After the party was over, Jacob waited until Brigham and I were busy getting kids out the door and then grabbed a big handful of cake. From the trail of cake crumbs and frosting, we gathered that he ran across the living room with it, stopped and wiped a hand on the couch, and we found him licking crumbs off of his hand while sitting on the Love Sac. Unfortunately, it was decorator's icing-- meaning it was half butter and shortning. What a mess! You'd think he hadn't almost thrown up from eating too much cake only a half an hour before!
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Today, I go get tested for drugs with them, tell my Macey's manager that I'm going part time, and try to figure out my work schedule with two jobs that are on polar opposites of the working day.
Way to go Brett!
I plan on going full time at the hospital ASAP. I really have no strong (or weak) desire to keep attachments with Macey's.
I had to go get drug tested this morning, and have my arm stabbed three times for blood samples, and shots. Tetanus shots hurt, by the way.
Actually, I almost bought a poppyseed muffin yesterday, which is really abnormal for me. I decided against it, and realized later that it's a good thing I did.