A day in the life of me

On a recent trip to Appleton I, with my parents and eight year old sister, visited the mall. Big. Bright. Loud. And stores. Lots of stores. We stopped at Pay-Less, I wanted to see what the seasons styles would be. And I learned that my sister is into labels. Who would have guessed! It was Hannah Montana and Wizards of Waverly Place. But the beautiful little flat (lacking Disney Chanel characters) held no interest to her. None at all! But of course all I could think was, 'Oh please, please, please, please PLEASE do NOT let her buy anything. ANYTHING!' And good news, nothing was bought. (Yay!)
Then we ate at Noodles & Co. It was great.
After that we went to Wal-mart. Dessert was bought. Toilet paper, paper towels, Yoo-hoo, etc. And the whole time my sister was all into this 'game' where we had magic powers and could cast spells and stuff. Fun, fun, fun... And then we went home. My sister played some Sims and went to bed. I played some Sims and worked on cleaning!
Yep, I did some house work today.
I organized the home video shelves.... stacking movies strategically so that of the two shelves that have been overflowing, one now contains the the stray videos that were on top of the TV, AND I have and empty shelf to fill with.... more movies I guess, I know we have some more around here somewhere. I also stuffed some stray toys into some old Kleenex boxes and while the living room is still a horrible mess, it at least looks ever so slightly less horrible.
Oh yes! And I also got my mom to clean out the fridge... it was very sneaky on my part. Actually I was planing to do it myself, but when my mother saw me sneaking into the kitchen with a trash bag she got spooked thinking I might throw out something that was still edible... I probably would have. But the point is: I stood there with the bag while she filled it up. I'm sure she felt pretty good about it even though she didn't clean the door out. And Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer (A juice drink bottle with Rudy's head as the top) is still in there... My sister got him when she was about three.... I guess it gets washed and reused or something... but it's in the way back and I really want to toss it.

Good Morning! I spent the majority of the night cleaning in the living room. Then I spent the wee hours of the morning watching the rest of Sex and the City season three. My sister woke up and I showed her my proud work in the living room, I had stacked found quarters and pennies on the coffee table, I asked her if that was my pay for cleaning, and she reluctantly said "fine" then she said all smug like "It doesn't matter anyway I still have more money then you." So I asked her, "Did you take all my money out of my wallet?" And she said yes. So I told her to get it for me, and Mother Dear came in. She knew that I was missing some money because she had taken me through the drive threw only to discover that she had to pay because my loot was mysteriously gone. Not so mysteriously, I had I pretty good idea where it was. But when Mother Dear questioned the little squirt about her sisters money she claimed to have no idea. So now, faced with the truth, she hands over the dough while Mother Dear hands out the punishment. Is it 'no TV for a week'? No Nintendo maybe? no.... nothing. "what is my punishment" asked the little sister, and what is the answer to her question? "I don't have to tell you." And Mother Dear walks away to, possibly, forget that the thief got away in the rush of the morning.

And so I lived for 24 hours. Adventure, fashion, and crime.