Today.

Went to a bridal shower, ate cake, played games, won a Godiva chocolate bar with almonds. Lectured a three-year-old on the importance of NOT ripping her diaper off, because she is not potty trained, and what does she think will happen when she pees? I won't pee, she claims. Lies, I say, you will pee if you do not have this on. Since we had no more diapers to replace the one she ripped off, we taped that one back the fuck on. Sat around for a bit, ate my candy, sat somewhere else, napped on the floor for a bit and decided it was time to go home. Dropped T off and got a cheeseburger before coming home and typing this. I leave you now with this quote...
Brooke: *grumpy face*
Me: "What's wrong, baby?"
Brooke: "Mommy went inna bathroom and she won't let me watch her pee."

Funny pictures

Posted here for your amusement.

Still waiting...

Hopefully I'll hear about this job soon! I called Jean and told her that yes, I thought about it, and I would definitly like to take the job if she still wants me. So now we have to wait and see if the district manager approves it. *fidgets*

Also, ......Crap. I forgot it.

Interesting question...

So, my mom actually sent me something intriguing today. Read on.

Read this question, come up with an answer and then read the comments for the result. This is not a trick question. It is as it reads. No one I know has gotten it right-including me.



A woman, while at the funeral of her own mother, met this guy whom she did not know. She thought this guy was amazing, so much her dream guy she believed him to be just that! She fell in love with him right there, but never asked for his number and could not find him. A few days later she killed her sister.

Question: What is her motive in killing her sister? (Give this some thought before you answer).

Holy shit! What?!

Holy mother of God! (Should that be capitalized? Holy Mother of God!) I went in to work today feeling pretty shitty due to me hurling an hour beforehand, but I need the hours so I didn't call in sick like I wanted. Good thing too. I went up to Nancy (the senior beauty advisor (SBA) at my store, and the cosmetics boss-lady) to say Hi and see what she had for me to do today, and she was talking to this kinda offical-looking lady, and they were like "Oh, we were just talking about you". My first thought is I fucked something up, but they're smiling, so it can't be too bad. Then the offical-looking lady, who I found out later is the Cosmetics Supervisor, told me that they need an SBA for the store on Jeffco Blvd, and they would like to offer it to me, am I interested? It would be pretty much Nancy's job at this other store, full-time hours, sick and vacation days, insurance, ect. Plus a raise. FUCK YES I AM INTERESTED WHEN DO YOU WANT ME TO BE READY?! She gave me her card and told me to think it over and give her a call like on Monday to let her know if I would like to take it. Apparently my sales are so good that they picked me for this. Plus Nancy gave me a good promo. So I am pretty sure I am going to tell her I would like this job. It will make me sad to leave my store and go somewhere where I don't go out drinking with Nora in pharmacy and screaming "Dammit Scott STOP THAT!!" after we close at night and he annoys the crap out of me with the kid's toys that make noise. But I will still go to my store all the time for stuff, and to visit, because I am sentimental like that. Plus my store is only a mile from my house, and not ten miles like this new store is.

First picture

Here it is! The first picture post from my new digital camera. *cheers* It is, of course, of one of my hamsters. Honey was trying to get me to give her yogies, but I was too busy taking her picture to indulge her.





Doesn't it just look so damn crisp and clean? Like an ironed shirt. (Note: You may have to click on the picture to see it full size for true crispyness.)

It says what?

Just because I am sitting here at one thirty in the morning just before pulling a double shift does not mean I have enough sense to go to bed. I have decided instead, using my famous common sense, that right now is the best time to update my blog. While highlighting my hair. All is not bleak, however - this week at the drugstore due to people calling in with "the flu", my hours have gone from about thirty to almost, if not over, forty hours. Yay money! Of course that means between jobs I will be working about fifty-six hours this week, so I am earning this money with the sacrifice of my social life. And blog updates, not that you can tell. Oh well.

*click*

In an effort to make happy reading, the news that I got a digital camera!!

"Yay!" cheers the crowd of excited blog readers. "This means lots of great new pictures and more frequent updates of my fifth most favorite blog!"

"Hahaha" laughs me, because it really means less time to update because I have to take so many pictures of hamsters and cats.

I know you are just dying to see exactly what I got, and get the same thing for yourself, so here's a link to get the ball rolling. Eventually you will see the fruits of my clicking labors on the page. Wait, but don't hold your breath in excitement because blue is never as attractive a facial color as the Smurfs make it look like.