Saline, Shop N save and mufflers

Kill me now. Pey is sick. Seems DBD passed along to her his latest death bed illness. ( cold) Netties, I barely made it through this one without using my pillow for a weapon of DBD destruction. Now P has it. And is by far WORSE. She is whiny by nature, has been since shooting out of my womb. When you combine said whininess with inability to breathe through her nose. It get's ugly round here.

I made an 11:25 pm trip attempt to our local grocery store. Shop n Save. Seems Shop N Save is not open that late, however Advanced Auto Parts just might have been. Had P needed a simple muffler change to fix 'er up... it would've been all good. Alas jamming a muffler up her nose: wasn't the solution. Although I'll keep it in mind for DBD's next death bed episode. I careened into our even FARTHER AWAY local grocer and rushed in to find some saline and anything else that might help out. Tequila.


I have on black Old Navy flip flops.
A turquoise tank top with a purple medicine stain ON THE BOOBAGE.
A white bra that is hanging out.
Grey gym shorts that might have been worn in 5th period gym, 1992.
Hair.. twisted .. up in a scary way.

I got a HELLO from some dude. No joke. A joey. How U doin kinda hello.

Some chubbychasing mommy lover. Fo shizzle.

I think he may have been concerned by the bobby pin violently sticking out of my hair or turned on by the medicine stained boob.

Either way chubbychasingmommylover...

You rock. Thanks!

I also almost fell on my way out as well. Seems rain water and cheap old navy flip flops: do not mix.

Note that peeps. Cuz I know you ALL have at least ONE PAIR.

Pray for me that P sleeps.
Pray that I sleep.
Pray that chubbychasingmommylover DIDN'T follow me.

Cause at this point in the sickness game: I might invite him in for some tequila tea.