Who has Time?

First things first...
Think about this...
Winter storms are coming, and the race is on to see how much bread and milk we can buy. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH ALL THE MILK AND BREAD? I seriously want to know. I'm thinking that you need more that bread and milk. Also, today is Tuesday, by Thursday its going to be 60 degrees...

Second, Wynne Public Schools...did not get out for ice. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Third...

Walking through the grocery store, with YARM13YOL and Taylor, LOVING the fact that YARM13YOL basketball game was canceled due to ice in the town we were headed, fighting all the bread and milk buyers, YARM13YOL decided to walk in front of the basket instead of beside talking my ear off. As she steps in front, I noticed Mayor Nichols walking toward us, he waves, and YARM13YOL decides giant steps weren't bothering me and starts taking 2inch steps. Of course that causes me to ram her with the basket. DRAMA.

The Mayor and I talk. He walks off. I have to hear from YARM13YOL that now both her feet are probably broke and that I don't care. From Taylor...utter astonishment that I know someone as popular as the Mayor of the City of Wynne. Both of these discussions lasted the rest of the shopping trip. I thought kids came with remote controls. I got cheated.

You will be glad to know that YARM13YOL got up this morning and walked on those two broken feet. 'Its a miracle.

To Joanna...I thank you so much for the award and I am working on who to send it to...I haven't forgotten.