He left Monday morning and wasn't supposed to be back until Friday night, late. But the
Surprised, as in, bolting upright in bed, gasping so loud and long that all the oxygen in the room was depleted, and
Yep, I was that surprised.
But, because my hubby was home again, I was able to go shopping
While doing so, I discovered something about myself.
I talk to myself...out loud.
I can't seem to help myself. I'll be making good use of my time
Finished? Ok, moving on.
So, when I spy
Ugh, yummy or mmmmm (said with sarcasm, of course), yuck, bleh, and blek are some of my favorites.
I don't mean to do it, it is just spontaneous. Then I would find myself looking around quickly to see if anyone heard me. But, when someone has witnessed first hand my craziness and then I know that they know...well...it's just embarrassing. Then they know that I know that they know. Know what I mean? You haven't fallen asleep here in class, have you?
Anywhoo, then I would try not to whip my head around, as to not call
But, by the end of the night, I found myself shushing myself after making a comment. Sshhhh! What the heck is up with that? I'm embarrassed of myself, really. I'm surprised that the people with the loony cart aren't following me around, waiting for the moment that I crack.
As if the talking to myself wasn't bad enough, the
So, talking to myself and making farting noises...
Does anyone want a shopping partner?