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While I was out paying bills I decided to kill two birds with one stone and let Fiona pick out her one school outfit per year that is free from parental scrutiny.

She. Gets. One.

This year she picked a cute, hip little coordinated Jogging suit that covers everything and is "Warm enough for Winter but is cotton so I won't be too hot Mama."

She even picked the right size... all by herself.

I was cruising the clearance racks and asking her if she wanted to get anything else and started pulling cute little things that matched the ensemble to show her.

DE-Freaking-NIED. She would have NONE of IT!

An amused AARP member noted my plight and asked if we were looking for a specific size because she had just bought that EXACT skort for her G-daughter and was told by the girl it was too large and she had just returned it so she was was betting it was still at the counter....

I told her, "No, but thanks. I was told the skort was tacky and she wasn't going to wear it."

I don't know what's wrong with a hot pink and fuscia skort that is a camouflage print made up of butterflies on acid.

Back on the air at last...

So technology has advanced and we are still writing... the Day of the Rainbowen return.