So my friend Becky and I have come up with the most brilliant idea. We are going to open a tattoo shop...with pastries on the side :). We have decided to call it Tarts and Tats. Despite the fact that we are look as likely to step into a tattoo parlor as bikers into a cupcake shop, we are sure that we would be phenomenal at it. We would be the designers (of course) and cooks. I personally think that I would be distracted by the pain of a tattoo if I was holding a scrumptious cupcake or cookie.
Then, I got all deep. Mindless work tends to lead to this. I began thinking that our friends are a lot like tarts and tats. The tarts trick you into thinking that they will always be there to satisfy and are good for you. When in actuality they are gone in just a few short bites and leave you feeling the need to pathalogically avoid the scale for at least a month. Tats on the other had are always there. They are well thought out. Permanent.
Maybe a little deep for a fun convo but oh well.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Fiddlesticks.
I work in an office. In a small room by myself. But that doesn't mean that I can't hear everything these women these women talk about. So- what do moms talk about at the office?
- Weight. No shocker there. Every girl over the age of 16 talks about weight. My favorite, though, is when they talk about their weight while eating an ice cream sandwhich.
- Kids. Some of these terrify me. I find myself praying, "Please Jesus don't let my mother have told her friends these things about me!" Seriously- I know every embarresing story imaginable about these kids.
- Celebrities. Yes. It's true. I know more about Lady Gaga, Justin Bieber (he's a fave) and Katy Perry since I have started the job. I thought at first they were just screening things for their kids to listen to. That theroy was squashed when I heard two 40 year olds get way too excited for Katy Perry to come to Dallas. They plan on going.
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