My kids think call me a germaphobe because I discourage them from drinking out of my water bottle or glass. I am also a serious hand washer and always follow up the washing with hand sanitizer. But I
don’t believe I’m a germaphobe, I think I’ve just learned over the years what to do to keep from getting sick. But grocery shopping is starting to put me over the edge.
At Kroger they have sanitary wipes so you can clean the cart off before you begin shopping. You just never know what snotty-nosed little kid or sick adult might have touched that handle. I get my cart all shined up and then begin a happy trip through the store with my hygienic, shiny, germ-free cart. And life is good at Kroger until I get to the checkout.
As I begin putting my items on the belt. The bagger begins bagging and places my bags in a different cart. A cart that isn’t hygienic, shiny and germ-free. This could be a snotty-nose kid cart for all I know and now I have to drive this germ machine all the way to my car. And if I touch the dirty cart and then the bags well I might as well just check myself
straight in to the hospital because I know I’ll get some kind of sick germs off the cart.
It’s like rolling the dice every time I go shopping. I’m going to start carrying a can of Lysol in my purse. Maybe as they’re standing there in my Lysol induced fog they’ll get the point.
School pictures are awesome, I love them. Especially being able to see how much the kids change from year to year. But there’s a new trend, one that must make the photographers rich, because they now do school pictures twice per year. Once in the fall and once in the spring. I think that’s overkill. I realize I don’t have to order pictures twice per year
but I do because they’re so cute.
Fall pictures are more focused on close-ups so you can really see the freckles and missing teeth. Spring pictures are full body shots usually with woods or spring flowers in the background. This year William
chose to have a waterfall in the background. But it doesn’t matter what
background he chose because your eyes never make it to the background. Something went terribly wrong when the photographer took this picture. Now I understand the wrinkly shirt and the folded down pocket, I expect that. But this I didn’t expect.
I don’t post pictures of my kids but you have to see this so I’m showing you just the bottom portion of the picture.
wiener isn’t that big.”
It was one of those ‘Mom’ moments where you bite your lip to keep from laughing and even after you taste blood you still keep biting.