I finally figured out how to use my camera phone. I can tell that this new found technology is going to get me into all sorts of trouble. Take Saturday, for instance:
I went to the Nordstrom Bistro with some girl friends. No kids. It's a good thing we don't drink because the freedom was intoxicating enough. We stumbled upon this dress shop, and it was like driving by a car wreck. You don't want to look, but you can't help yourself. We were shocked, horrified, and dying to know how we would look in them. The signs in the shop reminded us, "These dresses are not for play". Oh, this wasn't play. It was serious business.
Each of us found our perfect match. Even Maddi found something for the pregnant prom queen. We twirled. We pouted. (But not at all playfully) Then we carefully hung them up and discretely left.