two more reasons as to why I love kids.
The first was walking in to babysit my cousins and being applauded by the infant Luciana Mercedes. A baby looking at YOU and clapping at YOU is quite possibly the greatest thing ever. It fills one with fluffy clouds of happy.
The other was going to theatre and being asked by one why I wasn’t playing Cinderella. Oh my gosh, more like why do you insist upon making my day?! Thanks, kid.
Children really do fulfill that need I have to be crazy and be something else besides me that I probably developed thanks to years of four word skits. In one babysitting session, I can be a monster, a pretend cook, a real cook, a pro dancer/singer, a guest over for tea, a daytime sleepover buddy, a dog, a DINOSAUR (my favorite), a zebra (her favorite), and pretty much the most hilarious person ever. To her, at least.
Speaking of hilarious, the quote of the day is from Nick. He said to me, “I really, really hate your life.” And I laughed because it seemed like something a typical sitcom character would totally say. Cue laugh reel! “bahahahahahahamergeintoapplause.”
I must say, though I don’t agree with him now, I might tomorrow during ANOTHER 8 hour shift. Rawr. This is me documenting that if you come in tomorrow, you just might wind up with pesto cavatappi on your head. Because I am serving and not cashiering for the first time tomorrow. Look out!
At least I haven’t started a fire yet. Or melted all of the ice cream with my foot. I did give a customer his money back with his change though! My trainer loved that, NAHT. She’s fun.
I’ve realized that when people are assuring me that I’m normal is when I feel the most weird. Perhaps because it’s only when you’re acting funny do people feel obliged to be all “oh no honey you fine!” Yep, I fine. That right.
I really. really. really. really. really miss school.
If I told my past self that, I would tell myself that I was high.
Oh and Tory finally came to LG! She gives me good reason to stay up late. Lots of it. And I’m a baby, as you know, so it’s impressive. I’m truly thankful she did not get swept away by that tornado.
Pooh man, it’s late and I got work at 6. Which is why I had to leave the concert so early, but it was still awesome. No more scribbles from me for now. Gnight!