Happy Halloween!!

I took the kids shopping for Halloween costumes. Cali wants to be a devil, Macey wants to be a slutty cheerleader, and Fletcher wants to be Dora- not Diego- Dora. This is normal, right?

It's a great day to buy some crap!

Today I had a garage sale. People will buy ANYTHING! And by people I mean Mexicans. Racist but true. I made $500 just by setting some crap in my yard and posting a sign that reads: Yard Sale Fri. and Sat.. I can't wait to get up and do it again tomorrow!

PS. If the lady that purchased my green and cream floral print dress is reading this, you may want to try it on before you wake up in a rush tomorrow morning to get ready for your friend's funeral (which by the way you were not too upset over). The dress is a size 8 and you my friend are not. But good luck with that.

Aahhh! The sweet smell of "powder fresh"!

So today I got to make a trip to Walmart (or as people in Texas call it The Walmart). It's been a slow month for us so I am trying to watch what I spend. Let's just say I've been using Ben's deoderant for the last 10 days (which by the way does nothing to stop my sweating like a man, but that's a whole other topic). I was really excited about my purchase but not so excited about the process. I have issues with Walmart. Not just with the people that work there, but with the people that shop there. This may come as a shock to some, but I can be somewhat judgemental at times. It's not that I think I am better than Walmart folks, but rather I don't feel as though I have a lot in common with them. I "speak English", and "take a shower every day", and live in a "house" not a "trailer". But there I was, three kids and all, making my way to the hygiene aisle giving everyone my best sympathetic smile as I went. I am especially nice to the greeter. As I pull my powder fresh scent Secret off the shelf I feel a warm hand on my back. It was a lady in her 40's, nicely dressed, trying to pass me. After all, we did have the cart with the double seat attachment on the front, because that's half the fun of going to Walmart- trying to maneuver that thing through the store. Anyway, as she passed she gave me a little pat and a smile- the same smile as I just got through giving Hamid the greeter! I realized in that moment that I was to her what everyone else there is to me. I'm sure she thought "poor single mother of three. She must of gotten pregnant in high school. And she is probably on WIC." I know what she is thinking because I think the same thoughts. I wanted to tell her that my husband is a dentist and we're just having a slow month, but I didn't. Instead I took some time to reflect. I really need to try a little harder to be a little less judgemental. I'm sure the lady wearing the gauchos with tennis shoes and a football jersey with 40 barrettes in her hair is just having a slow month too! God bless The Walmart!!!