Another Thing that Doesn't Exactly Scream 'Professional'

Mama went out on a date with Super Ninja on Saturday night. Mama decided to wear those red wedge heels that she's only worn once before. Mama forgot that they are a scourge to human feet.

Yeah, so today I'm rocking some Band-Aids and sandals that have zero straps near the blister zone. But, in my hurry, I grabbed the first Band-Aids that I could find. Instead of the normal semi-flesh-toned bandages one would expect on an adult woman, my toes are bedecked with the Wiggles.

The Boy and the Girl were highly impressed.

I Am a Moron

The combination locks on the inner stairwell doors of my office building were changed two weeks ago. Our building manager put messages reminding us of this on hot pink Post-It notes above each doorknob and keypad. Every day I muscle my way up the stairs, see the note, and say to myself, "Duh. We all know the combination has changed. When are they going to remove those notes?" And then I promptly enter in the old combination.