Barbara Jean is toast! She called me no less than 37 times yesterday after lunch wanting to come spend the afternoon with me at work. No. Been there. Done that. Lived to regret it…ALOT. She could make the Pope nuts!
So, after a well placed little white lie (I told her the Chief was in the office so she needed to stop calling) the calls FINALLY stopped. I should have known enough to be scared…very scared. This is what greeted me when I got home from work yesterday afternoon:
Click the photo for a closer view. Dear Lord. She got me good. Now, you must first realize that I truly dislike the color pink. Barbara Jean knows this. Look what she did!! You can’t see it but there’s even pink silly string all over the porch! The items hanging from the top of the porch and the railings are pink and purple party boxes that say “Fashion Party”. Pink streamers EVERYWHERE. My, my, my.
Not only did she gift wrap the storm door in a brilliant flourescent pink foil paper but she also wrote messages on the wrapping. Among them:
“Bet you wish you had let me play at the office now!” and “Revenge is sweet”.
I laughed extra hard when I pulled the gift wrapping off the storm door only to find that she had wrapped the main front door as well! Gracious! Oh yes, revenge is sweet and the child will pay. This I promise. She got me good.