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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

My Day in Pictures

I thought I'd ease everyone out of the *heaviness* of my last post with a little photo documentation of my day thus far...

If you have been following my weekly plan you know I have a LOT to get done in order to ensure a quality birthday experience for Kid's party this Sunday. Because I am an idiot I decided to have this be a costume party.. which of course means that on top of all the party planning I also need to make Kid's Medusa costume. Any sane person would have put the kabash on that and allowed themselves the whole weekend to finish that up in time for actual Halloween. Live and learn. Of course what isn't on my list are all the normal things I have to get done everyday... like grocery shopping, food prep, driving to and from school, yada yada yada. Okay so this morning I actually got the baby to take a nap so I thought I could be extra efficient and pound out my remaining party/costume errands and grocery shop. This meant I had to partake of one of these little babies...That would be a Mc Donald's double hamburger. FYI these babies are only 330 calories, and are actually "The Zone Diet" approved for their protein to carb ratio. Added bonus... they are a special order so they are always fresh. So fresh that if you are taking pictures of yourself eating in the car you might end up with a little "fresh from the griddle" burger grease juice on your favorite fucking sweatshirt...Oops!

Okay on to project Medusa....
Yesterday I obtained some used clothes to make into the body. I did not get them at a higher end used clothes retailer..no... I went to the place where homeless people get their clothes. Why? Well because they are really cheap and then I don't have to feel badly about destroying them (although I do feel bad about buying them when I clearly have enough money to go somewhere else and should leave these for the people who really need them!). Also they hang everything by color so if you need some kind of greenish monster flesh toned sweatsuit it is easy to find. Unfortunately everything in the store smells... well.... terrible...Today I had to enter into the third ring of Hell ...
...in order to obtain black feather wings. I'm not kidding this place is absolutely terrifying. It should be rated X for horror and children should not be permitted inside. I kid you not, I was shocked at the horror level in this place. Adding to the creepiness is that fact that these stores are temporary and kind of thrown together out of peg board. They note that they have a large "weapons" section... and when you are in there you have a terrible feeling that some kind of shit might be about to go down. The "realistic" severed limbs don't help. Baby was of course transfixed... and is probably going to suffer some kind of repressed subconscious trauma from that place.
Luckily she fell asleep on the way home so I was able to spray paint those bad ass wings bronze. Cause you know Medusa was a lot more than just a woman with snakes for hair people.. a LOT more!

After achieving all that , and grocery shopping, what was waiting for me when I got home?... a little reward for all my hard work? NO! What I got was... some.... dog shit on my Oriental rug and these babies in the mail...
"But Mrs F coupons are good things... right?"
Wrong! They are only good when you get them before you go shopping! I just went to mother fucking Old Navy two freaking days ago! So thanks for nothing Old Navy... oh and thanks for rubbing my face in it!
And I think I mentioned that I just went grocery shopping... without this goddamn coupon!
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