Far Too Long

So its been a while since I've written in my blog. Mostly I've been getting used to my job. I'm picking up work that the previous VISTA worker left off. Honestly I thought she would have gotten more work done getting a toolkit together for Faith-Based Organizations (aka a major part of my job). I really want to do well and work hard but I'm just not exactly sure where to start.

I have had a couple meetings with people. I met with this guy from Seeds of Hope which teaches people to farm/garden and then takes the produce from the practice garden to local food banks and other similar organizations. Then I went to the Blessing Way which works on prisoner re-entry and assisting the families of prisoners. They also have a basic food pantry for the general community. I've also been working on an extensive contact list of all of the places of worship in the state. Which may seems like a big deal down in NC but RI is much smaller. That said there are over 500 and I've gotten through just over 1/5, so I still have a good deal of work ahead of me. Next week I am meeting with the Diocese and the Food Bank of RI. I'm really excited about the Diocese.

Other interesting news, I have applied for food stamps and have gone to the food bank. I haven't really needed them yet because both my supervisor and the guy from Seeds of Hope have give me fresh produce, but I know I'll need them as the winter begins and I have less money because of an expensive gas bill. Its interesting people in the neighborhood recognize me now. I'm that white girl who is under 30 and over 15 and wears nice clothes when she rides the bus early in the morning. Whatever I've never had any problems with people.

I've started to get to know the fellows up stairs who go to Johnson and Whales. They're very nice, but man they like to party and don't realize how loud they get (most drunk people don't). Poor Christie usually gets the worst of it because their living room is right over her bedroom. Anyways they were having a party which Josh and I were sleeping peacefully through until around 4:30 they set of the fire alarm. I woke up going "Oh my god, oh my god! What the hell is that noise?" Then I start shaking Josh and it takes about 10-15 seconds to realize that its the fire alarm. So we start rushing to get on clothes, shoes, and find our keys. Well we're both half dressed in normal clothes when it turns off. It turns out they were cooking hot dogs and they burn them. Seriously how burnt do these dogs have to be before they set off the fire alarm?

Tomorrow is supposed to be beautiful. I want to go to the beach, about a 30-40 min drive, but we are going to Aunt Diana's on Monday in CT. It might be time to save the gas and just have a picnic at Roger Williams park.

Josh and I are doing well, I hope everyone else is too!