Strikingly Short

Lately I've been wondering if I'm so short that it's the first thing people think of when they meet me. When I meet someone who's super tall, before he's Brad, he's "holy crap this guy is tall!" Or anything else extreme about a person, for example being overly pretty, or unshowered. I guess that's how nicknames come about, because it's what makes you different, and stand out. Especially with a name as vanilla as Jennifer. I don't even want to touch how people identified me in high school, but I can't help but wonder if I'm just average short, or below average short.

Women's clothes

While shopping for Christmas presents at Costco with Janine and Aleisha, dad decided to try on a sweater. He said it fit quite funny, just as an employee approached him and pointed out that he was trying on a women's sweater.
"Yes, I figured that out because look, my family is running away from me.."

Yuletide Panic

During the holidays this year, instead of being an elf, I'm working at the Share gift wrap station. I learned how to curl ribbon in the first few shifts as they weren't too busy. As it gets closer to Christmas though, people are starting to come up to the counter in a panic. Today I had a lady and her husband come up with four gifts. They were sweaters, and the couple even managed to get boxes for them (a rarity this time of year.) After I got her information, I started to give her coupons and tag the items, when all of sudden she started to get extremely flustered. She grabbed at the sweaters, the tags and the bags she had them in, muttering about the prices on them, and how she was going to tell them apart when they were wrapped. In her fit, she was starting to screw with my system. Without even thinking I looked her in the eyes and said, "It's OK, I GOT THIS!" When she looked at me, we shared a moment. I put on the best trusting face I could muster, and her shoulders sunk as she smiled. The presents will be fine, we'll get there. It's OK, the holidays will be over soon.

Well slept..?

I know I got a good nights sleep last night because I work up this morning disoriented. I didn't know what day it was, and when I glanced at my clock to see 6:32 I wondered if that was at night, or in the morning. I couldn't remember my dream though, and that's unusual...what a second...who's seen Men in Black? :)

Voiceless

Last week I lost my voice, and although it was thoroughly amusing for most people that tried to interact with me, it was also somewhat jarring. It started Monday when my voice was raspy, and Tuesday I was singing 'Smelly Cat' from friends. By Wednesday it would take a lot of effort to talk, and sometimes I'd open my mouth and nothing would come out. When Thursday it still wasn't getting any better, I started to wonder if it was ever coming back. It was a good thing all the walk in clinics I found that night were either moved, or closed because Friday morning I could talk again. How did Little Mermaid do it?

Inflatable Santa meets pellat gun

Come on, we've all thought about it. With all the Christmas decorations coming out, the large inflatables are amung them. A house just around the corner from me has a whole yard full. How fun would that be? *BANG* followed by a *pfffft* Seasonal stress releif at it's finest.

Nutty Lately

As I was driving to work this morning, I could smell the brazil nut product I had in my hair. I was also munching away on a mixed nut granola bar. Add that to the level of mental insanity everyone takes on this time of year, and I was feeling pretty nutty. Appriently this character's name is Nutty, although I can't imagine why??