I should have known it was going to be a weird day when I found
a nipple in the parking lot at Target.
It got weirder when I realized that the mileage on my Honda reached a milestone that only a person in their late teens/early 20s in the '90s could appreciate.
My day remained weird up until the very end when I met two great friends for dinner.
As per our norm, we stopped at Old Navy to peruse some bargains and I saw this sign on the door to the women's restroom.
I thought the sign was instructing me to put a baby on a George Foreman grill.
From parking lot nipples to Beverly Hills to a baby on a Foreman grill.
Weird, weird, weird, weird.
I wonder what tomorrow will bring.
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