late night ramblings

It's late but I don't want to sleep. I really have to soon though. I have to get up early and go look at an apartment with Alexa. I went to the corner store to buy cola and chips. I'm not even eating the chips. I don't know why I bought them. I'm not hungry. I'm waiting for you. I sorta dressed up to go to the store. It's one in the morning and my sister said what does it matter, nobody's even gonna see me but it does matter. It matters because I feel like I look good and I don't try and look good by other people's standards. I have my own style thank you very much and I don't care if you think I look like a Grandma because I do wear my Grandma's old stuff sometimes and I don't think anything is wrong with that. I think I look cool as heck. I wore flower prints. Where in the world are you. Oh, speak of the devil you're unlocking the door.

we're "do-it-yourself" kind of folk

On my way back to the city I decided I was going to drop by Foster, QC, a town occupying a couple hundred residents. Lee Shanks lives there, and before my move last year to Montreal, I lived there too. 

I stayed in his comfy, country home on a dirt road. He has a chunk of land I used to love to play soccer on with his two son's Cameron and Dawson. I take the liberty of calling them my nephews. I am in love with those kids.

Turning into his driveway that late Sunday afternoon, my muffler decided it was going to crap out on me. I marched right on inside and said "Lee, come jimmy rig my station wagon, it broke.", and that's exactly what he did.

We're rednecks, country folk. We jimmy rig our cars with wire and bungee chords as the sun sets. I love you Lee.

très late!

I woke up at 7h27am today. Actually I woke up at 6h45, 6h50,7h00,7h09,7h18 and finally got out of bed, or rather jolted out, at 7h27. The first three times are the usual, set alarm clocks. The next three was the snooze button. I work at 8ham, and it takes me 20 minutes to get here. I was dressed, made up, with coffee and out the door @ 7h41. Thank goodness I laid some clothes out for myself the night before! So the only thing I didn't manage to accomplish was mascara, but I stuck it in my purse and I'm off to put that on now. I think 13 minutes is a pretty darn amazing amount of time to look fabulous in! ;) I also grabbed a banana for breakfast, man, I'm a pro!

I got fake eyelash extensions once. Really fancy salons and professionals charge an arm and a leg for them. I've seen prices range from 100$ to 150$ to 250$. I'm assuming they apply real human eyelashes though. Mine were totally fake but so long, curly and black! They cost me 30$. When the woman applied them she told me they would last at least three weeks, maybe six. They only lasted me a week tops before my eyes began to look patchy. They are applied individually with some kind of black super glue so that if there is excess you can't see it. It was fun not to have to apply mascara but have killer, flirty eyes for a week; I felt so beautiful! I would never do it again though because after trying to remove the false lashes myself and pulling out huge chunks of my own, I was pretty much horrified! From now on, au naturel!