let me paint you a picture...
Up really late Thursday night because when the husband is gone, all kinds of noises are amplified and the TV must stay on until at least 4 am. Friday morning, wake up, get kids off to school, feed baby and 4yo. Hastily dress (sure, this matches... enough) and pat that wicked short hair down (3rd day no washing it). Run out the door to pick up a friend and take her to the airport.
Think, "Hey, Costco is kind of on the way back and I don't know another time when I am going to be able to get all of the supplies for my Mother's Day dinner." Yes, buying dinner provisions for Mother's Day is on the TO-DO list.
Run around an oddly-busy-for-Friday-morning Costco with two little boys happily munching on every sample item (CREAMIES today! woot woot!). Take a bite of the Creamies and make funny noises. Look to the left. See an old high school boyfriend. With his adorable wife. Stop and chat.
Walk away content that he no longer resents you breaking up with him because DANG, lady, look how you turned out! His wife also feels much better that she is way cuter than that old high school girlfriend he once had. You know, if he even kept his Prom pictures.
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Tuesday, May 10, 2011
greasy and grimy
by Anna M at 8:44 AM
Labels: all about ME, true story
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5 wise comments:
That is hilarious!
I bet you were totally darling.
I always have trouble sleeping when my hubby's out of town, too...for the same reasons. And I use the same remedy.
Funny that you ran into an old flame...
=)
Who was it! Which one? I mean, you had so many...
crazy lady!! you always make me laugh!!!
at least you were not 8 months prego.
Groan. I thought it was bad that I always run into my hairdresser on days that I don't wash my hair, but this is worse! But look at the way you've blessed their lives and helped them to feel better about themselves. You are such a do-good-er.
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