Lost Voice

So I lost my voice last night. And today, still nothing but weird little sounds and some breakthroughs of actual voice action. Although some of you may be glad. : ) It's funny how you never think about not being able to make a phone call or order at a drive thru. I got my hair cut this morning and was struggling trying to tell the guy what I wanted. It turned out great though. So I guess I can talk less then. If I can get a good haircut with no voice, then why talk at all. Oh, that's right I love to talk. I almost forgot. I love chocolate cake, too. That I don't forget. Why is chocolate cake so good? Damn you and your decadent love. Stupid cake. So I'm off work today. It's nice. Ironically, I'm taking my Dr. Martin Luther King day off since we were so busy I didn't get to use it a couple of months ago. I think I finally have my blog to the set up that I want. Although, one thing that bugs me is that when I return to start a new paragraph, all the copy's leading is much tighter. I don't understand all that coding stuff so I don't know how to fix that. Any help for a chocolate cake lover? 

Recently viewed movies

So we just watched Pan's Labyrinth. I'm not sure what to think of it yet. I felt kind of disappointed to tell the truth. I thought it would be more fairytale. But instead it was more about war and an asshole. It was a good movie. It just wasn't what I was expecting. I didn't know anything about it before I watched it. All I knew was there were some interesting characters. Although I did find karma to be a bitch in the end. Right on!

We also saw The Pursuit of Happyness. I really liked that movie. I thought it was Will Smith's best. I haven't seen Ali yet. I almost forgot that I was watching him and not a real person. I probably especially like it because I can relate to it. My mom was kind of in the same shoes as him. We were on welfare for only about a year or so. I remember going with my mom to interviews for second jobs at night. I never understood that situation in her life. I just found it kind of annoying that I couldn't be at home and instead I'm sitting in a car waiting for her to come out so we could leave. My brother and I are eight years apart. So I'd have to watch him every night while my mom went to her second job. I went to a private school so that wasn't cheap, but the education was fantastic. At one time I was in 8th grade and my brother was in Kindergarten. That was double the tuition. That's the year we had to be on welfare. I remember being really embarrassed to go by our lunch tickets because I had to tell them out loud (in front of my friends) that we needed the welfare lunch plan. I was mad at my mom for making me do that. I did it, waiting to the last possible minute so that everybody was gone. Once I got to high school, I had to go to a public one. No more private school. Private high school was too expensive. I hated, HATED my high school. I wanted to go where all my friends were going. Anyway, being poor is really defeating. I wonder how many times my mom cried about her situation, having two kids and having to work two jobs and still not having enough money to be okay? I know she had to. It's too depressing of a situation to be in to not feel like you are at the end. Once high school started, I got a job with my mom and worked at a cafeteria during my entire high school years. I hated it, but we made enough money between the two of us that we were more than okay. I went away to college and I've never looked back. I was the first in my whole family to go to college. So I was proud that I had a career that I could enjoy doing and make decent money. My first job out of college, I was making the exact same amount a year that my mom was making with both of her jobs. I just feel fortunate to have had the opportunity to make a better life for myself. I hope to provide that for my own family.