The next time you have a function to go to that requires a new outfit, please, PLEASE, for the love of god, do not wait until the day before to start looking… And don’t take the kids to the mall with you. That’s just idiotic. Especially if you are going to be there for four hours. It’s no fun for any of you. Or any of the people shopping around you. And especially not for the ladies in the dressing rooms on either side of you… I’m sure they really, really don’t appreciate little blue eyes peering up at them from under the wall… Up onto their naked or spanxed out bodies… And they probably don’t like coat hangers being slowly shoved back and forth under the crack, either. Nor the screaming. Ahhh, the screaming… And the rolling around on the floor. And the hiding under clothes racks… And the pulling off of many, many tags… I bet sales people cringe when they see a determined shopper with one screaming kid in a stroller and one loose kid wreaking havoc on their department store…
Anyway, please make note of this and remember next time. Dumbass.
P.S. It was a fruitless journey, on top of it all… I would so be drinking if I didn’t have tennis… Eh, one or two drinks won’t hurt. Bottoms up!