there, in the trashcan. it had her kisses all over it. ruby red and warm. i wonder if she wore high heels, and a power suit. maybe a skirt. a power one. whoever it was, most ladies that wear that much lipstick wear suits of power. at least that is what i presume.
i wear flats. and never lipstick. except maybe once or twice for a special occasion. but even then, i did not enjoy it as that lid did. and i will most certainly never own a power suit. the only suit i will own is an awesome suit, if they even existed.
sauerkraut is a very unpleasant thing to eat. yesterday, i got a rueben sandwich and it was covered in sauerkraut. i forgot to ask the chef to leave it off. this is unfortunate, because even if i take it all off, my sandwich will still taste like the remnants of sauerkraut. gross.
i wonder if crossing your legs really does cause spider veins. if so, i may end up having some highly decorated ones. all day i sit here, switching back and forth. one leg on top of the other. after a while, they start to ache. i think i'll start working standing up. perhaps i'll throw in a couple laps around the office sporadically as well, just to keep the blood flowing. can't have spiders making their home in me.
my mom always taught me that a real woman must always 'have her lips on'. one time, on take your daughter to work day, my mom and sister and i spent the day removing wallpaper from the living room wall. but before we started, my mom made us put our lips on. she said that even if your at home by yourself doing woman things, you still have to put them on. she wore bright red. if you knew my mom, this color makes a lot of sense. my sister wore it too, for similar reasons. i wore dark maroon. i would have worn nothing, but with a bright red mom and a bright red sister i knew that wasn't possible. i suppose i might have worn a pale rose if it were available, but something that subtle just wasn't mom. she leaves her mark on most everything. bright red. bright red and loud.
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