The true highlight of the weekend:
We're at the local Macy's GRAND OPENING DAY, and they are giving away discount cards worth up to $1,000. Mine was worth only $10, but still - kind of cool. I promptly picked out three pairs of adorable earrings and called Steve over to get his opinion on which pair needed to come home with me. He laughed at me clutching my new gift card, a pile of shiny things, and my half-finished coffee in my grubby little hands. "What do you have there?" he asked. "I'm getting earrings!" I said. "Which do you like better, these (holding up pair of mid-size hoops), or these (switching hands and dumping coffee all down the front of my white t-shirt)?
The lady at the Clinique counter handed me a sample sized eye-makeup remover (???) I asked her if she knew where the white t-shirt display was, as apparently I was now in the market for a new one.
Steve calls me "the spiller." This has happened before.