Drama Drama Drama

So right around nap time today (2:00pm) I hear a helicopter overhead. Hmmmm. Must be a car accident. I hear the ambulance helicopters all the time on the way to and from the nearby hospital. No big deal. I'm sitting at my computer which is close by my front window that over looks my quiet little street. I see a cop car drive by. Hmmmm. Must be an accident close by me. No big deal. Not long afterwards I start to notice a lot of traffic on my quiet little street. That's strange. I hear the helicopter again. Hmmm. It must have been a bad accident or something. I decide to turn on the tv to Channel 8, thinking that maybe they will have a report of it or something. Sure enough they are reporting live. But it's not an accident. It's this:

http://www.WOODTV.com/Global/story.asp?s=4564991

An escaped prison inmate caused a massive manhunt that was going on right in my very own neighborhood! Helicopters were circling the area for three hours. Cops had Fuller street blocked off and were redirecting traffic down my quiet little street. There were four cop cars at the end of my street and they were stopping anyone from entering their search zone.

Crazy. I had to work tonight so I took the long way there. Needless to say, the helicopters and the manhunt ruined my nap time. What a ruiner.

Busy little bee

I've started working at the new restaurant. It is soooo different from the fine dining restaurants I've worked in for the last 6 years. But it's kind've a fun change of pace. The people I work with are really nice. The customers are very nice. The average guest check, though hovers around the $10 per person mark. Which means that my sales on a weeknight are around $120.00. Which means that if I get 20% tips from every single table, I can make $24.00 a night. Compare that with the$50-100 I used to make at Firehouse, and it's a little bit of a pay cut. But, that's why I am substitute teaching at least three times a week also. It's nice to be in the restaurant business again, I suppose. I get to be very social with coworkers and guests. I get to walk out the door with cash every time I work (even if it's not much). I get to schmooze people. When I sub I sit at a desk and don't really talk to anyone for the 7 hours I am at the school other than taking attendance and saying yes, you can use the restroom, and here is your assignment for today. It's kind've a lonely job. So the restuarant balances that out for me.

Jason and I have started house hunting. We contacted a real estate agent that I knew from Firehouse and she has started sending us email of new houses almost daily. Now we need to go get pre-approved for a mortgage and decide what we really want in a house and where we want to live for the next few years. We're looking for a starter house, maybe a fixer-upper, that we can live in for a few years and then move on to bigger and better things. It's very exciting and fun to be house hunting online. We haven't gone to any open houses or anything yet, but we have lots of time. We're aiming for buying this summer - maybe June or July - ish. Lots of time.

Oh crap...

Jason is sick. I just spent the past four days with him. That means there is a very good chance that I'm going to get sick too. Crap. I am subbing today, Thursday, and Friday AND starting training at the restaurant this week. I just don't have time to be sick this week. Maybe next week. But not this week.

On a different note, I am subbing at the charter school today. The kids are in a seminar class this first hour. They're watching Independance Day. They're getting tested on it. Why? I'm not sure... What the hell do you test kids on Independance Day for? I don't get it.