Here's the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of my weekend.
Warning, this post is basically a mini-book, because I couldn't quit typing. What a much better problem than not being able to come up with words. :)
The Good: Dollar Tree randomly has really cool makeup. I was telling my friend at work about it, and I said, "okay, Jessica, I have something to tell you, but you're going to think I'm ghetto and cheap."
She laughed and said, "MaryBeth, I already do."
I laughed so hard and told her that she's right. I think anybody who knows me well absolutely knows how cheap (and sometimes ghetto) I am. I'm one of those odd bloggers who doesn't count all things bought at Target a steal and a deal, and has never spent money at Anthopologie in my life. I would probably have a panic attack spending that much money on an item of clothing. And while I would love to say I don't judge, I do judge a tiny bit.
But back to the issue at hand.
Makeup. Dollar Tree.
I found some Bonne Bell concealer (who knew they made more than just chapstick?), a Maybelline lipliner, some Elf lip stain, and Almay eye shadow. For one dollar each. One dollar. It was thrilling. And it was even more thrilling that all of the products were great! I've never used concealer before, but this is perfect for covering up period zits (too much info?) and dark circles for the too early mornings at the coffee shop.
The Bad: Okay, this is kind of awkward. But I'm sharing. Because I'm that type of person. At work today this guy came in three times throughout the morning. He's nice and we sort of know each other (and by sort of know each other I know his name and what kind of coffee he gets), so since I'm a friendly barista, we talked.
The third time he came in I refilled his coffee and then he goes, "So, are you busy after work?"
I looked up, surprised, and said, "um, I'm not really sure," and then my mind said, Oh shit, he's about to ask you out, and my mouth just kept talking and saying things like, "Um, I think I might, uh, maybe have something, yeah, I'm not sure, uh, I can't remember... well, actually... I don't think so," and then I couldn't remember what day it was and if I did actually have something, and I hate lying, so I ended up with, "uh yeah, uh I think I'm just going home and that's about it."
He looked at me in confusion, "so you are busy or you aren't?"
He goes, "Want to go get some lunch?"
I very awkwardly said thank you, and I'm married, but that's nice of him to ask.
He left. Somehow I don't think I'll need to keep track of his coffee order anymore.
It was so awkward. Scratch that. I was so awkward. I told Chase that I just feel so very very married, so it throws me off when something like that happens.
The Ugly: So, we're house-sitting for several months (yes, several months. Crazy!) for some people at our church. They have a gorgeous sweet dog. Yesterday Chase and I were watching a movie and she was near us. Her breath was horrible, so I made her leave the room, because nobody wants to watch a movie with severe halitosis in the room. Then last night, I saw her eating from the cat box. My stomach is still a little bit nauseated. So, sorry to share that, but that was honestly the ugliest part of the weekend. The situation has been fixed, and she's not allowed near the box, but it was traumatizing for me to realize that she was snacking on poo. Gross.
Linking up with Kate!