I know that I discuss yoga a bunch. I didn't realize how spoiled I was by the yoga community in Phoenix until I relocated. Santa Fe has a few instructors that I enjoy aspects of their classes. Some have moderately challenging flow classes that I have come to like. The music is terrible and that has not improved or changed. The other day, on Tuesday, the girl played Fantastic Voyage. I approached her afterwards and thanked her for including that song and told her that I preferred practicing to rap/r&b as it is all about the beat. Yoga is like dance and an upbeat tempo aids in the process. Or, at least, it does for me.
I spent a few days in Denver and thought I would check out a new studio. I was a client of a power based studio for a few years while living there. They offer bikram and vinyasa classes. I enjoyed frequenting the studio and as a visitor to Denver, I would have returned to the studio if they offered a more approachable rate. $20 to drop into a yoga class is too much. I know that a sumit's studio is opening in Littleton and I considered stopping by to see their progress. I believe they hope to open in early June. I like the ladies that own that studio and looked forward to seeing them. I wish it had been open. I would have felt at home in that studio, I know.
Instead, I went to a different studio based on a recommendation from a girl in Santa Fe. She said that she practiced with a few instructors from the studio and that they played awesome music. To drop in was $15 and I was excited.
I should have went to the noon class with the instructor she mentioned. However, I opted to attend the 9:15 class and roll the dice. The music was terrible. For me, my mind wanders about what I would rather be doing. The flow was lame and I did sweat as the room was heated. I just didn't feel that I benefited from the class. My mind wandered and I kept envisioning jacking up my hamstring because I was bored and getting pissy from the crappy vinyasa flow.
I suppose the lesson is that I was extremely fortunate to practice yoga in Phoenix. There are several studios that offer the yoga that I like. Challenging, changing flows with music that I prefer. I left feeling refreshed and that I did take time to focus on me and my health.
I remain hopeful that I will find a niche in Santa Fe to practice. This one guy that seems to think he is a yogi god is not. I have tried several of his classes. The music is consistently bad--think cellos, chimes or slow. We do a ton of half splits in each class and he likes to practice on other people's mats which is sacrilege to me. I don't want to touch anyone else's mat, sweat or space. Each class, this guy, is like--turn to the right and low lunge. I cringe as I know there will be someone in my space and I tense up to avoid this. Luckily there are other instructors, classes and studios. I can avoid attending his half split based class.
Since I am closer to Denver, I will be visiting more often. I miss my friends. I managed to see quite a few of them the last few days. We checked out a new restaurant and it was delicious. I drove around the city, trying to avoid the massive amounts of road construction and pot holes. Cherry Creek is a complete mess and only slated to get worse. I don't know what those businesses will do over the summer. It is difficult to find parking and maneuver in and out of all of the construction.
I am off to work and might catch a restorative class later today. I could use it!
Namaste~
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Monday, May 5, 2014
Last night was great. I arrived to find that we were locked out until the manager arrived. I am always early. I don't know how to be late. A few other people are of the same nature.
I set up the bar and the GM appears. I thought--crap! I thought he was not working today and so I could wear these socks that are not completely black. I did not like the idea of getting busted on a clothing technicality. He asked me for a coin margarita. I made two margaritas while he watched me. I was nervous and the drinks were not fantastic. He told me to use Herradura as that is what they use in their coin margaritas. I chalk it up to him being there on a night that I was not anticipating his presence. I do not feel bad. I know that the rest of the night I earned the server's and customer's respect. That is what I was hoping to do.
And, I did. It felt great to see them recognize that I am worthy of this position. Training sucks. I despise it and it was challenging at this restaurant as the majority of the servers have been there for 5+ years. I still need to learn more of their computer system. I know that. But, in terms of providing service to them and the customers, well, I have that down. They just assumed that I did not how to bartend and/or serve. Lame!
I work tonight and tomorrow night. I have a few days off towards the end of the week. I am seriously considering a trip to Denver to collect my wine cabinet and see friends. I don't know what my schedule will be in a few months and so I figure, why not? I reached out to a few of my friends to see what they thought about my impulsive trip. I am still waiting to hear their thoughts.
If nothing else, I will explore Santa Fe and its surrounding areas. I could still use that soak at Ojo. Or, go hiking, biking or day tripping. I drove through Madrid which was cute. I did not have time to stop. I rushed back to Santa Fe to attend a yoga class. It was the first class that I have sweat in, legitimately, but still not that challenging. The instructor has an odd sequence and does way too many half splits for me. There are no warrior poses and he likes to do the chair position and then have you flail your arms to the ground. It's dumb and it makes me cranky. I opted to attend a different class today and it was great. Better sequence and nice gal that teaches. I wishes she had different music but perhaps that will come.
I am thankful for today and looking forward to discovering more of the secrets of S.F. Cheers!
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Days off
I found another pair of black slacks and a french blue shirt in ABQ. Thankfully. I was starting to freak out about not having options. I do not want to have to wash, press, iron my shirt on a daily basis. Now, I have options. I can rotate the shirts.
I found a few other summer type of shirts, too. We ran out of time to check out consignment shops. Jennifer had success in her wants. I could have taken more time to discover suitable clothes. Then, I reached my limit on the whole retail experience. We stopped into this one shop that targeted teens and twenty somethings. I didn't feel out of place. I just had reached my limit on shopping. I saw a few things that were cute. I just was no longer in the right frame of mind to shop. We stopped by a brewery to enjoy a few beers before we headed back to Sandia Park for the night.
Their house is charming and suited them well. They have four dogs and one cat. I felt, at ease, immediately, in their house. The drive way was scary but I managed to not hit anything on the way up or down. Steep, gravel and scary.
I returned to Santa Fe and have a a few things that I would like to get done today. Yoga, ironing and then work. My first real shift where I will not be following anyone around. I am excited. Training sucks. There is no other way to look at it. It sucks to train and it sucks to train someone else. Patience is tested on both sides. I understand that it is best to just listen and stay out of the way of the person you are training with. This all sounds great, in theory, but sometimes you have to identify how it could be done better. It's almost impossible to not put in your two cents worth of experience. And, in most cases, the establishment assumes the worst about you. They think they will have to show you everything which sometimes is the case. Being seasoned, though, that is rarely the case. I need to learn the computer system and eat more of the food. Tonight will be the first night that I can show off some of my skills and decrease any unease they have with me as a bartender. Sure, some of the burning orange rinds is not in my wheelhouse. I am all about the service aspect of it. The efficiency of anticipating your need without you asking for anything. I could improve on some of the mixology steps, for sure. I can b.s. sports, entertainment, wine, food, travel. Creating the epic drink of perfection is not really my forte.
I absolutely enjoyed my time in ABQ with Jenn and Travis. It felt nice to relax and be with someone that I have known since we were 13. I hope to see them again and soon. I think I will stop back down with some of the extra wine glasses that I have carted around with me from place to place. She had one glass that they use as a wine glass and I have a plethora of glassware. I considered dropping them off at good will but now believe I have found the perfect home for them.
Off to yoga and work later. Happy Sunday!!!
I found a few other summer type of shirts, too. We ran out of time to check out consignment shops. Jennifer had success in her wants. I could have taken more time to discover suitable clothes. Then, I reached my limit on the whole retail experience. We stopped into this one shop that targeted teens and twenty somethings. I didn't feel out of place. I just had reached my limit on shopping. I saw a few things that were cute. I just was no longer in the right frame of mind to shop. We stopped by a brewery to enjoy a few beers before we headed back to Sandia Park for the night.
Their house is charming and suited them well. They have four dogs and one cat. I felt, at ease, immediately, in their house. The drive way was scary but I managed to not hit anything on the way up or down. Steep, gravel and scary.
I returned to Santa Fe and have a a few things that I would like to get done today. Yoga, ironing and then work. My first real shift where I will not be following anyone around. I am excited. Training sucks. There is no other way to look at it. It sucks to train and it sucks to train someone else. Patience is tested on both sides. I understand that it is best to just listen and stay out of the way of the person you are training with. This all sounds great, in theory, but sometimes you have to identify how it could be done better. It's almost impossible to not put in your two cents worth of experience. And, in most cases, the establishment assumes the worst about you. They think they will have to show you everything which sometimes is the case. Being seasoned, though, that is rarely the case. I need to learn the computer system and eat more of the food. Tonight will be the first night that I can show off some of my skills and decrease any unease they have with me as a bartender. Sure, some of the burning orange rinds is not in my wheelhouse. I am all about the service aspect of it. The efficiency of anticipating your need without you asking for anything. I could improve on some of the mixology steps, for sure. I can b.s. sports, entertainment, wine, food, travel. Creating the epic drink of perfection is not really my forte.
I absolutely enjoyed my time in ABQ with Jenn and Travis. It felt nice to relax and be with someone that I have known since we were 13. I hope to see them again and soon. I think I will stop back down with some of the extra wine glasses that I have carted around with me from place to place. She had one glass that they use as a wine glass and I have a plethora of glassware. I considered dropping them off at good will but now believe I have found the perfect home for them.
Off to yoga and work later. Happy Sunday!!!
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Days off, organizing and moving forward....
I bought a few items to make my place feel more like home. A lamp to help with the lighting in the kitchen/bedroom and a bathroom organizer. I return home and delay putting the bathroom organizer together. I wanted to be lazy and couldn't decide if I would drive out to Ojo to soak in the springs or take a bath now that I have a bathroom stopper. I chose the latter.
I opened the bathroom organizer box and pieces were missing. No instructions either. Should have been a huge red sign that this was not the right organizer for me. I returned to Target and changed out the organizers. I returned home and started to put it together. I was determined to get my place in order. The finished product is okay but not what I had envisioned. I will take it apart and hopefully find the perfect item while visiting Jenn in ABQ. Hot springs can wait until another weekend.
I stopped by a few consignment places to see if I could find a bedside table or wine cabinet. I saw one at Target that seemed likely. It was on sale, thru today. I held off and chose to consider my options. I could order on-line or look at a few other options that I would have in town. In addition, garage sales, consignment shops or drive to Denver and pick up the one that I already own. Duh....that would be the most viable option.
When I left Denver in 2011, I left my plants with Sara Jo (where they have thrived) and a few other items with Bryn. My wine cabinet has been in her house and used as a storage unit for the last few years. I could drive up to Denver, see some friends and collect my wine cabinet. That would be the best option. Now, I just need to make it happen.
I am thankful that I wanted to start over again. It is always exciting, fun, and new. I have a few friends that I have met while visiting Santa Fe and I wanted to see them right when I arrived. It was important, I thought, and I tried to force it. Finally, I realized, I want to take time for me. I had a raging headache on Thursday and a hamstring tweak. I think that due to both of those annoyances, my body was trying to tell me to enjoy being where I am now. I made a lot of decisions that I haven't stopped to ease into. I was go, go, going and I needed to stop and enjoy. I do have time to see my friends, explore Santa Fe and find my niche.
Of course, I miss Phoenix. Yoga. I miss having options in terms of studios and instructors. I miss hiking Camelback and my friends. I do not miss having to drive everywhere. Not going to lie. I am loving that aspect of being here. And the green chile factor. I am determined to make my own at some point soon. I can run and must start as there is a half marathon in July that I have signed up for. I have the accommodations squared and think I have some tastings arranged. But, I am going to run it and not feel sore from lack of training. Last year's half marathon was terrible since I had not been diligent in that regard.
I am heading to yoga and hopeful that it will be a stellar class. Afterwards, I have some friends in town that I might meet or I might head straight to ABQ. I am going to meet up with Jennifer and Travis and thrift store shop, hang out and spend time with friendly faces. I think that is why I was so adamant on seeing the people I knew in Santa fe. I want to feel comfortable and I have established friendships that I wanted to see, immediately, as a way to celebrate my start in Santa Fe. And, I will. There is so much time to make this happen.
Enjoy your weekend. I intend to.
I opened the bathroom organizer box and pieces were missing. No instructions either. Should have been a huge red sign that this was not the right organizer for me. I returned to Target and changed out the organizers. I returned home and started to put it together. I was determined to get my place in order. The finished product is okay but not what I had envisioned. I will take it apart and hopefully find the perfect item while visiting Jenn in ABQ. Hot springs can wait until another weekend.
I stopped by a few consignment places to see if I could find a bedside table or wine cabinet. I saw one at Target that seemed likely. It was on sale, thru today. I held off and chose to consider my options. I could order on-line or look at a few other options that I would have in town. In addition, garage sales, consignment shops or drive to Denver and pick up the one that I already own. Duh....that would be the most viable option.
When I left Denver in 2011, I left my plants with Sara Jo (where they have thrived) and a few other items with Bryn. My wine cabinet has been in her house and used as a storage unit for the last few years. I could drive up to Denver, see some friends and collect my wine cabinet. That would be the best option. Now, I just need to make it happen.
I am thankful that I wanted to start over again. It is always exciting, fun, and new. I have a few friends that I have met while visiting Santa Fe and I wanted to see them right when I arrived. It was important, I thought, and I tried to force it. Finally, I realized, I want to take time for me. I had a raging headache on Thursday and a hamstring tweak. I think that due to both of those annoyances, my body was trying to tell me to enjoy being where I am now. I made a lot of decisions that I haven't stopped to ease into. I was go, go, going and I needed to stop and enjoy. I do have time to see my friends, explore Santa Fe and find my niche.
Of course, I miss Phoenix. Yoga. I miss having options in terms of studios and instructors. I miss hiking Camelback and my friends. I do not miss having to drive everywhere. Not going to lie. I am loving that aspect of being here. And the green chile factor. I am determined to make my own at some point soon. I can run and must start as there is a half marathon in July that I have signed up for. I have the accommodations squared and think I have some tastings arranged. But, I am going to run it and not feel sore from lack of training. Last year's half marathon was terrible since I had not been diligent in that regard.
I am heading to yoga and hopeful that it will be a stellar class. Afterwards, I have some friends in town that I might meet or I might head straight to ABQ. I am going to meet up with Jennifer and Travis and thrift store shop, hang out and spend time with friendly faces. I think that is why I was so adamant on seeing the people I knew in Santa fe. I want to feel comfortable and I have established friendships that I wanted to see, immediately, as a way to celebrate my start in Santa Fe. And, I will. There is so much time to make this happen.
Enjoy your weekend. I intend to.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Creating a niche
Two days off...I am stoked! I mean, I packed up Friday, moved Saturday, and began work on Monday. I thought--why not? Hit the ground running...sounded like a legit plan until I was experiencing it.
My move to Santa Fe was a whirlwind. From start to finish. It was go, go, go and then keep going. Tonight, I can decompress and enjoy. I do not work until Sunday and I am thankful for the much needed break. I scheduled a massage to work on my hamstrings after my morning yoga session. Afterwards, I have a few options. I could head south to ABQ to see Jenn and Travis, shop for a french blue shirt and spend time there. Or, go northwest to Abiquiqu, Ojo Caliente and spend time in Santa Fe. I sorta kinda choose that adventure as I need to find my niche here. I am super thankful for the next few nights off. I need it!
My day shift was an improvement to the previous night. This restaurant reminds me so much of Fifi's. Lovely wine list, established clientele of professionals, and the food that is consistently amazing. The passion is illustrated in the care that is taken to create the dishes. The uniform, although not black slacks and white blouse, has that similar need associated with it. The need to be pressed/cleaned on a daily basis with black shoes and socks. Yes, I feel that I have been transported back to the late 90's for sure.
I worked with a few people that I had met over the last few days. I arrived at 10:30, thinking, we opened at 11. Instead it opens at noon. During the lunch shift, there is not a bartender (another reminder of my time at Fifi's. This is where I learned how to make a manhattan, martini, old fashioned. Basically, where I honed some skills to bartend). My trainer let me take a few tables and I had mentioned to the day manager that I wanted to work more on the computer. That that was where I would have difficulty moving forward. She told the guy to let me ring everything in. So, the tables that I started, I rang in. The tables that he chose to take, he would ring in and say--here is how you ring this is. This in an ineffective way to help someone develop computer skills. I can watch all day but until I do it, I'm not really going to remember how to do it.
Still, he was nice and helpful. He didn't treat me like I was an idiot. Progress, I suppose.
And, my bow tying skills are improving. I will soon be a master of that skill, too. Well, I am off to check out some yoga and begin my day. I made dinner last night instead of meeting up with a friend. I had a headache and didn't feel like being social. Sure, I want to celebrate my start to Santa Fe, but it doesn't have to happen this minute. There will be more time to celebrate, discover and explore of this city.
Cheers!!!
My move to Santa Fe was a whirlwind. From start to finish. It was go, go, go and then keep going. Tonight, I can decompress and enjoy. I do not work until Sunday and I am thankful for the much needed break. I scheduled a massage to work on my hamstrings after my morning yoga session. Afterwards, I have a few options. I could head south to ABQ to see Jenn and Travis, shop for a french blue shirt and spend time there. Or, go northwest to Abiquiqu, Ojo Caliente and spend time in Santa Fe. I sorta kinda choose that adventure as I need to find my niche here. I am super thankful for the next few nights off. I need it!
My day shift was an improvement to the previous night. This restaurant reminds me so much of Fifi's. Lovely wine list, established clientele of professionals, and the food that is consistently amazing. The passion is illustrated in the care that is taken to create the dishes. The uniform, although not black slacks and white blouse, has that similar need associated with it. The need to be pressed/cleaned on a daily basis with black shoes and socks. Yes, I feel that I have been transported back to the late 90's for sure.
I worked with a few people that I had met over the last few days. I arrived at 10:30, thinking, we opened at 11. Instead it opens at noon. During the lunch shift, there is not a bartender (another reminder of my time at Fifi's. This is where I learned how to make a manhattan, martini, old fashioned. Basically, where I honed some skills to bartend). My trainer let me take a few tables and I had mentioned to the day manager that I wanted to work more on the computer. That that was where I would have difficulty moving forward. She told the guy to let me ring everything in. So, the tables that I started, I rang in. The tables that he chose to take, he would ring in and say--here is how you ring this is. This in an ineffective way to help someone develop computer skills. I can watch all day but until I do it, I'm not really going to remember how to do it.
Still, he was nice and helpful. He didn't treat me like I was an idiot. Progress, I suppose.
And, my bow tying skills are improving. I will soon be a master of that skill, too. Well, I am off to check out some yoga and begin my day. I made dinner last night instead of meeting up with a friend. I had a headache and didn't feel like being social. Sure, I want to celebrate my start to Santa Fe, but it doesn't have to happen this minute. There will be more time to celebrate, discover and explore of this city.
Cheers!!!
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
The iron
I now have the most intimate relationship with my iron. Phenomenal, right? I despise ironing clothes and yet this is what I have chosen to do for the foreseeable future. What was I thinking? Thankfully, I had the sense to purchase one on Sunday before scrambling around on Monday prior to work. I knew that I would need one at some point in the relocation process. I just didn't realize that I would be ironing/re-ironing my clothes, daily. I am not thrilled about this aspect. I doubt it will change. I don't see myself waking up one day and being happy to iron. It will remain a necessary chore.
Not to mention, I need to ensure that the clothes are clean, presentable, pressed prior to arriving at work. Yesterday, I schlepped my clothes to a nearby laundry mat. That, too, was a challenge. Not a huge fan of doing my clothes in this venue. I was inspired to purchase more french blue button down shirts and find a service to clean my shirts. I remember when Brian took all of his clothes to this little lady to clean. I thought it was such a waste of money. Now, I am realizing how genius it is. I mean, my time is money and having to schlep clothes, hang out while they are washing/drying, and fold them takes time. Time that I could be doing something more useful to me.
For example, furniture shopping. I want to find the perfect wine cabinet to house some wines and also provide a more lived in look than I have strived for in the past. Dare I say it? I am ready to be an adult and establish some sort of roots. Roots to me, equates to material things. Things that I will want to take with me when I opt to relocate again.
I checked out a few spots and hope to do more investigating tomorrow and the weekend. I am considering a trip to ABQ to furniture shop, hit Macy's and see my friend, Jennifer, if she is available. I have the weekend off and I want to take advantage of it. I thought about going to Ojo, Denver or hiking. Then, after shopping for this french blue shirt the last few days, I realized that I should take care of that before I take off to see friends. I can go to Denver whenever I want to now. I am closer, it is spring (no snow to contend with) and something that I will do fairly often. I miss my friends.
I must conclude this for now. I need to head into training and inventory later. Joyful times, for sure...
Not to mention, I need to ensure that the clothes are clean, presentable, pressed prior to arriving at work. Yesterday, I schlepped my clothes to a nearby laundry mat. That, too, was a challenge. Not a huge fan of doing my clothes in this venue. I was inspired to purchase more french blue button down shirts and find a service to clean my shirts. I remember when Brian took all of his clothes to this little lady to clean. I thought it was such a waste of money. Now, I am realizing how genius it is. I mean, my time is money and having to schlep clothes, hang out while they are washing/drying, and fold them takes time. Time that I could be doing something more useful to me.
For example, furniture shopping. I want to find the perfect wine cabinet to house some wines and also provide a more lived in look than I have strived for in the past. Dare I say it? I am ready to be an adult and establish some sort of roots. Roots to me, equates to material things. Things that I will want to take with me when I opt to relocate again.
I checked out a few spots and hope to do more investigating tomorrow and the weekend. I am considering a trip to ABQ to furniture shop, hit Macy's and see my friend, Jennifer, if she is available. I have the weekend off and I want to take advantage of it. I thought about going to Ojo, Denver or hiking. Then, after shopping for this french blue shirt the last few days, I realized that I should take care of that before I take off to see friends. I can go to Denver whenever I want to now. I am closer, it is spring (no snow to contend with) and something that I will do fairly often. I miss my friends.
I must conclude this for now. I need to head into training and inventory later. Joyful times, for sure...
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Attire, mixology and other changes in my life....
My first attempt at tying a bowtie was not too bad. I watched an instructional video and felt confident that it was a legit effort. I walked into my new job and introduced myself to the crew. I was sweating as is my nature and the blue shirt was unforgiving. It showed my unease (I suppose) to anyone that was sitting at the bar. A few of my friends showed up and watched me struggle with the new gig. For instance, I forgot my wine opener. How is this possible is what I thought when I realized it. I swear, I have like 50.
At any rate, I rectified that situation with a quick text message. Gotta love technology. I knew that a friend of mine would be stopping in and felt confident that he would have a wine opener handy. He did.
Thankfully. The guy I trained with did not have one available. Nor was there an extra one lying around the bar. It was this guy's last shift and so his training capabilities were seriously limited. I think, I annoyed him more than anything else.
Today, was a completely different experience. First off, I had my own wine opener. Made a huge difference. I met the guy training me and felt at ease. He was interested in showing me where everything was located and having me work on the computer. I felt much better tonight.
We had a mix of people and it was great to chit chat and feel comfortable in a new environment. I made my first ever Negroni and attempted to burn an orange peel to enhance the drink. Sure, it is a great concept and there are amazing mixologists around the world. I am not inspired in that realm. I am more service oriented and thrive in anticipating needs. Being the center of attention, while learning a new drink is not that phenomenal in my book.
I made the Negroni and then a trio came in and wanted some odd off the wall cocktail--brandy, rye, sweet vermouth and bitters. Oh, and can I also have an orange rind burned? What? Why? Fantastic, I get to practice burning my thumb again. Me and the orange peel did not see eye to eye.
I learned how to close the bar down and ate half of a hamburger. Delicious. For real. I truly enjoyed it. Poblano pepper, white cheddar, avocado...yummy! I need to find a few more shirts to wear to work. I am having some difficulty acquiring one. It's either too light, a men's shirt (that would need to be tailored) or a shirt that will cost $60-$90. I refuse to spend that amount on a shirt for a job.
I talked to a few of my co-workers and they gave me some helpful hints about cleaning my shift, where to find one, and what it was like to work there. I am enjoying it. We shall see how everything shakes out.
Yoga perplexes me. I went today and enjoyed aspects of the class. The music was an improvement. Some of the flow aspects were decent. Then, we did some odd sequence and a chant that made me rethink the positive parts of the class/instructor. The chanting was too long and wasted about 15 minutes of the hour long class.
I work tomorrow night, Thursday day, and Sunday night. It will be odd to have Friday/Saturday off. I will figure something out, I am sure. Til then, enjoy your night.
At any rate, I rectified that situation with a quick text message. Gotta love technology. I knew that a friend of mine would be stopping in and felt confident that he would have a wine opener handy. He did.
Thankfully. The guy I trained with did not have one available. Nor was there an extra one lying around the bar. It was this guy's last shift and so his training capabilities were seriously limited. I think, I annoyed him more than anything else.
Today, was a completely different experience. First off, I had my own wine opener. Made a huge difference. I met the guy training me and felt at ease. He was interested in showing me where everything was located and having me work on the computer. I felt much better tonight.
We had a mix of people and it was great to chit chat and feel comfortable in a new environment. I made my first ever Negroni and attempted to burn an orange peel to enhance the drink. Sure, it is a great concept and there are amazing mixologists around the world. I am not inspired in that realm. I am more service oriented and thrive in anticipating needs. Being the center of attention, while learning a new drink is not that phenomenal in my book.
I made the Negroni and then a trio came in and wanted some odd off the wall cocktail--brandy, rye, sweet vermouth and bitters. Oh, and can I also have an orange rind burned? What? Why? Fantastic, I get to practice burning my thumb again. Me and the orange peel did not see eye to eye.
I learned how to close the bar down and ate half of a hamburger. Delicious. For real. I truly enjoyed it. Poblano pepper, white cheddar, avocado...yummy! I need to find a few more shirts to wear to work. I am having some difficulty acquiring one. It's either too light, a men's shirt (that would need to be tailored) or a shirt that will cost $60-$90. I refuse to spend that amount on a shirt for a job.
I talked to a few of my co-workers and they gave me some helpful hints about cleaning my shift, where to find one, and what it was like to work there. I am enjoying it. We shall see how everything shakes out.
Yoga perplexes me. I went today and enjoyed aspects of the class. The music was an improvement. Some of the flow aspects were decent. Then, we did some odd sequence and a chant that made me rethink the positive parts of the class/instructor. The chanting was too long and wasted about 15 minutes of the hour long class.
I work tomorrow night, Thursday day, and Sunday night. It will be odd to have Friday/Saturday off. I will figure something out, I am sure. Til then, enjoy your night.
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