It's Just Life

I was at Walmart the other day, because it is just a fact of life.  You go.  You fill your cart and you choke when you see the total.  During this particular shopping trip, I did the unthinkable.  Yep, I tried on bathing suits.  Why did I torture myself?  Was I needing to be knocked down from my precarious pedestal?  Well when we went, it was busy...like crazy busy.  And I may or may not have had a severe slight case of gas.  And I may or may not have had a problem in the dressing room.  A very loud problem.  And there may or may not have been further evidence left behind.  And there may have been a woman sent to her doom as she was forced to use the only room left.  Yeah, she blogged about that...you know she did.  At the very least you know she was texting her BF.  It would go something like this:  "OMG!!  This woman totally let 1 rip the drssing rm.  I might die in here" 

I sent Ryan and Emily to their rooms on Wednesday.  I was tired of their bickering. And I wanted quiet.  I may or may not have fallen asleep after that. 

I hate grocery shopping.  There I said it.  I feel better.

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