I had a great birthday week! Lots of well wishes, some wonderful company, great food and fun times! Watch out 30's, here I come!
In other news- Christmas shopping. Lots of it. And by Christmas shopping I mean torture like acid peeling my skin off. Because, well, I had to park NEXT DOOR to the mall since every single space was filled at the mall. Even the spaces that are so far away that only the BMW's usually park there and then they take up two spots and you secretly want to key them just for being snotty assholes. Even those spots.
THEN- I had to walk my cute little 4-year old all the way to the mall. And by walk I mean drag her by her little frozen hand, through the slush and puddles and mounds of snow, while her pants got soaked up to her knees. And THEN I had to rent a $5 stroller because I was out of town for the weekend and forgot mine at home. And this $5 stroller didn't even have a drink holder! Why else does a person even use a stroller? SO, then the adorable 4-year old insists on having a drink anyway, and naturally, with no drink holder, spills it all over within the first 7 seconds. THEN I have to wave over the nice young hispanic janitor and notify her of the wet floor so she can mop it up or put a sign up, or do something productive about it. She gave me a dirty look and I thought I heard some muttering about "estupido blanco chica!" I think it meant Merry Christmas or something?