PITA in silk prom dress – veddy Downton Abbey

This has been the week from Hell:

In addition to the usual insanity, PITA is graduating.  I know she looks like she’s twelve and has the usual teenager disposition of a two year old on a sugar high, but this meant shopping for a prom dress and senior banquet dress and shoes.  So Wednesday night was Senior Banquet and we took her and picked her up (stopping in between for some KFC!!).  Saturday was Prom, which entailed hysteria over nail polish (how do you get turquoise nail polish on bath towels…and how do you remove it?), make-up, hair in a bun (you have short hair…if you want a bun STOP CUTTING IT!), no wallet (well…I kinda lost it a couple of days ago and I’ve been looking all over [I found it later on the dining room table under a sheet of paper – no joke] and whole lot of other nonsense that deeply cut into my pedicure time – why yes, I am up for Bad Mother of Year, so please vote for me.

She was supposed to return to the high school at 3 AM!(!), so I deputized FirstBorn to pick her up.  Well, he claims ordered him with no choice, but it’s tomatoes, tomahtoes as far as I can see and he tends to get anxious when he’s been too long away from Minecraft.  ’cause there ain’t no way I’m either going to be awake at 3 am or waking up to drive and pick her up – – do what the rest of us did when we tried to get home in the middle of the night…hitch!

Buses didn’t return until 4 am, which means he sat in a parking lot for an hour.  which is undoubtedly my fault as well.

Today I was up early to sell at a flea market…which totally sucked because there were approximately 184,788 people there…all just looking.  Only thing they all seemed to be buying was massive quantities of junk food.  Only thing I got was a weirdly-shaped sunburn…which PITA keeps poking.

Then I bought three full flats of flowers and three pots of geraniums and some fruit, which pretty much wiped out the day’s receipts, and headed over to my house to pick up FirstBorn and PITA for a trip to Mamaland, where I planted said flowers and got wet.

So now I’m going up to bed and starting over tomorrow morning.  Gawd, I sure hope your weekend was an improvement over mine!  And keep commenting – – I need the laughs.