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Mothers Day - cellophane
the story of an invisible girl
renniekins
renniekins
Mothers Day
Went out to dinner last night for mother's day. I wore the new dress I bought friday. It's a cute green and purple flowery summer dress. I bought it from the junior's section, because they had a lot more selection for some reason. (Another cool side-note is that it was a size 5, which is way smaller than I used to wear!)

So anyway, we were discussing wines prior to ordering. Most of my family loves wine, but I'm not as keen on it. Probably due to my stomach issues, wine just tends to upset and hurt my stomach. Especially red wine. They decided to order a bottle of red wine for the table, and I decided I'd just have water. My dad placed the order, and said, "Just for this half of the table."

The waiter said something complex like, "It's okay for a father to allow his family enjoy a glass of wine under his supervision, we have no problem with that..." sort of talking around what he was trying to say. My mom and dad were both completely not comprehending it. Finally I realized that he thought some of us were underage, and that's what he was alluding to.

I said, "Oh, it's not a problem, we're all old enough to drink. Believe it or not, I'm about to turn 32." The two waiters attending us both looked shocked, and the younger one exclaimed that he would have guessed me to be about 19! I was a little embarrassed but very flattered, all at the same time. I joked later on, "I guess that's what I get for dress-shopping in the junior's section!"

I bought my mom a nice summer dress also. (I figured that if I wanted summer dresses, then surely everybody would want one.) It is long, flowey, comfortable, and reversible. It looked good on her, and she liked it quite a lot. She even said she'd bring it on vacation with her. A successful mother's day, I would say.
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joline From: joline Date: May 12th, 2003 04:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
argh, that happens to me too, but i figure it means we'll be BABES when we're in our forties.

while i was on vacation last week, my mom and i stopped at a store to buy fudge. the man behind the counter kept giving us samples, but only offered the Bailey's Irish Cream fudge to my mom. "it's not for the kids," he told her, very seriously.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: May 13th, 2003 06:53 am (UTC) (Link)
ha-ha! Stay away from the alcoholic ice cream, little girl...
renniekins From: renniekins Date: May 13th, 2003 06:57 am (UTC) (Link)
....er, fudge. Sorry. Freudian slip, I guess!
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