Saturday, October 11, 2008

Crazy lady

Every neighborhood has one I happen to be the one in mine, and I'm not even technically old enough to be it.

**True story happened tonight***

I walk into the store, notice people looking at me strange. Then I notice I still have my apron with icing on it from the cookies I had baked.

My poor children will be so embarrassed, maybe that is why I don't have any. At least my hair was not in rollers!

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