all we want is HOT HOT

Whew def feels like summer now.

After months of waiting for the temperature to rise above 50, we are now enjoying nonstop 80's and constant humidity. I actually am enjoing the heat. I mean it. I love feeling the sun and having the nice, tan, glowy skin. Oh and a cold beverage in one hand and a freeze in the other. AHHHHH.
BUT there are, of course, only certain circumstances where I love heat:

1. NOT WHEN I'M DRIVING.
I've pretty much taught myself to believe that any heat on the inside of a car comes from the engine and is therefore unnatural. Plus it's always a good 20 degrees warmer in a car than outside at all times. So if its like 90 outside it's close to 110 inside, which is also unnatural (well in Chicago it is anyways).

2. NOT WHEN I"M SUPPOSED TO BE WEARING MAKEUP.
Makeup and heat are a bad combo. On a hot day, I like to be able to splash my face with cold water every once in a while without having mascara goop run down my cheeks. Plus on humid days makeup just makes you feel sticky. Like you smeared jam all over your face in the morning. Yuck.

3. NO STRESSFUL/FRUSTRATING TASKS.
For example: rearranging patio funriture, making an important phone call, job hunting. And those tasks that seem so easy when you decide to take them on yourself and then end up wanting to kill yourself when you realize it's harder than you thought but don't want to look like a fool and ask for help (like putting the chain back on a bike, it looked so easyyyy). Heat amplifies stress. It's a fact.

FINALLY starting Beach Thurs tomorrow and I cannot wait. It's gonna be a steamy day. The best days at the beach are the really hot ones because then going into the lake feels oh so nice. The last two times I've gone I only stuck a toe in. Can't wait to dive in.

In other news, I bought the Lauren Conrad book. I promised to let Maggie read it first, but I snuck it and read the first two chapters. I'm not terribly impressed, but I'm interested enough to keep reading. So we'll see.

TSUNAMI!

Most of my closest friends know about my tsunami dreams, which I have WAY too often. Last night was my weirdest one ever.

Usually I'm just watching a tidal wave happen and trying to figure out what to do. But in this one, I was actually in the ocean...

At first I was just diving with my brother, but in this odd sectioned off portion of the ocean. Kind of like an underwater aquarium but all the fish were on the outside while I was watching them from the inside. And the fish on the outside were terrifying! They were huge and spiny and ugly had had big teeth. Like the scary fish from Finding Nemo with the light on its head, but the size of a whale.
Then the ocean started to get violent and wavy as I was still diving. So I surfaced with my brother and asked him what he thinks we should do. While we're talking and still in the water, the ocean started rising and the waves got bigger. So we swam towards these cliffs that were near by. The ocean had risen so much that we were at the top of the cliff. There we met up with the Jamaican guy from Futurama. (Seriously, I have no idea..) He was building a tent and told us we can take shelter in it with him. My brother said ok and began helping him. But I told them that itwas a bad idea to just get in the tent since the ocean was still rising and we could see a huge tidal wave in the distance. So I tried to convince them to keep moving to try and find a safer place. Then the tidal wave crashed down on us and it was really painful, I really felt like a giant wave of water had just fallen on me.
This was the first of my dreams where the water actually reached me. The wierdest part is that I never panic of freak out during my dreams, even this one. I was calm the whole way through. I only ever feel scared once I wake up.
I have no idea why I get these dreams. I wouldn't exactly call them nightmares since I'm never terrified in them. And I don't think these will ever stop me from visiting the ocean or scuba diving or anything else that I may want to do. I've also never been to the ocean so it's not like I had some experience that brought these on...

It's really funny because I love a good scare, like a movie or a ghost story, but a little wave (and not even a real one!) I can't handle.

jcp yo

I have never been more mad and disgusted at work in my whole life as I was today. Sure I've had my moments where I felt like punching a customer in the face, but today I really had to stop myself.

Occasionally we go through a "code adam" at jcp, where they announce a lost child and give out their discription ect and we have to go through our departments and look for him/her. (This law for a "code adam" was actually pushed through congress by John Walsh, the host of America's Most Wanted. It's named for his son who was kidnapped from a department store and killed. It's a really cool/tragic story actually. There's your fact of the day!) Whenever this happens, I always get really nervous and scared for the poor kid. My stomach goes in knots and I do all I can to try to find them. Usually we find them within 2 minutes, any longer and I really start to freak out. God, and you should see the mothers who lost their kids. Most of the time they're hysterical and running throughout the store searching. My heart goes on to them really, you can just see that they feel so guilty and already truly terrified.

Keep that in mind. Here's why I was so pissed.

Every once in a while we get a kid, usually about 10-11 years old, who wandered away from their parents and ask us to page their mom/dad. Today, a FOUR YEAR OLD came up to a register and asked for someone to call his mom. We made the announcement like 4 or 5 times. My heart bled for the little boy. I honestly thought he was abandoned by his parents and my stomach hurt so badly. UGH, it was awful. Finally the mother turned up. Later my manager told us that she was seen on another level of the store, CONTINUING TO SHOP WHILE WE CALLED HER NAME OVER AND OVER. Seriously?! So this lady didn't see her 4 year old anywhere near her, heard her name announced again and again, and decided to just browse some more. I guess she figured he was safe with our manager and decided to use that as a free babysitter so she could continue looking at stuff. Did I mention this was after the store had closed for the night? So not only was this lady keeping us all there cuz she wasn't done shopping, she was also neglecting her child at the same time! While we were closing our registers, this lady and her son walked past us on their way out and I had to stop myself from jumping her. If you are that irresponsible, do your kid a favor and hand him over to someone who cares. So many parents who actually keep an eye on their kid have them kidnapped and never see them again. This lady was extremely lucky. How would she have felt if someone snatched her son away and murdered him while she just shopped around. I hope to God for that little boy's sake that this was an isolated incident. UGH bad parents just make me sick.

An FML Two Years Running

About TWO FREAKIN YEARS AGO I bought this bathing suit top that I am still absolutely in love with. It was on clearance all on its lonesome, without a matching bottom. But I loved it so much I thought it was worth hunting for matching bottoms. The top is a shade of turqoise and has some white in it so i figured it would be easy to find something white or turquiose to go with it.

WRONG. Oh so wrong...

No where online could i find a plain white bathingsuit bottom. I fianlly did and it was too big so I had to return it.

Today I got a good deal on a white and turquoise bottom that fit like a dream PLUS actually looked good on. I didn't have the top with me in the store but it looked right. I decided even of it was a little off, no one would notice anyways.
When I got home I held them up to each other and was severely dissapointed. It was a lot more than a little off. Then I decided to try them on, I was thinking it would be less noticable if the two were further apart/seperated by my stomach. I spent a good 20 minutes in my bathroom trying to decide if I was satisfied. I needed a second opinion more than I ever have in my life, but no one was around.
My sister finally got home and when I asked her, she very gently told me the top and bottom look awful together and do not match at all. I told her I actually really like the bottoms...
So she suggested I keep them and loook for a top to match them. FML

ps I don't care how trivial this story is. It's summer, I have nothing better to do but write about my silly obsessions.
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