The Red Dress

I am posting this hoping that you will love me not just in spite of what I am about to show you, but perhaps a little bit more because of it.

Look for the red dress....

1st Grade (I LOVED the teacher)

3rd Grade (I HATED the teacher)

HA! Notice a difference in length? Don't worry my parents bought me nice clothes I just loved this skirt too much to get rid of it. See the little patch on the front. I made that into a pocket. My skirt may have been a little short but I was cool!

Sadness

Isn't the PB&J like the lowest form of the culinary arts? I mean if you can't make anything else you should be able to make a PB&J. Am I wrong? So to what low have we stooped that someone needs to buy a frozen, crustless PB&J. Why? Do people not have time to make one?  Do they not have the skills? There is no way this can be better than homemade can it?

A Compliment

Today my boss called me a Renissance woman while I was looking at cannoli shells.

Renaissance woman

n.

A woman who has broad intellectual interests and is accomplished in areas of both the arts and the sciences.

 

I will take it! 

For Zac

Well, Well, Well,

Doesn't this make you feel better.

Petition for Safety

I am trying to convince my boss that Company ski day is something I should abstain from. 

He says now is the time to learn.

Which of my friends wants to leave a comment explaining to him why this is a bad idea?

You may address your remarks to Mr.C. 

A curiosity

Say you came across a candy jar that had a multitude of Ghiradelli and Lindt chocolates.

This jar also had some Hersey Kisses.

Would you dig through to get to the kisses?

Because this candy jar exists on my desk.

And someone just dug through for the kisses. 

My ten day forecast isn't looking so good either...