Well, I got home yesterday only to find most of my Clinique had been used.  All I hear is privacy privacy privacy, but mine is never respected.  This is expensive stuff, and normally lasts me a year.  I always buy more for my birthday every year.  It's worth paying more, and getting better results.  By dividing the fact that it lasts so long, it is actually less expensive to use, and my face is at its best. 

I guess that happens to all women with children.  Kids get into everything.   We see pictures of little girls with lipstick smeared all over their face.  I even have a picture of my brother, from my mother's pics, where my brother had white talcum powder all over his face after his bath.  Too funny, And, my son always took everything electronic I had.

I do miss working for Parisian and being able to get a HUGE discount on my clothes and makeup.  Parisian isn't even a store anymore; Belk's bought them out.  And the extra commission from Clinique was a wonderful thing.  Clinique also mails employees and little gift in the mail every so often, so there is always a little something special to brighten the day when you open the post box.  Its a great job for a single person, but murderous for married folks.  Nights, weekends, and holidays are rough.  Although, I liked the customer service desk position better than Clinique.  Not as much money, but more of a management position.

The training sessions Clinique sent me to was so fun.  The group I was in one year actually won the little contest we were in and got a load of extra stuff.  I usually had SO much that I was giving it away in goody baskets to sick friends in the hospital or for birthday presents.

We won with this little poem I wrote.

The Clinique computer, as you see, is a helpful tool for you and me.
Conditions and strengths are its main concern,
In just 3 minutes, your skin-type we'll learn.

It knows no age, sex, or color;
Clinique's the best above all other.

Oh well, maybe I'll think of the rest soon, or find it, and finish my post.