I'm not sure exactly how much we get, but I think it's at least 2 weeks. We accrue a small amount each pay period and our vacation & sick hours both roll over. I absolutely use my vacation time because we have NO paid holidays. At all. I recently used some sick time because I needed a day off and had over 30 sick hours accrued. I think we may get paid out for one or both when we leave, but I'm not sure.
I was unemployed at the time, so that was easy. I went to a professional school that has a one-class-per-month schedule, so I took the month of our wedding off from school which wasn't too bad.
DH took the day before our wedding off (Friday) because of out-of town guests/wedding party. Then he took the week after off for our honeymoon.
One of the guys I work with got married one weekday morning and came in with a wedding ring on that afternoon, which is how we all found out. We were all a little weirded out that he didn't take that day off.
I confess that I have never, ever liked Tom Cruise, even before he let the crazy out of the bag. The on ly movie of his that I've watched more than once is Top Gun, and that was for Val Kilmer. (RIP, Hot Kilmer.) I have a friend who hates him for the way he runs because it's so deliberate. Like you can see him think, "I. Am. RUNNING!" as he does it. And now I can't unsee it. He does run a lot in his movies. (Well, the previews, anyway. I can't think of the last TC movie I actually watched.)
My ex was in Top Gun. He said TC was an ass and Val Kilmer was super-cool. TC wouldn't walk the boat without three Marine bodyguards because hey, he was TOM CRUISE everybody! Val at his meals with the enlisted and was generally a blast to work with. I was a Kilmer fan since Real Genius; I always thought TC was overrated and had a big, crooked nose.
And on that note, my BFF's husband broke TC's nose with a door when they were filming on the ship (or at least made it swell and bleed). They called General Quarters and TC didn't get out of the way of the door as ex and friend went running through. Friend looked back and saw marines pressed against the wall to let them through and TC was behind the door they had slammed open...against his face. I laugh to this day.
Is this a credit/debit for a joint bank account? Or is it an actual credit card?
My & H's cards for out joint account have different numbers, so I think we'd be able to just cancel one and wait for a replacement. You can use a checkbook or go into the bank for cash until your replacement comes.
Hi, I'm jessimau. 31 years old, married almost 5 years, with 2 adorable cats, one of whom loves the camera. I received a Canon T2i for my birthday last year and haven't had enough time to really play with it.
I've taken tons of photos over the years and have had non-professionals tell me they love my photos and I should try to sell them. I'd like to get more involved in a photography community and get honesty feedback about my photos. I think I have a fairly good eye, but definitely need to improve my technical skills.
Olay sensitive skin foaming face wash. It's not quite moisturizing enough for my very dry, sensitive skin, but it works well for DH, who has combo skin.
Age: 31 What do you do for a living? Therapist for severely emotionally disturbed adolescents Favorite Perfume: Chanel Gardenia, philosophy Amazing Grace Favorite color: Blue Current nail polish you are wearing: Essie Watermelon on fingers & toes. Thinking of changing my fingernails to Essie Very Cranberry today. Where do you live: Southern California Kids: Not yet, just my clients who I refer to as my kids. Pets: 2 adorable cats
Photography. I usually do landscape photography and have given framed photos as gifts. We also have some of my photos hanging up as wall art in the living room (stretch canvasses). People often are shocked that they're photos I've taken, not something done by a professional. I recently did photos for the kids at my work who are graduating. I'm definitely not a portrait photographer, but I did a pretty darn good job anyway.
Makeup is my other special talent. I considered opening up a side business but got a little freaked by what would be involved in making it a successful business. I still love doing people's makeup.
The sex is still amazing with DH. I'm getting a whole lot more comfortable on top and in reverse cowgirl.
Last night I went to a sex shop with one of my friends. I didn't buy anything, but will soon I think. I accidentally let slip how long DH is, and now she's impressed. They had some fancy brand of toys at the shop and I think want one of those, even though they're all $100+. I should still probably start with something cheaper.
This is why in my work voicemail, I say "please leave a message, including your phone number, saying it slowly"
And then people mock me by taking a full minute to leave their number, or a number I already know. But I still get people who talk normally throughout the message and then talk like the micromachines guy when leaving their numbers.
I'm so sorry imoan. ::hugs:: to help get you through this weekend.
I'm off today and tomorrow, working Sunday. Today I'm going to the dentist (whee!) and then I think H and I will be hanging out tonight and maybe going to see The Avengers together tomorrow. He's irritating me right now, but I think that's a normal part of this whole process and I need to let him have the time he needs in therapy. I'll also be hanging out with our awesome kittehs.
One of my office mates. He's a nice guy at heart, so I feel badly for wanting to bitchslap him on a regular basis. But he is SO.fucking.clueless. I'm not sure how a therapist is THAT damn socially inept. He's oblivious, inserts himself into conversations that have nothing to do with him and then asks all these questions to find out what's going on, wears too much cologne, is ridiculously messy, and doesn't seem to understand the concept of personal space.
Ok, so maybe I have reasons. But I feel badly about it, because he wants to be nice and be liked.
I'm fairly certain DH only know how to turn the oven on, but not off. One time I came home from work and the oven was on. It had been on for at least 4 hours unattended with no one in the house but the furbabies.
DH did something like this once, only it was one of the gas burners on the stove. How did he not notice?!?