You know what sux? When you suddenly realize you have turned into an ATM machine for your teenaged daughters.

These girls have a much fancier lifestyle than I do. Waxings, hair styles, coloring, new wardrobes, manicures, pedicures....front row seats to see ASHANTI and limo rides to Sweet Sixteen parties in grand ballrooms...and so on ad infinatum.

In the past 5 days I've spent a good portion of my paycheck providing the bare necessities of these activities.

How did they get to be so damned popular and why did ripped up old levis have to go out of style?

okay ma, back to the VNA Thrift for your summer wardrobe. give me strength!