I still feel pretty lousy today. Steven ran late today, so I ended up picking up Elliott from school. He had almost all gold stars today and I had to pee, so I told him we could drop by the new Target, ostentatiously to just buy deodorant since I used the Adidas stuff once and immediately broke out into a rash. Back to Mitchum I go. So, of course, I go by the dollar spot and find some snowflake ribbon and snowflake paper and grab that. Then Elliott asked if he could get a small toy. Yea, all right. He picked out a baby giraffe which was thankfully under $4. Then we made the mistake of going by ornaments. I was really good and did not
Even better, as we were leaving, Elliott saw the popcorn, which I admit smelled awesome. Elliott asked and I said no, since we were running late for karate already. He looks at me and says "But Sam, I love food! I'll die without it!" Good try and I thought the woman next to us was going to burst, but maybe next time.
Blah blah blah, karate... Dinner for the kid and McD's and a very late lunch for us. I was tired by then, so I headed home. Part of the drive smelled eeriely of spray fix, which cracked me up for some reason, probably from inhaling way too much of it in high school. Ahh, working the joys of working with charcoal...
I had a fit of inspiration tonight when we got home, so I finished the kissing ball and the toss bouquet. We're meeting with the DJ and the photog next week. Things are finally pulling together a little. Ugh, and I need to make an appointment sometime next week for my first fitting, around the middle of the month. I also need to start breaking my shoes in.
Ugh. Something's outside screaming, probably the fishercat again.