Update: I took the prom dress today to Macy’s mall in Phoenix for a refund or an exchange without the receipt. My daughter threw the receipt thinking that she didn’t need to return it. Guess what? They were so apologetic about and felt so sorry for my daughter. Since they didn’t have the same dress available on stock for an exchange, the manager gave me more money for what the dress cost, which will the cover gas and for the distress that it caused my daughter. I thought it was good business. Thanks Macy’s.


Pahabol: this was taken on the prom night.

It is prom night at P High school. Daughter A is going to the prom again for the last time before she goes to college this fall. Things started out good. When I got home from work at about 4 PM, I saw her sitting on the couch applying nail polish on her nails and looked relaxed . She wasn’t dressed up yet and so I asked why. She said, “it is only 4 PM and C is not going to pick me up until 6 PM.” So, I let her be.

Then at 5:15 PM, she started applying make up and fixing her hair. I thought I was going to help her with the make-up, reason why I came home half an hour early from work. She said she could do it herself and could get it done in 15 minutes. She didn’t need my help after all. Everything was under control until she was about to put her dress on. “Mom, look!” Oh my! The security tag was still attached to the dress. Macy has done it again. The salesgirl left the security tag on the garment. I knw those tags are impossible to remove except with a special tool. I tried yanking it on each side but to no avail. She then asked for daddy’s help. Daddy immediately got up and headed to the garage. He found a plier and wedged it in between the tag. Suddenly, a yellow paint squirted all over her dress. It was an ink-security tag! “Oh my, what shall we do?” I tried washing it off but it made no difference.

Lexie remained calm while I felt devastated. I was mad! Mad at myself for failing to notice it at the store. Mad at Macy for not doing their job like they were supposed to. And why didn’t we notice it before the prom? Why or why? All these reprimanding questions will certainly not help A on her prom night. A, however, never showed her frustration and remained positive about the whole thing. She said, “it is okay.” I said, “let’s just hope no one notices it.”

Let’s see if you can detect the marks on the last two pictures.


Arrrgh! What a disaster!

Taken on the rock lawn in front of our house.

Taken in the back porch.

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