Saturday, January 22, 2011

I freaking love husbands.

So the other day I was trying to rouse said husband up in the morning and get him moving. Rushing him = bad idea. He HATES getting up in the morning and was grumpy and groggy. Bad combination.

Tangent: A few weeks ago I broke down and bought very expensive MAC makeup because I was feeling ugly and greedy. Eighty bucks worth to be exact. which did not go over well at home.

Back to story. Groggy, grumpy husband decides to go to the restroom right when he wakes up and groggily BUMPS MY MAKE UP drawer WHILE FLUSHING THE TOILET. 

End of story: Makeup flies out of drawer and right into the toilet as it was being flushed and gets flushed right down.

No he didn't reach his hand down to toilet to see if it was gone for good. I DID. and yes, it was history. 

Awesome. looks like i need another trip to the mall...  

yes that really happened to me

Friday, January 21, 2011

So cute.

Know what I hate? Going to the bathroom at work. Cause here you are going about your day looking down at your knees/shoes/outfit thinking, yeah, I look pretty cute today. This is a good outfit. When suddenly you walk in the bathroom and BAM! you see your hair/face/makeup and realize...NOPE. I am NOT cute today. Darn.

(This has happened to me on one too many occasions.)