one little, two little, three little birthdays
Today was the second birthday (Happy 12th Birthday Mady) in what we like to call “birthday row.” Our girls all have their birthdays within an eight day stretch, right at the beginning of the school year. So between school shopping, birthday shopping, and special dinner nights, this would be the most inopportune time for a trip out of town. Right?
Wrong. It seems as if Mike’s grandmother has an August birthday too. And it will be her 80th. That’s a birthday that needs a party! So we are making the trip to Panama City, Florida to celebrate the birthdays that fall in the month of August. And believe me, there are many. Thank goodness I have an adult son who doesn’t mind staying at the house with the big dogs while the girls, Mike, Indy and I pile into the car for the five hour drive. It should be interesting, at best. Hopefully my laundry will be dry by the morning.
So, as much as I would love to blog away about the crazy antics in my day, unfortunately, my day was so crazy I haven’t had a chance to process it yet. I will say this…I have discovered the place where “tacky fashion” goes to die. The girls and I stumbled upon the tackiest store in all of Atlanta today. I actually saw a pair of purple patent leather crocodile men’s shoes. Yes, you read that correctly. Purple…patent leather…crocodile pattern…MENS shoes. It was as if we had accidentally time traveled to 1974. Either that, or someone is filming a new show…Pimp my shoes.
The horror of it all exhausted me…then again; it could be the overindulgence in Italian food from the Olive Garden tonight, or maybe the cake and ice cream back at home. Either way, I’m about to slip into a food coma. And breakfast is just around the corner!
Until the next time…I’ll be sitting on Indy’s lap in the front seat!