How does this happen...

Today was my daughter's birthday. She turned 9 and much to my chagrin she looks 11. I can remember the day she was born and it doesn't seem like that long ago. Funny thing is-I haven't aged a day since then. I am still 25. Anyway..when I got home from work she had decided that she wanted to go to Red Robin. That's fine..we haven't been there in a while and it IS pretty tasty. We go..the food is good, the visit uneventful. As we're getting up to leave, she looks out the window and decides she simply *must* go to Target. This is when I know I am in trouble. Target and me? Well..we get along too well. I can always find something I need there..even if I didn't know I needed it until I saw it (can we say iPod sock?). Turns out I needed $276 worth of stuff. How does that happen? I mean, really! It also happens that the only thing I got out of the deal was Lucky. Not in THAT way, of course (though THAT would be a reason to go to Target)..but the magazine Lucky. I probably could have escaped much less poor if my mom had not been with us. She is Queen of buying things. I ended up getting a shirt for the Coco (our Papillon), a bunch of summer clothes for my daughter, some Easter basket *essentials*, a bunch of cute bathroom towels, and some really cute gifts for upcoming baby showers. I tell ya, my life would be so much easier without Target.