How I know I'm a grownup
I got an invitation today to the (high school) graduation party of my middle school librarian's daughter.
Mrs. Dobrez Cindy knows I can't go, of course, and even noted that this isn't a gift grab, she just thought I'd like to see how the senior pictures turned out (I saw a preview of them back in January when I dropped in to the library) - but I'm sure that if I were closer, or planning a random trip to Michigan, I would be welcome at the tiki bar.
Oh, man, I want a tiki bar so badly. /random
Oh, man, I want a tiki bar so badly. /random