tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24200634241445050522012-02-16T00:22:54.104-07:00Vanessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17097061364984934597noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420063424144505052.post-78084615961370694002007-02-02T10:48:00.000-07:002007-02-02T11:13:04.865-07:00Well... as of today I have been at my job one month. I won't pretend the transition has been easy for me, but it is getting better, and that is all I can hope for. (I have only cried once this week!) I brought in bagels and cream cheese for everyone this morning as kind of a celebration, but more so because it was Friday and half the office staff was going to be away for one reason or another. Seems like a good day for bagels to me!<br /><br />I am enjoying the little town so far. In particular, I have enjoyed the abundance of pickup trucks and the way people tend to wear an embarrassing lack of clothing considering the weather. I saw a guy shoveling his walk yesterday in shorts. (That is snow shoveling in shorts.) And there is a gentleman who frequents the planning office who seems to prefer neon orange tank tops in 20 degree weather. I can only guess this some kind of Montana-guy-toughness-I’ll-show-you-cold kind of thing. I suppose, though, he might always be on his way to go hunting, and the only neon orange he owns is in tank top form. In either case, I probably won’t ask him about it.<br /><br />Otherwise, things are falling into place. I am doing what I can to find my place, not only in a new community, not only in a new state, but in basically a new country after being gone two years. At least I speak the local language!<br /><br />I am still working on my Rubix cube I got at Christmas.<br />I have mastered the warm green salad.<br />I have bought most of the thrift store hippie skirts I could find and I am knitting them into a rug.<br />Shaun and I are happy, and managing to not only live together but also work together in peace.<br /><br />So pretty good overall.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420063424144505052-7808461596137069400?l=bitterroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vanessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17097061364984934597noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420063424144505052.post-53015826484103453962007-01-29T19:05:00.000-07:002007-01-29T19:25:57.597-07:00<span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;">Welcome! Welcome! Welcome!</span></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6n_B0NihI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dfP18RxFxcY/s1600-h/DSC02104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6n_B0NihI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dfP18RxFxcY/s320/DSC02104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025638935453075986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />This is the living room...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> this is the bed room...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6qth0NinI/AAAAAAAAABY/V7r2yuKed8U/s1600-h/DSC02105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6qth0NinI/AAAAAAAAABY/V7r2yuKed8U/s320/DSC02105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025641933340248690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6pBh0NikI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4Jk0meNs5QU/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6pBh0NikI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4Jk0meNs5QU/s320/DSC02106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025640077914376770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6pmB0NilI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SVudQenty4I/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6pmB0NilI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SVudQenty4I/s320/DSC02107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025640704979602002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh and this... this is the kitchen... notice the curtains! I made them from old dresses!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> And these too, in the bathroom... from an old smock...<br /><br />Wait, wait... don't go! Let me show you up stairs!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6reB0NioI/AAAAAAAAABo/opuusJuBY3A/s1600-h/DSC02108.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6reB0NioI/AAAAAAAAABo/opuusJuBY3A/s320/DSC02108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025642766563904130" border="0" /></a> This is the upstairs! You like my house?!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6sRh0NipI/AAAAAAAAABw/do-1CfhrSkM/s1600-h/DSC02109.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A2gyxV6ZUJo/Rb6sRh0NipI/AAAAAAAAABw/do-1CfhrSkM/s320/DSC02109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025643651327167122" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420063424144505052-5301582648410345396?l=bitterroots.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vanessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17097061364984934597noreply@blogger.com1