So I had a shitty day. Quite literally. Little Katie had a messy experience in the bathroom, and guess who got to clean it up...However, work was also fun because I got to watch little kids (including Little Katie who is a very entertaining dancer) shake their asses to the Strokes. Also, the kids are in that age where anything remotely related to sex is the funniest thing in the world (Though, I do know a few people who haven't outgrown this stage). Some girls were pretending to make out with melon slices and saltine crackers.
Then I went to work at the Sunroom, and I only had 3 tables. At least they were decent tippers.
Cleo is fitting into the our household well. However, she is quite afraid of large dogs, so we have to cross the street often while walking her on these heavily puppied streets. I have been laughed at by several passing pedestrians. I guess there is something comical about a one-eyed pekingese dog panting uncontrollably and looking as if she has dread locks. But I love her.
My parents forgot something in West Bend (they were on their way to Chicago to catch their flight to Norway for their cruise though Northern Europe) only to find that my sister stole their minivan. So anyone in West Bend who sees Sammi, tell her that one of the wheels is on the fritz and she can expect to have a blowout if she continues driving it. Damn. So yeah. Things are not quite looking up.