Yesterday, I went to meet my fellow mommy friend and her daughter at Coffee Bean. I think Sophie is going to be Paisley's forever BFF. I just get such a nice feeling about it. Paisley was trying to hold hands with her. It was so cute! Paisley doesn't just hold hands with anyone. You know if there's hand holding going on, Paisley is infatuated.
We had a lovely time. An elderly woman named Joyce even came up to us and asked if she could "hold one of the babies." She explained that she was a nanny to twins that had moved away and she missed holding babies. She proceeded to give my friend and I her phone number and we said good-bye.
So, after our lovely coffee date; I proceed to Best Buy and BOrders to try and attempt the completion of a few gifts. My nephew's birthday is the day after Christmas, so I also have to go irthday shopping.
I end up at Smiths, after heading to my attorney's office. Well, my busy free-flowing day came to a halt by some old people. I am talking, I got stopped every twenty feet with some sort of a lecture about how I "shouldn't have that baby out in this weather!" And, " why would you bring your poor little angel out in this? She is not a doll, you know." Excuse me but, WTF?
Also, I got rammed! RAMMED! This is the umteenth time that has happened. And, it is always, ALWAYS by an elderly person. There was a back-up of sorts infront of the egg cooler. I was grid-locked. I had two people with two carts infront of me. I was pushing Paisley's stroller and then pulling a shopping cart. So, obviously, I had a lot to handle. Well, little-miss-impatience-granny decided to ram me with her shopping cart. The base of it smacked me in both of my ankles. OWWW! I felt like screaming, "BITCH!!"
Instead, I turned around and said, "I love it when old people ram me, while gridlocked and with a baby. Thank you, you old assholes!" Of course, many-an-eyebrow raised after that comment.
I finally got home at four. I am so thankful that I actually got my grocery shopping done and don't have to think about it this weekend! YAY!
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