Sunday, October 16, 2011

More blonde than I'd like to admit

My sweet husband took me out on a fun date of mini-gold and dinner. We went to Kneaders for dinner and it was delicious. As I went to leave the restaurant, I saw someone who was about to come in, so I stepped back, and then they stepped back. So I thought 'we'll I guess I'll go' and then they moved forward too. That's when I realized that "oh, that's me" and it was my own reflection in the slightly tinted door that I was trying to let in to the restaurant. It provided us with a good laugh.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Eggs and then some

I was at Sprawlmart yesterday, sifting through cartons full of broken eggs to find one that was not, when I felt someone slap my backside.

M, the only one allowed to do that, was clear on the other side of the store, so I turned around to see a little 3 year old boy and hear this from his mother:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

and then to the boy "Stop touching people!"

"I'm sorry."


I laughed and was just glad/thankful it wasn't some weirdo.