May 09, 2010 17:55
I take a special thrill in going to Joann Fabrics or Michael's and seeing a grandma drag around a grandson who's about my age, who's wearing some fancy, gangsta-looking black shirt, one of those popular box-shape baseball caps, and is wearing pants that should be hanging below his butt. Especially when she makes him carry around her basket of yarn and holds up different balls of yarn to his shirt and asks him if he would wear that color. I like to take extra time in deciding upon my purchase in these moments. Especially when the grandma slaps her grandson for trying to text while he's out shopping with her.
I feel like rewatching some Harry Potter and re-reading the last book, but it's all packed away! :(
(PS- what's the name of the Ball in the Goblet of Fire book? Wizard's Ball doesn't sound right....)