Work Night

I have never not worked. Since I started my very own version of the Babysitter's Club in seventh grade (I liked to think I was a cross between Stacy and Mary Ann), I've been a working girl. Made my own money, made my own way. Just like Laverne and Shirley...only I wasn't swigging beer off the assembly line.

Or at least not until college.



Now...I'm a stay at home mom in every sense of the word. I really feel I am where I need to be. Want to be. This time with Hank is one of the greatest gifts Matt can give me. When you can see that in the day to day, not just over long periods of time, it's hands down the right decision. But that isn't to say that Mama doesn't need a little mad money of her own. Cute shoes and waxed eyebrows are a must.

To be honest, the kid has cuter shoes than I do at the moment and I've been plucking a lot more than I'd like, but I've been working a few nights a week over at Emma's Paperie. Nope. Not on the design team. When I said I needed a break, I really meant it. Every Monday and Thursday night, you can find me down in Cindy's basement with the ipod blaring, pulling orders. She needed the help, I know product, Hank's mama wanted him to have Gymboree clothing (I can work those Gymbucks ladies!). Win, win all the way around. I've recognized a few names come through from time and time and have hidden notes in orders (hey Candice Greenway!) and if you leave me a note in the comments section, I'll try to do the same for you if I see it. I'm not going anywhere any time soon.

Intially, it started out as a way to earn some money when I was burned out from earning it my usual way. Matt-free, scrapbook-free money to be specific. A girl needs a little fundage for her petty cash drawer. Now it is a way for me to get out of the house and empty the mind while the hands are busy. In a small way, it's keeping me sane, with the added bonus allowing me to be around the pretty stuff without actually having to buy any of it. Not to say that from time to time, I don't use my 20% employee discount and bring home some goodies. (Unpacked the new Basic Grey today. Indian Summer is the best fall line I think I've ever seen. They hit the colors spot on. Grabbed myself a little of that. )

Anyway...speaking of cute shoes, how about a card featuring some? EK Success flip flop punch and Papertrey Ink stamps. Yep, not much has changed.




The Babysitter's Club reference at top. Got a story. I was watching E! one day and they had some reality television search show on and low and behold, the twins who were in the club with me were on it. Shy, awkward, mousey Mailie and Cassie Moore where now blond, plastic surgery enhanced Playboy Bunnies. I about birthed a kitten. I always thought it was weird that their brother was allowed to wallpaper his room with centerfolds. What was their mother thinking? You could see the cause and effect. Too bad we don't have a Babysitter's Club now, I'd bet we'd get a lot of calls, seeing as I'm just as much a bodacious babe as they are...snort! We could totally up our hourly rate. Wait...not that type of working girl. Back to pulling orders for me. :)