I don’t know where she gets the sassiness

The Sister Club (sans Sister #3) journeyed to the great wild lands to the north (Blaine) to attend a Pampered Chef party. Yeah. I hate these kinds of parties — all of them. I promise you, all my female friends, I will never host any kind of party like that ever.

Since The Stink had class, Jaycie and Max joined us on the journey. While Max amused himself with his new DS, Jaycie joined all the pampered chefs at the table. We sat next to each other, ignoring the woman blathering on about how awesome the $30 oven mitts are. I rolled my eyes at Jaycie to indicate how very much I don’t like listening about $15 spatulas.

When the blathering ended, Jaycie stood up in front of me, dancing.
“Why are you in such a hurry?” she asked.
“I gotta go home and do homework,” I said.
She stopped, put her hands on her hips, and wagged her head at me. “Why didn’t you do it before you came?”
“I don’t know,” I said.
“I did mine before I came,” she said.
“I was at work before I came.”
“I was at school!”
“So?” I said.
“So you need to better manage your time,” she said.
“You’re TEN! What do you know about managing time?” I asked.
“I got my homework done.”

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4 Comments

  1. Thomas 31.Oct.07 at 3:54 pm

    BURN! 😀

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  2. Edge 01.Nov.07 at 11:58 am

    I also hate any sort of “sell to your friends” so-called “parties.” It’s annoying to me that a friend would want to put me into a situation where I have to buy something from them. If you don’t, there is some sort of guilt for not helping your friend, while at the same time, most of the stuff is over-priced or single-application use only. If a friend is hurting for cash, I’d rather lend it to them… hell, or just give it to them. Just please don’t sell me anything (unless your kid is selling those sweet ass Girl Scout Mint cookies. I’ll take 6 boxes, please!).

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  3. phil 01.Nov.07 at 6:31 pm

    spatulas…wow

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  4. PeeWee 04.Nov.07 at 11:38 pm

    Excellent entry on so many levels! I hate those parties, and love the sassy.

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