Idiotic manufacturers of children's holiday items strike again

Remember the scandalous Halloween costume?

I was getting Britt's Littlest Pet Shop-themed Valentine cards ready for the party at school today when I saw this:



Uhhhh, no. No way.

I'm alive, barely...

I've been really, really sick the past two weeks. Of course, it wasn't until after I took Britt to see a doctor last weekend that it occurred to me that it wasn't just a bad cold or maybe the flu that I had, but a major sinus infection (which also led to an ear infection and a horrendous case of bronchitis) that could be quickly cleared up with some antibiotics and I could have easily (and should have) signed myself in to see the doctor too. But I was too muddle-headed that day and then I didn't feel like going back, so I toughed it out and it damn near killed me.

As a result, my house is looking pretty wrecktacular right now. I was looking around at the accumulated debris today, trying to figure out where to start while trying desperately not to cry, when I saw this, mocking me:



I took the hint, and went back to bed.