fuzzy wuzzy

even my eyebrows aren't recession proof.

i'd like to think i'm not high maintainence. however, every month or two, i like to go get my eyebrows waxed. there was a lovely nail salon across the street that meet my eyebrow monthly maintainence needs. 10 bucks did the job.

unfortunately, i went one day, and it was nothing but an empty building.

i was forced to venture a little further. i found myself another nail salon that did the job for 10 bucks.

i drove by last week. it's nothing but an empty building.

my eyebrows current state are proof that this economy affects everything.

a letter

dear people at my gym who bring a sweat towel with them,

tell me how this makes sense:
you bring a towel with you, and you work out really hard and you are nasty sweaty, and you wipe your sweat off with the towel, THEN you wipe the machine off with that same towel. really? do you think that works? all you are doing is spreading your sweat around even more.
how bout using that disinfectant they provide for us?

sincerely,
the girl with the grossed out look on her face at the gym

what a girls gotta do

saturday while making dinner for friends, i realized something. i needed an apron. how did i not have an apron? sure, i don't cook very often. but i'd like to. and perhaps if i had an apron i'd cook more.

so this week i was on a mission. i was on a mission to find the perfect apron. it turned out to be simple to find the perfect apron. a little too simple. so simple it was easy to find more than one perfect apron.

i went to marshalls, and there i found two that i loved. tell me people, how is a girl supposed to choose between this...

and this....

since they were only $7.99, i decided a girl shouldn't have to decide. so i got both.

after i was done in marshalls, i walked next door to bed bath and beyond. the aprons were $30 there. thank goodness i dodged that bullet. and they weren't even nearly as cute.

but almost as exciting as the aprons was the book i bought at marshalls. his poems and drawings make me feel happy inside.

because

the blogging desire isn't burning within me very much anymore. but i feel the need to post something.