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Dolphin VS Elephant

Dean and I gave away some toys today.  Something that was much needed. Allot of stuffed animals didn't make the cut to stay, and that was a good thing.  He never plays with them at all. The funny part happened later...and went a bit like this:

Me:  So Dean and I donated some toys today, allot of stuffed animals, I  was very proud of him.
Him: oh, great, hey, you didn't donate that dolphin, did you?
Me: Dolphin?  No I don't think so...what dolphin?
Him: The one from the day he was born!!!!
Me: Dolphin?
HIm: Yes, from the nurse, she gave him a stuffed dolphin
'Me: Um. Dude. That was an elephant.
Him: No. after he was born, the nurse GAVE HIM A DOLPHIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: No, um. actually, (and I'm sorry if you were sleeping dear) she said that she brought one stuffed animal to her work every day, and gave it to the mom who did the best in delivery, and she was surprised to give it to her first birth of the day (and, um, that was me by the way,and that's why we HAVE AN ELEPHANT!!!!!)
Him: No, it was a DOLPHIN!!  YOU DIDN'T GIVE IT AWAY, DID YOU???

SIGH.

 

Crunch Time

This year, it doesn't seem so much like Christmas time.  For the past few days, I've tried to put my finger on it, and it has eluded me until now.  Brace yourself, because this is one for the books.

It doesn't feel like Christmas time because I am not working.  I know that sounds crazy...insane actually, who the F wants to work at Christmas time, right?  Well, it's not so much the "work" part of it, it's the PEOPLE part of it.  The friends, strategically shopping at lunch time, talking about holiday plans, bitching about long drives to distant relatives, going to holiday parties and office potlucks (not that I'm a huge fan of the pot luck, but you get the idea)....

I'm not down or anything....I just don't feel Christmas like I normally do. 
I've got just a bit more than a week left to holiday my spirit the F up!

I think that's what they call crunch time.

I'm sold.

Ok, lets be totally honest here.  I have been so lax at this blog lately...so, so lax.
I am going to try harder. I am going to do better.  I am actually going to write this thing.

Just not right now.  Right now I'm going to go eat sushi.

Before I do though, one more make up tip for you all.
Pur Minerals.  Get thee some.  I actually stumbled onto this product while down south.  I ran out of my uuber expensive foundation and the Ulta store near our hotel didn't carry my brand.  So I milled around, cursing myself for not planning ahead, and found myself in front of the Pur Minerals display.  It was allot cheaper, I could just by the starter kit, and then switch back to my beloved Dior when we got home.  I had the sales girl try it on me, and... whoa.  WHOA.  Hold up there partner.  That actually looks pretty damn good.  And you didn't even go through the 100 layering steps that I do (toner, sunscreen, moisturizer, primer, and THEN foundation).  I'll take it!

Back at home, I had my husband pry apart my almost empty bottle of Dior so I could use it until the last drop before selling the farm to buy a new bottle.  And then a miracle happened.  I didn't like it anymore.  AT ALL.    

The Pur Minerals gives great coverage, doesn't settle into those um, little fine lines that I pretend aren't there, looks  like my real skin and it goes on in seconds.  Perfectly.  I'm sold.

So there, another makeup tip that no one wanted or needed.  Now sushi.  I have a little boy who's getting hungry.

Did you know Submarines can fly?

I've decided to stop bitching, and start living.  So I'm unemployed, for almost a year now. SO WHAT. It ain't for lack of trying that I still don't have a job.  I may as well embrace it.

There are a number of great amazing things about being unemployed (in case you didn't know). 

1.  I don't have to set an alarm clock.  EVER.  In fact, I don't even know HOW to set my alarm clock.  It was a Christmas gift last year, and I was laid off before I got the hang of it.  (and don't laugh, it's some kind of high tech works with your iPhone and can cook you a steak kind of alarm clock, not a wind up toy)

2.  I get to spend allot of time with my son.  Yes, somedays this makes me want to scream and pull my hair out, but I'm not bald yet, so the good days must be out weighing the bad.

3.  I get to go to the gym, EVERY DAY if I want, at a normal decent hour.  Not at 4 freakin 30 in the morning. 

4.  Daytime TV.  Who knew!!!!  Wendy Williams, The FOOD Network.  Although I don't get to watch TV very often (see reason #2), it's a nice change when I do.

5.  I am more relaxed.  Oh sure, that may be the wine talking, but now I actually have time to clean the house, do some laundry, and I don't feel like a slave to it when I did at 5:30 when I'd get home from work.

6.  I am on the internet a million times less.  And yes, that is a good thing.

7.  And the best thing..I've relearned how to play cops and robbers, I've relearned that you don't need wings to fly, even if you're a submarine, and that all you have to do to be a part of the Scooby Gang is just to say that you are.  That's all it takes.  And that's the best.

8.  I still hate Lego's though.