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Things that may you go hmmmm….
Sometimes a trip to Walmart brings me such joy. It’s not because it’s one big pajama party. Every so often you discover astonishing merchandise. Close your eyes and step back into 1991. You are in the club, rocking bike shorts and a neon shirt when the dj spins some C+C Music Factory. File this one under “Things That Make You Go Hmmmmmm….” I wish I could have been in the conference room when this brilliant idea was pitched. Designer: I have an idea that is going to take this company to the next level. It’s a (dramatic pause) t-shirt that looks like a dress shirt. Oh, but it’s not just…
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It wasn’t me
I am not a fan of public bathrooms for obvious reasons. My children never have to go when we are home, but the minute they see a restroom sign it becomes urgent. I do have them trained to walk in like surgeons with their hands up in the air. They know not to touch anything. If they forget I squeal like Sharon Osbourne, “Don’t touch it!” Well, today I was the one who couldn’t hold it. I had just finished a large coffee from Starbucks. After three kids you run the risk of wetting your pants with a sneeze. There was no way I could hold it until I got…