tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34687963.post637088418524530734..comments2023-09-19T07:18:43.566-07:00Comments on mental tesserae: good griefJulie Q.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13737557893649934725noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34687963.post-70373878775388537612011-08-08T17:45:26.625-07:002011-08-08T17:45:26.625-07:00oh my gosh, this has me CRACKING up!
I once went...oh my gosh, this has me CRACKING up! <br /><br />I once went on a trip where I forgot to pack shirts (we had been waiting on the dryer to finish, then forgot and just left town!)so we stopped by a yard sale where--as luck would have it--the woman selling stuff was just my size.<br /><br />The only problem: it was summer and she was selling winter shirts. The ONLY short-sleever she had on the tables was a pink skull-and-crossbones graphic shirt with roses all around. I had no choice--I bought the thing. Mormon mom with five kids wearing a skull shirt . . .and the kids were the first to complain! Each time they looked my way they'd flinsh and say "Ew, mom--your shirt is grossing me out!"<br /><br />My husband was turned on by it, though. I'm still scratching my head over that part . . .Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com