I dont dance....

So, I was at Walmart the other day, and trust me, I hate it there...I mean literally.

One good thing about Walmart is you don't have to dress in anything besides pajamma bottoms. I swear every time I go there I see some mom sporting her jammie bottoms with frogs on em, or nice warm fuzzy ones with a plaid pattern...Sometimes I even see them sporting the matching tops.

It makes me wonder why. Why is Walmart the one place in the free world that people think they can go to without putting clothes on? Or say even brushing their hair?

Its like a modern day nudest camp...only your not naked, your just not wearing clothes....

I mean, I admit, I have been known to go there with my workout pants on...So I am sort of being a hypocrite...well no not really because they are not jammies...these pants serve a purpose..

I often walk into the store and feel like I have dressed for a black tied affair when it is really a Halloween party.

But the other day is when it really hit rock bottom even for Walmart..

I saw this woman and her kid...her child was dressed in those footie jammies, and she musta been at least 10....no shoes...just her jammies..

the mom was wearing...get this....not only her jammie pants, but slippers...she was wearing slippers...

and neither of them had run a brush thru their hair in weeks...u can tell...

I wanted to offer to buy them shoes and clothes....
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Over the whole weekend the temp never got above negative 15....with the wind it was hovering around negative 40...

When you walk outside when its that cold, it sort of feels like your inhaling a porcupine.

Your lungs just hurt..

You also are sure you have a booger frozen and its dangling out of your nose, when really your nose is just freezing shut...

Your eyes feel as though a someone thru a box of nails into them...they water and it hurts to keep them open.

Its not a good feeling by any means.

trust me on this matter..

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I have a pretty big house, almost 3,000 square feet. I have three bathrooms, one on each level of said abode.

Each bathroom has its very own crapper...imagine that...But only ONE bathroom has a tub...the other only have showers.

So why is it every time I want to take a hot bath away from the kids and hubby one of my tots needs to take a crap?...and why do they choose to use this very bathroom?

I tell them to go use the other bathrooms...yet they don't heed my warnings..

They just prance in there, and unload...

Without a care in the world....

It seems there very bowels only want to function when I am in the tub trying to drown myself.

And for some reason, this is the only crapper that can sustain this job.

And frankly, its getting to me.

Oh and a big bonus...I found my movie...those tots arent as smart as they once thought...

You can bet on it..