Thrift

So there is this thrift store a couple of blocks away from our house. I pass by it several times a day picking up and dropping off kids.
So this morning, I’m driving by after dropping the kids off at camp, and see that the treadmill is still out in front of the store for sale.
And then I notice the “lady” standing on the treadmill trying it out.
She is rather scantily clad in:
Black high-heeled ankle boots
Animal print short-shorts
Lacy shiny black nightie-looking top

She looks a bit like Jillian Barbieri in her “before” photo for Nurtisystems.
Lots of hair. Lots of boobs. Junk in the trunk.

She is also smoking a cigarette

I suspect that she is a “working” girl.

Then, I wonder if she will write off the treadmill on her taxes….

Judge

Go ahead.
Judge me.
Call me shallow.
But-
Last nite's finale episode of the Real Housewives of New Jersey was delicious.
Sweet. Yummy. Dolce.
Never mess with the little cute one.

Lever

Went to the bike shop in Berkeley today to check out the sale and get some tubes.
Haile and I were chatting while the wrench put the water bottle cage on his bike. The conversation went something like this:
Haile: I don’t want the brake levers in more.
Me: Didn’t you say that the levers were too far out when you were riding the bike through the house on Sunday?”
Haile: No, I said that they were too far from my hands.
Me: That's what he's fixing.
Wrench: You let him ride his bike in the house?
Me: (grimace) I’m not a model parent.

Blog.2

So, I blog again.
I will do my best.
Sheesh-would ya stop snickering?!

I will as though I am being PAID to blog.
Is that better?!

In my mind I’m having that snarky conversation and squealing, “Up yours! I will too do it!”

Anywhoo

Time does tell, now doesn't it?

Rx

So I go to pick up some Tylenol at the pharmacy for my husband after his procedure.
I swear, I thought that the bitch was going to shoot me in the ass with a tranqu gun, tag me, and attach a GPS radio to my collar to make sure that I was really going to give the meds to my husband and not sell them on the black market.
I mean, did I look that tore up?
I know I was lookin' a little tired, but did I look that much like a junkie?!