A Baker is Born

The past couple of weeks have been pretty interesting. I've had emotional ups and downs that I never wish on anyone. Let me begin with a time line.

3 Weeks Ago

Hawker announces that there will be a final round of lay-offs. Inbetween selling houses and slinging drinks, I had to be the emotional rock for Josh and I (it is much harder than it looks). I kept a positive outlook and was the cheerleader for our team, it is like a tennis team rather than a football team, just he and I. His boss was ever scared he was going to get canned.



2 Weeks Ago

Same as the previous week, but I got another job (I am pretending to be Jamaican). I try to plan things to the best of my ability, so with the looming lay-off, I got another job. Happy face happy face happy face. Pretending a major setback won't phase us, is a tough gig. I have decided that if we ever have to move back to LA, I will actively pursue my acting career. I know if the likes of New York from "I Love New York"and Megan from "Megan Wants a Millionaire" can grace the Hollywood screen, I sure as hell can. I know the down fall is I will have to take up a diet of cigarettes and water and then flush it all out with a coffee colonic. I might even have to begin a coke habit. That one is still up for debate in the category of sacrifices for my new career. I digress.



Last Week

Josh and I were on pins and needles the entire week. We didn't know what was going to happen. Friday rolls around and the bomb drops. "I'm on my way home," he says. It was 9:30 in the morning and he was coming home because he got laid off. I immediately freaked out. I cried like I'd just been diagnosed with a terminal disease, this is how I know I'd be a great actress. The tears streamed down my face like Niagara Falls. As soon as Josh got home, they stopped. I was in panic mode. All I could think was not again. We've been through this once and it was really tough. I think that is why I hate LA so much. The last time this happened, it was a week after I'd moved. Anyway, Josh gets home and we chatted about what happened. He was in GREAT spirits. To look at us, you would think I was the one who got laid off. He received a severance package and that eased my mind a lot. The last time it was basically on of those "don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out" situations (Josh and his boss didn't get along). This time he was happy and ready to move on to the next thing. We took a walk, mainly for me to calm down. The powers of fresh air are amazing. After I was clam, we had a pretty relaxing weekend and began the new week fresh.



This week

This week was interesting. It was the first week Josh was home and my routine was a little messed up. We got through it. Tuesday was one of the best days. I was at my office and received a text from Josh, "we have a package." I told him to open it, I've never been one to wait to open gifts. There were 2 packages wrapped within the shipping box. He waiting until I got home and let me open them. The first smaller package was an IPOD docking station. It is really cool because you can hook your IPOD, NANO, or IPhone up to this and it will play, no headphones necessary. This was one of the things on our registry. I forgot we'd registered for it. I screamed and smiled and laughed. The next box was much larger and weighed a lot more. I shredded the paper and it was the convection bread maker we'd registered for. AMAZING! Once again, I forgot we'd registered for this beautiful stainless steel piece of work. I did a happy dance. Our apartment looked like most houses on Christmas morning. We had to start a "wrapping paper trash bag." It was the coolest most unexpected thing. Then Josh hands me an envelope. It was from Gramsie and Gramps (this maternal grandparents who live in Miami Beach in a ridiculous high rise building. They are pimptastic). It was an engagement gift from them. All of these things came at the perfect time.



With one of (my) our new toys. I made my first loaf of bread. It was easy and I think I've found my new calling. Josh and I discussed creating a drive through window in our front door. A baker has been born in me and who knows where this could take us!