Oh, you so wanna know.

If you’re friends with me, there’s a good chance you know Dan. He’s chronicled our week here.

It has been long. It has been annoying. It has been painful. Long story short: I got laid off and neither of us have jobs. We blew a tire and hit a deer on the way back to Missouri. My grandma has cancer. Etc.


We are OK. If nothing else, we’ve realized that life can always, ALWAYS, be worse.

We filed our paperwork to break our lease and have our apartment here until July 17.  We’re moving in with Dan’s mom, who has some extra space.  We’re applying for jobs in St. Louis like crazy people (with college degrees).

So, don’t worry.  We’re happy to be moving closer to home.  If you know of any jobs anywhere in the Midwest (St. Louis, Chicago, etc.) pass them along to us.

We look forward to seeing you, despite the circumstances.


I have come to realize that…

no matter how many personal documents you bring with you or how many phone calls you make to ensure success, you will never, ever be able to walk into a DMV anywhere and and actually accomplish what you set out to do.

Armed with my: Missouri driver’s license, birth certificate, marriage license, proof of residency, social security card, passport (just to make sure) and some other junk, I set out on the scooter to go to the DMV and get my SC license.  Yeah, not happening.  Turns out, I need a new SS card because I got married.  I called ahead of time specifically to ask if I needed a new one before I went up there, and they said no.

Nice thing about the SC DMV: They have a little table where you go to check in and ask questions so you don’t have to wait in line for hours before you find out you can’t do what you came to do. That was nice.

Anyway, since I was in the area, I decided to lunch at Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville.  Yeah, you heard me.  They have a bunch of different kinds of specialty margaritas, of course, and the food was pretty good.  I don’t want to waste words trying to explain a pretty indescribable experience, but let it suffice to say that I will be taking you there if you come to visit.

So, that’s how I spent one of my days off.  I don’t have any big plans for today.  I’m mostly just dreading the 8-day work week I have ahead of me, which starts tomorrow. Gah.

Yays and nays

Dan and I went to the movies last Sunday. While we were waiting for the film to start, it dawned on me: I’m not in school anymore.  I realized that for over a decade, most intensely during that past five years, I would spend Sundays working on assignments and dreading the next morning.  This is no longer the case, and I’m loving it.  There are a lot of things about being a college student that I enjoyed and will miss.  There are also a number of things that I’m glad I no longer have to deal with.

Things I will miss:
-always having a friend to be irresponsible with
-blowing off class
-being able to walk everywhere
-riding the MKT
-various dining establishments
-really cheap drinks
-snow day
-foreign friends
-living downtown
-emergency dance parties
-The Missourian
-holiday breaks when nobody’s in town
-widdle bwudder/ms. mawni/lay-c
-trips to the Lou
-Missouri winters

Things I will NOT miss, ever:
-being broke all the time
-actually going to class
-working multiple jobs
-buying text books
-living in crappy apartments
-crowded roads during the school year
-driving to Cape
-writing papers
-waking up early
-being hungover too many weekends
-never having new clothes
-parking tickets
-Missouri summers and humidity
-dreading Monday morning
-general stress

Where is my furniture?/My cat can’t have kittens.

I finally recovered from the beach stand hot dog incident.  It took awhile.

This week has been abuzz with all things domestic.  Sort of.

Dan and I went furniture shopping last week, and ended up buying a bed, dresser, bedside table, coffee table, end table, and loveseat sleeper-sofa thing.  It’s all sorely needed, as the only furniture we have as of now consists of: A couch, TV stand, desk, and mattress on the floor.  Notice that we don’t have a dresser or proper bed.  Our clothes are in random piles on the floor, and we’re about to go crazy with the lack of organization that is taking place in our apartment right now.

Anyway, we were supposed to get the furniture early this week, but didn’t.  When I called the place, they said it wouldn’t be happening until after Feb. 5, which is no good. We need to organize!  Anyway, Dan called them back and told them what’s up, and we should have at least some of our stuff next week. We hope.

Crash, our cat, finally got to experience the pleasure of having her reproductive parts removed.  We brought her back from the vet yesterday, and she was still totally drugged out and hilarious.

Dan has been fully engaged in the job hunt, and we’re both getting frustrated by what appears to be a lack of opportunities for people with degrees.  Sure, there are plenty of jobs if you want to be a cashier or waiter, etc., but he didn’t work so hard, take out loans for school and earn a degree just so he could get some ‘whatever’ job that he could’ve taken straight out of high school.  We’ve been hoping and praying that something more will present itself, and I’m confident that it will.  I just want him to have a job that he feels happy with.  A job that values his education and makes his hard work worthwhile.

My little sister got a cell phone.  She’s 13, and has been waiting for the day that I get kicked off the family plan ever since she was old enough to answer the phone.  I’m not quite sure why parents have granted her this gadget; I didn’t get a phone until I was 16 and driving, and even then I only got it because I’d had a bad experience getting lost in a scary part of St. Louis on an empty tank.  At any rate, she sends me ridiculous text messages whenever she has the chance, and I have the feeling that she’s probably using her phone during class when she shouldn’t be.  I don’t blame her, but I think she should get busted.  When I was 13, my friends and I passed notes to each other, which required good timing and a bit of stealth.  These days, any idiot can get a message to a friend via cell phone.

TOMORROW, hopefully, will be the last day of serious presidential election coverage for us until November, at least locally.  The Democratic primary will be taking place, as the GOP primary already happened the previous Saturday.  It’s been exciting and fun to be in the midst of all this coverage, but I’m about ready for a break.  I kind of wonder what I’ll be reading about for the next few weeks after all this noise dies down.

I’m gonna say that’s about it ‑ for now.

Finally, a day off

So, yesterday was my first day off since Dan and I got married.  We wandered down by the beach, which was empty, beautiful, and COLD.  We found this little diner/bar-type place, where we proceeded to drink a pitcher of very good margaritas.  I had a hot dog, which tasted delicious, but was a terrible, terrible idea.  We went to the Ripley’s Believe it or Not museum, which was pretty cool but probably not worth the money it cost to get it.

I spent the rest of afternoon eating Tums because my stomach was rejecting the hot dog.  Then I painted while watching Ghostbusters and Knocked Up.  Stomach pains aside, it was a pretty good day.

Word of advice: Stay away from hotdog stands on The Strand.

News and the like

So, it’s been a bit since I’ve last written, and a lot has changed.

To begin, I am officially a married woman.  That is, once my dad signs and sends off the marriage license.  Dan and I had an intimate, beautiful ceremony with our immediate families, grandparents and a few close friends on Jan. 12 in St. Louis.  I’m so happy to have him as my husband, (wow, it’s weird to call him that now) and we flew back to Myrtle Beach together on Jan. 15 to officially start our life together.  Since then, we’ve been organizing the apartment and putting things together so that we can truly call our home our own.

I jumped back into work on Wednesday, and things there are still going well.  The GOP primaries are coming up tomorrow, and I’ll be working.  I imagine it will be a late night, and I won’t be unhappy when all of this election business ends.  It’s all I’ve been editing for the past few weeks, and I have the feeling that that’s not going to change any time soon.

Dan and I have also been doing some serious shopping, as we’ve come into a ton of gift cards lately.  Our latest purchases include a bed (we’ve been sleeping on a mattress on the floor), a dresser (our clothes are also on the floor), a bedside table, a coffee table, a lamp and some other random house stuff.  Hooray for not being in college anymore and not having to worry about roommates ruining your things.  We can actually afford to have some nice stuff and not only can we afford it, but we can also enjoy it without the constant threat of it being accidentally ruined by careless drunks, etc.

I am happy and excited to have started this part of my life. There’s a lot going on, and there will be for quite some time.  I’m thankful that I have friends and family to share these things with me.  It’s only been a month since I graduate, and so much has already changed!

Ready, set, GO!

Work updates:

*I made it through my first week of work without breaking anything or burning the building down.
*I really enjoy my job so far, and the people I work with make it very pleasant. We’re gearing up for the republican debates, which are taking place here in Myrtle Beach. The city has put together a very Mount Rushmore-esque sand sculpture for the event. It’s pretty much hilarious. However, it’s really cool to be part of the upcoming election. Yes, I worked at the Missourian for election stuff, but this is the first time I’ve worked for a paper that does its own local coverage of national politics. It’s fun, and my political muscles are growing so quickly it’s like they’re on steroids.


Wedding updates:

*I was able to set up my work schedule so that I have back-to-back weekends coming up. That means four days off in a row. I’ll be flying to St. Louis on Saturday morning and come 3 p.m. that day, I’ll officially be Mrs. Daniel J. Story.


*Don’t worry – I’ll be having a full-on ceremony some time this fall, and everyone will be invited.
*Anyway, I’m really, really excited. For a wedding present, my mom and dad booked the presidential suite at the Drury Plaza for us for two nights. I don’t know a lot about the room, but I’ve heard that it’s out of control. Needless to say, I can hardly wait for this weekend to arrive.

Considering that my life for the past two weeks has consisted of working out and watching reality TV and episodes Clark and Michael online, this change is most certainly welcome.