. i believe in manicures .
. i believe in overdressing .
. i believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipstick .
. i believe in pink .
. i believe that loving is the best calorie-burner .
. i believe in kissing .
. i believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls .
. i believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles . 

When I agreed to be in the "birthday club" at work, I did not realize that I would be testing my domestic skills. 

During my first week at work this younger girl, Natalie, that I work with came up to be and handed me a slip of paper.  I had to write my name, birthday, and favorite treats on it.  Harmless enough...  I really like treats so I wrote down things like cakes, cookies, brownies, ice cream, candies, etc.  Then I turned it in and picked a name.

I got the "queen bitch" of the office, so it is not really fun for me in the first place.  Some people are friends with the person they chose which would make this a fun experience.  Most people wrote down that they did not care what type of treats they got, or gave some idea like anything sweet, any type of cake, etc.  My lady chose spice cake with cream cheese frosting.  What the hell?  Could it be more specific?

I spent a majority of my evening combining flour, a teaspoon of every spice in my spice rack (thank god I registered for that sucker), eggs, sugars, butters, creams, cheeses, milks, etc. to create the stinkiest, hardest, brown desert I've ever encountered.  I sneaked a piece to try it and it tastes like a cross between pumpkin pie and a muffin.  It is alright, but not my thing.  It definitely turned out, but that is not the point.  I'm just a little peeved that I had to whip this creation up when everyone else could get away with Oreos.  Damn it...

This is a main reason that I am not doing the Christmas Cookie Exchange at work.  I don't want to put my heart and soul and secret recipes out there in exchange for Cub Foods spritz and sugar cookies from a Pillsbury package.

Mondays are always the busiest day of my week.  From the time I get to work until the time I go to lunch I only work on payroll.  Usually it is really stressful and I only have that block of time to finish what I'm working on.  The other half of my Monday is spend doing payroll related administrative duties.  Monday is also one of the busiest days  for service calls.

Well, this Monday was REALLY stressful.  At 8:00 I was on the phone with a customer complaining about their freezer not being cold enough and all of a sudden I was sitting in the pitch black and my post it was slightly lit by the green glow from my phone.  I was frantically trying to light my notes with my cell phone to see what I was writing down.  The power was out for 3 hours.  AH!  To make matters worse, in my opinion, they bought tons of egg mcmuffins from McDonald's as if that will make up for keeping us there to work in the dark.  The lady who got them came back to my department with 1.  Just 1.  Bastard.  Even though I didn't want it, it still just pissed me off.  NO McThank you!!!!