Last week I had Subway for lunch. The $5 sub of the day was the BMT. I don't really like the BMT. I prefer the Spicy Italian. But when I got to the cash register . . . I lied and said it was the BMT. I know. I am not proud. But in all fairness, I didn't really out right lie. The guy at the cash register just assumed it was the sub of the day and I didn't correct him. I'm a naughty girl.
I totally wish I had a gay guy BFF.
I bought lottery tickets for the first time in my life on Saturday. Five Powerball and five scratchers. I didn't know how to do it, I had to ask the cashier at the Circle K. She looked at me like I was an idiot.
On Thursday it was raining as I drove to work. After I parked my car, I quickly grabbed my purse, phone, umbrella, diet coke with vanilla, iPod, etc. and bolted into the building to avoid getting wet. As I put my things away I realized I didn't have my car keys. I walked outside to see if I had left them in the car. I did indeed leave them in the car. In the ignition. And the car was still running. Awesome.
My oldest son's new teacher has eyes that look in two different directions. So when you are talking to her, she is not looking at you. With either eye. And when she is talking to you, you don't know where to look. And I am already feeling like my son got slighted this year because his teacher has this distracting "difference" that she has no control of. I am judging this woman because of this. I am totally going to hell.
My baby starts Kindergarten today. And I am just hoping I can wave goodbye to her and make it back to my car (which hopefully won't be running) before I fall into a blubbering, convulsing heap of crazy. Wish me luck. ***UPDATED*** Fail. Huge fail. Not only did I not even make it out of the Kindergarten area before I started bawling, but my MIL called as I was walking to my car and I got her crying hysterically too. Super.