Project Runway

Birthday parties = lot of work. At what age do kids stop enjoying birthday parties? 8? 9? 16? Oh yeah, NEVER. It comes with the territory. I was reading my latest Parents magazine and the editor was going on and on about how she puts together these awesome parties for her girls. One was a Spy Girl party and another was a Dora the Explorer party and each invitation had daughters' head super imposed on appropriate figure. They had performances and crafts lined up for the attendees. Gulp.

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I had my eye on a shirt at Macy's earlier this week. I was waiting in line to purchase it. There were two people ahead of me. Of course I was in a rush and the clerks and all the other innocent bystanders were idiots. Because, well...er...they were ahead of me in line and asking too many damn questions. Things were taking excruciatingly way too long. I, a person who ALWAYS returns items in their appropriate place while shopping, decided to stick it to them as I placed the shirt on the nearest rack and stormed outta there. I bet they went home and cried themselves to sleep trying to decipher why someone had done such an evil thing in a retail store.
Yeah, so nothing in my closet is better than that shirt, now. I really want it. My Mom is going to try and find it for me tomorrow morning for the party. Ridiculous. But, did I object when she offered? Nope. It was the best idea I'd heard all day long. I drew a map (I know the store too well) for her...