Let the bitching about the weather begin!
It snowed today. Not the nice fairy-tale fluffy stuff. It was the hard little pellets. The wind has been blowing for about three days straight now. The front door to the store keeps blowing open. I froze my ass off today. At least it wasn't busy. I like a break now and then.
Last night I went to one of those scrapbook supply parties. The lady having the party had it at her friend's house. It was a huge old house decorated with every possible candle holder and lantern you might find in a "alternative teachings" store. I guess that's what you call it, there's one downtown. I know there's a name for these stores, I just can't think of it right now. I like to call them Hoodie-Doodie stores. Candles, incense, goddess figures, candle holders, essential oils, beaded curtains, tie-dye, are all hoodie-doodies. Anyway the lady had a lot of old furniture covered in bright day-glo fake fur and real color fake fur. There was just so much to look at. She also had a Yorkie, a Shih-Tzu, a cat that looked like the cat on Meet the Fockers, and a little white long-hair kitten she just rescued. There were candles everywhere. There were sayings in an Asian script, which language, I don't know. There were a few lamps with multiple lights, whose necks you can bend around. Each light had a different color cover over it. And pictures! Tons of pictures of family and friends. Anyway the parties usually include instruction on how to construct your own creative cards using the different scrapbooking products. I love these parties, because people bring their projects that they are working on, and you get ideas how to use stuff that you would never dream of. Pop-tops off of beer cans, for example, can be a decorative buckle. Just weave a ribbon in and out of it, and voila, you have a buckle for your card or scrapbook. I'm meeting new people all the time and learning different stuff. Not just about scrapbooking, but about people's work experiences and medical knowledge. I've learned a lot. I haven't worked on any projects since I started working. Now that I have the basement all moved around, there's a corner down there that's just calling my name inviting me to create.
I took my cards that I made last night to work to show the crazy woman I work with. She really liked them. She wants to make personalized cards for a few of our favorite customers. One guy in particular, I want to do something special for. He comes in on a regular basis just to shoot the breeze. He's originally from Jamaica, and I can listen to any accent all day long. He likes to tell the story about dropping his cell phone in the toilet while he was sitting on it. Then he just laughs and laughs. Then I laugh listening to him. One day he called asking if Crazy Woman is busy, he wanted to know if we got the lastest and greatest model in. Then when I realize who's asking, I ask him if he's been keeping his phone out of the toilet. Then it goes quiet for a second, followed by outrageous laughter. I want to make him some sort of card with a phone popping out of a toilet. I think he would get a kick out of that.
Last night I went to one of those scrapbook supply parties. The lady having the party had it at her friend's house. It was a huge old house decorated with every possible candle holder and lantern you might find in a "alternative teachings" store. I guess that's what you call it, there's one downtown. I know there's a name for these stores, I just can't think of it right now. I like to call them Hoodie-Doodie stores. Candles, incense, goddess figures, candle holders, essential oils, beaded curtains, tie-dye, are all hoodie-doodies. Anyway the lady had a lot of old furniture covered in bright day-glo fake fur and real color fake fur. There was just so much to look at. She also had a Yorkie, a Shih-Tzu, a cat that looked like the cat on Meet the Fockers, and a little white long-hair kitten she just rescued. There were candles everywhere. There were sayings in an Asian script, which language, I don't know. There were a few lamps with multiple lights, whose necks you can bend around. Each light had a different color cover over it. And pictures! Tons of pictures of family and friends. Anyway the parties usually include instruction on how to construct your own creative cards using the different scrapbooking products. I love these parties, because people bring their projects that they are working on, and you get ideas how to use stuff that you would never dream of. Pop-tops off of beer cans, for example, can be a decorative buckle. Just weave a ribbon in and out of it, and voila, you have a buckle for your card or scrapbook. I'm meeting new people all the time and learning different stuff. Not just about scrapbooking, but about people's work experiences and medical knowledge. I've learned a lot. I haven't worked on any projects since I started working. Now that I have the basement all moved around, there's a corner down there that's just calling my name inviting me to create.
I took my cards that I made last night to work to show the crazy woman I work with. She really liked them. She wants to make personalized cards for a few of our favorite customers. One guy in particular, I want to do something special for. He comes in on a regular basis just to shoot the breeze. He's originally from Jamaica, and I can listen to any accent all day long. He likes to tell the story about dropping his cell phone in the toilet while he was sitting on it. Then he just laughs and laughs. Then I laugh listening to him. One day he called asking if Crazy Woman is busy, he wanted to know if we got the lastest and greatest model in. Then when I realize who's asking, I ask him if he's been keeping his phone out of the toilet. Then it goes quiet for a second, followed by outrageous laughter. I want to make him some sort of card with a phone popping out of a toilet. I think he would get a kick out of that.
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