Ahem...
Anyhow - 'Salina DID make a sign for "my mother" - and it worked because I remembered.
However, while on "my mother" last night and today, I found many more important things than me to blog about.
Things like shopping trolleys.
Here are just two trolley incidents in blog life that brought me tears
- of joy: Special Survivors - A Not So Typical Outing
- of schadenfreude: This Eclectic Life - Karma or Cartma
(Oh, and just to bring it all back to me - or rather V - he had a shopping trolley story on his dating profile. Hmm - should I consider therapy - or shopping?)
4 comments:
ROFL - Kids know how to getcha, don't they?
When my husband wants something to get done he knows to leave a sticky note on my mouse.
Wait.
Are you saying that shopping isn't therapy?
Tee
Ha ha - my mother has tried many places to put notes for my father but is still searching!
V puts little notes on my shopping list - but we are still at the "disgusting" stage of our relationship where its all lovehearts before the "get milk and bread"!
Jenn
We-elll - costs money - YES, uncovers deep-seated neuroses - DEPENDS on if you are clothes shopping or not, successful in terms of overcoming dsm - Hmmm...
Girl, I'm so bad that it takes me days to get around to answering folks. Thank you so much for a link to my shopping cart story!
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