Life is like a steak salad


Hey dolls!

Phew. This weekend hasn’t even felt like a weekend! Remember how I said I wasn’t scheduled to work except for Saturday to work? And how I was going to get so much done? Oh, I got a lot done all right..

Friday:

Our well water has some bacteria in it so we have to kill it.. and my shower, sinks, and everything reek of bleach. Nothing better to wake you up in the morning. And I have to brush my teeth with a bottle of spring water.

Feel like prison much? Nah, that was later on.

Yearbook ceremony.. in which I decided while everyone is getting teary eyed and emotional about being seniors I would just like to leave. Like years ago. But I am stuck fake smiling in this institution.. only 9 more days.

That further inspired me to go into work. They called me in after school 4:30-10:30 and I was fuming with highschool disgust at my classmates and decided I needed to take some of this frustration out folding clothes at Kmart.

Logical.

If I hadn’t come in, I would just be watching “Lie to me” this new show on netflix that I am absolutely obsessed with, for the whole night. (foreshadowing)

Saturdy:

I was exhausted from working that 6 hour shift.. and then got up for another one. Except 9 hours this time.

Beautiful.

Actually, it was like something inside of me just WANTED to work a 9 hour shift.. because I wasn’t scheduled until 11 and showed up at 10. Do you know what a difference that hour makes?

A big one.

An hour to sleep, shop, blog.. whatever it may be. It was an hour that would’ve separated me further from the 9 hour shift the night before.

But I toughed it out. I worked 10-7.. I felt faint and hungry. I stopped at Wal Mart (the best retail in the valley.. GAG) and bought kiwi, blue cheese crumblys, raspberries, and blackberries. I was craving a steak salad with the steak I had at home.. I sped to it. For at 7:30? I was being an overachiever. I was babysitting.

And it wasn’t even my own siblings.

Yea, I was late. I arrived at 7:40. I can’t lie. I was bitter and sat for approximately 30 seconds wallowing in the fact that I bought toppings for my salad and the lettuce was rotten.

Whatever.

I made it, I survived. I got home just before midnight;

like Cinderella leaving the ball, except much more scummy.

I felt like an hour later I was disturbed though. I woke up at 8:15 to a little boy and a bunch of squinkies in my bed.. if I aren’t familiar with squinkies, they are very annoying little rubber creatures. About 20 of them find themselves in my bed each morning with my brother Owen, and they’ll never be seen again.

I somehow fell back to sleep though, missing 9AM mass. My mom was bitter and took my phone.

It was really dumb, if we’re being completely honest here.

Thankfully, when I woke up at 10:15 and got my phone back, the rare ocurance of my father vouching on my behalf happened and off to 11AM mass I went.

It wasn’t like I was going to skip. Just a girl worked the bone NEEDS her beauty sleep.

The good news is, for some reason I was paid double what I expected, when I was babysitting.

Oh, and you know what else is good news?

I am guesting on a radio show for Teena Cathey June 6th, this Wednesday at 11 EST! Tune in on the link below: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/the-teena-cathey-show/2012/06/06/part-2-you-can-be-fabulous-on-a-budget#.T8kpZ4bSKfc.email

I’m going to dicuss frugal shopping and prom :).

Today:

I’ve been up to my eyeballs in homework interspersed with “Lie to me” episodes.

So this weekend has been interesting. My weekend has been busy and bustling and then completely dead.

My weekend has been like that steak salad.

Except I never ate the salad because the lettuce was gross. I had crumbly blue cheese, almonds and cranberries together. It was really good actually.. some black berries and raspberries separately and a cheese stick.

Last but not least, I’d like to leave you with some words of wisdom though.

When you have the desire to paint your nails at 1:30 am, make sure they dry before you fall asleep.

(whoops)


Allison