Happy Monday, you beautiful souls.
This blog will be a semi-random conglomeration of recent events and thoughts. While this weeks literature will not have one solid theme, I assure you that it will be just as entertaining as every other week.
First and foremost, this week brings the big 2-5 for a very great friend of mine. Happy birthday, Andrea. You're so pretty and silly and I'm so proud of your recent epiphany of avoiding men like the plague. Better late than never, right? I hope this is your best year yet, I love you (even though you told me you hope I gain weight in my midsection).
Happy first day of being a store manager, Jess Maloney. You will be so amazing at your new store and I hope that you put your binder to fantastic use and enjoy being able to wear your chucks again. Don't forget your mom though, I'm going to miss the crap out of you!
Congratulations to my managers and all of my part timers for lowing our units stolen per week by more that 50%. Every single one of you guys (all 74 of you), have done an amazing job at fighting crime. A little kindness goes a longgg way and now, we can see the truth in that statement. I adore 100% of you. Especially because you're the only kids I'll ever have.
To everyone that was in the Gibsonia Starbucks on 10/17 I am sorry for yelling at everyone. It's just that, whenever the barista offered up the free venti frappucino, I felt like it was in my moral code to let everyone know how many calories were in the drink. I know I said "Don't do it, think of all the calories, I will slap anyone's hand that reaches for that free beverage," and I still stand by those words. Sorry if I startled you.
Shout out to Anytime Fitness and trainer Erin for kicking my butt the last couple of weeks. Erin, I swear I don't actually hate you, even though I tell you five or more times an hour while you make me lift heavy weights, do endless lunges, and insist that I can do push ups even though you and I both know I have 0 upper body strength. My abs are looking better than ever and I can actually lift things without crying out in pain.
Speaking of lifting heavy things, I'd like for someone to take me to the pumpkin patch please. I am off on Tuesday and Saturday this week, so let me know who is down. Please note that a trip to the pumpkin patch was the demise of a relationship that I had last year, so don't expect anything other than pumpkin picking and hilarity. This venue hasn't exactly been a relationship builder for me.
Recently, a lot of people have been asking about my dad. I cannot put into words how much I appreciate everyone's concern and interest in dad's health. He is doing just great! It has almost been THREE WHOLE YEARS since my mom gave him one of her kidneys! After endless years of hospital living and bad news, we have almost had three consecutive healthy years. Dad says that every day that he is alive is a bonus. I wish more people in the world had an outlook like that. Think of what a difference it would make if people valued every breath. I know I do!
And now, a couple of things that have been grinding my gears for the last week or so:
1. What is the point of the political front yard sign? All joking aside, what is the point? Are you supposed to use it as an icebreaker with the neighbors? "Honey look, the Smith's are voting for Obama, let's go talk politics with them!" No, no one does that. Is it so that local traffic can create their own political polls? That can't be it either. Yet, with all of the "guess who I'm voting for" front yard signs, I can't help but wonder what the damn point is. Regardless, get out and vote next week!
2. Why why why why why am I now notified on Facebook when one of my friends gets engaged? I get that everyone's birthdays show up under "events" on my home page. To be honest, I don't even like that. More often than not I a)don't even know who the people are or b)haven't talked to the person in years. So, as if the birthdays aren't bad enough, I now have to see engagements. I think we can all agree that engagements happen just about as frequently as birthdays these days. Before I know it, my entire side bar will be filled with things I just don't care about. Thank the Lord for twitter.
And, for everyone posting about the Steelers and blowing up all of my social networking news feeds... I know. Everyone else in Pittsburgh is watching the game too. And because of you guys, the blog is getting posted 8 hours early, just to add some variety to everyone's lives.
With that, here's to another week of happiness,
Xoxo
