Sometimes I don't recognize myself.
1) I marched into Home Depot and bought a sledge hammer. I look out of place at Home Depot. I feel out of place at Home Depot. Three men stopped me on my way to the tools and asked me if I needed help. (I've been in Home Depot a few times with Ammon. I can guarantee nobody asked him if he needed help.) I knew exactly what I was after though. My dad told me down to the brand name and color. I bought me a sledge hammer. For flags.
Carrying a sledge hammer outside in the parking lot is maybe a bit intoxicating.
2) I bought one gallon of milk. Until Braeden left on his mission I never uttered the words, "We have to drink this milk before it expires!"
I went from 6 gallons a week to one.
It doesn't help that Mark and I are in another cereal standoff. I won't buy more until the Wheat Chex are gone.
(On a side note, does anyone want a really stubborn red head? Free to a good home.)
3) I didn't make Emma a birthday cake. I always make my little darlings birthday cakes. I like baking birthday cakes. I like eating birthday cakes, but Adam and I are not eating sugar right now. Baking a cake seemed like pure torture so I went to a swanky cupcake shop instead. One for each kid.