Goodbye, Benji. Adieu, mon ami.

I like Michelle's blog. She always has cool pictures. I wish I had cool pictures. I wish I knew how to post cool pictures. I wish I was a little bit taller.

I think my father might be suffering from some sort of illness. He called me up the other evening and says, "I heard you need a new coat. If you have time tonight I thought we could meet at Burlington Coat Factory and I'll buy you a new coat and give it to you for Christmas." I had actually been feeling pretty crappy that day (sinus cold thingy) but when Joeboo offers to buy you something you don't waste that opportunity. So I of course agreed to meet up with him and he ended up buying me 3 NEW COATS. One for everday use cause he said my current coat (nicknamed Benji) was a piece of crap and he was embarassed to be seen with me in it. Then he got me a new winter dress coat (I like it cause it has a fur collar and makes me look like royalty) and a red leather jacket. I was flabbergasted. Especially about the leather coat. And he's the one that suggested looking at leather. It's in a special room that you have to have unlocked by an associate but he wanted to look around in there. I took home the everyday one which is a brown faux fur (Bob was there too and he said it was like Persian mink or something) coat and I will receive the other two on Christmas. There's a part of me that's worried that Joeboo has a brain tumor or something but there's another part of me that says I should take advantage of this sudden streak of generosity.

Oh, I almost forgot. We kept losing Bob in the Women's Shoes department. And then my dad bought him socks. If you ever have the chance, I suggest going shopping with those two. It's quite entertaining.