Sunday, October 4, 2009

Time Flies When You're Having Fun?

Ok, that might be stretching it a little bit, but it's certainly true in many ways.
Home Sweet Home - The DeSoto Parish courthouse

This Monday marks the one year anniversary of my starting my job as a bon-a-fide "Land Wo-Man". As many of you may know, the title of "Landman" covers many different roles in the oil and gas business, primarly describing those who actually go out and acquire leases. That is one aspect of the business I have yet to explore, as most of my days are spent entering information into a computer and fighting the crowds at the DeSoto Parish courthouse. I'm an "Abstractor" who basically follows the chain of title of any given piece of property. No one will tell you that the work is fun, it isn't. But, there is a lot to be said for having some great co-workers who never cease to keep me entertained, and a boss who really and truly cares for his employees.

Here are a few members of the "team" at a BBQ we held for our summer intern:


Yea I know, we all look too cool for school in our shades, but seriously. We ARE too cool for school. This also illustrates one of the many perks of our job. We can wear jeans every day of the week! Yahoo! We cannot, however, wear camouflage cargo shorts. Good thing Chris was working from home that day...

Over the course of the past 12 months, there have been significant ups and downs in this business. That is nothing new. However, I have managed to stay around for a year now, and I feel as though I've proven myself to be both a dependable and knowledgeable employee. That doesn't mean I'll be fortunate enough to stick around if times get really tough, but I'm at least in a better position than I was a year ago...a newbie with absolutely no knowledge of title research or abstracting.

One person I have to thank is my (now) good friend Elizabeth(that's her in the green shirt above). We were sorority sisters at LSU, and I happened to run into her at the Red River Revel last year. Somehow we started talking about jobs, and she mentioned that she would be happy to give my resume' to her boss. This was right about the time that the Landman business was booming as a result of the discovery of the Haynesville Shale. I went in for a quick interview, and the rest is history. I got the job, and I would start in two weeks. Elizabeth intimidated me a bit in college. She was two years older, and always the life of the party. If you told me 6 years ago that she would be one of my good friends today, I wouldn't have believed you. But, I am happy to say it's true, and I certainly wouldn't be in the position I'm in without her.

There are a few other characters at work who get me through the day, and I would be here all night if I talked about each of them. We love to laugh about the silly people we encounter from time to time, and hardly a day goes by when I don't have a good chuckle.

Don't get me wrong, there are days when I am stressed to the max because I have an urgent project due. And there are days when I come back from the courthouse ready to blow a gasket because of the ridiculous amount of people there. But, in the end, I have a job that I enjoy, a job that I'm good at doing, and a job that I hope I will have for many years to come. And, that's all that matters.

Monday, September 21, 2009

I know, I know...it's been a while.

Sorry for taking so long to finally update you all on my life. I know you were just dying. Kidding...but really, I've just been so busy with work(which is a good thing) and life in general that I haven't had the chance to sit down, upload pics, and gather my thoughts. But, alas, I have managed to find a few minutes to do so tonight. And I promise, I have some ideas for upcoming blogs, so I won't keep you waiting so long next time!


Well, this weekend was one I have been looking forward to for quite a while now...oh yes, Britney came to town! When the tickets went on sale, I made sure to snatch the maximum of 8, thinking they would surely sell out. Well, that was a gamble I'm never taking again. The tickets didn't sell out until maybe the last day, and I was stuck scrambling to find just one more person who wanted to go. Luckily, we found someone and I wasn't out of 50 bucks. But, geeze, that was a stressful few days. Anyway, the group was a super fun one, and we had a blast. Here we are after the concert.

From the left, that's me, Elizabeth, Sabra, Aymes, Hillary(CeCe's sister), CeCe, and Cara. We are all just glistening from the toasty CenturyTel Center, I'm sure. The show was exactly that, a show. Britney definitely knows how to put on a good one. There were all kinds of "Circus" characters...clown, acrobats, "little people", etc. No bearded lady though...what the? I had to keep reminding myself that Britney is an entertainer, not necessarily a musician. Was it Paul McCartney? By no means...but it was certainly worth the 50 dollars.


No weekend of mine is complete without a little charity work...I'm kidding, but this Saturday morning, Amy, Schelly, and I rolled out of bed extra early for the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure. There was very little racing done on my part, but we did finish in a pretty decent time...after I stepped on a few heels and weaved in & out of folks for the first half. Schelly and I ran the last mile, so I felt like I at got a good little workout. And then I'm sure I blew it all with the delicious brunch we prepared post-race. Amy made oh-so-good garlic cheesy grits and I whipped up "Eggs Uncle Julian"(a family recipe). And Schelly brought a can of biscuits...but don't knock it. They were as good as homemade!

YUMMY!

After stuffing my face, I was ready for a good, long nap. And, boy did I get one...I slept for almost 4 hours. Yikes! I know it's terrible, but I just can't seem to drag myself out of my comfy bed on a lazy Saturday afternoon.

I'm looking forward to another busy Saturday this weekend, too. I'm heading to Texarkana for a wedding shower for one of my best college friends, Erica Karam, a.k.a. Neufatchel(I'll tell you the story behind that soon). I cannot wait to see her...I have laughed until I cried many a time with my little Neuy. I hope this weekend is no exception.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

What Are You Doing Tonight?

If you don't know, I have a suggestion. You should watch this girl.


If you haven't heard of her, you might be living under a rock. She is Melanie Oudin, a 17 year-old professional tennis player from the good ol' U S of A. She will be playing in her first Major quarterfinal tonight at the U.S. Open, and even if you aren't a tennis player or fan, she is an absolute joy to watch. I, along with thousands(maybe millions), of others will be rooting her on tonight as she faces a tough opponent from Denmark, the #9 seed. Although Oudin came into the tournament ranked 70th in the world, she has managed to beat a former #1, Maria Sharapova, and the 4th ranked player in the world. She may be young in age, but on the tennis court, you would never know it.

Join me tonight in cheering for Oudin...you won't regret it.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Mi Clock's Tales, 1st Edition

Well, school has begun. And, with that comes the always entertaining tales of Mi Clock's(a.k.a. Miss Clark's) classroom. I received this little gem in my inbox this morning. As promised, I am sharing it with you. I guess I should also remind you that this is a 9th grade class, so hopefully by their Senior year, the students will have put to use some of the things they learn in her class. My personal favorites are always the Vocabulary Sentences.

Third day of school it was pouring down rain with some sun peaking through. I got, "Eww, teacher! Devil beatin' on his wife. (insert back hand twice) He smackin' the guh around like, 'Pap, pap, nappy!'"

We were talking about their favorite stuff on the first day of school off of their information sheets, and when I didn't know about the movie Paper Soldier, I got, "You know what rotel dip is, but you ain't know bout Paper Soldier."

Boy: What yo type, Mi Clock? I bet you like dose wild men who sit at da bar drankin 40s, smokin weed, and beatin people up. (How did they know?)

Boy: Mi Clock, if you want, you can have your wedding in my backyard. We ain't got no grass, and there's dirt erewhere. But, you still can. But, if somebody get shot, dat ain't my fault. You cain't sue. You know how much your people like to sue.

They had to write an essay on the first day of school about what kind of animal they would want to be and list three reasons why for their three body paragraphs.

Boy: Finally, I would want to be a polar bear to be in soda shows. I could drink Coca Cola all day long.

Boy: Jagwars are so fast, they have a car named after them.

Girl: (My personal favorite thing I've read all year) The second reason I want to be a chipmuck is they're smart. They can read. They do math good. Chipmucks have a good voice. They can dress. In you can see they booty when they run. ("and" for those of you who don't know. It took me a few seconds to realize she was talking about the cartoon characters.)

We were brainstorming about the same essay, when somene said, "Ew! I wanna be a polar bear." Student #2 shouts, "Oh, boy! You know that means you must cain't swim in real life!"

Girl: Eww, boy! Your handwriting sexy! All dose sexy loops and stuff! I wish you'd write me a letter one day!"

Vocabulary sentences(Vocab words in bold):
My brother admonish me not to still out the store.
I look for the code an did I walk. (If you say it aloud, you hear it.)
I hailed the banister down the hole starcase.
I stole some gum, but I felt innocent for some reason.
Verizon be lyin. They say they the most reliable network.
I shot a snub nose 38 and consequently hit somebody.
Kin is innocent tell proven guilty.
Mexicans be clump in a car.
I used to let her imitation my paper.
Mr. Dude I buy shoes from is convenient.
My brother cling to his butt so his pants ain't fall.
She gnaw on her nails, because she need a cigarette.
My stratagem for Halloween is to be good said "Ashley."

For those of y'all who don't know Shreveport, our main high school stadium is Lee Hedges. Journal: Today we have a football game at Lee Headjest.

Here's an ending to the short story, "The Lady or the Tiger?" )If you're not familiar with it, the man has to choose a door with either a lady walking out or a tiger. Then, it just ends. You don't know which one he opens, so most teachers have their classes create their own ending after reading it. Hope y'all are all up to date on your Southern Rap culture. ) "When the door opened, Boosie came out on top of the tiger, yeah!! Den, Soulja Boi came out, den got on da man back and hit him wit a whip, and said yahh!! So den after dat, da woman came and beat him up. It was too funny. You shoulda seen it all in action. But look, the man ain't die thoe, he had to do sum time or apologize to his ole lady. But, she was a gangsta. She ain't want no fony apology, she wanted him to die. He start running from Boosie and Soulja! Then here cum the tiger, so Boosie was tired, he had to stop runnin, cuz yooh kno he ah diabetic. Soulja boi stop runnin and sat down next to Arab, the tiger, and got mad. Arab the tiger got mad and said, "Main, I ain't dat hungry to be chasin dis dude." So the woman ain't have no choice but to take him back." (That is word for word, letter for letter, by the way.)

Another ending to that story: When the man opened up the right door in hesitation, a big breeze of money flew in his face. When he opened his eyes, Plies was coming toward him singing, "I got plenty money. I got plenty money. I got plenty money. I got plenty money." (Plies is a rapper.)

Part of an ending: His heart pounded faster than a track meet.

Ending: So the priest was getting ready for the wedding, and three black escallaides pulled up. Barack Obama came out and gradulated he and his new wife to be. After that, Boosie and Webbie performed.

In another story, Katt Williams came out and gave the princess' lover a pimp makeover.

Girl Journal: I went into my 2nd hour class and did what I was supposed to do. I fell asleep and missed have of my notes. (She's not in my class.)

Creative Writing: I would be married to my awesome husband who has an awesome job. He cuts hair. Many people think that's dumb, but he loves it and so do I. He cuts hair for big people like Mario, Bow Wow, R-Kelly. You know, the famous ones. He doesn't charge much. That's why everyone loves him.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Before and After, Part Dos

The newly re-upholstered chairs have arrived! And I think they are so chic. I'm pretty darn proud of myself for taking on the task of repainting them, and Mitch did an amazing job with the upholstery. If you ever need someone, please let me know. He was so sweet and fast(one week)!

The chairs belonged to my grandfather, which makes them extra special to me. However, the fabric was a little outdated so I decided to spruce them up a bit. Here is a before shot:



Salmon was such a hot color in the 80s. Not so much in the new millenium.

And, here is the "After".




Riley likes them too! When Jamie and I first met, I told him I wasn't wild about animal prints(Ha!). Oh yea, I went for the cheesy play on words. There's something sort of harsh and "in your face" about them to me. But, he showed me this and I LOVED it. It's definitely noticeable but not too much because of the neutral color. The fabric is linen, which makes it a little bit more casual.

I've got one more set of curtains to hang(after some serious issues with the hardware), and I'll be ready to show you the whole room!

Monday, August 31, 2009

Is It Friday Yet?

What a weekend. I laughed until I cried not once, but twice. That's how you know it was a good one.

After a rough start to my Friday, Amy, Schelly, and I met up with some friends at Cantina Laredo for some much needed margaritas and bar food. Yep, that's right, Cantina Laredo has a bar menu, and it is fabulous! I had a nacho sampling for $3.99, which was plenty but not too much so as to avoid a tummy ache for the remainder of the evening. And to top it off, I didn't even have to pay for it! The bartender accidentally charged my friend Jon's buddy for my food, and he was kind enough to take care of it, although they did get a free shot because of her mistake. It was like a date without all the nervous small talk! Perfect! Afterwards, we met up with friends we haven't seen in quite a while, which was nice and led to quite an enjoyable evening.

I spent both Saturday and Sunday afternoons at the pool, my favorite place to be on the weekends. I'm trying to soak up the last of the summer sun before I revert back to my pasty white complexion. There's just nothing better than floating on a raft in a nice, cool pool with some of your best buds. Especially at a place where I know I'll avoid running into anyone I know as I'm waltzing around in my bathing suit. Yikes.

After spending a good portion of the day at the pool on Sunday, we decided to have "supper club" at Amy's house that night for her brother Bobby and his roomie Tucker. She decided that she was going to make homemade pizzas, and after I turned my nose up at her topping suggestions enough times, it became a "Pizza Off"! We each picked out our own toppings, and left it up to the boys to choose a winner. Here is my delicious creation:





Mmmm....sausage, olives, jalepenos, onions, and mushrooms. All of my favorites. Amy opted for chicken(which was fully cooked by the way, she's learned her lesson), bell peppers, mushrooms, onions, and cheddar cheese.





I will admit that her pizza was delish, and the boys just couldn't choose so we deemed it a tie....they know how to stay on our good side.

After a good night's rest last night, I'm ready to take on the week! And, I'm certainly looking forward to the upcoming 3-day weekend...the timing could not be better. This girl needs a vacation!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

It Gets Me Every Time.

Every 3 or 6 months or so, I get one of these bad boys in the mail. You know, for being such a loyal customer and all.



A $25 reward gift card to J. Crew. What a smart marketing technique. Stephanie, maybe you can use this in your new job if the target audience is SUCKERS, because that's what I am. Everyone knows that 25 bucks at J. Crew might get you a headband or a pair of socks(yes, that's right, they sell socks now), so I inevitably peruse the website for any items that I think I need, which I don't need, but, again, I think I need. And, I end up spending way more than I plan and certainly more than the alloted $25.


A few weeks ago, a pretty little pink card arrived in the mail along with the "New Arrivals" catalog for the fall. It was nearly burning a hole in my pocket before I finally caved and made a few purchases. My uniform for work usually consists of a J.Crew tee and jeans, so I figured it was time to add a couple to my wardrobe. And, I do love their slub cotton tees. I also live in my J.Crew gold strappy sandals, which are now a couple of years old and looking it. So, I decided to get a new pair(at least on sale, I might add), but these are brown leather with gold studs. I figure it's worth it if I know I'll wear them for at least another two years.


This all makes perfectly good sense, right? I get a few things that I need/want, and at a $25 discount? Wrong. I probably would have never even put an item in my shopping cart if it weren't for that little piece of plastic the marketing geniuses at J.Crew created to lure me in. And the next time I get one, the vicious cycle will once again repeat itself. Like I said, it gets me every time.