After our very budget conscious dinner, The Kid was here.
Kicked back with a $1 after dinner beverage.
And I was here.
What can I say, it was their summer sale. I hang my head in shame. I am a budget buster. A senseless sinner. I am without will power. Unable to resist the lure of retail. Defenseless in the face of a good sale. I am broken and humiliated.
But dang my new pants are sweet.
And now you know...(typed in my best Paul Harvey voice), the rest of the story.
4 comments:
I know why you and Marla are such good friends and me and the Kid get along so well. We can all sympathize with each other.
Tim
But clothes come out of a totally different envelope, don't they? That's what Dave taught me!!!
Kay - My redeemer, my friend...you are oh so right!!
lol
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