ladiezzz night, andrea/lynsey style

sigh. gone are the days of yesteryear when priesthood session for you meant:

an opportunity for the girls to get together, do prom hair, eat chocolate, and watch a sappy movie. then plant yourselves at the nearest fast food restaurant about 5 mins. before the priesthood session ends so you can check out the fellas in their ties. (the teen years)

or as you get older...go to the lunacy that is deseret book ladies' night, get in an argument with the emcee of the night holding the microphone & yelling at you in front of the crowd (because you "accidentally" folded/crumpled your drawing entry in an attempt to have an easier time getting picked), get huffy back...because she didn't need to be so darn RUDE... and announce loudly "WE'RE LEAVING!" then go shopping at the mall. (the early marriage years)

that was a true story by the way, though i can't take credit for getting in a fight with the emcee. it wasn't me.

but andrea and i set our sights high, thinking, "we can handle this for 2 hours" and came up with a game plan.

so we started in DB. mistake #1. we got our free gift for being one of the first 100 ladies there and immediately began talking about how to re-do it so that it's a little less tacky. don't get me wrong, i love anything that's free. it just wasn't my taste this year. however i did manage to buy a dozen of their rolls. niiiice.

within the 5 minutes we were actually inside the store we had to:

• keep our kids from being trampled by the insane women
• keep our kids from stealing anything... such as small pens, bracelets, on our way out the door. okay that was just my kid. why do they put those things right at the level kids can reach them?

and we went to the mall play place. mistake #2. at the play place we had to:

• keep our kids from being trampled by the 50 other kids there.
• keep OURSELVES from being trampled by a certain "kid" (who looked to be like 15) who continually ran at warp speed throughout the play place and at one point nearly knocked me over. seriously there should be an age/height/weight limit for these places. this fellow clearly exceeded all 3. so i'm complaining about it to andrea, point the kid out, wonder aloud where his parents are & why they're not reprimanding him for almost killing all children & adults who get in his path. cut to 5 minutes later, the kid walks up by me & reaches behind me to get a drink supplied by his grandpa...who is sitting DIRECTLY behind us. whoops.

after around 20 minutes, we decided to change our game plan and headed for barnes & noble. not necessarily mistake #3, but we had to...

• thwart our eyes from the dirty looks given to us by the B&N worker in the kids section. he was mad because the kids were getting out books and not putting them away. now i'm all about cleaning up after your kid but we were waiting until we were leaving so that we didn't have to clean up like 25 times. well he wasn't having it. he would grunt and "humph" each time he came behind one of the kids and picked up a book and then shoot us another glare. i am sure right now he is venting on his blog about "irresponsible mothers" who don't clean up after their kids. but whatever dude, we're doing the best we can.

finally it was time for the boys to get out. so we met them at In-n-Out, and enjoyed some fun company. then tyler got the "3's" and capped off the night with some laughter. caleb was so happy to be with his "best fwiends" again and cried almost the whole way home. thanks gizzies, for a good time. next year though, andrea, how about we stay home & eat chocolate? i'll bring the hot rollers...