So you know how I really, really hate that cell phone stalker commercial? Well, I should hate it on principle alone... but I LOVE the Bacardi mojito commercial with those people dancing in all those different outfits. I typically hate alcohol commercials only slightly less than perfume commercials (because really, what does a bottle of perfume have to do with rolling around on a beach with some psuedo-sexy emaciated model person?) If alcohol commercials actually showed you what the product did, those people would be too drunk to dance, and they'd probably be passed out in a corner somewhere. But I do love vintage dresses...
My class is over, but work is just picking up. Summer reading club signups start tomorrow, so I get to start wearing my cute SRC shirts and carrying around my new elephant tote! Woohoo! It makes it a lot easier to decide what to wear in the morning...
Also, did you know that the new American Girl doll shares the same name as a terrorist? Not good, AG. We always have a few American Girl parties each summer, but I think we'll skip Rebecca. "Okay kids, here's how you commit arson!" And the craft could be drawing up your very own Most Wanted poster! No thanks...
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