Harassing Jen with my oh so delectable and pretty cookie...
Jealous of my bopper laden elf-y shoes? I hope that the uber mom X-mas squad doesn't expect these back- I have nefarious plans indeed for such striking footwear...
I originally had signed up to do face painting, or "tattooing", but upon arrival was relegated to the "cookie" tables. White linen table clothes and green, red & white frosting. Fabulous ;P I started becoming the sprinkle Nazi until Jen pointed out that 1. I didn't pay for the stuff, 2. I didn't have to wash out those stains, and 3. not my problem if the kids start vibrating from devouring mass quantities of frosting smoo-ed cookies encrusted with layerings of sparkling glitter sugar gem shots. *shrugs* When my cookies ran out I helped Julie (who mysteriously evaded costuming- even abandoning the obligatory lame belled reindeer antler headbands) make these crazy complicated 3-D snowflakes in a dizzying array of colors with the kids. Pretty random afternoon. My favorite quote being upon returning to the hall witnessing small child violence was the overheard whisper "Dude- Quit! She's an elf and's gonna tell Santa that your an asshole!" *laughs*
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