Yay Friday, Y'all.
(Love Lift Us Up Where We Belong)
I grab 40 of them, and remark to the woman next to me, "Can you believe the treasures here?"
And she's all, "You're blocking the Smershey's Shmocolate Kisses. Can you be crazy somewhere else?"I pack the glasses tightly into the store basket, and I receive permission from the manager to take the basket off the premises and to my car. But once I'm at my car, I realize I can't have these loose little gems rolling around everywhere on the drive home, and possibly breaking.What would you do?Me too. I stole the shopping basket from the Dollar Store. Aside from placing dirty diapers in our porch planters, this is the most white-trashy thing I've done.4. Sam and I came out of a family Christmas party to see Kid B, asleep in the car like this:
That's gotta win some award, doesn't it?5. I was checking out the search terms that lead to my blog the other day. I found "alien boobs."First off, I have never blogged about alien boobs. Second, *who types this as a search term? I mean, seriously?*If this was you, I apologize.7. So, what are y'all doing this weekend?
