Interesting point in the comments there ladies- I agree, it's different when they know I want a medium skim mocha at the coffee place or when they ask me at Jade House if I want cream cheese puffs (I always want cream cheese puffs). That seems helpful -whereas just noting my frequency seems stalker like. Now, if I walked in to Target and they ran and got me a package of diapers and some paper towels, and say a thing of peanut M&Ms -now THAT I would love. But that would be too efficient and I wouldn't be able to spend $60 other dollars on random Target stuff.
I also get oogey when they comment on my purchases. Even if it's just to say "This is a cute shirt" or "Is this lotion any good?" We are not friends! Stop looking at my stuff!
I also hate it when cashiers call me by my name by looking at my card or my ID. "Thanks Jennifer". Arrrgh! Again, we are not friends, you don't know me, this does not make me feel warm and fuzzy. They do this at Sam's Club as a matter of policy and I hate it. My former boss, Simon, used to ask them call him "Mr. Lastname" - just on principle. (He does a lot of things just on principle, but also likes to mess with people's heads.) They usually just looked at him like he had two heads.
The lack of posting around here lately is because I have been trying to get ready for my summer workshop coming up next week. I've run them before, but it's a little different without the head office resources at my disposal. A little hectic trying to get everything to come together. And, of course, I am procrastinating again. So what better time to post to the old blog?
New things:
I bought shoes off the internet. Crazy! But Amazon (who knew they sold shoes?!?) was having a really really good sale (like 75% off sale) and I thought I would give it a try. Overall it worked out pretty well, sizing, style and colors were all pretty true. One pair of shoes that I bought for Dude were not the right size, so those have to go back - but other than that it was a good experience. (so far)
Attila (aka Fang) has a new tooth coming in. But it looks like it is her canine or something- way over on the side on the top. When it's all the way in, it's going to look hilarious. I hope it's a canine or else I am going to have to start the braces fund sooner than I expected.
I ate broccoli. It was covered in a spicy thai peanut sauce, but it still tasted like broccoli.
Do you think you could live without shampoo? I am thinking about giving this a try. The idea is to just use warm water to rinse your hair/scalp. I currently get away with only washing my hair every other day or so, so I think there is some truth to this. But then again, I have thick, dry hair. I just have to figure out a good time to attempt it, I don't want the transition phase to be during something important. I am also not sure I believe that it won't smell. (you will tell me if I start to smell right?) I am scared and yet intrigued. If you do follow the link-be sure to read the comments, there's one about "dirty hippies" that is pretty funny.
July 08, 2006
Here come the regulars
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Well, aren't they all lucky. I'm sure I would fall into the camp with the rest of the blondes, lank, greasy hair. I could never not wash my hair for that length of time.
I'm going to try it on maternity leave. Seems like the perfect time.
Am I correct in thinking, however, that I probably can't use any products on it? My new short do sticks up really funny if I don't paste it down.
What I learned from the article is the term "to cry off" as in, to not go to a previously arranged engagement. Hmmm...those Brits sure are funny.
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