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So we’re pulling in to Wal-Mart. My daughter says, “THERE’S DADDY!!” And she’s insistent about it. DADDY IS HERE! Okay, Daddy works 30 minutes away in another town. He came home at noon to go to Wal-Mart? I said, “Right. He just says he goes to work every day and then he goes shopping.” “NO, IT’S DADDY!!” Hey, maybe he’s here to SAVE ME FROM THE SWIMSUITS! We could do lunch! I picked up my cell phone and called his cell phone, which he keeps in his car. No answer. NO, HE WAS NOT AT WAL-MART IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY AND HE CAN’T SAVE ME FROM THE SWIMSUITS.
Then, to delay the whole swimsuit shopping ordeal, I stopped first in the book section. I go through all the June SIMs looking for an ad for my book, which I’m hoping desperately is there somewhere. Meanwhile, my daughter is tapping her foot. “Do you have a book out, Mommy?” (Daughter accustomed since birth to the obligatory gazing-upon-the-new-book-in-the-store routine.) “No.” (Not yet. Grrr.) “THEN WHY ARE WE HERE?” (Instead of buying beach toys.) “Because—LOOK!!!! Here’s an ad for my book!!!” (Happy dancing!) “That’s SO EXCITING, Mommy. LET’S GO.” (How do they get so sarcastic at only nine???)
In the ad my publisher calls my PAX series “groundbreaking” and it’s the only thing that keeps me from slitting my wrists in the dressing room.
We are now the proud owners of multiple sand buckets, shovels, 30 SPF sunscreen, ice-blue cooling burn gel (because the 30 SPF sunscreen will NOT work), new sandals, and swimsuits.
I’m now blind from seeing myself in the dressing room mirror in a swimsuit, but that’s okay. I didn’t really need eyeballs anyway………..
Posted by Suzanne McMinn on June 17, 2005
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So, did you get a swimsuit? :hyper:
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I laugh so hard when you talk about trying on swimsuits. :relieved: It’s so nice someone can relate. I’m going to get a new one when I move considering I will live within walking distance :bananadance: to the beach. My Ma told me to take my sister with me when shopping for one as she’s funny as all get out and cracks jokes while you’re searching thus stopping you from having a panic attack in the dressing room.
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And better you than me on the swimsuit search. AND taking all the kids to Walmart :shock:
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:bananadance:
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And you’re groundbreaking! How cool is that?:thumbsup:
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Your daughter wasn’t impressed that you are a “groundbreaking” author? Wow, tough crowd.
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I’m thinking for a 9yo to be so sarcastic, she has to hear it at home…a lot. :wink:
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:bananadance:
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I am so excited for you! GROUNDBREAKING!
I had to capitalize it. It’s just too wonderful.
And now for the swimsuit portion of the post…
Did you go for the thong bikini? Or something more sedate like a one piece?
Have a GREAT time.
Grins*
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And I bet you looked like this when you were surrounded by all those mirrors in the dressing room, right? :bananadance: Come on…admit it! *gg*
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Glad you were able to get your suit even if it was a painful experience.
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Sorry. *gg* I’m sure it’s quite demure.
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And I’m jealous that you got your bathing suit shopping over with. I’m way too scared – I’ll need to be dragged into that fitting room.:hissyfit:
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