2009-02-03

lizzybennet: (twins rubbish)
2009-02-03 02:16 pm

Does this really happen to people?

The day began really well. I cleaned all three bathrooms, did laundry, did the dishes. I felt very pleased with myself for getting so much done before 9 in the morning. Today is the day of my library tour. For one of my classes I'm required to tour a library and write a 3-5 paper on the experience. Also, I'll be writing a grant proposal at the end of the year based on the needs of this library.

Because I was so hyped about the library visit, I wanted a new shirt and a brow wax. I wanted to look nice. I did find a nice shirt, that bit went off without a hitch. I can't say as much about the brow wax:

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See that? I am a Vanilla Ice look alike!! This is what the stylist said to me (she tried to break the news gently): "A small bit of wax dropped onto your eyebrow and it came off when I pulled off the fabric. It left just a little bit of a space there, it's barely noticeable. I'm sure you'll be able to cover it up with an eyebrow pencil." Then she hands me the mirror.

I could not believe what I was seeing. Sure we've all seen the jokes on tv when people get their eyebrow waxed off but this? I hole in my eyebrow! I wasn't rude to her but I did let her know how upset I was. I didn't cry, although I felt like it. They didn't charge me for the wax (gee, thanks.) Firstly, I don't own a brow pencil. When you have eyebrows as thick as mine, there is no need for such makeup! And second, there is no way an eyebrow pencil would look right. It's never going to look right. The ironic thing is that just before that she was complimenting me on my long, luxurious eye lashes. She must have been jealous and this was her revenge!

So, now I'm going to my library tour with a deformed eyebrow. I came home, changed, fed Josh lunch and tried to print out the list questions that I needed to review with the librarian. Dang printer gave me a page filled with funny symbols (our printer's on the fritz.) So I decide to leave early enough so that Chris could print it out for me and give it to me when I arrived at the school (did I mention that I toured the College of Idaho library?)

I rarely talk on my cell phone when I drive, but today I was because of the whole printer issue. I lost track of my speed and went past a cop while I merrily drove along at 50 mph in a 35 zone. He pulled out behind me but did not put his lights on until I put on my blinker to turn into Josh's preschool. yup. I sat in my van in the parking lot of Josh's school while the cop wrote me out a ticket. Do you realize that the last time I got a ticket I was 21? It has been 13 years since I got pulled over for speeding. And what did I do? What was my reaction to being pulled over in front of my son's school with a deformed eyebrow, knowing that I'd now be late for my library appointment? I started bawling. Yet another first for Tina: crying at a cop. I know people do it a lot in an attempt to get out of getting a ticket, but I was just completely and utterly overwhelmed. I cried so hard that when he asked for my address it just came out as a squeak. I couldn't talk. I was so embarrassed. But, I just couldn't get control of myself.

Josh asked me "how does that policeman know all the things you were doing?" that gave me a laugh :)

When I saw Chris at the college naturally the waterworks started up again and I ended up going into the library with reddish eyes. Oh well. The tour itself was really interesting. I'll write about that later. Right now I need to find some chocolate.
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2009-02-03 02:38 pm
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