I am so sore today from 8 hours of work last night. My arms hurt from carrying pitchers and kegs, my head hurts from the noise, and my hands are very green from the dye. I'm trying to rest up and heal because today I'm scheduled for an even longer shift today and one just as long tomorrow. This is not my most favorite schedule ever.
Yesterday, I got 2 packages in the mail, both from my mother. One was Wolferman's, so now I have 72 mini English muffins in my freezer and the other was my Easter basket- full of chocolate with almonds, some makeup samples, a shirt, and a frog puppet that sings with you move its mouth. Well, it doesn't so much sing as croak, and you have to provide the rhythm.