tip money and laundry baskets

i really should make an effort to blog more often, its times like this where its been so long, where to start? well, I'm going to start with then most recent things i can think of, one of which inspired me to log in .... spending tip money.
With tattoos, some people recognize that it is, in fact a 'personal serivce' and also that when i charge you say ... $100 for a tattoo, that money isn't all going in my pocket. i get a commission. so, yes, tipping is appreciated. there's plenty a shop out there, with signs in the lobby, things like 'tipping makes it hurt less'. a lot of people don't tip, but those who do, are loved. every once in a while I'll have a good week, where lots of people get tattoos, and a good chunk of them tip. and sometimes, i stash that money away until the end of the week, then take my tip money out to treat myself. its my tips after all. i did this, last week. i decided i was going to Homsense to buy myself some nice things... a little pick me up as February hasn't been good to me. cruising the isles, I'm looking at all sorts of things, kitchen , bathroom, nick knacks ect. i *finally* found round cookie cutters!! WHY THE HELL did i have such a struggle finding round cookie cutters, I'll never know. AND they were on sale, $4.00 !! awesome. they went in the basket. picture frames, candle holders.... then inevitably i wound up in the pet section. i hit the cat stuff first.. nothing really struck my fancy, then, tah dah! the dog stuff. i found the CUTEST little pink dog hoodie, with white polka dots, and a little hood and attached to the hood? Bunny ears!!!!! so clearly that went in the basket for my pickle, who often gets called a bunny because of the way she hop hops around. over to the clearance isle. my favourite isle. an ottoman, its absolutely beautiful, with a little fray on one corner, originally $80.00 now $15. well yeah, i bought it... with the soul purpose of replacing the antique wooden beer crate that beside my bed, giving the dogs a step up onto the bed. now when i smash my foot in the dark, it wont hurt. and a coffee mug, that is giant... with a google eyed dog on it, 'got dog' it reads. $3.00. needless to say, i spent the majority of my tip money on the dogs, and bought my self a coffee mug (with a dog on it) and cookie cutters.

onto laundry baskets. the little one can get SO wound up, at anything and absolutely nothing looking out the window. the other day was no exception to this. i had an empty laundry basket in the living room, and began chasing her around the room with it. i caught her, under it. NOW I'm not mean... she likes a very similar game involving blankets and sweaters. when i realised she was NOT impressed, but rather some what terrified, i quickly released her from under the basket. i felt bad. i thought shed play. now, since then, when shes being a asshole screaming and yelling, all i have to do is ask her, 'do you want to go in the basket?' and she almost immediately stops. once or twice, Ive had to pick up the basket and point it at her. she runs over to the couch and sits down, *QUIETLY* maybe I'm a big jerk , but hey. it works, and that's all that matters really.