The Great Escape with B

Me and my friend B went shopping last night for the first time in a loooooong time. Now you have to understand, I don't shop on a regular basis, but it was time. I usually go bezerk and try to buy everything in Pier One, so we didn't go there.***sigh***
We DID, however, stop at the beloved Harold's on the way down. Now, I'm not much of a drinker, but I just had to enjoy a super-large, ice-cold Miller High Life and drink it out of the bottle in a paper bag. LOL...B opted for water.
I must be getting age-d. Yes, age-d (two syllables). Usually, I would never miss out on the opportunity to get the largest possible mixed drink they make, and slur my way through McRae's clinique counter. But not anymore. I'm getting the feeling I'm getting boring again.
After B's makeover at the clinique counter, we strolled through the mall and made a u-ee into V's secret. Toooooo many pretty things....toooo many pretty colors. It looked like Easter up in there! Lilac and pink tones and lace, oh my. There's an idea for ya, Easter Bunny! Stuff those plastic eggs with brightly colored thongs! heehee
Then on to the GAP. And guess who I saw? FAIRYGIRL and her precious husband! Fairygirl has a new haircut and looks faaaaabulous. Her mother-in-law tried desperately to teach me good English in the fourth grade at Noble elementary. Love to ya, Mrs. H! I caved in and bought a dark khaki skirt with kick pleat in front (sweeeeet) and a lighter khaki safari jacket that I could not resist.
No trip to the mall would be complete without a visit to JC Penney. Now you have to understand...they had a bathroom upstairs, and by now, the Miller High Life has made it to my kidneys, and is working it's way down the the 'ole bladder. Something about drinking beer just makes you have to pee much worse. What up wit dat? So riiiiiide the escalator up, then riiiiide it down. I must mention, the Easter Bunny himself was sitting outside the entryway to JCP's. His ears were downcast, and he looked a little worn. I should have said hi, and cheered him up. Poor Bunny, having to work for a living.
Then B said we could not leave town without going to Tar-jay...that's french for Target. I have never, ever been inside a Target in my life until last night. And I must say, it was everything I expected, and a piece of cake. My Boo wanted to treat us to supper, so he sent some funding with us. Guess what we ate? Burger King drive-thru. Gad....we are such cheap skates, LMAO. Nevermind....I had a blast and got out of town for a minute. B...how are your eyes this a.m.? Boo got back half his funding. That may be the first time in the history of the world that a man got a refund when he gave his girl spending money. Hmmmmmmm.....
Love you, B! Had a great time last night shopping, girl.