10-mile Mark

So, this week I have been offered two jobs, neither of which I have started. The out-of-school time youth worker position was just offered to me, and two days ago I went to orientation for the substitute TA job and got my I.D. I told the youth worker employer I would call her back. Now it's time to think think think. I wish I had a straight answer so I knew which job to take.

Obviously, this decision would be much easier if I had experience in at least one of the jobs. I do still have employment for the next two weeks so I figure I'll go through with that either way, and hopefully by then I'll have  a clearer grasp of which job suites me. Prayer is always helpful, guys. Please pray for clarity in this decision for me.

So the birthday/new job celebration was grand. We had our free pie and went and ate our favorites at Olive Garden, and also grew up a bit and ordered dessert for the first time. We had never tried an Olive Garden dessert, though we always wanted to, but since we were feeling less poor than usual we went ahead and picked something to share. We ordered the zeppoli (little Italian donuts, like an Italian version of the French beignets, unless you don't know what that is, then I can't help you), it came with chocolate sauce, it was delicious.

While we were dating, I would give G the little notebook I always keep in my purse for his birthday. Literally just days before we met, I had been at Target with a great friend of mine (this was my senior year in high school) and she told me, jokingly, that if I was good she would by me a treat. I think she needed something from the school supplies section, which would be how the tiny notebooks caught my eye, but I remember picking up a little one that said  "notes" on the cover and falling in love. She bought it for me as my treat.

I kept it in my purse as a place to put any little thoughts that came to mind when I wasn't near a computer. Days later I met G at an orchestra festival and we stayed up all night talking. The week after that I started writing at least once a day in that notebook. When his birthday rolled around over half a year later I realized the notebook was almost completely filled with thoughts and poems about him, so I wrapped it with his gift and gave it to him. I replaced it with a new little notebook, and the next year gave him that one as well. He got me a slightly bigger notebook for my birthday the following year, one that didn't fit in my purse, and it has taken longer to fill. However, for his birthday last year I wrote him a poem about his proposal and gave that to him. He loved it.

Nearly a year ago I was in a graphic design class for which the final project was to create and publish three books of our own. You can see them above. Since I already had all this poetry and other writings, I used it. I gave it to G as a wedding gift, and they now reside by our bed. We open them up and read them every now and then, and he still has the notebooks along with all the random torn out pages of other notebooks that I gave him once upon a time. So, here's a little treat for you, a poem from that very first notebook:

Eskimo Kisses

Our faces have been
This close so many times
But all that ever touch
Are our foreheads and noses.
I love the way
You hold me, and
I can't help but wonder
If your kisses would feel
The same as I always imagine.

Blog #10, done! Milestone today!