1. I need to find a job yesterday.
2. The whore/saleschic at the Benefit Brow Bar/Ulta at Jefferson Pointe in Fort Wayne, IN needs to stop talking, focus on her job and lighten up on the lipgloss.
3. I thought it was winter. Where is the snow?
4. I'm in a meal planning slump. Nothing sounds good, yet I'm starving.
5. Shep is now into throwing things; books, blocks, Matchbox cars, food. Casey's head is often the target.
I wish I could land a radio DJ/XM hosting gig. Getting paid to talk and offer up my opinions. Best job EVER. How do I land that gig?
What's new: I have a shorter 'do, do to the fact that my hair is falling out. Thyroid? Stress? Post baby action? Who knows? All I know is that I need a weave. Its also darker-- not sure how I feel about it.
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| My kid, the future frat boy, complete with keg in hand |
