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My mom has gotten tired with some of the part time receptionists tanning in any bed they want, so she decided to cut down on what beds they can use for free, and how often.

Because of this, one of the receptionists quit on the spot before even coming into work. Now she's in a bind because there is no one to run the tanning salon. So now I'm getting paid under the table to run the salon.

It's not so bad, it's still pretty quiet there, and I have room to "projectize" and it's nice to have my mom for a boss... I just can't stand "the chatter"... y'know, the pointless chit-chat about "who did what to who", and other small talk to pass the time while stylists do hair.

Yes, I know I'm an ADD child and I rarely get into deep conversations, but these don't even make a scratch on the surface... BLECH!

Ah well, It keeps my mom's sanity in check, and I got paid today in the form of a pillow!

Ok, story time again... *makes Wayne's world flashback noise*

Back when my Dad was still around, one of the last Christmases I had with him, his girlfriend gave me this velvet-covered pillow, she gave it to me for TV viewing and snuggling because she had one like it at her house. After my dad passed away and her and I had a falling out, I threw out everything that reminded me of her EXCEPT for the pillow. It was snuggly, and I could punch it and chuck it across the room when I got mad, and it was just barely started to get lumpy from being mooshed so many times when my hubby said it was time to throw the pillow out. I'd had it for AT LEAST 8-9 years, if not longer! He said if I threw it out though, we'd find a better one to replace it. Besides, the inside pillowcase had felted into the outer case, so there was no way to rescue the outside, and it had started to smell musty/dusty.

After having dinner at IKEA (much less crazy here in WA than in UT :P), we went walking through the store, and I spied it! It was a round pillow with a strange appliqué on the front.

Here to demonstrate:



What this image on the front of the pillow is actually a prayer labyrinth that is on the floor in the Chartres Cathedral in France. I've walked on that labyrinth both times I went to France, and just having it nearby reminds me of fun times past, and it's SNUGGLY!!!

It's... my... precioussss.... I'd be snuggling it right now if it wasn't too big for me to hold AND work on my laptop at the same time.

Oh, and for picture-takin's sake, here's the back:



Tomorrow, work all day and finish knitting my laptop bag! I've been slacking in the knitting department :(

P.S. I spied this pattern for a denim quilt. I have to make two now... I think this would be a perfect picnic blanket, I just have to find some funky fabrics to put in the windows.