Happy Halloween!

I created this blog to keep in touch with all my friends from home and college, now that we are all moving on with our lives. Enjoy!
I guess I had a lot to talk about because I just ended up doing four posts in a row. They all had pictures to go along with them, so I decided to seperate them. Plus, four shorter posts is easier to read than one long one. So enjoy!
I had a good weekend at home. I couldn't leave until Saturday because my housemates and I had interviews with Big Brothers/Big Sisters in the morning. We all decided to do the program as some extra volunteering. I will be paired with a little sister soon and I am supposed to hang out with her a couple times a month. I think it will be fun. After the two hour training/interview, I headed home to see my real little sister. The drive actually went really fast and it was nice to look at the pretty scenery with the leaves changing (in Kentucky at least, once you get to Ohio there is nothing to look at). Denise awaited anxiously for my arrival. She was waiting on the driveway, while talking to me on the phone, until I pulled up. She was the only one to greet me. My mom was grocery shopping and my dad was in the basement watching the Ohio State game. I yelled down at him to say I was home. He muttered something and kept on watching. When he came up twenty minutes later to use the restroom he was surprised to see me (I think Vicki will find this amusing). Anyways, it was nice to see my family again. I realized that was the longest I have ever gone without seeing them (only about two months). Things haven't really changed since I left. Denise is still a handful and acting like a teenager already. I think I provided some relief this weekend. After working with so many kids that have it rough, it is hard for me to see Denise acting like it is the end of the world because she can't go over to her friend's house or my mom won't stop at Dairy Queen after buying her a Halloween costume. She has so much compared to most other kids, but I guess she is too young to understand that. I tried to explain it to her though.
I have had a lot of fun the past two nights, so I thought I would post just to share that I am really enjoying Louisville. Last night we went out to the Bluegrass Brewing Company, or the BBC. It was a nice, chill place. We sat outside (I am loving this weather!) and listened to lots of old guys jam on their bluegrass instruments. I realized that I do like this type of music. I hate honky-tonky country, but bluegrass I do not mind. We shared a few pitchers of beer. But I am talking quality, freshly brewed beer that tastes good, not that crap we used to get at the Bluffton pub. Of course, it is a bit pricier. My roommates insist that whenever we go somewhere, something happens to me. Their point was proven last night. Some random old man (50s maybe) comes up to me, puts his hand on my shoulder, and says "Do you believe in deja vu?" He then went on to explain how I look exactly like a girl he knew in his college days. I love randomness.
Chad & Joel arrived Saturday morning around 11:30 and left Monday morning when I went to work. It was a fun weekend and thankfully I was feeling better. Although I was pretty worn out by the end. We didn't do too much, but simply being conscious for that long was a change for me. I think my housemates enjoyed having them, especially Keith. I was so glad to see him have some male bonding time! And Alisa decided that Chad should find a job in Louisville (since he is currently a pizza delivery man in Kenton) and rent our extra room. We even showed him the corny promotional video for Louisville we found on-line in an attempt to convince him.
First of all I would like to share that I have been up since 9:00 a.m. this wonderful Saturday morning, and I didn't have to be. Does this shock anyone? I am a little surprised myself. I woke up because I had to pee (not surprising), and decided to stay up because a) Chad & Joel are arriving at some point this morning and I am not really sure when and b) I was soooooo hungry! This might have something to do with the fact that I threw up all my dinner last night. The doctor warned me nausea might be a side effect of my antibiotics, but I did not realize actually vomiting would be involved. No fun. However I am happy to report that I feel better this morning then I have in over a week and I am looking forward to a fun weekend.
After having a very bad sore throat for seven days, I finally sucked it up and went to the doctor today (I was hoping it would just go away and I wouldn't have to spend money on prescriptions & co-pays, plus figuring out where to go here). But I guess it's a good thing I did because I discovered I have strep throat. The doctor didn't even do a test, she just looked at my throat and said I needed to get treated. She said she could see a couple of "puss pockets." I think that's one of the grossest things I have heard in awhile, so I thought I would share it on here. She kept saying "puss pocket" and I almost laughed. So I now have antiboitics to take, and she also gave me over 20 free samples of some allergy medicine (I've been having trouble with that too). I went to work every other day this week. The mornings where I basically have a desk job went ok, but the after school program is what did me in. So went to work Monday & wore myself out, slept all day Tuesday, then went back Wednesday to continue the cycle. All I did today was sleep and go to the doctor's office & pharmacy. It is amazing how much a person can sleep when they are sick! I have gone to bed at 9:30 every night this week. But I have trouble sleeping because I am so congested that I can't really breathe when I lay down, so it creates a problem. It just dawned on me that since I work with so many kids (who probably don't get treated for illnesses properly), I may be getting sick a lot this year. Hooray. This is the first day my throat has felt a little better opposed to worse, so I guess that's a plus. And I no longer have a fever.
A group of Bosnians showed up in our parking lot again around 9:00 on Saturday night. We looked out our second story window and noticed that at least one of the guys we played football with and promised Alisa a new mirror was out there (he has really big hair). We were debating what to do when our back doorbell rang (I did not even realize we had one). We ran down, assuming it was them, but it was actually two older couples who are on the board of our program. They brought us two new stools for the island in our kitchen which was a pleasant surprise. After they left, we went out to talk to the Bosnians. The hair guy was the only one we recognized and he didn't talk to us all. We explained to the others what had happened to Alisa's mirror and they assured us they would bring a new one for her the next day. We went back upstairs assuming it would never happen. Today I helped Keith bring in the groceries. My first surprise was that Muya Muya had gotten into our building (someone accidentally left the outside door unlocked) and was trying to break into the community center by punching in a bunch of numers on the alarm system. I got him to leave and tried to convince him that I don't live here (I really don't want the kids figuring this out) but I think my cover is blown. Why else would I be here on a Sunday carrying up groceries? After they were all up I went down to make sure the door was locked and got my second surprise. The group of guys that were here last night (around 10 of them) were back again and asked me to get my friend. I woke Alisa up from her nap and went back down with her. They had a new mirror along with a few screwdrivers. They took off her old mirror and put on a new one in less than ten minutes. I was amazed. They actually came through. They are nice guys, I just wish they would stop hanging out in large groups at all hours of the night on our property doing who knows what. We decided to not have a conversation with them about this just yet though. I'll leave it up to Edgardo.
Today was a pretty good day. We had seminar in the morning. It was our first "neighborhood visit." We met at a coffee shop, took a tour of Old Louisville, and then went out for lunch at a nice cafe. We are going to have these once a month. Since there was no school today here, we did not have the after school program. But I still had to come in to work for "staff enrichment." I enjoyed it though. It was a nice change of pace. We never get a lot of time to discuss and plan things without the kids around. So I got off work early (at 4:45 instead of 7) which was nice. After dinner, we were deciding what to do because we had no plans and did not want to spend any money. Andrea, Emily, and I ended up taking a walk to return a DVD to Blockbuster (exciting huh?) But who knew what chain of events that would follow this. Emily decided she wanted to find somewhere she could buy a basketball, so we wandered around CVS and Walgreens. Walgreens had a deal: 3 balls for the price of 2. So she bought two basketballs and a football. (by the way, most of my roommates are pretty athletic and played sports in high school & college) We returned home and ended up throwing the football around in the parking lot for some free entertainment. Emily told me I have a hidden athlete in me, although I don't agree. I have never been good at sports. My idea of athletics is Pilates and salsa dancing. But we did manage to catch the football over 50 times in a row between the three of us (yes we counted). After 15 minutes or so, a couple of the Bosnian teenagers who like to hang out in our parking lot showed up. They blared some music, sat on their car eating McDonald's, and stared at us while we played. (I still have trouble figuring out what is so appealing about our parking lot. I guess it is because it can't be seen from the road). After they stared at us for another 10 minutes or so, they asked if they could play. There were three of them at this point and we started throwing the ball to them. It was only a little after 9 so we didn't think it was a big deal. Plus we were excited to be bonding with our "neighbors." However, they started to get a little crazy. One of them threw the football extremely high, and it ended up landing right on the passenger mirror of Alisa's car and knocked it off. I felt so bad. Not only did her rear window get smashed & her radio messed up a couple weeks ago, she also had a mishap with her bumper when she went home this past weekend and it is currently taped on. I am almost positive the Bosnian boys were high or on something by their reaction to this. We told them it was our friend's car. They asked us if we had tape. So I went upstairs and got some masking tape, which they seemed to think solved the problem. I then had the pleasure of telling Alisa that something else had happened to her car and she came down with us to see the damage. The guys were still there. She replaced the masking tape with black tape and we went over to talk to them. I did most of the talking. They said they will get her another one. We are supposed to meet tomorrow, same time, same spot. Sounds kind of shady to me. They promised her they would "pimp her ride." We went back upstairs and they didn't leave. I decided to let it go because it was just a few of them, until I look out the window around 11:30 and there are at least 15 cars in our parking lot and around 40 people out there. We turned out the lights and Alisa and I pulled up chairs by the window to see what they were doing. A few of them were leaning on our cars and some of them were playing football again!!! (not with our ball though, we took it back). Due to past events, having a lot of people in our parking lot makes us nervous. And I have a feeling everything they are doing is not innocent. Plus...it is private property and they are not supposed to be there after 9!!! I had the pleasure of calling Edgardo again and I know I woke him up. We watched and waited for him to pull up. This time he got out of his car with a clipboard and I have never seen so many cars peel out of a parking lot so fast!! He started writing down the liscence plates of the cars he could. I am really getting sick of this. There are people hanging out in our parking lot every freakin night!! I usually ignore it, but when it's that many people I can't. If the three boys show up again tomorrow night with a "new" mirror for Alisa, we are going to have a talk with them. They seem like nice guys and I hope they listen to us. Maybe I will walk out with a clipboard. It worked for Edgardo. I'll let you guys know what happens.