21 February 2013

That Isn't Nerds Rope at All!

This morning, when I got off of a particularly bad shift at work, I asked my husband to take me some place to get Nerds Ropes so I could feel better.  Miles and miles of Nerds rope.

MILES.  I wanted to lasso happiness with a rope made of delicious, tiny candies.

He drove the other direction from the house...

Past Kroger.  Past the gas station.  Then he got on the highway...

When I asked him where on earth we were going, he exclaimed:

Then he started farting.

This is my life.

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