Tonight I took Celia to a birthday party. It was an an indoor play area (very rare around here). It was all in Italian, which Celia loved. She only has one other classmate that's American. Pizza and cake---like ours, right? Oh wait, they had champagne for the parents too! Pretty fabulous, huh? I wonder if Parky's Farm would mind that? Either way, it'll be a tradition we carry on in the Watson house.
I was supposed to go to a purse factory tomorrow morning, but it got postponed. Not sure the details, but I'm picturing shelves and shelves of luxious purses at my disposal. Could be something wacky, but for now, I'm gonna live the dream. Instead, Dean and I will head to the postoffice tomorrow morning to pick up a package. You have no idea how excited that makes me (and Celia and Dean)!
Oh, and our closets and curtain rods are coming tomorrow! Woo Hoo! Finally no more piles of clothes. It's so not like me to be excited to put away clothes. I think I've finally found my limit of being able to live with piles of "stuff" around.
Celia has never been one to care about what she's wearing, so I don't if it's because she now has to wear a uniform or because she wants to personify Spring, but this was her getup of choice yesterday.
Here's Dean with my new ski/snow boots. Yes, they are a bit obnoxious and I kinda feel the same way about them that I did when Uggs first made the scene, but these are so perfect for the snow that I couldn't resist. No joke---everyone on the slopes wore these. (Note---before these I didn't have any actual snow boots).
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