So, anyways, Mrs. Reddick was trying to get me to go with her to help her pick out a dress for this wedding we are going to this evening, an outside wedding in July in Florida (Who does that?). Anyway, I didnt want to get caught up in the frustrating foolishness that is helping her find a dress, so I faked an injury. And Baby Girl said she couldnt go because she had to finish writing a paper for school. Of course, Mrs. Reddick brought up that she has been working on the same paper for a while, to which Baby Girl responded, Well, its paper on a very big book. And its the longest paper in the world. Sounded like an excuse not to go to me, but I couldnt say anything since I was lying there on a heating pad for nothing. Nevertheless, we keep getting these selfies of her trying on dresses and shoes in the mall, and we have to give our opinion which never is the right opinion, and I cant sneak off to the bookstore or the food court, so Im trapped. Were trapped. Sometimes technology really sucks.
Posted on: Sat, 26 Jul 2014 17:29:49 +0000
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