Red Licorice

This weekend, my madre and I went shopping. We were sad to find that there wasn't much, especially on the sales racks! Usually a fifth or so of the stores we go to are dedicated to sale items, and when we went, the sales items were reduced to a measely rack or two with the same item in just about forty colors! I shouldn't complain, though-- my poor mom did not find anything! I did find a t-shirt dress with a zebra on it and a silver skirt, both on sale for about $11.00 each.

Madre and I saw an, uh interesting (for lack of a better word) event take place that day, as well. I drove us there in Mr. Buggabug (he's 'my' beetle bug!) and when we were at a stoplight, we looked over only to see a repulsive sight: a guy had his window rolled all the way down, and his girlfriend was uh, using her hands to.. hmm, yeah, I think you all can piece that together! People are so indecent! It was sort of hilarious, though. We should have winked at them and asked to join, bahahaha, no that would be frightening, because he would probably accept-- oh no! It's not like we actually saw anything; even if we were to, Mom and I aren't avid weenie watchers. We prefer talking in British to each other whilst whispering so secretly about people who should be on What Not to Wear.

I got lots of compliments on my shoes today, and many people attempted to describe what they looked like. Twizzlers, unicorns, narwhales, Ariel from the Little Mermaid, and "that iguana thing that puffs up and was on Holes and goes hisssssss" were the interpretations I received. I got a laugh out of the lizard one!

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