I wish I had a daughter so I could put her in pageants.
I'm kidding (maybe).
Hail Toddlers in Tiaras.
I was telling Ellen yesterday about how all I want to do is be a housewife but I can't cook or clean. Then we thought I could just be a soccer mom but then those ladies are social. I would just end up sitting in the car during practice.
I was at the mall last night with my mom during this huge thunderstorm and she's buying some crap in Victoria's Secret and we're at the counter halfway through our transaction when the power goes out. It was pitch black and all of the employees yelled at us to get out of the store. Mcknight Rd. was flooded. Thank God it was better by the time that we left.
And I think everything is all set up (almost) for me to transfer to a different Old Navy. I'm not sure how I feel about it though. I want to get out of Ross Park, obviously, but I hate change.
In other news, I'm the worlds most jealous human being. I have no idea what is going on right now. This is why I don't talk about what is going on in my life because people get excited and then nothing comes of it and I get screwed in the end.