Mary Kay and other stuff
I’ve had people ask on both LJ and my regular blog about the whole Mary Kay and praying to a dead woman, thing. I have to admit I never saw that happen in the meetings I went to. I was obsessed with reading The Pink Truth after I realized it was a total scam and saw lots of mentions of prayers to Mary Kay Ash on that site. I believe it. The meetings are bizarre. The ones I went to were almost exactly like a church service, complete with testimonials and an altar call. Only difference: they were worshiping the pink dollar.
I get sick just thinking about how easily they scammed me. I am glad to say I was only in it a few weeks before I realized I had been completely suckered. Hook. Line. Sinker.
I just didn’t understand that people are liars. I mean, yes, people lie. But to your face? Bald faced lies that they KNOW you are going to figure out as soon as you go to meetings? Ugh.
My upline kept telling me it was not about recruiting, it was my own business, I would be fully trained, and so forth. Every single one of those things was a lie. Bald. Faced. Lie. There is no training, it is only about recruiting, and they controlled almost every aspect by trying to guilt me into all kinds of things. I suppose I’m lucky I’m cynical because when they tried to get me to order $2,400 worth of products so I could get a pink blender, I told them I could buy a blender in a color I really liked for less than $50.
For a summation of my experience, you can read HERE. If you want more, I do have some entries I can point you to, but I am pretty embarrassed by them. They are all in July-September of 2006.
Wasn’t that a fun time in my life? Undiagnosed postpartum depression/sleep deprivation will make you do strange things.
I haven’t completely weaned Elsa, but she is getting a lot less opportunity to nurse these days. Instead, I offer her real food or a teether and she usually takes it. She’s been putting her hands in her mouth and crying for the last few days, so today I dared to stick my fingers in her mouth and found that she has at least three of her molars in. I couldn’t keep my fingers in there long because I was afraid she would chomp me. You should see the bruises on my arms and chest from her new favorite activity.
I sent Erik to Bounce-U camp today. I bought vouchers off one of those deal a day sites a few weeks back, so now he is able to go to camp once a week until school starts. Five hours of childcare for $20. Not a bad deal at all.
I thought it would be a great day for him because two of his little buddies were also there, including his little pea in a pod buddy that he adores so much.
They may not look much alike, but I swear they are soul twins. And see the girl? They fight over who is going to marry her. Erik thinks they should have a karate fight to determine who gets to marry her. She is not at all sure she wants to marry one of them. Erik has it all planned out down to the name of their first child. He even had me put away one of Elsa’s dresses (he picked it out for her) to save for baby Olivia. It’s quite cute (and scary).
Unfortunately a kid that Erik knows from other places was there and decided to bully him. Erik is pretty good at speaking up and taking care of himself, so it wasn’t horrible I guess. The child spent most of the time in time out and I heard the staff tell the mom that he wasn’t welcome back at camp. I’m just pissed that Erik had to put up with being physically accosted at all. It sounds like the staff took care of it and couldn’t have done anything else, except maybe call the mom and have them come get the kid. Maybe that’s what they should have done. How many chances should a kid get when he is pushing other kids around?
Oh well. It’s coming up on midnight so I better wrap this up.