Its 10:15 pm....

Do you know where your child is? I do. She is at her girlfriends slumber party. I get a phone call at 10:15 pm asking me to come over. I'm asking why and I'm interupted with the response of we are doing makeovers. We decided to call and book you an appointment for 10:30 pm. Come on over. Uh... honey its late. Mrs. D said it would be okay. I tell her to tell Mrs. D that I would need a extreme makeover. She yells out...Mrs. D my mom said to tell ya she would need an extreme makeover. It is so quiet at that point you could hear a little voice ask in the back ground ask what is a extreme makeover. I just laugh. My daughter tells her my mom thinks she needs a lot of help. Gee thanks honey.