Everyone's A Critic

I swear I got on the elevator this morning with one of those muppet critics. Please someone tell me if ever I have such a bad day that my chin detaches from my face and my bottom lip comes up to my nose because that is a sign that (even though it is Friday) I should just stay home. If that guy looks like that every day, he should probably try to channel Jim Henson and curse him for using such an uncanny likeness in his puppets.

PS: Also, if my eyebrows ever get to the point they outweigh the hair on the top of my head, I would like for someone to call me out on it too.

Customer Service Yields One Rude Toddler

We went to Lowes yesterday for yard supplies. A gentleman asked if we needed anything. My husand and I both politely dismissed him and continued looking, but the three year old yelled at the gentleman to, “Go away, get on out of here, shoo shoo.” I reprimanded her. Then I hear her making crazy screaming, squealing noises. I looked behind me. There was another Lowes employee laughing and throwing her arms up in the air to make her scream. Then I turned to the three year old to see what she was doing. She was sitting in the cart flipping the Lowes girl off just as plain as day. I don't do that. Where does she get this stuff?? I guess that'll teach me to get the nascar cart next time when she asks.

Keep me in your prayers. One of us will soon be committed.