Too Good To Be True?

Here are three goings on of late:

• So this makeup company is about to launch its line at Nordstrom, and as a publicity stunt, they're offering all their makeup for $1 today. I haven't ever used this product, and on the front page, they show a girl go from fresh-faced, freckly girl-next-door to girl-with-lots-of makeup-on. It makes me nervous when the before picture is better, so I can't really vouch for it. But still, makeup for a dollar.
  
• We had a baby shower for my coworker, who informed us about the latest trends in baby fashion. Apparently for the 0-3 months crowd, one can buy hip hugger (it's never too early to turn that mushy potato figure into an hourglass!) track suits with DIVA bedazzled all over it. I can't wait for the SLUT version to come out.
  
• Every morning, my landlord puts out a goodie bowl full of root beer barrels, Atomic Fireballs, or something of that ilk. It's nice to have a little pick-me-up as I start my walk to work. Lately, he's taken to putting individually wrapped packages of Ritz crackers out. This morning, I commented to the Object that such a small gesture really brightens my morning. He said that our landlord probably feels the same way. "How do you mean?" I asked. The Object replied, "Don't you think he says the same thing about you? 'Nothing like a little cracker to start the day right!' " Womp womp.