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I'm a Great Northwesterner that is now loving life in the Midwest. I am a world class napper. I'm very bossy. I clearly love a good glass of Scotch. I wear aprons every chance I get.

Monday, March 31, 2008

Don't come crying to me...

So - all of you parents of little kids - you just thank your lucky stars. Because a 55 year old having a temper tantrum is WAY worse than your kid fitting out in the grocery store. I'm not kidding.

In case you're wondering, she's upset about her pedometer. It doesn't work, apparently. But really - I was laughing too hard to get the details. What you've just seen is the last minute of a four minute experience.

8 comments:

Mrs. Doctor said...

Unfortunately, it reminds me of a certain pregnant woman, I'm not saying who. I hope she gets a new one, no one wants to be the only one without something!

Trixie L'Amour said...

Oh, holy cow! Is nothing sacred!

Granelda Thudpucker said...

Well.....uh...sorry?

Trixie L'Amour said...

OKAY!!!! JUST FOR THE RECORD:
I got a pedometer....and it works....and now I am an active participant on the Columbia Weather Systems Team competing in the Hinds Spring Fitness Challenge.
WOOHOOOO!!!!!

Richard said...

I've watched this probably 5 times now and it never ceases to be funny.

Bilbo said...

Well,... the squeaky wheel DOES get the oil, or... in this case, the pedometer.

sarah starr said...

Can I just say how GREAT it is to hear you laugh! Oh, dear.

sarah starr said...

"I took twenty-seven steps and it said THREE!"
I like your mom.