I have always wanted a nickname.  My dad seems to think that “honey” is a nickname  - but that’s a petname.  I don’t ask my friends to call me Honey.  That’d just be weird….  So it seems that I got my wish, but now I wish it to be undone….but it seems I’m stuck.

I went to the comedy club with a group of friends two weeks ago.  There were three girls and three boys.  The comedian asks us, “What are you guys?  The Brady Bunch?”  and makes some comment about how we’re not very smart so he’s going to talk to someone else.  I turn to my friend Nick and say, “Hey, I am very smart.”  The comedian hears me and comes back over and says, “Who said that?”  “Me..”  (Wait for it….)  “What are you? The mom?”

And thus my friends decided to call me mom.  I figured it wouldn’t stick.  Maybe for a week or so until something else exciting happened.  Then the next week at the comedy club, the new comedian asks, “Are there any moms here tonight?”  My friend Rory, thinking he was funny (which he is very not), points to me.  The following conversation occured.

Comedian: “You’re a mom?”
Me: “No.”
Comedian: “How many children do you have?”
Me: “Uh, zero.”
Comedian: “….Is this a difficult question?  Are you a mom?”
Me: “No its not difficult.  I’m not a mom.”
Comedian: “Then why did you say you were?  Did you just get really fat at some point and people assumed?”
etc. etc. etc.

It also didn’t help that my friend Dahl decided to be Pooh Bear  - and Guy felt the need to decide who everyone else would be from the show.  Why did I have to be Kanga?  I’m always the mom!  As close as you can get to a mom in Pooh Bear….

THEN - last night Guy made pot roast and four of us sat down to dinner.  I probably shouldn’t ask how everyone’s day went if I don’t want to be called Mom anymore…

I think I’m stuck

Okay - so no superblog yet, I don’t have internet in my new apartment.  Although they are coming to install on Wednesday.  Hallelujah.  What did we do before internet?

I mostly just wanted to blog about how awesome it is that I VOTED!!  I got up at 5:00 am to leave my apartment by 6 am and be in Bountiful by 6:30 to wait for the polls to open at 7 so I could be done before class.  Did you follow that?  It means I got up reeeeeeaally early to use my democratic right to vote.  People who don’t vote piss me right off.  If you’re not going to use the rights that people fought so hard to give you…leave the country.  Go to Canada. Seriously - I live in Utah and I had to vote in Davis County.  My vote didn’t really do a whole lot…but I still did it!  Stick it to the man!

ANYWAY - I had to work that epic night, but I was very attentive to the CNN web coverage and happily received word of the new President OBAMA!!!!!!  Obama for Change!  Woot!!!!!!   I’m soooooo excited with the way this election came out, if you couldn’t tell. 

I’m very excited to see what happens to our nation in the next four years.  A lot has happened…everyone remembers where they were on 9/11, and now I think everyone will remember having the first African American President.  How cool is it that that happened the first year I could vote? 

I love makin’ me some history

Promise I’m not dead.  Promise Promise Promise.  Just….lazy/busy…if that’s possible.

I have since returned from “The Motherland” and took hundreds and hundreds of pictures.  No, really, i took like 900 pictures of our trip.  I’ve been meaning to put them up, but it just takes so long to format them.  Eventually I’ll post a link to my Facebook photo albums, where no formatting is necessary.

Side note: Happy Halloween!!!  (I’m stuck at work with 3 arrivals until 10 pm.  really?  REALLY?!  I wanna go paaaarrrrttttttyyyyyyy)

A super blog entry is coming soon.  It will cover England, The Wedding, Halloween, and my move to my new apartment (happening tomorrow).  Tonii is probably the only person that I’m not related to, who reads my blogs…hope you don’t care that you’re about to be featured Brit :) 

On the plus side, I just found a website that has 40,000 Crossword puzzles.  MENSA here I come.

This just made my whole day.

Now, in the lobby of the hotel we serve bottled water and chocolate chip cookies to guets.  The cookie have always been delicious, but about three weeks ago, they were suddenly replaced with new cookies!  These new cookies are the bomb.com!  They are sooooo good!  So soft and moist and chocolately and *sigh*

The guests all love them too.  Everybody raves about them, people are demanding the recipe, and they disappear faster than ever.  Nothing like home made cookies to brighten your day.

Except yesterday, the chefs broke down and admitted:  they are not from scratch.  They ran out of an ingredient to make the normal cookies, and had to run out and buy a roll of frozen cookie dough.  They just popped them in the oven.  haha!  And now the chefs are ticked off because everyone likes the frozen cookies better than theirs! 

See what you get? lol

The new and improved blog of Stephanie!    Sooooo pretty huh?  Big shout out to Topher and to Grandpa.  Thanks for all your Tech Talents.

Nothing is really new….

The boy is still developing, we’re going to a hockey game on Sunday.

I’m moving into my new apartment in November :)  Bought some beeeeautful sheets for my bed, and I”m gonna have to start packing things up soon.

Heading out to London next week!  This time I won’t be in danger of getting any more blood clots from a 13 hour trans-atlantic filght.  Thank you Delta.  I can’t wait to see my friends again.  Bethan, unfortunately, will be going to New York the day I’m meeting up with everyone.  She’s going to visit our other roommate Sarah, who is stuyding at Queens this semester. 

Back to the rigors of work.  We’re heading into a slow week, which means lonely shifts involving a lot of Solitaire - a game which I perfected months ago.  *sigh*

Tootles

I know its been a bit - sorry.  Life happens, you know?

My awesome homie Topher has been working on a new look for my blog - hopefully Tech Support (Grandpa!) will be able to get it up and running.  It’s just so much more “Me.”  Its beautiful, and I’m of in love with it.  Thanks Toph.  I heart you! 

Also, the blessed day (for me) will soon be upon us.  My friend Tonii’s roommate will be moving out at the end of November, and I will be taking his place. :)  It’s an awesome deal for a really nice apartment - and Tonii is the bomb.  Time to get all my ducks in a row, rent a U-Haul and move my worldly possesions.  Don’t worry mom - I’ll always love you, even if I vacate your house, and take my bed with me….

Uncle Daryl is getting married!  Bow-chica-wow-wowwwww.  lol.  That’s a pretty big change.  Luckily this change allowed me to purchase a brand spankin’ new dress from Dillards.  I’ll post pics post wedding. 

Final change ahead - I met someone.  I really really nice and fantastic someone.  No specific details yet.  Everything is still in the new and developing stage, but we’re getting together for Date #2 tomorrow night, and Date #3 is already planned.  It’s probably better I don’t go into details, because I could ramble on for waaaay too long about how awesome I think this guy is.

I can safely conclude that my recent long-distance relationship was due largely to his possesing a VERY sexy British accent.

I also conclude that I must try very very hard to remind myself that if someone (with a British Accent, dark hair, dark eyes, amazingly tall and sexy, and in a SUIT) approaches me at work…it is probably not worth losing my job to immediately hand over my number and invite him over to watch the Liverpool match at 5:30 am because he can’t find anywhere else to watch it.  It also totally doesn’t matter that he smells amazing…or that he is a doctor…

You will not be my Kryptonite, Mr. Let-Me-Stare-At-You-With-Eyes-the-Color-of-Chocolate-while-I-Stand-Here-In-My-Armani. 

I blame the accent….Its always the accent

So I’ve been giving my career a lot of consideration lately - especially as my hotel will reimburse me 75% of tuition, fees, and books as long as I stay on two years after I graduate.  Essentially they’ve just guaranteed me a job and an education for the next five years.  Thanks Earl Holding!

Anyway - there are loads of departments within a hotel.  I’ve been seriously thinking about Convention Services.  Please let me organize your giant fancy event for you.  I will make sure that everything is perfectly pristine.  I figure I’ll wait to do an internship with our catering offices to make that one a permanent goal, but I’m getting enough practice as it is…

We have a group of doctors in house (like 500) and doctors are very high maintenance.  They really like you to call them “Dr. I think I am important” and they expect the world.  Luckily, I am in the business of keeping people’s delusions alive, so I pretty much hand them the world.  If you can rattle off that you want dinner reservations for 8 within an hour, a deep tissue massage set up in ten minutes, along with a pedi for your co-worker, and please make sure that there is evian water in the room, all in five minutes…I can do that.  I would be the best Personal Assistant ever.  I would love to be totally in charge of someone else’s schedule.  I would get the hook up with the celebs, because who needs a PA if they’re not famous/rich/both?

Plus it could only be a bonus if it was someone like Tony Stark….
(Google is your friend if you are unaware of the theatrical allusions)

Ahh September - the beginning of the best time of the year.  No really, just think about it. 

*School starts - I am such a huge nerd that I love it when school starts.  Although it turns out that my Hospitality major is in the same department as all the Parks and Recreation majors - so I’m surrounded by hippies who love dirt and only eat veggie burgers in all of my classes.  Very cool people - just very mixed up priorities.

*FOOTBALL STARTS!!!  - there’s really nothing else to say about that.  What could possibly be better than sitting down to watch an All American past time with some chips and salsa and a Coke?  Go Pats!

*Return of the Sitcoms - there is nothing to watch in the summer, except for plenty of Spongebob.  Dear high heaven.  Thankfully - We will soon be getting new episodes of Heroes, The Office, and My Name is Earl.  *sigh*  I’ve missed Peter Petrelli….and Dwight…but for very different reasons.

*I really like fall colors, but most especially I love the crunching sound that dead leaves make when you step on them.  Campus is sure to be covered in an auburn blanket very soon for all my crunching pleasure.

*The start of the holidays: Halloween, Thanksgiving, CHRISTMAS!, New Year’s.  Man I love the last four months of the year.  It’s almost acceptable to start singing Christmas songs.  Right now I happen to have It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year stuck in my head.  Soon so will everyone else at work. 

So get ready to pull out those long sleeve shirts and enjoy the crisp fresh fall air (before the snow comes and puts a damper on our warmth)!

You’d think it would be a terribly uneventful day at my hotel with a mere 13 arrivals to keep me occupied for 8.5 hours - but a surprising amount of events have occured.

a) A guest informed me that her companion who she checked in with was actually her brother, and he wants to know if I am single.  Well I remember your brother miss, and YES I am single!  Pass those digits right along.  (No digits were actually passed…but she’s a frequent stayer…you never know)

b) Drunk people tried to get out to the outdoor pool with a fake key.  And then threw a hissy fit when I confiscated the key.  I don’t care if you GAVE me the key.  That doesn’t mean you can have it back.

c)  We had a power outage, and somehow the classical music in the lobby disappeared and was replaced with Rob Thomas, Maroon 5, and Newton Faulkner.  Wake up call, came without a warning, nanana….

d) Fresh-off-the-plane, young, shy Chinese man wants a hooker.

e) One couple just checked in and it was discoverd that they live in the area right by my hometown high school that used to be the neighborhood orchard.  Before they cut it down to make more churches and/or houses.  Welcome to Utah.

f) A Japanese couple chased another gentleman out the door screaming: “He’s panhandling!  He’s hussling guests for money in your hotel!!”  Security shortly followed.

I guess I really never know what I’m going to get when I got to work…but I like it like that

P.S. - Kudos to “James” for reassuring me that I can still eat garlic

PPS - Transvestites in the lobby!!