first things first on this lovely Wednesday morning...
"Whatever, Martha!" is a hilarious show... I encourage anyone who likes/hates Martha Stewart to watch it... freakin' hilarious.
secondly this morning: I'm running way ahead of schedule... and by way ahead I mean like an hour and a half- well more like an hour now since I spent the half surfing blogs/facebook/and general crap on the internet.
third: I agree with MK about the sexiness of Maroon 5- I would love to see them live- I don't care if he kinda sounds like a chick (or a dude who's constantly kicked in the nuts) he's amazing. Sexy. Period.
four: Wednesdays mean work... work means meeting, meetings mean let's pick out everything that went wrong last week and point fingers. Lovely. I know little-none of it was my fault but I can't help but feel responsible for not swooping in and fixing it when I saw something that wasn't 100% right. Everyone says I'm being too hard on myself- but I just want everything I do to be perfect (in flowers- not in life in general- that's just a ridic though) These flowers are for these women's one day- their WEDDING day... that's pressure enough...
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Sidenote: Mom and I went to lunch yesterday (which I already posted about) but she also mentioned to me that Jessica said something along the lines of, "what's so stressful about playing with flowers?" and I guess my parents chewed her out for saying I'm overreacting- cause let's be honest. I have a high caliber job- and it comes with some insane stress. Think of every bridezilla show you've ever seen and how picky they are when it comes to just their flowers... now multiply that by like 4 brides a week and make sure everything gets done perfect for those weddings while also handling other orders/hotels/random stuff that comes in... It's chaotic. It's crazy. It's an AMAZING job. I love it.
I think I'm going to ask her to help out one weekend so she has an idea of how ridic my job is... she'll never citicise it again. Ever. Point: Kimberly
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I miss my girlies. Sara Jo and MK- I need a night with just the two of them- dinner and perhaps a good girl movie. Speaking of... Nights in Rodanthe... wanna see it real bad- not sure why. Something about the sexiness that is Richard Gere- I have no clue. I just feel inclined to see it.
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Ya know, I could go in at 9 and not wait around till 9:30- I just don't feel like getting there that early- I know I'm not going to be able to do the Drake today- so I might as well lolligag until 9:30. Maybe I'll stop for a muffie.... those always seem to brighten my day. The lady at Panera knows me now... yikes. There's a sure sign of a habit.
On second though... no muffie.
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I'm starting to become a lot more random in my thought process. Sorry for those two people that read this stupid thing.
_I want to go on vacation with Derek again. But just the two of us. I hate living with other people's agendas. Somewhere the two of us can go and spend time together- away from everyone
_I want 5,000 dollars to upgrade my wardrobe with. C'mon Stacy and Clinton... fix me... I dress like an idiot.
_The new bras I bought weren't as awesome as I wanted them to be- yeah, they function- but they're not as hot as I would've liked. Stupid boobs.
that's right.. I just said stupid boobs. Deal with it.
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