I hope all of you moms had a wonderful weekend! Filled with sunshine, chocolate and a relaxing massage. Sounds nice, huh? I would really like all three of those things at once. My hubbie was sweet and got me a gift certificate for a massage. Even though he loves to tell me, “your not MY mom”. Oh yeah buddy? Then why am I always yelling at you to stop teasing the kids? Or asking you if you remembered to brush your teeth before you left the house? Or picking out your clothes whenever you wear something other than the standard ‘KLATT TRUE VALUE’ t-shirt? In his defense…he does have many amazing qualities. He’ll just have to wait until Father’s Day for that mushy blog post.
Would you like to hear how cool I am? Well, as some of you know, I used to work at AppleBee’s restaurant. I spent almost 4 months there as a server (about 4 yrs ago), before I started to disappear from the work schedule. My shifts became less and less frequent, until I realized that I was being subtly fired. Turns out, I suck at being a waitress. I have a horrible memory, I spill a LOT and I am missing my verbal filter. I once told a customer who finished his meal rather quickly, “boy, you sure wolfed that down.” Yeah, and you wonder why I didn’t last. Anyways, this weekend our church had a fundraiser at the A.B’s (that’s what the cool kids call it) in Rogers serving a pancake breakfast. I showed up in full Applebee’s attire (hey, where else can I pull off that snazy black polo with the embroidered apple symbol?) ready to serve the masses. Turns out, when you dress like an employee, people think you know what’s going on. Ooops. I spent the first hour telling everyone, “I don’t know. I don’t know.” Whenever they’d ask where this was, or that was. Then I pulled out the big guns. I went up to take the order of my high school English teacher. Her and her husband asked for coffee. As I poured the steaming hot brew, I heard a ‘plunk’ and felt the burning splash as coffee poured over their entire table. Turns out the top lid wasn’t a lid at all, just a small black cup that someone put on top to keep things hot. I’m SO sorry Mrs. Gauger!
This just turned into a very long journal entry. Let’s see some cute pictures instead. Meet Miss ‘T’, so sweet and sleepy, she was one of the fastest newborn sessions I’ve ever had. At the end her mom tried to wake her up so we could see her eyes, but she refused. Oh well, I’d much rather that, than the other way around!





