Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Seeing Eye Snake

So we had to make a lady leave Wal*Mart today. She brought her pet in the store. Which is, of course, not allowed with the exception of seeing eye and medic alert dogs. I have seen people try to do this before with small dogs, zipping them inside coats or carrying them in a bag, but this lady, she did not have a dog. Nope. Just decided that today was a good day to take her pet PYTHON for a walk aroung Wal*Mart. Just walkin' around. Carryin' a big snake. Seriously, I think some people are just crazy.

So we had to make a lady leave Wal*Mart today. She brought her pet in the store. Which is, of course, not allowed with the exception of seeing eye and medic alert dogs. I have seen people try to do this before with small dogs, zipping them inside coats or carrying them in a bag, but this lady, she did not have a dog. Nope. Just decided that today was a good day to take her pet PYTHON for a walk aroung Wal*Mart. Just walkin' around. Carryin' a big snake. Seriously, I think some people are just crazy.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Growing Old in Margaritaville
I am getting old, I guess. At least I feel like I am getting old. I will be 24 this September, which really isn't that old, but the following things have happened in the past few weeks that make me wonder...
1. Customers address me as "ma'am." Really. Do I look like a ma'am to you? How about "Miss" or "Hey You..."
2. People talk about their kids and ask me if I have any kids... not people with toddles, mind you, but people with 12 and 13 year olds... um, hellooo... NO
3. The waitress at Chili's no longer hesitates, steps back and sizes me up before she asks if I'd like to start with a margarita tonight. And then looks ridiculously surprised when I say, "I'll have a coke."
Nowhere does it say that grownups cannot drink Coke.
I am getting old, I guess. At least I feel like I am getting old. I will be 24 this September, which really isn't that old, but the following things have happened in the past few weeks that make me wonder...1. Customers address me as "ma'am." Really. Do I look like a ma'am to you? How about "Miss" or "Hey You..."
2. People talk about their kids and ask me if I have any kids... not people with toddles, mind you, but people with 12 and 13 year olds... um, hellooo... NO
3. The waitress at Chili's no longer hesitates, steps back and sizes me up before she asks if I'd like to start with a margarita tonight. And then looks ridiculously surprised when I say, "I'll have a coke."
Nowhere does it say that grownups cannot drink Coke.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Monday, June 12, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
Yes, I am amazing.
I am so darn proud of myself. Why? Well, I have successfully made my own wrapping paper. A friend of mine is having a baby shower, and I was faced with the dilemma of purchasing plain boring paper, or cute baby paper that I will probably never use. The solution, you ask? I bought multipurpose white wrapping paper and stamped "baby" and pink bunnies all over it with my scrapbooking stamps. Sometimes I amaze even myself.
I am so darn proud of myself. Why? Well, I have successfully made my own wrapping paper. A friend of mine is having a baby shower, and I was faced with the dilemma of purchasing plain boring paper, or cute baby paper that I will probably never use. The solution, you ask? I bought multipurpose white wrapping paper and stamped "baby" and pink bunnies all over it with my scrapbooking stamps. Sometimes I amaze even myself.





