I've decided my new go-to accessory is going to be two dozen helium-filled balloons.
I don't often walk around with them gracing my wrists, but I think I need to change that.
Last night was sports banquet night at my girls' school. I was in charge of balloons.
So, I picked up a dozen each, blue and white, on my way from the office.
You know what happened?
EVERYBODY I passed in the shopping plaza and parking lot smiled and said hello.
Even the cool, young dude driving by in his lo-rider had to put his window down for a "Hi, there!"
I thought this is great commentary on our society.
I mean, who can't help but smile at a giant bunch of balloons bumping around some one's head?
If that what it takes to drive the crabbies out of my life, I think I'm on it.
And, I could color-coordinate for my outfit. Or my mood.
Maybe I can get one of those silvery Mylar jobs when I'm in the mood for something less obnoxious.
I'm sure seeing me shove the gas-filled mass into the back of my car without them taking off in the wind (which HAD to pick up as I crossed the parking lot!) or popping any of them had to provide some level of amusement for others. I'm sure.
I will say: The real entertainment came later, when I got to school. In the space of my 15-minute drive, a storm blew in. When I couldn't wait it out any longer, I made a break for it, balloons in tow.
The ribbons were SO TANGLED, it took two of us 10 minutes to get them apart!
Anybody want to join me and make this a real fashion trend?