NoMoBloMo

I had to go to Walmart again today. I know I know, shut up about Walmart already. But! This is totally my blog and I must purge my wrongdoings somewhere so you are just going to have to deal. Look! You are totally still reading. You really are such an A-hole, but a lovable one so I guess that I will let you stay on to read this most uninspired tale of how I went to Walmart for my favorite generic pull ups. It was very very cold outside, and my eldest decided during our trip that she would not! wear! shoes! nor socks! So I had the barefoot child in the cart and one on my back without a hat and a sort of lightish sleeper on and there was glaring. At me! By the Walmart shoppers who were all bereft of teeth and morals and possibly clean underwear. In the end I buckled under the pressure of all the dirty looks and made Goldie put her hood up on her sweatshirt, as of course she was not wearing a coat which is certainly reserving me a special place in the 4th circle of hell. Then I actually asked an elderly greeter to assist me in putting the rain hood over Roob's head before going out into a blizzard. Am wonderful parent.

And this, dear reader will conclude the month of Najomamablowme where I successfully wrote every Goddamn day for 30 days. Am tired. Am taking the weekend off. See you Monday.