Artistic...

Here are my two pieces for the 4-H this weekend. I have been working on them like crazy! The top one is my mixed media, I am not really happy with it. I think it is missing something. Although the girl turned out amazing. If you look it is actually the same image that is currently my profile picture. I printed that black and white image and then used acrylic paints to add color

The painting below is actually an illustration from a song by Superchick called "Alive". I have always wanted to illustrate a song and when I heard that line I knew I had found the perfect one. I L-O-V-E this painting!

This last piece of art was drawn for me last night at work by a beautiful little girl named Simone. She is three and her Mommy wasn't paying very good attention to her in the check out line. So I gave her a piece of recipt tape to doodle on and she drew me this beautiful flower. It made my night.

Shenanigans!

Yesterday was a very good day. In fact an EXTREMELY good day. First Stacy and I went out to breakfast with two of our good friends. As we were looking over the menu we noticed something we had never seen before, corned beef hash. Now really, that just sounds disgusting. We tried to envision the kind of person who would actually eat corned beef hash, but no images came to mind.

We laughed for awhile over it, until Stacy came up with a scathingly brilliant idea. Why don't we anonymously order some corned beef hash for someone in the restaurant and have the waitress deliver it! She was just joking but when it came time to pay I asked the waitress if it was possible to order one more thing. "Sure" the waitress said "what can I getcha". "One order of corned beef hash please, and could you deliver it to the table over there." I pointed to the table behind us where a little boy had sat and pulled one of my friends hair for most of the meal. "You want it for that table?" The waitress asked a little confused. "Yes please. Can you do that?" I asked "Sure.. I guess so". We left the restaurant trying very hard not to burst into giggles and even harder not to stare at the table we had sent that unusual dish to. When we got outside however there was an explosion of laughter. "Did you see that waitress' face!" "I would love to see the little boy's face when he eats it!" I think the funniest thing however was when my friend said, "That's what I like most about you Bo, you can order corned beef hash as if it was the most normal thing in the world!"

But this was not the last of this weeks shenanigans. Tonight at work my manager asked me if I could cover the fitting room for 15 minutes while someone went on their break. Well I usually don't mind the fitting room but tonight it was really REALLY boring. So I decided to mix it up a little by using a fake accent. I thought a little while about what one to use. I can do a pretty funny Indian accent but I didn't think I was going to be able to sell it, maybe a pirate but then again I didn't want people to go running from the fitting room in horror, so I decided on a British accent.

My first customer walked in the door and I greeted them with a cherry "Ello!" and proceeded to use my British accent. Now you have to understand when I say "British" it really sounds something more like an Australian who has been living in the hills of Tennessee for the past five years trying to speak with a mouth full of mashed potatoes. But despit how bad it sounded I did it. This customer was perfect for this because she was the kind who wants you to walk around the store and go shopping with them. So almost the entire 15 minutes was spent in active conversation with her. It sounded something like this "Oh that looks absolutely smashing on you. Quite brilliant in fact!" A couple of times she had to ask me to repeat myself! It was so funny! But the best part was that a little while later I got to ring her up, but I DIDN'T use my British accent. She looked at me quizzically for a few minutes but I guess she decided not to ask because she didn't say anything.

So the moral of this post is if you are ever in need of a good laugh, buy someone in a restaurant a strange dish or go somewhere and use a really bad, incredibly overdone accent. It is HILARIOUS and it made my day.

Are you ready for a horror story? Good, grab a pillow and gather round for the horrifying tale of the RETAIL MONSTER!

OK so today I went into work at Old Navy prepared for just another boring day in retail land. The check out line was pretty long so my manager Mary asked me to jump on register 6. No problem right? *Que the creepy music* Up to the counter walks this average looking woman with several kids running around bouncing those stupid bouncy balls all over the place (I hate those stupid bouncy balls!) She said she had two returns to do. OK no problem. I did the first return without any difficulties but when it came to the second return it was past the 90 days in our return policy so we couldn't return it.

All of the sudden this sweet little house wife standing in front of me turned into a hideous RETAIL MONSTER, and tried to rip my head off with her cranky tone. "Well I have my receipt and I never even wore this! What am I supposed to do with it now?" I tired to explain to her the return policy but she used one of her dreaded tentacles to say the evil words "I want to talk to your MANAGER!" So I brought my manager over. The creature then began to attack telling her if she didn't do something to change this she would take her business else where. So my manager told me to go ahead and just return it (even though it is against our policy) So I did but when I told the creature that she would only be able to get her money back as a store credit through the mail she once again went through a transformation. A transformation into the poor Innocent

The lady just stood there few a minutes then started crying. She said that she couldn't believe our policy, that she really loved our store but she was going to have to boycott us after this outrage. She said that she wanted our corporate number to call and complain because maybe if enough people did they could make a difference. I looked at the woman sobbing in front of me and rolled my eyes on the inside. Man, that lady needed a cause! But on the outside I continued to apologize.

She had some other purchases and I asked her if she would like me to ring them up for her. She said no because she didn't want to support our store any longer and that having clothes from Old Navy after this would make her feel "dirty" But she decided to get them. She threw the clothes at me and then threw the money at me. Before she left she turned to the lady behind her and "warned" her about how evil we were and how she should be "very careful because Old Navy is just like every one else now, trying to trick you!"

Needless to say that the attack from this creature left me with my hands shaking. This is my most dramatic experience with a psycho transforming customer but unfortunately not my first. You would be surprised by how many RETAIL MONSTERS disguised as ordinary citizens are out there. I think my manager put it best when she said later "You don't have to be mentally stable to go shopping... Or bear children"