Work.

Today I looked full on hippieish. 

Wore bell-bottoms, the weaved headband, and all (I skipped out on the peace sign & tie-dyed shirt).

Today I feel a bit stylish. 

Mama told me I was representing free love, free earth, and free drugs.

Well world bring it on...except the free love, drugs, and earth.

Don't look at me like that. 

I like dressing eccentric.

The most unique people came in today, and I mean that in the kindest way.

Okay I'll just say it. They were just dang right awful. 

I love little runts really I do. I'd rather hang with the little ones then talk to grown ups all day.

but when a rugrat stills my little bitty work calculator from behind my desk, I just get heated. 

Not noticeably of course.

I kept my calm.

Every time I asked for it  you know what that little snot would say. 

"NO" straight-up "I haffe to get to leffel forthy shixth" 

Okay the lisp thing...kinda cute, but give me my calculator!

Let me ask 10 more times why don't yeah.

Aren't you sweet.

Then have your big brother come roar in my face. please.

& have the chair break right out form under your dear mother so she can go tumbling to the floor.

(I knew that screw that I swept up was meant for something)

Then leave happy because I gave you 50% off studio fees for the fall. 

Then I'm happy.

and that was just the half of it.

I Love Sundays!

Oh well Hello ladies...Can you say scripture power?

I love Sundays! Not only because I get to dress up, but because of the spirit that comes with it.

I know we don't look anything alike now days. Miss Tam with her short hair, and I with my long nappy hair.

The cut will soon occur, maybe in July...August, okay lets say September.

Who knows  maybe one day I'll wake up and chop it myself.

One day a little girl will get my hair, one day.

Awkward story of the week:

So the little store that I work at, called Creativity, held a birthday party for a sweet 12 year old girl. Seven girls in attendence. While these girls were painting there little hearts away I was caught in a day dream & not a delightful one. I was imagining the worst thing that could possibly happen to me at work. I came up with someone releasing all of the contents in there stomach out onto the floor...puking, if you darling people don't understand what I'm trying to say. Let's just say not a heavenly sight. Exiting out of my day dream I noticed that one of the seven girls wasn't lookin' to good. She got up and walked her little booty over to the sink and just stood there. Why would she be standing there? I thought, what is she doing? I thought. 5 minutes or so passed by and this young lady was still leaning over the sink. I yelled "If your gonna puke please enter your contents out into the toilet where it will be an easy flush, not in the sink, I'm begging you missy!" inside my head, of course. Then it happened a projection of nastiness, in the sink. Yummy...Life is bliss. Let's just say I did a lot of disinfecting, you mothers out there would be proud.

PS the comments on my blog have been replace...Blogger you have earned a little place in my heart once again.

Save me!

I'm sittin' here trapped in this...place, that I like to call "work" while my family is off at Grandpa H's surprise birthday party. They just left me her to fend for myself. I just finished my last roll and nutty bar. Starvation/Dehydration comes next, oh wait there's a sink right there that I can stick my face under, and drink from the tap. I hope the customers won't mind my guzzlin.

& who needs family to bring them food when your in a state such as I?

The real thing I need is a man to bring me the food.

The next guy walkin' down the street with five guys in his hand is mine...

...okay not him.

I'll keep looking.

Attention:

All Single girls!

You wanna meet some single hott men? Huh? Do ya?

I'm assuming it's a YES!

Well I know the newest hottest sexiest place in town...if you like cowboys.

It's called, drum roll please, Utah Country Dance!

Boot's are required.

Generally..

Generally I would stay home for General Conference & watch it in my pjs with my oh sooo adorable little or at times not so little family, maybe playing bingo like old folks, but with me gone they didn't have any competition this time around...skip out on the lovely bingo? Yep that's what they did. Now I know yourr wonder where would Miss Kim be? Well, Now I'm miss work-a-holic. Saturday is my day to run this fantastic place.

So while a birthday party was going on, I was sittin' at this desk with ear phones in my ears, watchin' it online. I know what your thinking, don't worry they were hidden well & I am quite the multi-tasker. Please don't be jealous of my skills.

When the birthday party ended I quickly cleaned up and sat back down on this nice hard chair of mine to watch these inspirational men, but guess what happens a half hour before the 1st session ends...yep, the mp3 player died, it died!! Now what am I suppose to do? Oh right, plug the ear phones into the computer, oh wait hold on a second...what computer has no sound? This one. So my quick thinking lead me to being on my cell phone asking Miss. Tam to put the phone up to the television speakers. Yes it worked, & yes conference was as delightful as ever.

Now I'm off to fill the paint.

We'll see how the 2nd session goes :)

Junior High

I remember those days. Lovely Junior High those were some good times. 

Well little ol' me is as work once again. Good thing I have some company, wondering who? I'll give you one guess? Nope, Junior Highschoolers. Yep! Remember the boys back then? Awkward, weird, what else interesting? Yep that's the word interesting! Little do they know that a camera is watching every move they make. Boys, I know your fighting is just pretend, walking through the store without sayin' a word...wow, & Rock-paper-scissors, that's the way you want to spend your Thursday? FUN!  Boys if you want my attention just come in and ask for it okay?? Thank you!