Oh my God, I am so special!

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So, I've fallen in love with Lane Bryant. If I have to be fat, I can at least have nice clothes, right?

My new obsession is jackets. I got a denim jacket, a black blazer-type jacket, and a coffee-brown colored jean jacket (which was totally on sale, I SO wish it came in other colors, too. I love it.)

For a few weeks now I've had my eye on this other denim jacket, quite different in style from the first. I want it. I look at it every couple of days on the web site. It was listed as "buy one select another at 1/2 price", but I could find NOTHING else I really wanted. And I was feeling rather guilty for spending so much money, because I really have none, plus the boy's birthday is coming up, and Bon Jovi is coming back in July. But I need new work clothes, right? Right.

Finally, last week, THE denim jacket was on sale! And there was much rejoicing! I ordered it. It hasn't even arrived yet.

I just checked their site tonight, and it's not on sale any more. I double checked my order, and it was on sale when I bought it.

That means it was on sale...just for me.

I feel so dirty.

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I work at my job 8:30am - 2:30pm. That way I'm home when the boy gets home from school.

Today, I volunteered to come back and also work from 6pm - 8pm, as the boy's father was picking him up at 5:30.

I had several good reasons for this:

• We've begun a new process at work, and everything's fallen behind while we're adjusting. I happen to be an idiot savant at this, and can get a lot done, and help get us caught up. The boss sent an email to everyone last week asking that everyone chip in to help get caught up, and that no further time off can be approved right now until things catch up.
• I had to leave early yesterday for the boy's dr. appointment, despite of the boss' email about everyone chipping in and not getting time off until we're caught up. (It had already been approved.)
• I'm trying to get them to hire me permanent, even though they really wanted someone full time. AND, I'm also trying to get them to pay me a LOT more than what the normal starting pay is. So I want to demonstrate that I'm a team player, and that even though my schedule is somewhat restricted due to my other job as a mom, I'm willing to give the extra time when I'm able to.
• I finally snapped and spent some money on myself that I really shouldn't have, and I could use the extra hours.
• The boy's birthday is coming up, and I could use the extra hours.

All very valid reasons, mostly selfish reasons, yes?

But the little voice in my head keeps whispering..."SUCK-UP!"

Stolen from Helen:

You Are Mud Pie

You're the perfect combo of flavor and depth Those who like you give into their impulses

What Kind of Pie Are You?

And I got the same result as her, as well!


Mmmmmm....

Oh, yeah!

I remembered another of my favorite television commercials. I've added it to the original post.

WikiMeme

(Stolen from bettie.)

Instructions: Go to Wikipedia and look up your birth day (excluding the year). List three events, two births and one death in your journal, including the year.

Events
1498 - On his third voyage to the Western Hemisphere, Christopher Columbus becomes the first European to discover the island of Trinidad.
1790 - First U.S. patent issued; granted to inventor Samuel Hopkins for a potash process.
1975 - In Detroit, Michigan, Teamsters Union president Jimmy Hoffa is reported missing.

Births 1929 - Don Murray, American actor
1980- Harry Potter, fictional protagonist of J.K.Rowling's series Harry Potter

Death 1875 - Andrew Johnson, 17th President of the United States (b. 1808)

In which my brain explodes.

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So, as I had mentioned on the WD, I have been inferring lately that it's just-about-that-time to talk to my NINE year old boy about puberty.

Today I received the three books I ordered from Amazon. I figured books would be a good guide for me, as I, you know, never went through male puberty myself. I'm going to read each book myself first, before giving it to the boy. Tonight I've started with What's Happening To My Body?" (Thanks for the recommendation, bettie. I'd actually passed this one by when I was trolling Amazon, because the cover looked too corny. But now I think it's probably the best of the bunch, and I'm glad I got it.) I've just gotten through the introduction. Many chapters to follow. With pictures. And words. Like wet dream. And spontaneous erection. And ejaculation.

Is my nine-year-old tiny little baby really going to need to know this stuff?

It doesn't seem possible.




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Favorite recent TV commcercials

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Leonard Nemoy for Aleve:


Leonard is preparing for a Star Trek convention, but is on the phone with his agent insisting he needs to cancel because of the arthritis pain in his hand. His agent suggests he take some Aleve. He does, and, sure enough, his pain dissapates; and, much to the delight of the Trekkies, he's able to give the Vulcan peace sign.



You can view it here.



MacGyver for MasterCard:


You know the MasterCard commercials. Now they've made a beautiful one with our beloved Richard Dean Anderson as MacGyver. (Helen, have you seen this?) I can't even do it justice in description, so you've just got to watch it!



I know there's at least one more commercial I meant to include here, but my sieve of a brain can't recall it right now. I'll update it later.

EDIT:

Ah, yes...how could I forget the LOTR commercial for TBS?


Play it here. It's the last line that gets me.