Well we are on the road. 230pm and only in GA. At this rate I will be driving all night. So the last thing I need is a 6 year old screaming and crying because I turned off the car and it shut off the DVD player. I don't hit my child but came sooo close today. Don't pull a brat move on me in this heat!! I told her if she did nor stop I would throw her DVD out of the window. She said "you won't do that ". She apparently does not know that I don't like being told I "won't" do something. I do it just because.

So after the crying ended, we got back
In the car and began our GA treck up 95. Which state should I leave this mathem and disappear into?

I think I will wait for MD. I am not a southern girl

I only have 4 more working days until vacation and I have already checked out. I am living vicariouly through my relatives on FB that are in OC right now. Planning how many times I can eat Mac n' Manco pizza in 1 week.

However the bizarro world of work always creeps into my mind and stops my day dreaming. A man on twitter has 70,000+ followers. REALLY! Is he a movie star? Journalist? How is he famous? Then after looking at his profile his location says: "# Location Inner Pussy Walls". WOW, now I know. The surprising and even more disturbing thing is, this does not shock or offend me. I guess I am that twisted. I had to run and tell a male co worker what it said. Is this normal, I ask myself. I am sure my BFF will tell me, but I think she is just as twisted as I am.

Oh Steve! You make our lives so difficult.

Can't you just admit to the design flaw and move on to a solution. You took 1.5 hrs today to blow smoke and let people look and listen to you to say nothing we did not already know.
Check your ego at the door. I now understand why women turn to women.

Can I have a pink bumper?

Thanks Steve!!

While I am on hold with dreaded IT, let me start. Bizarre things happen in my life on a weekly basis, most of them I call my BFF about and we laugh it off.

I was in Costco the other day planning to stop at Starbucks after. I checked out and got in line to get a churro to go with my coffee. the guy behind me decided to strike up a conversation.
"Are the hot dogs here good?" I said yes. "Are they juicy? Do you like them a lot?" Really asshole? Do you think I don't know you are making sexual references? Don't be so obvious! Then he looked at my purchase of a Sonic care tooth brush with the receipt sitting on top. "Oh, I did not know they are that expensive, I have a ton of them at home. " Is he trying to tell me he has a lot of money because he has Sonic Care toothbrushes at home. Not working. Then he says "So what do you like on your hot dog?" Ok now he is pissing me off. Are you really trying to have this conversation with me?

I quickly got my churro and ran to my car, to call the BFF. It has got to be the bra!

Ridiculousness

Such is my life. Inspired by Chris F.