The sun was shining. No clouds in sight.
44 degrees in January.
All signs that would point to it being a good day.
until....
We reached for bread to make a PB&J sandwich.
No bread.
Reached for the milk for cereal.
No Milk.
No Cereal.
Things began to get worse.
We knew a trip to the awful, horrible, terrible Walmart was inevitable.
We get to Walmart and notice that EVERY single checkout line was full. Not just full....backed up and the lines formed down the shopping isles.
How could we be so foolish.
It was clear that Rexburg was no longer our lovely local hometown.
It now belonged to the 18,000 college students and their parents.
We even heard these words spoken in Walmart from a father to a son, "Do you think you will be able to eat up on campus, or do you need us to pack some lunches for you to take?"
REALLY REALLY?
Well we left Walmart and didn't even bother going to Broulims to get the rest of our groceries for fear that we would hear some mother offering to blow her daughters nose for her.
On a happy note, school started yesterday and my handsome husband did not have to go!!
I love "off-track husband" so much cause we actually get to see each other! Stori loves hanging out with her daddy and watching all of the extended versions of Lord of the Rings. She has even learned how to scream like a "ring-wraith."
Dan would like to wish a "Happy semester to all, and good luck to all the freshman with having to wipe their own bums for the first time" his words, not mine!
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| This is a picture of someone that actually does need help wiping |
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