What a day! I am happy to see it end. When I got back from the “Informational Meeting,” I asked Lisa if she wanted to get a beer at Issac Newton’s. I think this might be the first time in her life she actually said no to a drink. Her reasoning is we would look like the biggest losers sitting alone at a bar on Valentine’s Day. I don’t mind since I figure that’s how I usually look but instead we sat in the kitchen drinking white creme de menthe on the rocks and we completed the USAToday crossword puzzle. Now I must decide whether I want to watch 24 which I recorded last night, Blood of a Poet, or do I simply want to go to sleep? Maybe I will put on an Elvis Presley movie and fall asleep watching it. So many choices!

I know, I know! The romance of it all is just mind-blowing.

I have a job interview tonight at 6:30. The only reason I am going is I figure it is good practice. I have no interest in this position whatsoever. I am 100% positive it is a grown-up version of the gingko knives scam. When I was about 16 years old I saw an ad in the newspaper, Earn 11.00 an hour! I called and scheduled an interview. I met a fellow who told me all I needed to do was contact 5 friends and demo the wonderful qualities of gingko knives and then after they bought the knives, I would ask them to give me the names of 5 of their friends and 5 of their friends and so on and so on and I would eventually make a fortune selling gingko knives. I realized it was silly and I left rather disappointed.
The one thing I can’t help but wonder is what kind of a person would set up a job interview at 6:30 pm on Valentine’s Day?

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I have no rhyming
ability

Yesterday evening, right before our guests arrived, BOBO ESCAPED FROM HIS HARNESS WHILE LISA WAS WALKING HIM! Lisa called after him, demanding he stop but little Bo just thought it was a game and he took off running. Lisa tailed him to the retainer basin and was able to scoop him up as he tried to climb a snow drift. She was in tears when she got back to the house. I was unaware of the situation that unfolded otherwise I too would have been out there running after him.

When I get a job, that dog is going to obedience school. Again.

Yesterday morning, after finding the puddle of piss, I came in the house and discovered our phone line was dead. At first I panicked and wondered if the evil, pissing snow posse had cut our lines! Then I realized that this was a sign that Vonage had finally transferred our number. I hooked up the router and amazingly it worked without a glitch! I was able to make and receive calls without a hiccup. The quality sounds fine. I even tried calling while I had Rhapsody up and running and as I surfed the Internet. Everything sounded fine! So far, I am very happy. And if it is true what someone said in the comments of a previous entry regarding Vonage, that people can easily tap the line, I don’t care. I never say anything of importance. The intruder would fall asleep before I could say my credit card number aloud.

Yesterday afternoon I received two phone calls from managers? recruiters? asking me to interview for financial planner positions. I said I would interview, I figure it is good experience if nothing else. There are so many financial planner positions out there I can only assume it must be a horrible scam. I should give a call to my friend Joe, Barbara and George’s nephew, because I believe he was doing that financial planning thing not too long ago. He got out of it.

This morning I am going to another career workshop. This one has to do with different manners of researching companies. It should be interesting.

The Mary Kay party was quite the success. Not only did Audra and her sister Erin show up but so did Sandy, our next door neighbor and Lisa’s work friend, Christine. Carolyn, the Mary Kay Rep, gave us little Styrofoam plates that contained little squirts of products and instructed us to wipe them all over our face and hands. Later she gave us little makeup samples and showed us how to paint ourselves up like harlots. Just teasing, I already know how to do that. At first, the makeup she gave me must have been for a black woman because it was far too dark for me. I had to go into her style book and find different colors that would work on my hunky-dago skin coloring. Ultimately, the only thing I purchased was a bottle of perfume because it was the cheapest thing I could find. I don’t see the point in paying more than 5.00 – 10.00 for eyeshadow, especially when it is a well known fact that all makeup is made by one company and only the labels and packaging are different. I thought maybe Carolyn would give me a little stick of lipstick or something as thanks for allowing me to do her spiel in the Donnavilla but instead she entered Audra in a contest for a free trip to Atlantic City. Audra assured me this was fair. At any rate, my Duncan Hines Yellow Cake was a hit! Everyone loved it and a few people even had seconds!

Audra just called and she says we should still have the Mary Kay party since she and her sister still plan on attending and Lisa and I are here. That makes 4 of us and the Mary Kay woman seems okay with 4 people. I better get moving on the house and cake.

I am pretty sure the Mary Kay party is off for tonight. Erin and Christine and Aprille all called to cancel. We were hit with so much snow yesterday and it still isn’t cleared. Last night around midnight I heard the snow posse outside my window. They shoveled our driveway, sidewalk and path to the Donnavilla. This morning I opened the door and saw they left us a present! Yes! A puddle of urine sat right in front of the door. I understand the need to urinate, I do not understand the urge to urinate on the doormat of a person’s home. There are many trees and bushes that would work wonderfully as a makeshift toilet. I called the community office and complained. Who knows what they will do. Most likely nothing.