A Curly World

Welcome to the world of blogging Curly Girl! I knew you were jealous that I blogged and you didn't. (is blog a verb now? I'm not sure) Anyway, if you want to know more about my sister Curly Girl or just check up on her family, check out her blog Our Curly World.

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Going out of town with Curly Girl, The Gift and Dimples tomorrow. We are going to see our grandmother. After all, she's 90, so we can afford to see her twice in one year. Through a miracle, we were able to get 3 frequent flier tickets and are flying directly into her small town airport (seriously small town - it has 4 gates for ALL the airlines). It is much cooler where we are going. More humid, but I don't think I care yet. Curly Girl is worried a little I think. I am so ready for a vacation.

One Bag At A Time

Out here in the sunny southwest, people seem to be more "save the planet" than other places I've lived as an adult. Grocery stores out here give incentives for carrying your own reusable bags - 5 cents off your bill or entry into drawing when you bring your own bags. I have so many tote bags from various giveaways that I have just started leaving them in my car so they will always be there when I run by the grocery store. I estimate I am saving at least 8 bags a week from grocery shopping. That is over 400 bags a year! Check out the website One Bag At A Time to learn more about how this small change can make a difference. I just feel better when I bring my own bag.

Hot Days Make People CRANKY

I had a wreck of a day today at the big orange box. I have no idea why people think it is OK to yell at me when I am doing my job. Customers complained about other cashiers, and one of the other head cashiers actually yelled "Can't you just be a little bit flexible?" which I really couldn't believe, because I consider myself pretty flexible for the most part. I was trying to help her so she could leave for lunch so she could get back in time for me to leave on schedule. I asked her if she needed anything and that was the response I got. JEEZ. And she just got back from a weeks vacation, so she should have been somewhat easy going. Combined with the fact that our store managers are all cutting hours so I didn't want to be staying over my scheduled hours. I was sort of dumbfounded. Ah well, her problem, not mine. I'll say a prayer for her tonight. That should make me more at peace with the whole thing. That and running the a/c colder than usual.