It's like Madonna, or Cher...or Jesus

I am a busy bee. I can't help it, I'm important. So Saturday was the third annual Pardon Fashion Show. I had one piece in the show, and it was ballin', of COURSE.
So at tech rehearsal Eli.nik (model of the year) was checking her phone and I thought it was adorable, like, oh hey, I'm just checkin my phone in my runway outfit. So as I was taking a picture harry.potter's ass was being her biggest fan in the background. This led to glory as well.

Harry.potter's ass also had to tie a model's shoe, which meant she had to crawl under said model's skirt.

The show went extremely well, and I looked fantastic, per usual. Eli.nik did amazing, even though she had to stop on the runway for some other girls doing choreography. She handled it really well and it looked smooth as BUTTAH!

I had a sticker on the bottom of my BALLIN' wrapped wedges, so this lad helped me out major. I kept yelling at him to shine my shoes, and as he finished the first one I asked if there was anything on the bottom of the other one, which there was.

My parents came to visit, while at WalMart we wandered around a corner to find my dad with this bear

Mother wanted to borrow m.cass's gloves.

I got a classy Dirty Stripper Martini. MY FAVE!!

When m.cass and I got home from Martini Time, I found this change strategically placed under my door. I was terrified and assumed it had to be my gnome. I found out later it was j.lou being bored.

Sunday night I picked up a slightly wobbly furniture.man from the bar (post-hockey-loss-celebration). He was absolutely thrilled to learn about knitting machines, or PIANOS, as he thought it looked like a piano.

Also, I GOT A RAISE!!!! Boss got real legit and wrote down the number on a slip of paper and slid it across the desk at me.