Good: finally taking a math test that has been freaking me out for days because it got postponed due to snow, yellow cake with chocolate icing, getting to read the "Kit" American Girl books for work... and are they ever scandalous! I believe she is the first American Girl to go to jail, but correct me if I'm wrong about that...
Bad: my car going in for an inspection and having a leaky exhaust pipe and needing new brakes, having to work ALL DAY tomorrow because I am taking the shift for the "new person" that the boss is going to appoint to fill the spot I wanted and was very very qualified for. =(
More good: I get to observe for teaching soon!! AND I have this 80 hours requirement where I have to work with kids for that amount of time, but because of my job I already have a good portion of it finished... hurray! (Is it hurray or hooray? I think hooray looks funny.) AND, to expand on the good from before (because this will count as part of my requirement), the reason I'm reading the Kit books is that we are having one of the "famous" American Girl parties at work. And boy, are these things intense. We usually take about thirty girls (well, boys can come too, but I think we've only ever had one), and then there are waiting lists and people trying to sneak their kids in and the occasional pleading phone call... sometimes we have to do the same party twice if enough people really want to come. They are soooo much fun, though.
Even more good: "Toddlers and Tiaras" was AWESOME the other night. I was freaking out because I was so excited. I think this was the most positive portrayal of pageants I've ever seen on TV, except for maybe "Made" or one of those shows (but I'm thinking more of glitz pageants.) I didn't think any of the parents came across as particularly overbearing, except maybe Meaghan's mom when she was practicing her routine at the gym (but please, all parents get like that at some point) and Ava's dad when she didn't win (but keep in mind that he had a mic on, so it's not like he was yelling "OMG this freaking sucks"... he was whispering, and he wasn't cruel about it, or saying that the other girls were terrible, or anything.) I'll admit that I actually screamed "YOU GO GIRL" when Rebecca's mom came out in her swimsuit... I was sooo proud of her for having the guts to do that. You can't tell me there's nothing positive about pageants... if you can go out on stage in a swimsuit, particularly when you're middle-aged and not a size two, there is really nothing you can't do. I thought Ava's mom was absolutely beautiful, and Ava was precious. Meaghan was just great... she definitely didn't come across as the snobby pageant kid that most documentaries attempt to portray... she just seemed really normal, and I was glad for that. I didn't have a problem with her mother, I thought she was fine. Ava's dad was hilarious, and I just have a soft spot for pageant dads. And Rebecca was sweet, and as I mentioned earlier, her mom rocked. =D So now I am just waiting for next week, and already getting terrified because I have a feeling next week isn't going to be good. (On a side note, did anyone see the commercial for T&T where the little girl is having pink lip gloss put on her? Does she not look exactly like Brooke Breedwell from back in the day!?)
Wow... I can really get carried away with the pageant stuff. Haha. Speaking of pageants, I never commented on Miss America... and after reading tons of comments online about it, I've come to the conclusion that I'm probably the only person outside of her home state that wanted Miss Iowa to win. I keep seeing that she's "trashy" (she wasn't) and "small-town" (uh, who cares? Plenty of the girls are from small towns, I'm sure.) Indiana wasn't bad, though she was kind of hyped before the pageant and I had a feeling she would win. Georgia just screamed "Miss America" to me and I would have been very pleased if she won. I thought Hawaii should have progressed farther than she did... she was stunning. But overall, a good pageant, even if the whole "reality show" aspect does turn me off a bit...
Okay, I think I'll go try to relax now... and dream about new, non-fifteen-year-old-beat-up-broken-down cars appearing in my garage...
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