affected. I’m thinking this time around it’s going to be A LOT easier to deal with.

I just have to remember to have a taco before my surgery this time. Although, who am I kidding, I’ll probably still crave them anyways.

Did I mention the surgery is the day after my 3 year wedding anniversary? You know I’ll be celebrating the night before with lots of delicious food!

End rant.

Life in general

Undergoing gum grafting.

I’ve had this done once before. It wasn’t fun then and it still isn’t fun now.

On Friday April 20th I went to a periodontist to have a gum grafting procedure done. They take tissue from the roof of your mouth and stitch it to the area that you have receding gums.  I had the procedure done back in 2006, only they didn’t use my own tissue. At that time, they used a substitute, and it didn’t work to help my gums not recede. Since then the two center bottom teeth in my mouth have receded severely and I have started to have bone loss in the teeth because of this. So back in for procedure #2, only this time it was necessary to use my own tissue.

Overall, the procedure itself was not horrible. I wasn’t knocked out, much to peoples surprise. I was just severely dosed up on Novocaine. I even drove myself home after the surgery was done! Talk about a trooper huh? The worse part of my time at the periodontist was listening to the soft rock on the radio. I knew I should have brought my iPod!! (Consider that a little bit of advice to any of you that are going to have this done.)

It has been 10 days now since the surgery and I am FINALLY not in that much pain. On the one week anniversary date, I was starting to get really nervous because I was still in an incredible amount of pain. Not where they grafted the tissue to my gums, but where they took the tissue from the roof. They put packing on that area but the first night it fell off while I was sleeping. Thankfully, I didn’t choke on it (I can hear the news anchors now – girl chokes on packing from gum surgery, details at 11).  Since then it has been…lets call it a challenge to eat and not have my tongue hit that overly sensitive area. It has been so bad that the pain has actually spread to my teeth, making it feel much more like a toothache than anything else. Eating was the most unenjoyable event for me, and in case you couldn’t tell from previous posts, I love eating! Work was torture because I had to talk and by days end my mouth was throbbing. All I looked forward to was getting out of work, doing my school work, and by 8 taking my codeine and going to bed. I felt like a pill addict.

So here we are. Sunday. Day 10. How do I feel? SO much better than I have felt since the night before I had all of this done. This is the first day I haven’t taken any pain medication. Last night was the first time I had any alcohol since the procedure. Did the red wine cure my pain? I can’t say, but you do the math!

I’m still eating carefully because although the tissue has started to heal on the roof of my mouth, it still isn’t great. All I’m craving is a taco…and I don’t care what happens I’m eating one on Cinco de Mayo come hell or high water. My follow up appointment is this coming Friday so I’ll try to update you all with details on how it has all went. I have packing on the gum line and can’t see what it looks like. I feel like the people that get revealed after having plastic surgery on those reality shows. Let’s hope the audience doesn’t gasp when they see me!

End rant.

Life in general

Slamming your thumb in the car door…

I highly recommend that you DO NOT do what is listed in the title of this post. My thumb is throbbing right now and typing without using your thumb, while possible, is quite uncomfortable.

How did I come about injuring my thumb? Simple. I was rushing and absentmindedly shut my thumb on my right hand into my car door as I arrived at work. Now to avoid completely horrifying you, I will not post photos. Thankfully I didn’t completely shut the door so that it latched and locked, but I did shut it hard enough that my right hand thumb has been out of commission for the day.

What happens when you show people what you just did to your thumb? Well there were a variety of reactions. Most began with the “Oww!” and “That looks horrendous!”  Then it was followed mostly by “Oh my, you are gonna have to drill a hole in that nail to let the blood out.”  Yes, a lovely pool of blood was collecting under my nail and making all sorts of shapes throughout the day. Sorry if you don’t like reading about blood, but again that is why I posted no photos.

Now most people know that when a child falls you shouldn’t panic and react because that is what sets fear into them most of the time and causes them to panic and cry.  This continues into adulthood people! As everyone overreacted to my thumb incident I began to panic more and more. For most of my work day I sat there staring at my thumb honestly expecting it to shrivel up and fall off unless I cut a big whole into my nail bed. Oh and did I mention everyone telling me I’m going to lose my nail completely? Yeah all of this helped so much.

Well guess what? That didn’t happen. Here’s what has happened: its sore, sensitive, and looks like crap.  If I put pressure on it…well I just am trying not to do that. However against my better judgement I made a little hole with a pin into my nail bed. It bled a little and the pressure feels slightly better but that big ugly blotch is still there.

Let me clarify here so no one gets all bent out of shape: I appreciate all of the input people gave me today. I just don’t think people scaring the crap out of me really helped the situation.  So really all I’m getting at is that if someone hurts themselves and you react to them – do it gently people! Most of us are just big kids who want people to calm us down when we get hurt.

So far my thumb nail is still here and I can still type, just slightly slower and more gently than I did before. Here’s hoping it heals with no problems and I don’t have to become left handed.

End rant. Goodnight world!

Life in general

Surviving the corporate takeover.

As I said in my previous post, I apologize for neglecting you for the past three months. School full time and work full time will drain every ounce of spare moments you have as well as your energy to make your brain function. So here I am with a little over two weeks until the next semester starts so let me catch you up.

First of all, I finished my first semester towards my masters degree in journalism.  Although it was trying at times, I really enjoy being back in school! (As my niece would say, I’m not a geek I’m an intellectual badass.)  Now I don’t want to brag but I did get all A’s in my classes which means my grade point average is a 4.0.  Not bad for my first semester back in school after six years! My social life may have suffered but I kicked some academic butt.

Secondly, I went back to work full time as I said way back in September.  Since then we have been going through a buy out from the corporate office (we were an affiliate before).  It was nerve-racking because corporate couldn’t offer us jobs until we were no longer affiliate employees.  So on December 30 the sale happened, we went home from work, and waited all New Years weekend to find out our fate. Now we were all pretty sure that we would have jobs, but nothing seems guaranteed in this world anymore. So needless to say when we gathered for the corporate welcome meeting this past Tuesday at 7:30 A.M. we were all slightly edgy.

Guess what happened? We all still have jobs. Just like we’d thought but stressed about for quite awhile. The benefits are great, the pay is the same, and I’m personally going to be doing something entirely different than what my job function was before. I welcome the change with open arms! I’m just happy to have a job.  Plus it will be fun to learn some new duties of the office.

Is everyone happy? Of course not. No one ever is. There are the typical people there who were complaining before about everything and are still complaining now. Honestly they will probably be complaining until the day they drop dead. It truly amazes me how people play the victim in life and don’t take responsibility for their own actions. It’s your life people – if you aren’t happy do something to improve it!

I don’t know who said it, but I once heard that the only thing constant is change. It’s the truth. People hate change. They like routine. I like it too.  However I know that change is going to happen and all  you can do is accept the changes and adapt to them, or figure out a way to change your life around it to be happier. I’m trying to have a new attitude toward change. Change can be a good thing! It’s all how you choose to look at it.  So if you are encountering a change in your life, attack that b*tch! You can conquer anything!

Enough positive ranting for now. As always, thanks for reading!

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Yama Zakura – Northborough, MA

I know – its been too long since I’ve posted anything and I’m sorry! School, work, and the holidays kicked my butt. I’m going to do my best to blog as much between now and the beginning of next semester, I promise! (If anyone at all even cares.)  Here’s a little restaurant review I’ve been meaning to post!

My husband and I celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary on September 6, 2011.  Being that we both love food and drinks, it is quickly becoming our tradition that we go out somewhere really fantastic to eat in honor of our special day.  This year we chose to go out for sake and sushi and ended up at Yama Zakura.

Yama Zakura is located at 369 West Main Street in Northboro, in a little plaza that doesn’t look like much from the outside. Once you step in the restaurant though you wouldn’t even know you were in the suburbs.  The restaurant expanded not long ago, opening up the place and creating a whole new atmosphere.  The decor is modern yet cozy with the lighting keeping the place casual yet sophisticated. Honestly I felt like I was in an establishment in Boston, not Northborough.

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now on to the reason we went to this establishment – sake and sushi!! Let me sum it up in this way – My husband said he will have difficulty going any other sushi place because all others pale in comparison to Yama Zakura.  We started with some edamame – a staple in any sushi outing if you ask me. Then for the main event we ordered four rolls – the rainbow, the Jennifer, the good life, and the volcano.  The Jennifer roll was one of the most delicious sushi rolls I’ve ever eaten!! Consisting of tempura sweet potato, avocado, cucumber, and topped with sweet potato, avocado, panko and Zakura sauce, this roll was an explosion of flavor that has yet to leave my mind or taste buds! The good life was a little roll of heaven with spicy tuna (I’m a raw tuna addict), and cucumber wrapped in more tuna and topped with panko, tobiko, and Zakura sauce. The rainbow and volcano, two common rolls my husband loves, were both fresh and delightful!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We both had sake and Sapporo to wash down the delicious fish but opted for no dessert because honestly we were both so full I don’t think we could’ve fit anything else in! The bill was high but for two things of sake a piece, two appetizers, and four rolls I wouldn’t expect any less. Plus for sushi this good I was willing to pay!! The waitstaff was on their game and while the restaurant noise carried it didn’t bother me or force me to scream to speak to my husband.

If you are a sushi lover and haven’t tried Yama Zakura in Northborough yet I strongly suggest you plan a night out. There’s a reason that Anna, the owner, has been voted best chef by the readers of the Worcester Telegram & Gazette the last two years! Run, don’t walk, to Yama Zakura. I wouldn’t steer you in the wrong direction!

Life in general

Life update: back to work & back to school!

I’m sorry. I’ve been neglecting you. It wasn’t intentional. Life has just gotten pretty hectic in the past couple of weeks. But I’m back! Here for your entertainment or the cure to your boredom. What has kept me so rudely absent? Here goes…

First off, I was accepted to the masters program for Mass Media & Journalism at Clarion University in Pennsylvania. The whole program is online and I am attending full time, which is 3 classes. I’m really very excited to be doing this. I love to learn and have truly missed going to school since I graduated back in 2005! So its taking me a bit to adjust but I’m loving it. First week in and I feel good.

Second, I’m going back to work. Full time. At the company that I was laid off from back in February, prompting me to start this little blog. So unfortunately for those who were my cohorts in the land of unemployment, I will no longer be posting about being unemployed.  I got the call the other day that a girl wasn’t working out and they wanted me back. I already knew the job and the people, plus its going back to the same hours, pay, etc… You can’t go wrong with that. In this day & age when you have this kind of opportunity you have to take it.

Will I be giving up blogging? I think not. I really love this little world of mine on the web. Is anyone reading it? Who knows. In my mind there are a ton of you and you cling to every word I say. So lets just go with that.

It may take some time for me to learn to balance work, school, my love for food and the blog but have no fear! We will continue on. There will be more food reviews because, lets face it, a girls gotta eat! Till next time my cyber friends, I bid you adieu.