Addendum to Saturday Smatturday!

So, today I did nothing too much but diet. And by diet I mean SLEEP! I slept for part of the day; hoping to wake up this evening & get in to something diva'esque. The diva'esque activity of the evening was reading yall's blogs & re-reading my own. After reading Theresa's blog, I got inspired to actually leave my sheets.


 TAPS, you said you didn't want to go to Zumba today, but you did. And you gave it all you had! Because of you, I reluctantly rolled outta my sheets (remember...I'm queen sheets whore!) & hit the floor. Did 20 push ups and flipped over to do some crunches. It was about 8:30 when the floor welcomed me. I had already made up my mind NOT to go to Walmart & deal with all the ghettoness that goes along with being there. I could just get my microwave in the morning, right? DamnitJanet if the Follow Through Guilt Bug didn't force me out to the WallyWorld Madness. There I am...waiting in line & checking out the folks around me. Looking at what randomness lies in their carts. Looking in disgust at the smashed Nutter Butters or some other sort of cookie on the floor near me. Appalled at the portly fella heading my way: Grey/black plaid shorts. Burnt orange U of Texas tee shirt with something en espanol scribed across the middle. And a huge reddish flannel that he's wearing as a "jacket." The fellas in the line next to me are checkin' him out & crackin' jokes. Just as I decided to text & send a picture of King Krazy to my girlfriend, he gets behind me in line. Breathing all winded and heavy and gross and stuff. Wouldn't ya know I forgot to dim the lights on my invisible "PLEASE TALK TO ME EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT INTERESTED IN WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE SAYING" sign. And so it began... Big Red soda is liquid bubble gum. Napoleon was exiled to Marta. The Martese are mercenary's ya know? Egypt has cheap gold that tarnishes before you get it off the boat. I bought a salt and pepper shaker of an elephant standing on his head. We owe the Japanese 50 billion dollars. They're going to take over America and send us to China. Beijing has so many people that the government doesn't even try to keep up with pollution. And, as the great Erykah Badu sang, he went On and On and On and On! 


Yea...just like this blog. :-)  Anyhoo, I owe all the Madness to one Theresa Ann Parsons Sarbeng. Thanks a billion. My microwave is hot, though! 


Tomorrow's pedicure and bbq will make up for all of King Krazy's shenanigans! It's movie time!