After leaving the office, I went over to the DMV to finally get my MO drivers license. The urgency came from noticing that my Wisconsin license was going to expire on my birthday Sat 10/8. And I’ve kinda been “illegal” the past few years – I lived in North Dakota AFTER Wisconsin and technically Illinois too. I was concerned about getting my picture taken for the license – its something you will have to use for SEVERAL years. We joked that I could take a beauty squad with me and amp up the whole experience – but it wasn’t needed because real life was waaay better.
I had been to this DMV before (near Olive and Fee Fee) and they were never “busy” – until the morning that I go. There were several people waiting and the workers behind the counters already looked like they were in no mood. I got called up to the counter of a young girl who looked like she didn’t brush her hair or change out of her pajamas – that’s cool though because she was nice-ish. She asked me every question twice – “have you had a Missouri license before”, “ever had your license suspended’ which was disconcerting… I don’t know about you – but I always feel like I am going to do something to “get in trouble” at any place government or that’s official. (and technically – I’ve been illegal with my out of state license for the past couple of years)
She went thru my paperwork and started a conversation about how she hates the “elderly abuse” she witnesses and the discrimination of “people who don’t speak English well” . Mostly due to the fact that there was an extremely Asian old lady in the counter next to ours trying to get her stuff in order. She was very concerned she was doing something wrong but she was all good – and super funny.
When it came time for me to take my pic, I didn’t dare do anything crazy infront of pajama girl. I took my first pic and by the time I walked back over to her counter – PJ chick said “mmm nnnnmm, no good. You’re gonna hafta do that ageain.” My pic was soo bad SHE wanted me to retake it.
I walked back over – replaying the timing between the click and the flash praying that I get this one right.
As soon as I got ready and smiled, I heard the click but before the flash – the Asian lady yells out “beautiful” in her thick accent. Of course I lost my cool.
PJ girl did too – she said that she thought my pic was cute and she started clicking away. I’m sure I look like I was having a seizure.
I ran thru the apartment, took care of Gia and then headed over to Bandanas for the Officer Benefit.
The turn out was incredible and soo neat and soo sad at the same time.
After a couple hours, I grabbed some takeout and headed home to check on the dog.
BTW – I got several complements on the shade of lipstick that Bryce bought for the clown bit.
I wanted to be with my family on Saturday – but it wasn’t going to happen. I had an event and my little sister Nicole had homecoming.
Now that there are fewer at home, it seems mom is enjoying the process of these events. Imagine the stress of getting 4 highschool girls ready for homecoming at the same time in the same house.
Now with Nicole, mom took her for a hair “test drive” the day before. I’m a little jealous.
Only because of my freshmen homecoming experience. My freshmen year I was going to 2 homecomings. My own at Saint T and a softball friend’s brother’s a couple towns away. The morning of my homecoming, I had a cross country meet out of town. I got home (to my mom’s my parents had split by now) and crashed out in bed, still in my cross country uniform.
My mom was mad at me because my dad was allowing me to go to the other homecoming and she didn’t want me to – so she wasn’t talking to me that day.
I woke up to my date, Ryan Davis, shaking me awake in his homecoming gorgeousness.
I was dirty, I hadn’t showered, and I literally had mud caked on the insides of my calves – I needed to do my hair and figure out how to apply sticky boobs (for the first time in my first backless dress). Luckily Ryan brought his sister and she tried to help me in my bathroom… I was too sweaty and panicked. We couldn’t be late because we were meeting 5 other couples at the club for dinner.
Needless to say, my hair was awful, my boobs were lop-sided and one kept coming unstuck….. Memories.
I got up and ready to go to the Alz Walk where Brando was and then realized that I would be about ½ hour late. I thought it started later than it did. Whoops – Instead I went to the store and took Gia thru Petco.
Then I had class in Caseyville at 130.
I had an event in Soulard at the Darkness. The AE showed up with a pretty bottle of champs for me because she realized it was my birthday. Super sweet – totally unnecessary – and shows the class of people we work with.
Talking to people at the event: they looove CBR, many freaked out when they realized that I was Ricki – such a strange experience and I love that they want to hug me almost immediately. I’m glad people are liking the show
One lady remarked that I didn’t look like she thought I would.
She wouldn’t tell me what she thought I would look like so maybe I don’t want to know. She did remark that I was way smaller that she thought I would be.
The guys and gals that walk around and scare people while they wait in line crack me up. Over the years, I’ve learned that if you act cool they wont mess with you. This guy came over with a bloody pig face that was super scary – then he started dancing to a song we were playing. He cracked me up and came over to be on my snapchat. I remarked how good he smelled. Now that’s something a nasty bloody scary Pig that smelled
I’m beginning to wonder if the house that I applied for is a scam. The lady has not contacted me since I saw the place and turned my paperwork in.
Something told me NOT to email her my paystubs. I felt I could show her them in person (they need proof of income) the ones I printed from ADP had too much info on it for me to feel comfortable sending.
I talked to my sister Caty and my mom a lot this weekend. They were together at Mom’s. We were talking about me getting older, how busy I am and how I should probably make time for guy – because I might end up regretting it. I hadn’t really been feeling good for a couple days and this made me feel worse. I guess it is about that time.
I got a new coffee creamer that may overtake the pumpkin spice thing – its called Spiced latte by coffeemate and it is delicious. Think of a chai tea, mixed with gingerbread and cinnamon.
I love MODOT – I passed a sign over the weekend that said “That seat belt looks good on you “