An Ode to Kick Ass Chicks and BDay Week Inspiration No. 2

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Today's birthday week inspiration comes in two forms of professional power houses: Ronald Reagan and Tom Brokaw, both born on my same birthday--February 6.

So clearly, I was erring on the side of professional.  I actually had a different blazer picked out for this, buuuuuuuuuut I just had to pull out the denim blazer that I got on my thrifting adventure last night.  

You know who kicks ass?  My little brother's girlfriend Ginestra.  You know what sucks?  Waking up to a dead battery in your car. 

Let me paint you a picture.  In the 15 years that I have been employed in my life, I have been a very reliable employee.  I am not late, I don't call in and I pull my own weight.  Last Thursday I had to leave early to go to a doctor's appointment, Friday we had a snow day and I left early yesterday for my birthday.  Needless to say I was antsy about putting in an eight hour day today.  

But alas, that ambition went right out the window when I went to warm up my car in typical mom fashion--towel in my hair, just woke up Kaden and telling Brielle to brush her teeth--and nothing.  Not a click.  Not a whine.  Nothing.  

What you also need to understand about me is that I am in all sexist forms of the word a girlie girl.  I don't do sports, I don't do mud and I certainly don't do cars.  I panicked, of course and called Patrick (he was already at work) who asked me to call my mom (lives a few blocks away) to come and jump my car.  She was already at work so she asked me to call my brother and his girlfriend (who live a couple of blocks away too).

Ginestra came over and just like a bad ass, helped me push my car out of the garage, hook up jumper cables and try to charge my battery.  Still nothing.  So she took me to Wal-Mart to get a new battery and then . . .

I am not kidding you when I tell you that bitch rolled up her sleeves, jump on top of my exposed hood and ratchet and plier and nut and bolt and torque and screw and un-corrode and get all greasy and spout out fragments of instructions to me and install a new battery in my car.  I was at work by 10.  Seriously.  I need to learn from this girl.  I would've been lost without her.  Love more Gin! 

Denim Blazer-Ann Taylor, thrifted; Gold Silk Short Sleeved Button Down-Jones New York, thrifted; Gray Tweed Wide Leg Trousers-Forever21; Black Knee High Boots-Wal-Mart; Earrings-gifted and DIY; White Belt-unknown