In today’s random issue, the 40 wipe dookie, a forced competition, and pancreatic strife.
Today started with the alarm going off an accidental hour earlier than necessary. Did I go back to sleep? Naw. That woulda been sissy! Next stop was a three hour glucose test at the birthing center. Do you have gestational diabetes? Let’s find out by starving you, making you drink syrup that tastes like a horrid children’s vitamin and then drawing your blood 4 times. Mwah ha ha ha ha haaaaaa! Next on the agenda, you must bid on a house right this minute and compete with an unknown number. It better be a good one! Now… go find money! Quick like bunny! Time to pick up the girl from school! Did she pee pee before leaving the premises? Are ya kiddin me? That would be much too easy. Nothin like a damp carseat on a hot day. Mmmmm! But wait… there’s more! Let’s get to the park and have a very public doo doo. All. Over. Everything. Good thing I left the wipes at home. (Thank you, kind acquaintance for the timely rescue). Ok, day, you have a few hours to redeem yourself. Watcha got! Show me watchyer workin’ with!!!
