good, bad, ugly
Well!
My sweet husband has worked every SINGLE day for, I don't know, the past 25 days?
I've discontinued prayers for work, and, if you were praying for work for him, I invite you to take a hiatus.
Watch, now that I've said that it will DRY UP.
Ah, well, such is freelance life.
The good:
Loot from The Chanel Fairy, who, btw, is not Poppy. Within this bag was a small book announcing that I had "reached the pinnacle of Chanel research." I don't know about all that but I aim to keep her as happy having a friend in my business as I am to have a friend in her business. She brought me nail polish in an unmarked bottle because it hasn't been put on the market yet!
She also gave me a tube of lip gloss that doesn't wear off. Miraculous! (And a perfect color for me, you know, to draw the eye UP from my saggy neck!)
The Bad:
Miss Lavender Business Suit put on her whole face whilst sitting next to me. I was dying to tell her she needs new blush (she was scraping it from the corners of the container) but I held my tongue lest I lost my temper.
And who do we have here blabblabblabbing on his phone RIGHT NEXT TO MIDDLE?
Why, it's Mr. Rosary! Imagine!
The Ugly:
I've never been to Big Lots before.
My sweet husband has worked every SINGLE day for, I don't know, the past 25 days?
I've discontinued prayers for work, and, if you were praying for work for him, I invite you to take a hiatus.
Watch, now that I've said that it will DRY UP.
Ah, well, such is freelance life.
The good:
Loot from The Chanel Fairy, who, btw, is not Poppy. Within this bag was a small book announcing that I had "reached the pinnacle of Chanel research." I don't know about all that but I aim to keep her as happy having a friend in my business as I am to have a friend in her business. She brought me nail polish in an unmarked bottle because it hasn't been put on the market yet!
She also gave me a tube of lip gloss that doesn't wear off. Miraculous! (And a perfect color for me, you know, to draw the eye UP from my saggy neck!)
The Bad:
Miss Lavender Business Suit put on her whole face whilst sitting next to me. I was dying to tell her she needs new blush (she was scraping it from the corners of the container) but I held my tongue lest I lost my temper.
And who do we have here blabblabblabbing on his phone RIGHT NEXT TO MIDDLE?
Why, it's Mr. Rosary! Imagine!
The Ugly:
I've never been to Big Lots before.
Comments
Tell. me. MORE.
Did Middle know THAT was Mr. Rosary?
Also, what the heck are those things at Big Lots? They look like something from the Zombie apocalypse?
heh-heh
Big Lots is a running joke here--whenever D gets me a gift people always say, "Oh, did he go to Big Lots?" Which is funny because he actually has GOOD taste, but seems like he wouldn't.
Well, I did. And good for you, keep her happy.
I don't understand what poor Lavender woman did wrong.
Mr. Rosary? I read the back story and it made me sad. My super-perfect-Catholic-goes-to-daily-mass sister-in-law cut us out of her life recently, after our son developed a mental illness. It hurts a lot, but it's ultimately her loss for being so narrow-minded.
Bravo to you for putting a good face on it.
XOXOXO
K
Good god that sounds creepy. Happy birthday beloved!
(also I just read the Mr Rosary post and having met the suave, intelligent and really very beautiful Middle, I can't quite believe anyone would look down on him. I reckon that guy had a squint and you misinterpreted).