Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Speaking of Circus Peanuts


At the height of my Circus Peanut addicition, I was making up excuses to run to our local CVS after the kids went to bed.


"I need diapers for tomorrow."


"Film! I forgot to pick up the film!"


"Did you say we were out of Q-tips? Now, we can't have that, can we?"


Since my husband is a pretty savy guy, he finally confronted me: "What is going on with all these trips to CVS? Do you just need some time to yourself?"


"No, not at all. I just get so caught up in the day I forget things."


"Come on."


"Okay, you want to know what it is?"


"Yes, I really would."


"Fine. I WANT CIRCUS PEANUTS!!!!"


Only my passionate outburst caused a bit of a slip.


I left off the "T" in peanuts.



WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? I'm sure Freud would have a field day with that one. I don't even like clowns, or the circus for that matter.


Needless to say, I am expecting my husband to come home any day now with a red ball on his nose.


1 comment:

Melissa said...

TMI! I work for this man!
LOL