Today we seesters got in trouble for having balloons in the food court at the mall. We are total Balloon Bad Asses. Apparently, they train mall security guards that 6 balloons and a little birthday cake means the world is about to end. 6 gang members with concealed weapons is ok in a food court, though, in case you wondered. HAPPINESS IS NO LONGER ALLOWED IN MALLS.
Here's my husband with the bunch of terror balloons:
Even though I am afraid of balloons, I posed with the balloon cluster, too, because fear can be overcome (here's proof). It's the fact that they could pop in my face and that they move on their own that scares me, not that they are weapons of mass destruction as all the mall security guards think they are:
And, if you were wondering what would happen if you combined Dorothy Hamil's hair + Posh Spice's hair + a short Jewish girl, here's what you'd get (a balloon bandit):
Visit Linda Woods Artworks for prints on canvas, paper, or wood for all size spaces and budgets.