Where Everybody Has Your Name
2019-04-20, 8:46 p.m.
recently on Chaos Attraction
After doing some errands (mostly involving package mailing and getting candy), I went to the powwow in the morning and bought a lot of stuff--fancy beaded rainbow earrings and a rainbow starburst necklace and some earrings for Mom. Apparently they are taking a long time to get the actual dancing started these days--last year I came from around 10-11 a.m. (they “start” at 10) and they weren’t doing anything. This year I could hang around until 1:15 and they didn’t start until 12 and didn’t really get going until 1:15, sigh. Oh well, at least I saw some cool outfits.
Then I did a second makeup shift at the Craft Center, which was fun because people were making Ukrainian eggs, watching silly videos online, and I finished mending a skirt and started sewing patches onto a jacket while attempting to read the Mueller report. Got to about page 112.
After that I met Mom at the outlets because she wanted to go shopping, and we ended up getting shoes. I also went shopping for jewelry, since I needed to pick up some fake wedding ring for the play and knew Claire’s would have that down (it did), along with a bunch of other bling. We went to the Olive Garden (seems to be a controversial thing on the Internet) and the grocery store, which is where I had one of those moments that all the girls with my name, or any common name, have.
1. Mom is in the candy aisle and yells out “Jen?”
Life with a common name, man. Watch out, Isabellas.
Then we went back to my house, where Mom insisted on doing last-minute cooking at my house that I had no idea was going to happen, and then yelling at me about how she couldn’t find things (and took all my ice cream). I really wanted to be all “you’re judging MY house?” but didn’t bother.
In other news, I heard a funny story about someone that I got told I can’t repeat, but dammit, I was amused.