Yesterday, after driving two hours to The Agency, I was informed they only needed my help for an hour and a half.

I was ticked.

Rather than spend the rest of the day aimlessly wandering around upper Delaware, I dragged myself home and invested in a few good hours of sleep.

Then, I was off to the beauty pageant to watch Pageant Barbie give away her 2004 title.

Two beauty events in one day. I would like to say it didn't effect me, but, I must be dreadfully honest and admit one model/blonde moment I had yesterday.

In the TWO HOUR drive up to the agency, I was happily driving along, talking on my phone and eating my breakfast. (Very bad of me I know, I actually ATE!) When I drive, I tend to forget that people can actually see in my car and see ME. Singing, eating, or whatever else I feel so led of God at the moment to do.

As I was eating my most delicious breakfast, I realized I had NO NAPKINS in the car. None. Zilch. Nada.

Not wanting to get my sticky fingers on my clothes/upholstry/hair I was carefully licking them. Disgusting, I know, but please bear in mind that I was completely forgetful that people can see in my car. Until, I glanced over in the left lane to see that my finger-licking was to the delight of a TRUCKFUL of construction workers. Not just one, or two, but what seemed like fifty. Demonstrating their enjoyment, nonetheless, by making obscene gestures.


It was a long two hour drive.