Well, it's Friday Foto Finish over at Candid Carrie's Place and I'm still a pile of mush today - all these messed up emotions going on - and to top this week's job lay off, my god damn period is due. Now please. Is there really a God up there somewhere? I realize they say he will dish us only what we can handle, but I believe he has me totally mixed up with some "Martha-Stewart-have-it-all-together-and-can-rebound-perfectly-from-anything" type of mom. Ummm... nope. Not me. I would be the "other" mom down here. Can someone with connections PLEASE pass that message on? I don't have much of a reputation up there, so any help would be greatly appreciated.
Girls Night Out and look how they surprised me:
Now as if both of them in actual DRESSES and TIGHTS adorning pretty sweet [not to mention unmatching, but when so super cool looking, who gives a crap] rain boots wasn't enough, the biggest joy was that as of January 2009 I can finally say that last year's Easter dresses were actually worth the purchase. I don't even believe I could convince them to remove tags way back in late March, and look at them now. A successful holiday purchase. Never Say Never.
Those two beings in addition to my husband who will finally be home tomorrow night are the three specific reasons I opted for my package. I could have stayed employed with a bigger territory, which totally equals less family time, more driving time and overnights every month. No way. Go to hell company of 13 years. Find some other puppet who will allow you to pull their strings. I've got way too much more important stuff going on here at home.