THIRTY-SEVEN

Angry stuck.

2014 week thirty-seven

Vera gets stuck in things.

Happy Stuck.

Angry Stuck

Happy Stuck

Stuck in this conversation

Very proud that she crawled into this planter and then got stuck, so she peeled off some bark and tried to eat it. I guess she figured all hope was lost and she had better learn to live off the 2'x2'  land. 

On Monday night last we decided to take our FHE to the mall and get a candle! This does not sound like fun, I understand, but we enjoyed it. V got to run the entire length of the mall and go up and down escalators and get a spank on the legs for not coming when she was called repeatedly. I'll cross that off in case you want to judge me then you can pretend it's not there! We decided to splurge on a fancy Yankee Candle hoping that it would give off more scent than the crappy dollar store ones. Why don't things that cost a dollar work as well as things that cost $30? Well, let me tell you, that Yankee Candle store sure knows how to pick employees. I'm always wary of small stores that don't get a lot of foot traffic because I'm not interested in being hounded until I buy something and then leave. We walk in and in a very serious tone, the employee asks us what we're looking for, almost but not quite as if we came into his house and he's being extremely polite but wants us to leave. I roll my eyes (inwardly, I hope) and say we're looking for a new candle and we're just going to smell around for a bit until we find one we like. I hope that will shake him off and he can go back to tweeting about impossible customers behind the counter. No. "Well what kind of scent are you looking for?" I don't know, one that smells nice. "Fresh, floral, fruity, festive, or food." I tried to lighten the gravity of his tone by asking if there were any other "f" adjectives. "No. Those are the 5 f's of scent, ma'am." It went on pretty much the same for the next 30 minutes as I'm trying to sniff as many candles as I can while not letting V knock anything over. He did not laugh at any of my jokes. He did laugh at  all of Matthew's jokes, but was not pleased when Matthew told him that the candle he said was his favorite smelled like Bath and Body Works to us. This man, however, truly loved his job. He would uncap candles with a flourish and wave them under our noses and go on at length about the right type of smell for each room. And in the end he gave us one candle for free so that was pretty cool, but he was so weird. He really loved his job a little too much. Also he looked like he probably had a sword collection at home. I'm sure it hangs on the wall over all of his favorite Yankee Candles.