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You Know Why I stopped Writing, Don't You?

You Know Why I stopped Writing, Don't You? No Mark, THAT is not why I stopped writing. I stopped writing because I got a lot of stuff to do and I am lazy and I do not have a good ending yet. Maybe someday. Kiki gave birth to our little Webbigail on November 28, 2010. She is adorable but we now rarely sleep. We are currently in the God-forsaken country of Minnesota which just experienced one of their five worst snowstorms in recorded history. I do not know why millions of people would live here (although under different circumstances I could learn to like if not love this place).

Pay It Forward

Apparently I have not written a thing in over two months. Well I am sorry. I will contar unas cositas that have happened since I last wrote. On the first (and last) day of selling mulch for Mulch Masters only the Venezuelan on our sales team was able to sell any mulch. The Saturday after the the sell Thomas and I did the manual labor and laid the mulch. That may have been the first time in the history of Texas (maybe even the entire Southwestern United States) that an Hispanic did the sales job and Anglo-American did the manual labor. Dee and Thomas (the businesses founders) figured out that we did not have the profit margin for the mulch business to thrive as we had hoped and Mulch Masters was abandoned so I was yobless once again.
So I went to a job fair in Tomball, threw resumes into various fields, and read a lot. People from my ward (Doug and Jeff) often came to visit and advise me on the job hunt. Till one fine day a received an email from Pearson offering me a job if I could pass a Spanish translation test I would have a job scoring the TAKS test. The translation was tough (mainly because it was written by nine year olds meaning bad hand writing and bad Spanish). However I passed. A week after the test I became a scorer.
Before starting work Kiki, Hank, Nora and I took a day trip to San Antonio for the first time ever. We went to the temple grounds, the Alamo, and the Riverwalk. It was a nearly perfect day.
Shortly after starting my job our car, "Ol Bessie," started to die on us. We thought we would have to shell out some 600 dollars to fix her enough to last until we could afford a new car. However, out of the kindness of his heart Charlies fixed it for us for free. He even bought the parts she needed. In a Haley Joel Osment manner he told us (well Kiki for was at work when this happened) to pay it forward.

Mulch and Mulch Accessories

Last week I started working for Mulch Masters of Austin. It is the first time I have done sales and had to sell to make money. So far no luck in selling the Mulch.. partly due to my ineptitude and partly due to the rain, hail, sleet, and snow we got last week. OK, I am not sure if there was any snow but it makes the story more fun to say the snow part. Here is a link to the new company: mulchmastersofaustin
Also today is Nora's first birthday. A year ago today Kiki had had the flu for and few days and had not eaten almost anything for a few days when we skyped with her family as her little sister opened and read her mission call. Kiki smiled through the pain of her contractions as she heard UT Temple Square Mission. I drove her to the hospital where the doctor didn't arrive in time, Kiki didn't get the drugs she wanted, and Nora was born with the chord around her neck. Good times were had by all.

Mistletoe

SO I have not written in two and a half months. Since then I have worked for two months and been let go. It seems weird when a job that I am so overqualified that it is just funny let me go. They did it with very nice words... "you were a great employee... we only kept you around this long because you worked so well... we just don't have a position for you." I was fine when I heard that. I still was waiting to hear back from another school. I was fine when that school didn't call back because I had a job interview with a job that was even better. However now that even they have not called back either. Unemployed with no prospects forced to live on the mercy and charity of others. I hate being a parasite.