It was not me who, while going to eat at Cold Stone Creamery, saw a jar labeled "tasting spoons" and picked one up. While it was on it's way to my mouth (because i taste my spoons first!) the guy working there said "Uh maam? Those have already been used!" My eyes got huge and i dropped that spoon in a hasty manner! Sammie and i giggled hysterically while we picked out our ice cream and mix ins.
It was also not me who pondered aloud whether or not i should use cover up on Connor's nose after he had a run in with the wheel of a tricycle. He has fall pictures at his daycare tomorrow and it looks like someone sliced some skin off his nose, because, you know, that's what happens when wheels of tricycles come in contact with little noses.
I won't be using coverup by the way.
It was guess who? Not me! who REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY enjoyed dressing up as a zombie for an early Halloween party this past weekend. It came me an excuse to put on makeup and make myself look AWFUL because i didn't brush or wash my hair! Hehe, zombies aren't supposed to smile though. I had a hard time with that concept.
Me and my zombie love
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