"I got these tettoos for 30 cents Mom! Isn't that great? I am ready for the next spirit day!" Cirque chirped as she glided the "Go Green!" tattoos before my eyes quickly. "It isn't 'tettoos', it is "Tattoos", as in T-a-t-t-o-o-s...." retorted JD, with his annoyed big brother voice and a shake of his head. "Whatever! Aren't … Continue reading Confessions of a Shop-a-holic