Yesterday I was on the go every moment it seems or I was trying to get things done around the house or I was trying to referee my three kids and whoever else's kids were in my garage or I was making a mad rush to the grocery store for celery (must. have. celery. I'm even eating it right now at seven in the morning.)
No wonder when I finally run off by myself to another commitment in the evening, I lock my keys in my car at the gas station. Kick me while I'm down- I dropped $4.19 a gallon and find out, oh yeah, you can't leave, too.
So, I call hubby to come unlock me and laugh at the mess I am, only to see that another blogger who happens to be in town also happens to be there at the gas station to witness the mess that I am. So of course we took a picture. Yay for blogger gas station meetups!
And so my cankles are glaring at me, reminding me. I need to just sit down already.