For those of you wondering why Sunday is throwing up, fear not. Sunday Regurgitation occurs every Sunday, when I link to a prior post of mine, because I am trapped under something heavy and am unable to write anything original or riveting. Hopefully someone will notice I’m missing, remove whatever is suffocating me and I’ll be back to normal by tomorrow. But just in case this doesn’t happen, think of me fondly.
I took Zoe shopping yesterday.
For three hours.
That means she’s a teenager.
And she’s a girl, which makes her a female teenager.
Which means I went shopping with a female teenager for three hours.
Without any kind of narcotics whatsoever. Or liquor.
That’s like a nanosecond in teenage years.
And something like OH MY GOD, SOMEBODY SHOOT ME in mom years.
I’m putting in for combat pay and ten weeks of vacation.
While I’m filling out the paperwork, I’ll leave you with this post I wrote last year: Lack of communication a/k/a shopping with a teenager.
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Happy Sunday, everyone!