Hello, this is your frump girl speaking.

Hello baby.

Yes bloggers, I am madly in love with each and every one of you.

Okay not really, but as Willam (William? I don’t know how that man spells his damn name!) Defoe said on ‘Fishing with John’…

“I get a little cozy around bedtime.”

Woohoo. Good fun times.

Did I blog yesterday? I don’t remember, nor do I care to go and check if I did or not, so here we go.

What in the name of all that is holy and possibly sticky and hairy as a lost lollipop stuck under a couch cushion seat did I do today?

Well, first of all WORK. What a big fat surprise. And crammed a bit of school work in there too, how miraculous of me! Then…Mum and Laura needed hair cuts, so I took the ladies over to the salon…

...and damn me all to heck if I didn’t ask Diane if she had an opening for a manicure this very afternoon…and she did!

Now its not like I get manicures regularly, this was my first professional dealie job as a matter a fact.

So…she had a spot so I go to get a manicure! ‘Oh fun!’ I think ‘I’ll have nice clean pretty looking nails for the holidays! No big fake nasty claws, just nice clean shiny looking nails!’.

So I sit down, and she cleans, files, soaks, and scrubs my nails.

Well, when she was done with that, they didn’t look any better then what I do myself, such as cleaning, scrubbing, filing…

So she asks me if I want them painted and I think ‘Well if I’m paying fifteen bucks for nails that just look like they’ve been cut nicely and washed, sure I want them colored! For heavens sake, I don’t want it to be completely like I’ve just thrown fifteen dollars down the toilet!’

So I pick a red called ‘I’m really not a waitress’ and Diane paints my nails and does a lovely job. Seriously, they’re all smooth and have a professional looking coat of red with a slight sparkle…but with my child like hands and small narrow nails I sort of feel like a five year old whos been playing in my mothers nail polish.

So I toss Diane the fifteen bucks and try and stay positive and write it off as ‘Well I love Diane, seriously I do. She does an amazing job with my hair and shes a sweetheart so I really shouldn’t mind giving her more business. Plus you know I got to sit for forty minutes and chat with the ladies, so that’s good right? Yeah yeah, right.’

I’d be lying though if I said that every other time I looked at my nails tonight I didn’t think ‘Aw man…I could have bought a cd with that money. Or I could have tossed it in my laptop/camcorder fund…gah, new music! I need new music! But I also need new clothes, I guess fifteen bucks isn’t going to buy me a lot of new clothes anyways though…but I could have at least bought socks or a decent belt or something…’.

Ha ha, so as I sit here typing with my sparkling red nails I’d say we have a ‘love hate’ relationship, and I‘ll just leave it at that.

The other top stories for today are the following.

We went to Target and I bought myself a Star Wars action figure doll! Yes folks, I am a complete nerd. I have to say though this was my first, but I just couldn’t pass up a 'Leah doll in her cloud city garb'! IT WAS TOO COOL.

Also, Seth and I watched ‘Annie Hall’ tonight. I’ve been wanting to see it forever and now I have, it was really enjoyable in that realistic/cynical view on life Woody Allen always seems to have.

And I had my first taste of Canadian Whisky tonight, it’s a good winter drink I suppose. I liked it, very nice and warm. Not like I know anything though.

Love squirrels people, please. I know I do.