When we go to art fairs I always have the gig of being "The Girl who knows Everything". Chris often asks why I am so damn smart. For real. Pretty much it is just because I have had every job under the sun. And as I am typing this I keep thinking of more I have had.
Yup, there ya go. I will have to say GFS (I interned) was where I got the smartest. I can remember getting a call one night, around 10pm, telling me I had to make a 3hr dirve to get French Fries for Cedar Pointe. That companys stopped at nothing, they were amazing and it was never a question of did it suck to make the drive. It was always the vibe of "no matter what it takes, get the job done". Oh, I loved that job.
Now piercing ears at Claire's Boutique made me nervous. Think about it, me and 6wk olds? But I did meet Kelly, whom I haven't spoken to in ages, but still thinks she's SUPER. And the gas station was so fun but emberassing whena cute boy saw you working. This is where I first learned how to read gas prices. I had no clue what those numbers meant, they never had dollar signs, I thought it was like a mesaurement of something.
Okay, the 4wk long gooey eye sydrome is still in effect on the Beast and he's got the flu and I have used my spare 15 minutes. See ya.
And just because she is so CUTE.