I am thoroughly depressed because I JUST BROKE MY PHONE.
Today, I went on my first personal shopping escapade. Except for the fact of the aforementioned incident, it went pretty well. My “client” was so excited, she hastily ordered her 5 year old daughter to strip in the middle of the store, and try on all the things I picked out for her. Thank God we ran out of time to shop for the mother’s clothes, lest she act just as hastily and strip her own clothes in public as well. I will be continuing the shopping mission tomorrow, and I do hope all goes well. It’s a pretty stress relieving challenge.
Later in the day, I took my niece to a kiddy party, where we totally creamed all the games and won all sorts of awesome kiddy prizes. My niece is one year old. She is a child wonder. My nephew, also child superstar, couldn’t make it because he has fever. I do hope you get to pray for him.
Then we headed home to cook our steak, seafood and paella family dinner. We had some white wine and champagne, which I fully took part of. Now, I am dizzy and kind of sleepy… and still a bit depressed that I lost that marvelous phone.