I’m all lost…

Isn’t she cute as a button? I was thinking how oh so quiet it has been here the last 24 hours without The Tank around. He is visiting my outlaws until Sunday. I’m missing him very much but have to admit it’s kinda nice getting the bed all to myself and not having to wear pajamas. Sleeping nekkid is one of those things I didn’t really think I’d miss once I became a mommy but actually, I really do miss it. I just hope the place doesn’t catch on fire or the first responders will get more than they bargained for.

Today was a rather manic day at work. Wednesdays are always that way as we get our weekly restock delivery so I get a pretty good workout unboxing huge plastic totes, moving them off palettes and putting up stuff. Going up and down ladders all day and carrying totes of brake pads is better and cheaper than going to the gym. Maybe when I get strong enough they’ll let me restock the batteries. On the second thought, I don’t want to work out that hard. Perspiring at work isn’t very lady-like. And if you know me you know I’m very prim and proper and ladylike and shit. Hee. Today I showed one of my boss’s my bra. Didn’t do a lift-the-shirt/ta-da! kind of thing but pulled the placket down and gave him a good shot of the girls. It had started raining and I was going to go roll up my windows-he said not to bother as I will get soaked. I replied that I thought wet t-shirts were appreciated around him and he laughed. I told him it wouldn’t look good since I was wearing a black bra and he said, “Oh, really?” So I said “Yep, see?” and showed him. Now I’ve known this guy since 7th grade so I feel comfortable enough to kid around with him like this. We have a strangely platonic relationship that to everyone else looks just the opposite. We are very flirtatious with each other but there is nothing at all going on. Two rules come into play here-first, don’t fool around with co-workers and second, don’t mess around with married men that live in the same town.

Saw the 8th grade crush twice today (I guess we can call him Tire Guy on here); I just don’t get him at all. We were supposed to have a non-date Friday but he flaked. A mutual friend was having a cookout and here’s the conversation:

Tire Guy: So are you going tomorrow night?

Me: I’m not sure yet.

TG: Look, I need to know if you’re going or not!

Me: Well, fine-I’m going!

TG: Then I’ll go.

Me: Well, ok! So I’ll see you there?

TG: Yep.

See how I got confused into thinking that was a non-date date? So he asked me how the party was and I gave him a side-eye and said very curtly “it was interesting”. He asked me why so I told him about a drunk guy hitting on me. His lone female employee pipes up and snarks, “What is it about redheads? Why do some guys like them so much?” Tire Guy said it’s because redheads are “machines”. Again, side-eye from me. Had I been quick-witted enough my response to that would have been something like “Well, then-this redhead needs a tune up” and walked out. Hindsight, grrr. So I have no clue what if anything is going on there. Maybe its not them but me. I am just clueless. How many times have I typed this same thought in previous  posts? FML.

In other news, my nail polish obsession actually did some good for once. I went to check my bank balance after work yesterday to make sure I had enough to buy 2 new Orly polishes at Sally’s and found 2 fraudulent charges that tapped out my puny checking account. So I’m in the process of disputing them but will have to wait until Friday to get the new pretties. And speaking of pretty, I’m really proud of the franken I mixed last weekend. It’s what I call a bottlegasm-looks insane in the bottle but the same effect isn’t seen on the nail. See?

Double rainbow all the way! So intense!!!!! I had the nail board girls flipping out over it but then showed them a swatch of it and killed their jones tout suite. It’s still pretty to look at. The franken I’m working on now is a dupe of a polish called Demure Vixen from Essie. I refuse to pay $8 for a bottle so I’m making my own. Suck it, overpriced nail polish company who doesn’t give professional discounts! And can I just say how much I love my new camera? I think the pic above is a pretty good example of it’s awesomeness. BTW, the little lidded candy dish in the background is an eBay find. Antique-ing online can be hit or miss but I’m pleased at punch with that find. It holds cotton balls in case you were wondering, not candy. Candy has to be hidden to keep the Tank from eating it all in a day.