The 13-year old gal down the road watched Baby Boy while I went grocery shopping.
When I got back she informed me that UPS and FEX-EX had both come by.
My heart swelled. My eyes filled with tears of joy. All of my end-of-summer sale stuff had arrived!
"Good thing Darling Husband is coming home late tonight, so I will have time to hide the evidence," I said to Young Babysitter manically.
"Hide the evi...oh, is it his birthday?" her innocent eyes blinked at me.
Hadn't occurred to me she has yet to experience the fiasco of shared credit cards.
His birthday was in April, but she wasn't ready to hear how things are when you are married to someone who tells you to everyday to STOP BUYING CLOTHES. (EVEN when they are like 70% off...you think he would be happy I am saving him so much money.)
"Yes." I overpaid her and scooted her out so I could try on my goods.
The phone just rang. It was Young Babysitter's Dad asking DH if he had time for a birthday beer this weekend.
Ah, the tangled--yet fashionable--webs we weave.
Ahahaha... Good one!!
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