Peer Pressured

First of all, I was determined to never start a blog. I guess it was just a matter of time since I'm married to the master blogger.

Second of all, let me explain the Senorita Sassy Pants: #1 I'm spanish, so it's natural. #2 It's been said by some that I'm sassy. #3 And this is the real reason. Kristen Graves is a counseler this summer for the Santa Rosa Parks and Recs dept. and she has to have a "cool camp name" . I told her she should be Senorita Sassy Pants. She laughed and dismissed my clever name. So I'm using it.

So why am I blogging? I'm afraid that in a few months I'll be thousands of miles away and this will be a great way to communicate w/ my friends, especially the girls. Also the other day at work was very interesting and I said aloud to myself in the car, "If I had a blog, I would blog about this!" Well, now I do, so I will.

So, Thursday I'm doing the whole Flavor-waitressing gig. It was a normal day, not too busy, and I was actually enjoying myself. When a familiar looking face sits in my section, right in front of the fireplace. I had seen his face before. Wouldn't you know it was Ed Bebout (Bebow) from channel 50. You know the anchor guy. So I was kind of nervous, but things went smooth. I thought that would be the hightlight of my day, but no, there was more to come.

As I was leaving the 3rd street parking garage, I looked up to see none other than Andy's new best friend, Aurthur Bailey, walking past the garage with two shopping bags in his hand chatty happily with some lady. I expected to see a Starbucks Frappacino cup in his hand but I didn't.
Work had not been that interesting since the 70 year old man gave me a friendly swat on the rear end and he left the restaurant about a month ago.

By the by- thanks for praying for my mom. It's been a stressful and emotional week. She's still in the hospital and will be there for a little while. I won't begin to describe the hole in her chest from where they took out the old pacemaker because I will hurl all over my computer. I'm not good with blood or needles. So I will be at the hospital alot this week too. She's on antibiotics through an IV still and will be on them for another month. They don't want her to get an infection. It will take some time to heal, but she's on the mend. It's hard to see a parent look so frail and helpless, but God is good and his hand of protection was on her. I'm just glad she's okay.

So, I'm not sure if I'll continue the blog. This might be only one. And FYI, Mr. Bebout is not a good tipper.