9 Careers I Wanted To Have

When I was younger there were many things I wanted to be when I grew up and the majority of my career options fell under the same category (except for the odd one).

I was probably around the age of seven when I decided I wanted to work at Walmart like Mom. I thought being a cashier was a prime career.
I still have never really been a cashier.

About a year later we were learning about dinosaurs in school. I was going to be a paleontologist.  
I should've stuck with my gut when I was eight as I still find dinosaurs fascinating.

Ages nine to eleven my career options were make up artist, dancer, singer, fashion designer and hair dresser.
I had never used make up and still didn't until I was about fifteen. I was gangly and tall for my age so my awkward movements wasn't really dancing. I was tone deaf.  I still have my binder full of designs. I preferred having my hair done than doing other people's hair.

From age twelve until...well now I was going to model. I was slightly successful in this career path, I just didn't try hard enough. I was in a couple local modeling contests, in a magazine once and in the paper. When I was seventeen I was told to lose weight, I thought that was dumb. I was seventeen and still had baby fat, yet I was so thin.  When I was in my early twenties I decided modeling wasn't for me, I was never going to be a size 0-2, or even a size 6 for that matter. I'm stick quite celery like but I am a size 8 and still think about commercial modeling, but so far I have yet to pursue that idea.
When I was twenty three I figured if you can't model, act. I started taking acting lessons. I went to a couple of open castings and I received a callback once. I didn't get the job but I just tell myself that I looked too young for the role of a twenty four year old.  Those acting lessons got expensive and my bank account wasn't growing, and I still didn't have a head shot or resume to my name. Plus I had a bum wrist from my job. I'm celery like, remember, so thin and wimpy...maybe dead celery.

When my wrist put out of work for about four months I decided it was time to be a real adult and get a "real job" aka a job that I can live off of (and in my mind a job where you don't work Sundays)
Plus my younger man already finished up the schooling for his career and supported my decision to go to school.


As much as I pleaded with my boyfriend to let me be a housewife for a living, after nine months of schooling I am now a phlebotomist.
We have decided though I could be a housewife if he maxes out at the welder wage.
My favorite era is the 1950s so hopefully that explains a bit.

There you have it, the short list of careers I wanted to have.

What careers have you wanted to have? Did you accomplish your dream career?
Enjoy the rest of the week!

Fairy Tales and Fancy Cars

Another wonderful weekend is over.
How was yours?
Saturday, Boyfriend and I wandered around looking for a snorkel set for the river this summer. We each found one and are eyes are completely suctioned when we put them on, it's hilarious. I'll share a picture once we get to use them.  We had coffee at our favorite place where they now recognize us and up size our drinks for free.  Yes, we go there that often.
In the evening I went and saw "Maleficent" with my parents, which I absolutely loved. I love my fairy tales, so I enjoyed it much more than my parents.
Later on Boyfriend and I hung out with friends for a bit where we watched funny youtube videos and drunk people make interesting? decisions.

Sunday (which is almost over now) I miraculously slept in until nine o'clock, and  I think it was the best sleep I've had in a long time. At 10 we tried to take my Dad for breakfast, there was a line out the door at one place and a half hour wait at another. So we waited for half an hour, got seated and then waited an hour for a greasy breakfast that made me feel ill. It was the worst breakfast I've ever had out.  There's only a handful of places I trust for breakfast and this wasn't one of them (the line out the door one was).  Then we headed to a show 'n shine.  I love old cars.

If I could one day own a 1956 Chevrolet Belair, I would be a happy girl.
I didn't have my camera with me, so I didn't take many pictures.
But it was a fun day overall!
My youngest brother made a fantastic steak dinner with potato salad and corn.
I gave my dad this book:

Now Boyfriend and I are ignoring each other while being on our lap tops and relaxing before the work week. (Aw yeah four day work week for us! It's my graduation from phlebotomy on Friday!!)

Have a lovely week!