This past Saturday was one of the worst for me when it comes to luck. I mean how many of you can say you broke an ATM machine? Hmm, stopped you from leaving the page didn’t it. Well it is true but let me start from the beginning.
Normally I get the kids up by 5 am so we can take a trip to our local Walmart and spend about 2 hours as we explore the store. Hey, when you live 2 hours away from anything you’ll take a 45 minute drive to Walmart to browse. We got up late because we were tired, left a bit later and ended up having my oil light go off in my car for half the trip, which meant I had to hear the beep, beep, beep noise for about 25 minutes which was not fun but eventually you learn to tune it it. By the way I have no clue why it makes that noise I think it doesn’t like me. Once we got there we started our morning and were having a blast. Kids were preparing for our Northpole themed party and I had decided I was going to get an outfit for each of them. Soccerboy (who now earns a paycheck by working at the church) asked if he could borrow my credit card to finish his Christmas shopping for his BalletGirl, I thought nothing of it and handed it off to him. About an hour later the kids convinced me to get myself something for an upcoming Christmas Dinner the church is having so I’d have something nice to wear. How many of you always shop for your kids and always forget yourself? Yeah, me too, so the kids eventually convinced me. SoccerBoy is going to be my date that night and told me he didn’t want to dress up if I wasn’t.