Black Pants, Manfriend, Paint, and Vitamins.

You know what I love? Short work weeks. They are simple a gift from the Man up stairs. Thanks, Home Slice.


Wednesday, August 5

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Today is a black pants kind of day. Basically, these were the first things I saw when I was already 15 minutes late. I threw on the white under shirt and a hot pink v-neck tee and the first thing that went through my mind was, "I look like a waitress." Over the head that went and I grabbed this little gem, threw on the wedges and watch, and I was out the door. This will hopefully change when I move.

Actually, let's be honest. It won't.

Last night I began painting my apartment. I am not a painter. I might have had more paint on my clothes and in my hair than on the walls. If it weren't for my mother (I am beginning the paperwork for sainthood) and a young fella by the name of Larry (Larry is a freshman at the college I work at as well as from my hometown) I would have given up. Thanks:)

Also, I should give a nod to my manfriend, Chance. Yes, she has a boyfriend. Yes, she loves him dearly. And yes, he helped her pick out paint colors without rolling his eyes or getting snippy. He is a good manfriend. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One last thing, don't leave your

gummie vitamins in the car on a hot day.

They will become goo and slime:(

 

Andre 3000 and nuetral colors

I was just compared to Andre' 3000.

Compliment accepted.

Wednesday, August 30--------------->

Today I have a meeting about a possible school related trip to Europe in the Spring. Hello Passport Stamps!
I must say and I am loving my job more and more every day. This morning I had to come up with a staff volleyball team name (Spiked Punch was the end result of that brainstorming session) and I am registering for comferences and forums I will be attending in the fall. My day is just peachy as of 10:23am.
Progress was made on my apartment and the fellas working on it will begin taping it off to paint next week. The process of picking out paint colors is making me have a headache but it isn't anything I can't handle. I was told to paint with "nuetral" colors, but as you can see from my outfit today, I can no grasp the idea of a nuetral.