Lexi turned twelve last week, and to mark the occasion we made a mother/daughter trip to the mall where I bought her make-up and a push-up bra. No, I didn’t really buy her a push-up bra. That would have been ridiculous since everyone knows you don’t buy your daughter a push-up bra until her thirteenth birthday!
However, I did buy her make-up, and nail polish, and other fun, sparkly stuff that’s sure to send the message: You’re going to have to spend a whole lotta’ money to feel good about yourself from this day on. Happy birthday young woman; now suck in your tummy.
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Over the weekend, we met up with Ben’s sister who was visiting from out-of-town, at a nearby Starbucks. We could have chosen a kid friendly place like McDonald’s, or a Chuck E. Cheese, but instead opted for Starbucks. Side note here: since Chuck E. Cheese lost it’s liquor license, I’ve realized it smells a lot like farts when you’re sober. So, we didn’t go to a “kid‘s place” but we also didn’t go to a bar – where I’d like to see more of our family gatherings held. Really? You don’t know what I mean?
Anyway, it was mid-afternoon, and after a morning of birthday party drop-offs, and pick-ups, and all the quaaludes, we really needed something with a little pick-me-up. And coffee just seemed like a simpler delivery method for that needed zip, as opposed to sticking a wet finger into an electrical outlet.
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A few nights ago, Ben and I reviewed our finances. Good news! Our finances are hunky-dory and we’re wealthy in love. So hunky-dory that we doodled hearts and stars all over our bank statements and bills and then hugged. The end.
No, not exactly, and actually I ended up Google searching our financial particulars and turns out the professional financial types refer to our specific situation as SCREWED. Keep reading if you’re feeling a little (or a lot) discouraged about your finances or if you’re one of the lucky ones and are feeling pretty good about things – so good you wouldn’t mind gloating a little over someone else’s financial misfortune. Either way, do I have something supperty-dupperty for you today. Think of it as a Happy Not Monday present…
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