My frustration. In the last 4 days I have visited several retail establishments looking for an African American tree topper. I did see a very nice black angel tree topper at one of those stores (Michaels), but she was much too large for my tree. None of the others (Target, K-Mart, Walgreens, JoAnns, Marshalls) had black ornaments, tree toppers, etc. When walking down those aisles all I see is rosy cheeked white Santa's or blonde haired, blue eyed angels staring back at me. When employees were asked about this they always seemed shocked and surprised that I was looking for a tree decoration that looked like me! All looking at me as if to say "What's wrong with the Santa's we have, you know Santa's white don't you!" (I will give some points to Marshalls. They did have a selection of black angels, but they were table decorations)
So, all that to say 40 friendship points to anyone that can tell me where I can get a 4" African American topper either a Santa or an Angel.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Pits
So, I got on a cute little outfit. I'm matching, looking cute, getting ALL kinds of compliments!! I'm really working it. Strutting around here like my shit don't stank - at least not today while I got this outfit on! WORK IT! WORK IT!
Anyways, so like 2 hours into my day, I'm sitting in a meeting and happen to cross my arms over my chest. My fingers ended up in my armpit. My fingers seemed to be not touching my cute little sweater jacket but instead the shirt underneath. "What the..." So, my fingers start probing around and sho' nuff, I got a BIG ASS hole in my arm pit!
Don't ask me what went on in the meeting cause I spent the hour trying to figure out if you can see the hole from behind or how I can make it through the day without lifting my arms. And to top it off I get back to my desk and upon further investigation I find a hole in the other pit too!!!
So, now before I get up from my desk I gotta make sure my sweater is strategically secured under my pits and then I can't move my arms when I walk. They are cemented to my sides! Just imagine my strut now! AIN'T ONE!
Guess that took me down about 2 pegs. Like "the Niece" always says "don't get big!". Sound advice!
Anyways, so like 2 hours into my day, I'm sitting in a meeting and happen to cross my arms over my chest. My fingers ended up in my armpit. My fingers seemed to be not touching my cute little sweater jacket but instead the shirt underneath. "What the..." So, my fingers start probing around and sho' nuff, I got a BIG ASS hole in my arm pit!
Don't ask me what went on in the meeting cause I spent the hour trying to figure out if you can see the hole from behind or how I can make it through the day without lifting my arms. And to top it off I get back to my desk and upon further investigation I find a hole in the other pit too!!!
So, now before I get up from my desk I gotta make sure my sweater is strategically secured under my pits and then I can't move my arms when I walk. They are cemented to my sides! Just imagine my strut now! AIN'T ONE!
Guess that took me down about 2 pegs. Like "the Niece" always says "don't get big!". Sound advice!
(One of the holes)
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