PBandJ

Rah.... so you know when you start typing thinking you are typing letters into the box on the screen and then you look up and realize you have been typing into nothing and the box is blank.

Blog, today I did something that I almost never do.  I napped.  It was crazy. I was like, maybe I will just lie down for a seconzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz  And that was interesting.  Mama likes her sleep to be regulated.  Waking up in the middle of the day is not for Mama.

riiiiiiiiight

Mama often gets underestimated.  There are the womanly parts.  The blonde thing. I mean pretty much when I get the once over, people are thinking there is not so much upstairs.  Which is cool for me because then if I am able to work a stapler everyone gets really impressed.  This reminds me of being a temp.

I used to temp back in the old days in NYC, and man that is a pretty cool job.  They are just so happy that you show up all you really have to do is breathe.  God forbid you put a spreadsheet together; the whole place strokes out.  It's TEMPORARY, see Bloogy.  Temp stands for not permanent.  Laters.

fyi Peanut butter and jelly toast is always available and delicious when you are a temp

And did you just go ahead and underestimate my blog?