i dont want to type anymore..
ugh. i should have copied and pasted from my myspace. damn. well im not retyping all that.
florida rocked. found out that the drugs the hospital put me on made me get fried even with SPF 50 on the entire time, but im not peeling too bad. verified my suspicions that my body does not like drugs. especially morphine (the vicodin did much better) and especially steroids. good news is that, at least so far, i'm still doing fine. if it all comes back again i'm going to have to have surgery. i really dont want that.
staying right on the ocean was freakin awesome. we saw dolphins swimming by one evening. gathered tons of shells, went to the gulf of mexico and went snorkeling and fed the fish underwater, found little tiny hermit crabs, spent the day on an island that is just crawling with anole lizards. brought home two baby painted turtles from daytona. checked out all the biker shops in daytona (*drool* leather!) on the way home we stopped in Nashville for a day, and visited their zoo. it was really neat, my favorite thing (besides the bats they had), were the snakes; a giant anaconda as big around as my upper thigh, and a desert snake that was orange-sherbert colored with gray-purple patterning down its back. gorgeous.
i start my new job tomorrow. i'll be making kick-ass money, in fact, im starting out at a higher rate than when i was an assistant manager at ben franklins. woot! forty hours a week guaranteed, plus the option for time-and-a-half (sometimes double pay) overtime hours and ill have insurance within a month, thats definately a bonus. i cant wait. i think as a splurge with my first paycheck i'll go out somewhere nice for dinner with Harold, my treat. I bought a gorgeous black dress a few weeks ago that i want to wear somewhere. even nick said "damn" when i tried it on, hehe.
ok, enough typing. i want to go home and work on my cookbook now. it's becoming so much more fun as it's progressing further. i cant wait till its finished!