I'm going to take a minute to toot my own horn. Why? Because I rock.

The standard at my new place of employment is that for the first week after training you get a two table section. That's it. Two tables. Not once did I have a two table section. After only two days I was entrusted numerous times with parties of 5-9 people. Granted, I don't think this is a major feat, but the fact that they do things a certain way and go by the rules and don't make many exceptions is cause enough for me to pat myself on the back. I haven't even been there a month and I'm in line at the top of the food chain. None of this should be mistaken for conceit, I'm just proud of myself. It's also really nice to get recognition when you go a little bit farther to try and prove yourself and it pays off in the end. I've got my first shift as bartender on Sunday night and this is without training, which is also something unheard of there. But I went to my manager a week ago and said, "hey, I know this, this and this and really the only thing I need to learn about the bar is this, would you let me have an impromptu training session and maybe pick up a couple of bartending shifts?" His response was, "You know, I love your tenacity, Andee, sure." And so here I am, no training, no waiting in line, I got the shift. Just a small victory for me.

What else is new? I didn't see Hillary Sunday night and I didn't drink margaritas. I did see my man though and that was nice. It's been a while since him and I have actually been out in the public eye and it was nice. We were missed it seems. The crowd at Hangar is deffinitely different, but there are still familiar faces. We shared a pitcher, had a couple shots, shared some weekend stories and made our way out the door before last call. It was nice sitting with him, talking, not worrying about the time and where either of us had to be. It was even nicer when he stole kisses from me outside the front door while I waited for my cab. I have to say, no matter what the bad is between him and I, the good is always 100 times better. I can't wait to live my life with him and at the same time I'm in no rush at all.

I worked tonight. In the middle of my sidework I got a surprise call from Beth. She was down to see her parents and her and I ended up going for a beer when I was out of work. There wasn't a whole lot to catch up on, but it was still good to see her. I think her and I and Julie have become a lot closer since Kim passed away. Phone calls and visits are fewer and less far between than they used to be. I like that.

Tomorrow I have the day off. I am planning on rising early and doing some laundry and walking the dogs and helping mom out with some housework. I'm heading to Scotty's around 2:00 p.m. and him and I and maybe even Freddy are going out for Happy Hour and who knows what after that. More than likely we'll end up at Freddy's drinking beer and playing cards. No matter, as long as the company is good and the beer is cold.

It's been a good week.

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