Thomas and I recovered from our traumatic lunch. We finished school and ran errands.
The wind is blowing from 25-32 mph. It is 33, but with the wind chill, it feels like 21. I am just not ready for the wind and cold. It makes me cranky.
We picked up his school photos at the studio. This year we went to the photography studio that does photos for the schools and had his homeschool photos done. I am so disappointed. The background is a horrible color for his skin and he looks washed out. I should have just taken him to Walmart.
We then had to stop at city hall to drop some scouts forms off to a gal that works there. We had a very nice visit with the gal. She is the nicest lady, but every time I see her I just immediately feel guilty. She's also the Weight Watchers leader. Yes, I used to attend Weight Watchers. Yes, I lost tons of weight and put it back on. Ugh.
Back into the cold and wind, we went to the grocery store for milk and bread.
Final stop: Kmart. I wanted to check out the Halloween sales. Nothing was left but junk, sadly. I should have gone out at 8am because there were some cool decorations I would have liked to have had. Oh well.
While there, we decided to look for a pair of slippers for Thomas. He felt that would be safer than being barefoot after his splinter episode this morning. The shoe aisle is right next to the sporting goods aisle. At the end of the sporting goods aisle was an entire endcap of hideously obnoxious musical decorations. Remember that stupid fish that you pushed a button and it wiggled and sang? Well, these decorations were along the same vein.
So we're shopping for slippers, Thomas is being picky and taking his time, I'm already cold and cranky, and along come two 20-something men. Boys, I should say. They hit every #$%#@ button and turned every single one of those obnoxious things on. The sound just really annoyed me. It annoyed Thomas, too.
So we continued our shopping, listening to that cacophony of mind-numbing, canned, so-called music. There were many playing, but none were in synch, so it was like listening to 50 kids singing a song one word off from the next.
Finally, the music stopped, and I felt better instantly. Thomas decided he needed to try every single pair of slippers on that were his size, and many that weren't. He had about two pair to left to try on and then make his decision. Along come two teenaged boys. Just guess what those two boys did? GUESS?
They hit EVERY single button and turned all those %&*#!! things on again.
Now this is why I'm getting old. I snapped. Really, I did. I stepped out into the aisle close to them and yelled, "Damn it, you try shopping listening to that crap. Knock it off!" It was a mean tone, too. Their laughter stopped immediately and they stood with their mouths hanging open, staring at the crazy lady.
It was then I woke up out of my trance and realized what I had done. That is SO not like me. Before I could say I'm sorry, they shot out of there. I think the crazy lady scared them. I know the crazy lady scared herself.
Thomas and I shot out of there, too. Without slippers. I was so embarrassed!
Thomas couldn't wait to tell his dad what I had done. They had a good laugh about it.
I think it's time to become a hermit again. I don't have to leave the house until Saturday and I'm not going to. I don't need to scare any more teenage boys. I don't need to scare myself or Thomas. (Thomas didn't get scared, he thought it was funny.)
Years ago, as a young girl, I would have hit all the buttons and giggled, too.
It was not on my agenda today to teach Thomas that his mom can easily go postal at Kmart.