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What were you doing 10 years ago?

I had just moved to Covington, was working downtown Cincinnati. Hadn't yet discovered Wildflour, even though it was in my backyard. I thought it was a museum. Working out way too much. Single.

Five things on my to do list:

Be the world's greatest mother
Graduate in two years at the top of my class
Get rid of all the crap I don't need
Read more. ha ha ha ha ha
Memorize all my friends and family members' birthdays and send them cards

What snacks do you like?
M&Ms When I'm finished nursing baby, I will make myself sick on peanut M&Ms
Wheat free Dairy free Newman Os. Damn you, Paul Newman!!!!
Chips and salsa
Toast

What would you do if you were a billionaire?

Buy a 40 cm orange Hermes Birkin, dammit! And one for all my friends who like bags. Don't go acting like you like bags now just because I said I'd buy you one. You know who you are.

Three bad habits
Looking stuff up nonstop on the Internet
Swearing
I'm a total slob

Five places you have lived

Independence, KY
Lexington, KY
Covington, KY
Cincinnati, OH
Brooklyn, NY

Five jobs you've had
Sales assistant at a tuxedo shop
Cashier at Bob Evans God, I sucked at that.
Arena football cheerleader
Coffee girl/server at Wildflour Bakery
Massage therapist

How did you name your blog?
I have my degree in journalism, so it's a little take on that aspect of interviewing, though I'm always the subject. It used to be absurditiesofsomepeople but that got on my nerves so I changed it, which reminds me of the guy I dated who broke up with me because I couldn't make decisions. I'd roundhouse kick him into next week if he hadn't enlightened me to an aspect of myself I'd never noticed.

At this point I am supposed to tag someone else. Kara.

What's the What?

When radiator fluid leaks it smells like maple syrup and sprays all over the hood of your car and on your windshield. Or maybe that was maple syrup.

Baby loves to freak people out by waving and yelling HI at them if they seem to be ignoring her. If they look disinterested, she'll wave with both hands. Not a flappy mess. A full-on princess wave. Practice makes perfect.

Public restroom "Soap Lotion" is the bisexual of hand cleansers. Just pick one, dammit. Are you a Soap? Or are you a Lotion? Why must you waffle? And smell like urinal mints?

Baby had her first French fry today. And then she had her second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh. Just little bits of fries. She thought they were you know...whatever.

She also charmed a bartender and got him to honk the choo-choo's horn for her without even having to ask. I didn't try to place wagers on whether or not she can touch her shirt with her Gene Simmons tongue. I hate taking money from sore losers.

She slept in her stroller for the entire third consignment shop spree. She looked pretty ticked off when she woke up so she bought a onesie and a pair of jeans to make herself feel better.

That's last shop had a bunch of stairs and I couldn't help but comment on how no one in a wheel chair would be able to shop in their store. Rude. And they charged $50 for the cutest skirt I've ever tried on in my life. Ruder.

I had pretzels and bing cherries for dinner. And sparkling water. I'm fancy.