The dresser is primed now. Looks ... uh, okay. I am sincerely hoping the paint will be an improvement. We had houseguests last night and had a great birthday dinner for Rob -- tri-tip, Caprese salad, oven roasted potatoes and German Chocolate cake. Soooo glad that the mega cake-making thing is done for another year. Those cakes are delicious, but fussy, and they use a million and one measuring containers and mixing vessels.
Today I volunteered at the Book Fair where the volunteer who trained me in somehow made me feel as though I was either a 4 year old or a complete moron. What a freakin' bitch. Turns out I handled the job well and lo and behold I ran the credit cards correctly, remembered the stickers for books donated to teachers' classrooms, and managed to make sure the cash drawer was attended at ALL TIMES because of course I would never have thought that necessary without the 5 minute diatribe on the necessity of supervising it CAREFULLY. Argh.
Home for a few blissful hours to do my own stuff -- I would like to be in the scrap room but the dresser called, and now the laundry is beckoning. And it is 4:00 and I just heard the bus pull up, so my quiet time is over for now.
Mom, wife, daughter, sister, friend. Scrapbooker, family historian, reader, cook, photographer. Volunteer. Political junkie. Springsteen fan. Loves deeply, strives daily to be a cheerful, kind and generous person. Fails regularly. Snarky, judgy and more than a little blunt. Some people don't appreciate my style. If you're one of them, that's ok. Get your own blog.
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