Susan is the most wonderful sister in the world. She's totally awesome and funny. Oh, and beautiful too.

Scrapbooking this evening was pretty fun. But, there were some bitches. I had anxiety issues the entire time....

There was a lady sitting next to me. She had her own table to herself. But, she put ALL of her shit around my chair. Meaning that if i wanted to get up, i would have to walk around all OUR stuff, and HER stuff. I had no room. So i couldn't get up and walk around because i was scared i'd break something. She had the most room out of all of us. But, she chose to cave me in so i could not move my chair in at all, or out. Or even turn it!!!!

Then there were these two bitches sitting in front of me. They would talk in high voices all the time. They sounded like they just sucked in Helium, dispite their voices usually being low. It was annoying. Then there was this chicken....

Basically, whenever you finished a page or project you yell "GIMMIE THE CHICKEN!" or just go take it. Then you have to turn it on and dance. It played the chicken dance song. I heard that song so many times tonight that i never ever wanna hear that freakin' song again. If you had it at a certain time, then you won a prize. I won an Apron.

Then there was this thing where you draw an egg, and it has a number on it. if you got the number one, you had 1 minute to go up and get things from the clearance rack for 85% off. If you had the number 2 you'd get two minutes and so on and so forth. I was number 17. I had 17 minutes to look through it. Everything was GONE. There was pretty much nothing but halloween stuff. That's fine. I had fun.

Now that i'm done bitching.

I got a lot accomplished this evening. I was there from 5-12. There were a lot of laughs, but i mostly just kept my mouth shut because...some of the women there drove me nuts! But i didn't pick a fight. This is progress.

I taught amber how to do her makeup today. This is what i taught her. Eventually i will teach her more, but until then: this looks good on her!




I did mine too, DUH. I have decided that purple and black look good on me. Especially with pink lip stick.




Amber writes her initials on everything. Her initials are ASS. Lol, right? Then she gives the name of whatever it is she is labling. Today, i saw this and thought it was hilarious.




I made this page of Victoria. She's my friend Greta's baby. She is almost a year old. Greta runs the daycare i visit. The blue thing says 'When i grow up, i want to be a butterfly!" It was so perfect and fitting for Victoria and Greta that i teared up because i was so excited.



Then i made this page of Eben. A day care boy. I bonded with him pretty well. It was just him and i for a few hours every day. We taught him how to write. Then we took pictures together all the time. I love that little guy! The bottom says "It wasn't me!" because he's always getting into shenanigans. I thought that was very fitting for him.


Then i made a star wars page for Erik. Greta's son. He is a self proclaimed star wars geek. This is the light saber i made by hand.






And this is his finished page


Then, this girl started dancing on the counter.




This is a page amber was working on. She couldn't think of a title. So she asked me what the title should be. and i replied saying "Susan is the most wonderful sister in the world. She's totally awesome and funny. Oh, and beautiful too." Well, this is what she came up with.


It's about freaking time someone recognized this.

This is the detail she put into the page. Intense right? She sewed all those stitches. By hand. It took forever.






This is my recipt. I spend 18 bucks. Pretty proud of myself.


and this is the last page i made for Jake. I'm not sure if he likes dinosaurs, because...he really just loves everyone. Especially his parents.


so, it was a good day. I didn't flip out. I dealt with my anger, and i accepted that i can't change their shitty behavior. This was pretty good progress.

But, i can fantasize about punching this woman in the throat....but hey. I didn't do it. That's what counts. she totally deserved it. She is a bully. She boo'd at Amber last crop... I didn't know that till on our way home, when i was expressing my frustration with her to Amber. I'm glad i didn't know that because then she would have gotten punched in the throat for being so snobby.

Well, maybe not punched in the throat physically. I'm much more of an attacker with words.

Anyway. I need to go to bed. I start packing tomorrow for home. I'm leaving Monday!