Meet the Keeper

Last night I satyed late after work for an "Evening with the Keeper" event. I had two groups of eight and was supposed to talk to each of them for a half hour about the penguins. Gulp. The first group was the group from hell. Five little kids who had a negative 3 second attention span. Combined. Their parents were even worse. I got so hoarse trying to talk over them, and no one was paying attention to a single word I said. Finally, I was like screw it and stopped talking altogether. I don't think they even noticed. The docents (cute older zoo volunteers) were helping us out, and after it was all over we were all bitching about how horrible they were. The one docent was really funny because she kept referrring to this one adult as "Cinderella's mom" because one of the little girls was dressed in this pink princess costume.

Afterwards, Catherine, Desiree and I went to look at Desiree's potential new apartment. She needed help deciding between the one on the upper floor (quieter, and $50/month cheaper but with ugly kitchen) or lower floor (more money and required to mow the lawn but newly renovated kitchen and bathroom). I luurve looking at apartments. In my next life I might have to go into real estate.

My mom's coming to visit me over my weekend and should be here any second :)