Anyone for some WalMart Bingo?

Today we had to run to WallyWorld and “they” have torn the store up in a desperate (although obviously not well thought out) attempt to spruce up the looks. Why? It’s still a WalMart. I expect to find dog food, Tylenol and baked beans on the same aisle.

Everything has been moved and none of it makes sense. In my opnion (if there are any store planners who read this blog) put everything that pertains to children (diapers, toys, crayons, Mylicon, ear plugs) in the front of the store; so mothers do not have to wander around the store’s four corners with cranky, screaming children. Put everything that women need (groceries, cleaning products, bundt cake pans, hygeine products and cattle prods) right next to the children’s section. Put all the beauty products right by the checkout lines (appropriate since we don’t think of ourselves until the last minute) Put everything that a man needs (socks) in the parking lot in a drive thru fashion, maybe they will get their own that way.

I digress.

Well, all the birthdays are over for a little while and we all had a wonderful time celebrating. I ended up getting my (much drooled over) Mickey Mouse watch from my parents. I can’t express in words how happy I am to have that icon back on my wrist reminding me to smile no matter what time of day it is.

The Man wanted homemade BBQ for his birthday dinner. I took on that task and had a ball yesterday tweeting about different “butt” jokes as I prepared a 6lb. Boston Butt to smokey, tangy goodness. For one last joke…my butt was the best part of his birthday!

Tomorrow is my OB appointment and I look forward to a quick check on how this little one is doing. It will be a short visit ( no ultrasound ) and the girls will be going with me. There will be a Toe Report update as well (hopefully I can find my polish remover some time tonight or you will be shocked at the flaky green polish that looks a lot like fungus from the pedicure my sister gave me about 3 weeks ago)

Toodles until tomorrow…

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