Oops I did it again...

Well, it appears that I am in fine form this week. Today, I left for work with no pants on. I thought I was wearing a dress. I wish I could say I was exaggerating, but I'm not. I bought a new "dress" recently. I knew I would need to wear it with tights, but it was REALLY cute. The girl at the store offered to sell me the leggings that went well with the outfit, but I said no. (This might be where paying attention to a salesperson might come in handy.) So I left with my new dress. And today, I decided to wear my new "dress." I got dressed and left for work. And you know how sometimes you have a bad feeling? I had a bad feeling I did not look right. My "dress" felt a little short. And I still had the receipt in my purse, so while I was driving I looked at it. Well, I was wearing a tunic and tights. And knee high black boots. Mmmm hmmmm. And I'm already in the car and I was working out of town again. So I stopped into Target to buy a pair of leggings to wear for the day. Amazingly enough I got a compliment on my outfit from two people. Little do they know I started the day pant less and clueless.
Looking forward to the weekend and the much needed facial I have scheduled at Aveda!

How NOT to conduct a job interview...

True story.

I have been out of town A LOT lately for work. And at one of my sites, we have been interviewing for a new employee. So, as I interview I always try to remember that as much as I am interviewing them, they are interviewing me as well.

*Is this a person I would want to work for?

*Is this someone I can respect? Trust them for leadership?

*Does this person set the standard for this company?

Well, I had an interview first thing Monday morning, and it is about an hour drive to get to the site I was interviewing at. I got there about a half an hour before the scheduled interview, allowing myself enough time to look over their resume and other paperwork. The person interviewing was a little ahead of schedule. Better to be early than late. Well, I needed to use the restroom after my drive, so I introduced myself to the candidate, shook their hand and let them know I would be with them in a minute.

I then proceeded to go to the restroom, which is off of a hallway in our building. After I came out, I realized I had locked myself into the hallway in the back of the building. I was not about to knock to get let back in. No way, no how. I opted to go out the back door of the building, walk around and let myself back in the front door where the applicant was sitting. Well, there are a bunch of windows and everyone saw what I had done. Great. So much for my good game face.

Sweet corn and black raspberry...

If you are even thinking "Katie, you've lost your marbles" I can tell you that yes, quite possibly I have but not in the ice cream arena. Oh no, I KNOW my ice cream. Hello, my first three jobs were Baskin Robbins, Bresslers Ice Cream and TCBY...

My love of Jeni's Ice Cream began during the great shopping with drawl of 2009. (Otherwise known as Lent.) In my desperation to shop, I rationalized that ice cream shopping was different than clothes shopping. It was love at first taste. And I haven't looked back.

Today I CRAVING Jeni's. To the point where I put dinner (cornish game hens, yum) in the oven and drove over.

And all I can say is that I found the ice cream that offers more bounce to the ounce. It is the yin to my yang. This ice cream could give a lonely girl something to look forward to on a Friday night.

Sweet corn and black raspberry.

I dare you to doubt me. If you live in Columbus, I dare you to try it. Just leave some for me. But you'd better hurry up, this is a seasonal flavor and won't be around for long.

More bookmobile books...

I have three more books I'm adding to my "lending library." If you want to read any of these, just let me know.

The Senator's Wife by Sue Miller

Change of Heart by Jodi Piccoult

and lastly, the book I can not believe I bought in April and waited until this week to read:

A Reliable Wife by Robert Goolrick. I can't say enough good things about this book. It was a truly enjoyable read.

Either post a comment or email me at ktlangmeyer@yahoo.com if you'd like to read any of these.

Dinner made easy!

Thank you Super Suppers! I am always, always thankful for an easy recipe or simple way to feed my family. If you've never been to Super Suppers, this is the way to go! You can either go pick up a pre-made ready to go meal (all you need to do is heat it) or you can go and "assemble" a meal (or several) from the current menu offerings. Trust me, I've done the cost analysis on this and by the time I buy the ingredients, plus spend my time chopping and measuring everything out you come out ahead. And, the menu offerings are not items I would know how to make on my own anyway. So, whats for supper tonight at my house? Ravioli Ole! Yum!

Fact versus fiction...

Fact- I went to see the premier of the movie Fame tonight with my friend Trinette. It was AWESOME.
Fact- My trip to DC this weekend is not going to happen.
Fiction- My friendship with Judy Blume I was going to pursue in DC is never going to happen.
Fact- My Loubie is still MIA.
Fact- Yes, I blogged about wondering if it was acceptable to chop off one foot so I could still wear the remaining shoe.
Fact- I did not, nor am I planning on really chopping my foot off. For real. So, to the person who searched "How much does a foot weigh" and wound up on my blog I want you to know that I do not advocate chopping a foot off. Really, if you lost your shoe like I did, maybe we could swap the remaining shoes and each have a pair?
Fiction- My chances at finding my own Fame on "So You Think You Can Dance."

*So really, like many bloggers I have "Blog Patrol" that tells me random search words and phrases that people used to find my blog. "How much does a foot weigh" was typed in and landed some poor random person on my blog. Again, I beg of you, if you have lost a shoe and are considering chopping off the other foot, don't do it. Instead, go to endless.com and pick out a new pair. It's much easier, and depending on your health care plan much cheaper in the long run. Provided you can still run after chopping off a foot. But that is an entirely different post...

Flashback to the 80's...

As mentioned, going back home to Indiana is always fun for me. I know my trips there are work related but I try to get a little extra out of them. On this trip I got EXTRA lucky- I got to see two friends from high school, Matt and Wendy. I have not seen these two since 1989! Crazy, right? And yet I had absolutely no problem walking up and recognizing them sitting in a crowded restaurant. You would think after 20 years we would look so different but really, I don't see that any of us has aged drastically. Whew! We graduated in a class with hundreds of people, and we kind of all moved in our own different circles, which came together in their own ways. In high school, Wendy was a cheerleader, I was a journalism buff and Matt was more creative. (I may be crazy, but I think Matt was in swing choir with me at one point, but he can correct me if I'm wrong.) What is interesting to me is that as we are adults, the old barriers are down. No more crazy "high school esteem" or "peer" groups apply. We just sat around, had a few drinks and had a blast. Wendy was telling us how when she is able to run 10 miles, she feels really good. I mentioned that when I get my Volvo to drive 10 miles I feel pretty accomplished as well. Matt is learning to become a stronger runner with Wendy as his trainer. Pretty bummed that I didn't get a picture of our mini reunion, but really, I think we all look the same. Fresh faced and ready to face the world! And ready for our 20 year class reunion in a few months. (A pony keg for the hotel rooms has already been mentioned. Hmmm... I think we are going to rock Fort Wayne once again, kickin' it old school.)
Cheers Matt and Wendy! Looking forward to many more memories together! And a very special thank you to facebook for helping so many old friends reconnect!
*Edited to add- Kimberly, I'm sorry I didn't get to catch up with you. My goal was to be there Sunday by dinner time which turned in to Sunday at bedtime and we had work functions for lunch both days I was there. We may just have to plan another girls trip instead... Heck, I didn't even have a chance to pick up my new ball cap while I was there!
Also, it appears I was correct. Matt and I were in swing choir together. Ahhh, the sweet sounds of Lionel Richie being sung by a bunch of pre-pubescent kids from Indiana.

Indiana bound!

I'm headed to Indianapolis for work for a few days. And I have to tell you, I get so excited when this happens because anytime I am in Indiana, it feels like home. I have not lived in Indiana for about 18 years now, but it still feels great to be there! I'm even considering buying a new ballcap while I'm there. The old one (that got me kicked out of the roller rink) is a bit on the rough side and most likely should be replaced. Hmmm... we'll see. And after I wrap up this whirlwind week of travel (Hello, DC! I'll be there next weekend!) I might want to consider doing something about my arms. OK, and maybe the rest of me. Wow am I looking quite beefy. Good thing ball caps fit all sizes!

And just in case you're wondering, three of my all time favorite Hoosiers are...

Kimberly at Fab Finds Under 50, John Mellencamp and Bobby Knight. And those are in no particular order.

Happy Monday!

Oh yeah- My outfit is 100% Talbots. 'Cause I'm racy like that.

What I learned in kindergarten...

Not sure if I've talked about this one too much, but we decided to enroll Caroline in Catholic school for kindergarten. I wish I could say this was based on a religious choice, but it was made on a practical decision. (We just happen to be Catholic and therefore qualify for the "Catholic" rate on tuition.) In our area, kindergarten is a half day program, which really is about 2 hours per day. As a working mother, that means I still need to pay a daycare almost $200 per week to watch my child after school. No way Jose! (Nothing personal to any of the Jose's of the world) At the Catholic school, she can go all day and get a very good educational as well as early religious experience. IE: They take her to church so we don't have to! Well, one of the "perks" is the Catholic Times which comes out weekly. And as we all know, I am a reader and will subject my eyes to just about anything in print offered to me. So as I was perusing the Catholic Times, I learned the following:
Why do some churches offer Saturday night mass?
*For those of you like me, it appears this is not really a "sinners mass" for those people who will be too drunk or hungover to get there Sunday morning.
Answer:
Jewish tradition believes the celebration begins Saturday evening. Following this practice, the church allows solemn liturgical celebrations to begin after 4 p.m. on Saturday. This allows you to fulfill your obligation for Sunday mass on Saturday evening as they are all part of the same celebration.
Interesting. And here I thought it was because people are still doing the walk of shame home on Sunday morning after Saturday night. I guess you really do learn something new every day.

Dear God, It's me, Katie...

So, I have a bad feeling that this is not what I am supposed to be praying for, but I can't help it.

Look, just look at this GORGEOUS Carolina Herrera dress. I got a gift card in the mail from Saks, (Thank you Saks) and of course I got busy on their website thinking about all of the lovely things I would enjoy. The only problem is that the magic card for $50 off a $150 or more purchase doesn't quite cover the cost of "the magic dress." Because I am pretty sure that dress is magical. How could something so beautiful not be??? And as long as I am going to wear such a gorgeous dress, I should be well heeled as well, correct? Enter Gucci. But, a girl can not go without a fabulous handbag, so as long as I'm at it, I might as well pick up the Fendi Suede Peekaboo tote and wrap things up with the Wendy Brandes Siobhan Perma Stacked Stacking Ring.

Gee. That was the fastest $9.815.00 I've ever spent. Guess I'd better get the prayer chain going.

Happy Friday all!

Signs you need to get a life...

1) You think going to the National Book Festival sounds SO FUN!
2) You spend weeks researching hotels, places to eat, and authors
3) You call the toll free number to make sure you have your details right so you don't miss any of the fun.
4) You print out the map of the festival and start hi-liting it according to where you need to be at what times to get your books signed and hear your authors speak.

I'm not even joking. Tomorrow I will feature my final selections detailing my plans to meet and greet all of the authors I admire. Hint to Judy Blume: Here I come.....

T.G.I.Wednesday...

For real. How glad am I that it's Wednesday? Two more days left in the work week, and then a slight break.

Here's a quick re-cap of the "Has happened" and the "What will happen"

• Monday birthday- Thank you to all bloggy pals and facebook friends for the nice birthday wishes and greetings. Feeling like a Debbie Downer for answering people kind enough to ask how the day was in the following fashion: "It was fine. You know, there is no real glory or excitement in turning 38. Talk to me at 40 or 50, or ask me about 21." Maybe I should have been more gracious and said it was awesome. Hmmmm..... Well, a birthday is a birthday so again, thank you all for the kindness.


• Melrose Place- Week Two. I enjoyed it just as much as last week. Really, I'm check it out.


• It's picture week at school. Every day Caroline tries to talk me into wearing her new dress she picked out. Thankfully picture day is tomorrow and she can finally wear the dress.


• Got invited by my friend Trinette to the premier of the movie Fame next week. Again, general excitement in my world. I've been looking forward to the movie as I loved the tv show. I did threaten to wear a leotard and leg warmers. And you gotta love Trinette, because I know she wouldn't even bat an eye if I did.


• Leaving for Indianapolis for work on Sunday. And if you've followed the saga/woes/drama of my Volvo, you'll know that it has no working stereo. Now, I'm actually getting used to driving around in the sounds of silence but the concern is poor Heidi who is driving with me. Oh man does she have another thing coming. Three hours in the Volvo. (Insert evil laugh sound...)


• And a week from Friday, the icing on the proverbial cake: The National Book Festival in DC. For real, do you KNOW how excited I am? If you are at all curious as to what I will be doing this weekend I will be printing out the map of the festival and marking down the authors I want to see/meet along with their time tables so I can fit it all in. Yeah. 'Cause that's how I roll...


• Lastly- How pretty is Tessa. A chip off the old block.

Rounding out year 37, and an evening with Bradley Cooper

No diggity, no doubt. Word on the street is that it's time for me to turn another year on the calendar of my life. I've got to say, I don't feel it. I'm pretty sure if I'm turning 38 I shouldn't be torn between going old school listening to Rappers Delight or debating the merits of my new fave hottie Pitbull. So either the calendar is incorrect, or I'm slow to mature, just like my garden this year.

What am I hoping for in my 38th year?

Hmmm....

The chance to see Black Eyed Peas in person

Great books to read

For Tessa to get some AWESOME scholarships

For Caroline to learn to read so she can truly appreciate how fun reading is

To get a book signed by Judy Blume

To lose 10 pounds without even trying (A girl can dream, can't she?)



On to my evening with Bradley Cooper. Two words. Hot. Tee. I guess I should come clean and mention that it was really an evening with my friend Sara. Bradley was just along for the ride. I can't get enough of that guy. But as much as I'd like to talk about Bradley, I'd like to talk about All About Steve. His new flick with Sandra Bullock. Who plays Mary Horowitz. Who could quite possibly be me. Mary is a girl who is maybe just a little bit... wordy. Loquacious. Exuberant. A nice Catholic Jewish girl. Is any of this sounding familiar? To a girl who spent summers at Jewish Summer Camp and was at Catholic school September-May it sure does! But what really hit home is something I've been saying to Tessa for years. Be normal. In the movie, everyone is on Mary to just be normal. In true entertainment value style, Mary perseveres and shows that it is OK to be you, whatever someone else's perception of "normal" may be.

Which leads me to my last wish of my 37th year- That Tessa continue being as comfortable being who she is as she spends her last year at home with me and into her college years. To quote/summarize the Black Eyed Peas:

I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night. Fill up my cup. Mazel tov.

Oh, and I thought I'd share the birthday love from Sephora. I got three free lippies from them, but want to share two. (I'm on lip gloss overload over here!) Post a comment if you'd like your name in the drawing and I'll send them to someone. They will go in the mail Tuesday so act fast!

Bachelor(ette) pad and a New Addition...

Whenever Brian is gone I am not even kidding you I live like a total bachelor. I do nothing. The house winds up looking like it belongs on fraternity row and I just clean it all up and shower before he gets home. This weekend was no different. I actually ran out of clean drinking glasses and moved on to wine glasses versus just washing the dishes. For real, I even drank milk from a wine glass. Lazy much?

Moving right along to the New Addition (Unfortunately not New Edition) Caroline got a new fish to replace the recently deceased Goldie. I present to you Goldie the Third. I've got to say, the new Goldie is a hyper fish. I can hear the freaking fish flipping around hitting the sides of her bowl, and I saw her give me a dirty look. Something fishy is going on here. What the halibut is it all about? Who knows. The fish cost a quarter so we won't be getting overly attached to it anyway.

Weekly wrap up...

1) Have limited myself to one Pepsi per day, and have totally nixed Iced Chai Tea Latte.
2) Have developed a raging crush on Mike Tomlin.
3) Caroline accused her goldfish Goldie of staring at her.
4) Have decided I am in love with Anastasia Lash Lifting Mascara.
5) Sat back and relaxed as Tessa completely and totally assembled Caroline's new bed on her own. Thank you Tessa! (Tessa is the go-to-girl for all things requiring assembly at our house.)
6) Watched the new Melrose Place. Actually liked it and am looking forward to next week.
7) Watched 4 episodes of Cake Boss. Hooked. Can't get enough of it. Maybe I have a crush on Buddy now too.

Happy Friday!
*Update- Goldie passed away. I swear, Caroline had nothing to do with this. We could tell she was not feeling well. RIP Goldie.

Cha-ching: The marriage bank account...

Ladies, we all know how this works. I let you do something you want to do, but something that is going to inconvenience me. Or maybe it doesn't inconvenience me, but I act as if it does. Yet you still get permission, and maybe even my blessing to do whatever this is. A night with the guys, a hall pass to not have to go to a family event, a round of golf while I do laundry. Whatever the case may be. Now, in letting you do this, you are making a deposit into the marriage bank account for me to with drawl at a later date. Such as, I want to go to the spa at your expense and need for you to come home from work to make dinner so I can get my pampering on. Or, you freely hand over the credit card for something I've been eyeballing. Now, my favorite type of marriage bank deposit is one where I don't really care about what you want to do, I just need to find a way to leverage it into what I want. Make you THINK this will be a hassle, while I have an ending goal I'm working towards. As in: You want to leave HOW early Saturday while it is MY weekend off too? (This is code for: Please get out of my hair, but if I enunciate a few special words you will think your chances are slim and agree to more of what I want just to get your way.) So, today my husband approached me. It was expected, so my wheels have already been turning. Trust me, I know how this works. It's like a little dance we do, only without the music. Brian is planning on going to his buddy's lake cottage Saturday for the Ohio State/USC game. And he approached me with the famous line "Well, did we talk about my leaving on Friday?" No Brian, we did not. (Although I could smell this coming two weeks ago, just like I can smell what the Rock is cookin') The thing is, I have plans Friday. I do. Dinner and a movie with a friend. I am always willing to negotiate however. I offered up money for dinner, movie, babysitter and a facial and we would have a deal. When he hesitated I knew the gig was up. He hasn't even talked to his buddies. He was only trying to gauge what it was going to cost him before he approached them about bumping the weekend up by a day. Little stinker. That's going to cost him...

How do you handle your marriage bank account? Every relationship has one!

Weekend wrap up and a winner too!

So, Friday night was my friend Brittney's "ladies night" in lieu of a traditional baby shower. As a surprise to Brittney we took her out of town for the night. We spent the night in Beavercreek, a suburb of Dayton. There is a great shopping center there called The Greene where we were able to eat, shop and see a movie. We were staying at the site I oversee there, so it was fun having the place to ourselves for the night. We got back around midnight, only to discover that we needed toilet paper. I made a quick run and came back. Upon my arrival, the girls (5 of them) informed me that we had no running water. And we have a total of six girls, two of which are verrrry preggo. So I called emergency maintenance thinking we could walk through this on the phone. No dice. After following the instructions given to me, water came flying (not exaggerating) out of the washer hookup and hit the wall. (It was a straight shot) The poor guy ended up coming out, around 1 a.m. It was quickly determined that there would be no running water that night. Ugh. That is the closest I come to roughing it. We got to use the restroom in the clubhouse so all was well. We stayed up and chit-chatted until 4 a.m. 4 A.M. AARGH! And we had to be back in Columbus by 10 a.m. So no sleeping in. Well, I'm not going to lie. That tired me out. I stayed in my pj's until Monday at around 1 p.m. I'm not even joking. At this point, it takes me days to rally from something like that.
Watched Ohio State suck it pretty badly. Tickets for the Ohio State/USC game were going for about $1,000 prior to Saturday's game against Navy. After the game, I've seen them going for $250-$500. Ouch. I can tell you, on game day our neighborhood sees a lot of activity as we are close enough that people can park and walk to the game. I am NOT looking forward to next Saturday night as it is a night game, and the crowds are not going to be in a good mood if all goes as anticipated. My street will be loud and crowded. Great.
I'd like to say I accomplished anything this weekend, but I didn't. I did clean one bathroom, which my family is under strict instructions not to use as it looks so nice right now and I don't want it getting messed up. I also picked out a new bed for Caroline which will be here later this week.
But my biggest accomplishment of the weekend was using a random number generator to come up with a winner for my make up giveaway. I entered people one time each based on comment, link and mention on blog. And the winner was.... Christina. Email me your information Christina so I can get your prize out to you! Yippee!
Cheers to a busy week ahead for me!

Wrapping up the week with a good read...

The Day the Falls Stood Still by Cathy Marie Buchanan.

What a great book. It is the story of a young privileged girl in 1915. Her family falls on troubled times, and they go through a lot of tough adjustments and suffer many personal losses. She falls in love with a man who would be considered "beneath her" and the book travels the course of their lives together. A very, very enjoyable book. *It already got snatched up for reading purposes!

*Once again, could my daughter be any cuter? Love her.

* I'm thinking it's time for a GIVEAWAY!!!!!!!!

I have from Sephora, a Smashbox Eye Shadow Duo inGlow/Getter

as well as a lash stain product from Tart. This is over a $30 value for FREE!!!!

Just let me know in the comment section that you would like to be entered, and your name will go in.

Mention the giveaway on your blog, and let me know and you will get a second entry

Add a link to my blog on yours and you will get a third entry.

All right ladies, lets get us a winner! I'll pick a name Tuesday morning.

And the award for worlds worst babysitter goes to...

ME! Before I plan my acceptance speech, or go purchase a new outfit, let me fill you in on the deets of just how I qualified for this award.

Here's the scenario. I offered to babysit my neighbors children for an hour. One hour is all I had to be in charge. What can go wrong in an hour? I had four children total, three theirs, one mine. All is well until clean up time. As I announce that we need to pick up after ourselves, the middle child decides she wants no part of clean up. She takes off running. Now, there is a baby who is not quite a year old yet, so I need to pick him up and carry him upstairs with me, as I know I can't leave a baby unattended by a flight of stairs. As we go up the stairs, I hear a door slam. I know this means trouble. Yeah. Middle child has locked herself in her room. So, her helpful older sister gets me a toothpick to try to pick the lock. No dice. I have her go to my house (just next door) to get the special tool we have just for this situation. No dice. I have to admit, it's been ten minutes and I'm frustrated. The child refuses to even speak to me through the door. And you may think less of me, but at one point I did tell her that if she did not let me in I would need to call the police to come get the door open. That did not work. So I sent the older kids next door to get my husband. He comes over, walks up to the door and asks the little girl if she wants to come over for ice cream. The door opened. Damn.
Looking for a babysitter in the greater Columbus area? Don't call me.

What I'm loving this Wednesday...

1) The fact that it is Wednesday.
2) Endless.com - I've been in love with Endless for a few years now. Why? Other than the fact that they send me shoes when I give them my card number, I have a few others:

• They ship overnight. FOR FREE. I can decide as late as 7:00 p.m. that I NEED a new pair of shoes for the next day and they will get them there for me. I've never had a glitch.
• Price guarantee
• Gifts. Oh yes, they sent me Godiva chocolates one holiday season and at the beginning of spring they sent a mini pedicure set from L'Occitane.
• Easy as pie site to navigate. Narrow down by color? Easy. Size. Easy. Price. Easy.
• And check this out- My new #1 reason to love Endless.com- The free magazine deal. So, occasionally Endless has this deal where when you order shoes you can get a free one year subscription to a choice of several magazines. But, I just found out today that if you choose to not get the magazine, you can fill out a form and they will send you $12.00 instead. Thank you Endless!!!

3) Banana Republic- Again, great customer service is my thing. I placed an order on Sunday and it was at my house when I got home Tuesday. (But those devils got me- I have a coupon good TODAY ONLY for 40% off one item. What to choose what to choose???)

4) E-bates. If you shop online and are not using ebates you are NUTS. It's FREE, so easy to use and again, gives you MONEY BACK. Nordstrom, Banana Republic, J Crew, Kate Spade, Target... You name it, they participate in the ebates program. And if you are not signed up yet, do so and you can choose from a selection of free gift cards. It's a win-win situation! Heck, even Enterprise car rentals participates in ebates. If you need convincing on this one, let me know.

5) Caroline. My little stinker. She is "adjusting" to kindergarten. She has been "in the doghouse" a couple of times already. We had a little talk about that last night, and her response was "Everyone is going to wind up in the dog house at some point." I guess she's got the statistics of it down pat. Thanks, Caroline.

Spam-a-lot

As I have yet to come up with a title for my book (OK, I don't have a subject necessarily either but let's not get nit-picky here...) I have another possible title based on random spam emails.

Spam-A-Lot

Today, I got the following:

Lose 15 pounds in just 15 days. Really? Do you think I am stupid? I'm already considering cutting off my right foot just so I can wear the Loubie I have left. How much does a foot weigh? I think being down a foot gives me a jump start on the weight loss program.

Insure your vehicle, Katie. Have these dumb f*#%s not been following the saga of my Volvo. Who the freak wants to insure that thing.

And my favorite, from Alasdaid Selous: I can help you. Call me Alasaid. You've really peaked my interest on this one. Not to sound jaded, but we'll see about that. We'll just see.

And there you have Chapter 1 folks. A best seller in the making.

And since I have so many people I'd like to dedicate this book to, I think I'll just take the easy way out and dedicate it to the good people at OPI for creating my new favorite shade from the new Espana collection- Suzi Skis in the Pyrenees. Gorgeous. I love it. A navy blue/hues of grey shade. Had I been on my "A" game I would have opted to get my pedicure AFTER I chopped off my foot so I could have had a discount for only needing one foot done. Would have made it easier to "foot" the bill. Ba-da-dum!