Sakura's taking the NMBT tomorrow. Instead of the usual cram session, I thought it'd be fun to take her and Shizune for a girls' night out.
And so I did.
We got manicures, ate kobayaki, went shopping, and ended the night in a warm, heavenly bath. Unprofessional, perhaps, but the girls needed a break. I needed a break. The greatest wars are not always fought with swords nor on battlefields. They are conducted by mothers and professional women, fought in dirty kitchens, untidy homes, government halls, and classrooms, the types of battles no man could completely fathom. While I sternly uphold the need for female empowerment in modern culture, no lady should have to grit her teeth without due reprieve.
A woman must celebrate her own victories with confetti. Or soap suds.