This granola I’m eating, it tastes pretty good, but some of it looks like straight up birdseed. It’s the Kind oat and honey granola. 2 points for 2 tablespoons (I’m estimating).
Despite a lack of sleep, it was a pretty good day. I made goal with time to spare, so I got my lines done, as well. I forgot to take a picture of the parts. I don’t know if I’m allowed to take pictures in there, anyway.
Sherrie is putting my name in to replace her on the safety committee. She asked me if I’d be interested, so I said, “Uhh, sure.” I figure it will look good on my resume and I might get to meet some new people. Cus, you know, meeting new people is my favorite thing. Lol I’m just being fresh. I don’t mind.
Speaking of introverts, Ray hasn’t been around at all the last week or so. I mean, I haven’t seen him once! It’s like he’s disappeared. That’s too bad. I knew it would happen eventually, because he’s not really a handler; he’s a supervisor. But he was really good at bringing us stuff. He was faster than anyone else, and super stealthy. Sometimes there’d be no boxes, I’d look away for what seemed like a second, look back, and then, magically, there they were. “Ooh, Christmas came early this year!” I’d say.
He was the Box Ghost. I’d say Box Fairy, like the Tooth Fairy, but I bet he wouldn’t like that, being a man and all.
My mom told me the secret of Santa (that there was none) when I was seven. She thought I knew, but I didn’t. I still believed. I was devastated.
“What about the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy?” I said.
“Oh, um, yeah, they’re still real.” She said.
I guess she also told her younger sister, my aunt, that there was no Santa, and she didn’t know, either. Really, Ma? Why you gotta spoil it for everyone? Oh, well. Water under the bridge, as they say.