~ If I Only Had A Brain ~

This is my brain not on drugs:

After the boys got home from school I needed to run up to the store for Coffin nails and a bag of chips (I’m craving salt and there’s no salt licks close by). My Hubby had come home before I left and we both wanted Chicken Connection (If you’ve never had it I pity you! Yummy!), for supper tonight. So, I have “Shaggy the man child” get ready to come with me. Well, I head to store at the gas station for cancer sticks and I go into the store and decide to be a nice wife and grab my Hubby a Dt. Dew. Then of course the salt lick is calling my name so, I’m looking at the chips when what do I see but Taco flavored Doritos. They were begging to come home with me (How could I resist? it was a stray!). I go up to the counter and tell the clerk that I also needed two packs of vice to go. I pay up and leave on my merry way.

Next stop was the LYS (local yarn store for those out of the loop) to see if they have the new Vogue knitting magazine. I was in luck for she had just got them. I couldn’t just get the mag and leave that would be rude. I looked around for a bit (translation: I molested the yarn and they liked it!) then I paid for my mag and left. I was going to check the grocery store by my house for the mag but I figured I’d support my LYS instead. Of course by the time I left the front of my coat was soaked from all the drool. It was rather embarrassing for “Shaggy the man child” to see his mother in such a condition. He told me next time to wear a bib or get on meds.

We are finally making our way to our ultimate destination, the holiest of all chickendom, Chicken Connection. I wanted to have a quick smoke on the way and went looking for them in my purse. SURPRISE!!!!!! They weren’t there! What? How can that happen? Where did they go? Shaggy if your messing with me you’re so going to be grounded! But, there were NO cigarettes in the car at all. Now, I knew that I had just bought 2 packs when I was at the gas station and then it hits me. I left them on the counter at the gas station. So, after we got the food we had to stop back at the gas station on our way home. When I walked in the girl had them in her hands and gave them to me. Talk about feeling stupid. Tonight I think the Scarecrow would even feel smarter than me.