Please Pass the Shmear.

February 1st is a beautiful day. "Why so beautiful?" you may ask. February 1st marked the day that our Einstein Bagel coupons became legit. We wandered on over to our local Einstein's and got our free bagels (one per person). No names were taken, no phone numbers recorded, no retinas scanned .... it was easy like a Sunday morning. Not only were our coupons good for one free bagel .... a free shmear of our choice was also included. A shmear? What in the world of Einstein Bagels is a shmear? When I heard we would get a free shmear ... the first thing that came to my mind was an uncomfortable procedure only women are familiar with ..... if you get my drift....and I didn't want any part of it. Probably not the smartest move on behalf of the advertising team at Einsteins. I was relieved to discover that a shmear is simply a gourmet spread .... no worries. Phew.

Mitchell's beautiful bagel eyes are one of the first things I noticed when I met him.

On another note ......

A victorious Erin. Wait, what is that pin she is proudly displaying? Let's take a closer look ....

No, I did not get a new job at the Olive Garden, nor am I Italian. But I am hospitable apparently. My supervisor told me I scored an 83% on my test. I informed her that I was not aware I had even taken a test. Apparently Human Resources made mystery calls (pretending to be a student with a question) to each department to test our phone skills and rate our helpfulness. An 83%? What did I do to be docked a whole 17%? Maybe I put them on hold for too long ... or maybe my voice wasn't pleasant to their ears ... a bit too nasally for their liking. Either way I am grateful I was not the poor sap in the Athletics Department who scored only a 30%.

FYI: I found this nifty button in the gutter while walking home today. It was meant to be.