My holiday was absolutely lovely with the exception of the twins getting nasty colds on Thanksgiving thus requiring they stay home with Dad while the older girls and I went to my Aunt's for the annual festivities. (Thank goodness for the tons of leftovers I grabbed before I left to enable us all to have Thanksgiving dinner together the next night.)
Oh yeah, and with the exception of when hubby and I got in to a "debate" about my blog.
It was at that time that I discovered hubby, who does not read my blog ,thinks that the bulk of what I do is bitch about him. He thinks that I have painted such a horrible picture of him that he wouldn't dare meet any of my blogosphere pals.
So in an effort to emphasize the fact that I do not constantly paint a poor picture of my husband I am shining the light on myself and blogging about what a weirdo I am.
Weeeell it's not so much that I am a weirdo as it is that I have the tendency to do weird things every now and then. Ok, yeah, I guess I am a weirdo.
Take for instance last Friday. Black Friday. The Friday in which people at a local mall were trampling one another to get to the good sales. Right. I joined in the madness.
No I didn't go to the mall.
But I did go to Wal-Mart. WAL MART.
If that isn't proof that I'm a freak then I don't know what is.
In my defense the Wal Mart in my neigborhood is only a few years old and hasn't yet turned in to crazy central. It's actually nice, clean and well staffed.
But still. What was I thinking ?
When my alarm went off at 4:15 I silently questioned my sanity but got up, got ready and headed out anyway.
And while I figured it would be madness I didn't count on seeing a line around the corner. A line that was not single file but quadruple file. After a few expletives and more sanity questioning I decided to take it as a personal challenge to brave the chaos. I found a spot to park and as it wasn't quite 5:00 when I arrived I stayed in the warmth of my car until I saw the line moving. And boy did it ever move. I didn't expect it to move so fast. I literally got out of my car and ran. Thank goodness it was still dark...because really I'm not sure why I was running. I mean even though the line was moving quickly there was still a buttload of people that had not yet been let in.
But, as luck would have it , the line went quickly and I was let in after only freezing one ass cheek off. And minus one or two traffic jams near electronics I quickly made my way to the toy aisle.
What was so important you might ask. Well believe it or not my 4 1/2 year olds have never had bicycles (they've had trikes and foot powered cars but no bikes) and I felt it was high time I stopped being a lamo and purchased them for my poor deprived children. So one Spiderman bike and one Disney Princess bike later, I left the madness. Sure, they had other great sale items but I could only take so much. And here's the funny thing. The bikes weren't even on sale. So yeah, I'm not sure why I needed to get to Wal-Mart at 5 am on the worst shopping day in the history of human beings ... It's a mystery...(cue twilight zone theme)
So there you have it. That's how I roll. I'm a freak, an oddity...uh me and all the other 4 gazillion weirdos who thought it was also a good idea to shop on Black Friday.