Dressed Up Mommies in Very Nice Cars

I forgot to start my beans in the crock pot yesterday. 3pm rolls around when I realize how screwed I am. I probably could have pulled something together that did not require thawing or cooking for several hours, but the boys and I had been working diligently all day, and my brain just couldn't produce a winner. I had to pick up Pumkin' from her voluntary prison of forced association at 4pm, so I decided I could pick up Chinese since we would be out anyway.

I sent Pumkin' in the Chinese joint to get the order, because, of course, the boys and I were still in our PJs. Some may call that lazy. I call it keeping the laundry load down. This is where I disagree with Flylady. Get dressed from head to toe to stay at home all day? Insanity.  

The order must not have been ready, because she was in there about 15 minutes. It was 5:30pm and I was sitting in the truck looking out across the Food Lion parking lot. The boys were in the back seat battling each other in a game on their DSs.



I saw many, many Mommies. In their nice, dress-up work clothes. Rushing in, rushing out. Hurriedly herding their little ones in, and their little ones and their grocery bags out. No one was smiling. They all had very nice cars though.

It made me very sad. It made me start thinking about all kinds of things.


And that's all I have to say about it right now.