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Grand Theft Shady

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Um, is today National Be Nice to Ashley Day? It’s not? Hmmm…..that’s weird…..it felt like it.

Remember when I left my phone on the top of my car? When I got it back I swore I would never leave anything anywhere again. Well, that was short lived…..

Today I was trying on some things at Old Navy. When I went to pay, I reached into my purse…..and my wallet was….. gone.  Panic. When could someone have taken it? I never let my purse out of my sight for even a second.  I looked around to see if there were any suspicious characters.  The toddler in the stroller behind me looked pretty shady…..but not like grand theft shady.   The cashier, Tonya, was just as upset as I was.  I wasn’t so worried about having my wallet stolen (because I am prepared, remember?)….but in my wallet was my ID (which I need to get on a plane tomorrow) and prescriptions (which I needed filled before getting on the plane). I asked Tonya to hold my stuff (I just met Tonya but I think I can call her my new BFF)….and I jumped in my car to drive back over to Target where I’d been 45 minutes before. Guess what…..I’d left my wallet in a cart…..in the parking lot…..and someone returned it. AND-THANK-YOU-nice-person-in-the-Target-parking-lot-who-didn’t-even-take-my-fully-filled-McCafe-Rewards-Card! When I got back to Old Navy, Tonya was so happy and said she’d been praying since the second I left…..it worked:

 

After Old Navy, I went to Costco to fill my prescriptions and…..right when I got there…… the pharmacist had just taken off his jacket and was going to lunch.  Just my luck. But….when he saw me, he stopped…..walked back over…..asked me how I was doing….and commented on my hair. He’s bald. We were twins for a while. Then he took my prescription and said he’d take care of it right away.  His name’s Andrew……and he’s awesome. We’re BFFs.

After all that, I got in line for a slice of pizza. As soon as it was my turn to pay I realized I didn’t have any cash. So I started counting out pennies and nickles and checking every pocket in my purse for change.  An older man behind me stepped over and said “Do you need some money, sweetie?” Omg…..he thinks I’m homeless…..but wearing Lululemon. I turned down his offer. I had to return my drink (for a water cup)….but I paid for my pizza with 4 cents to spare. Now I wish I’d told him he was my BFF…… [Read more…]

Enter at Your Own Risk

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A few things I learned recently:

1. I practice “unattachment parenting.”

Boo had been home sick and was finally ready to go back to school yesterday. I had planned to drive to L.A. for the day to pick up a fabric order and run a few errands. Mr. LBB was around in case she got too tired on her first day back and needed to pick her up.

I was about 45 minutes into my drive when I got a phone call:

Mr. LBB: Where are you?
Me: I’m about 45 minutes out, why?
Mr. LBB: I have to drive to Arizona.
Me: When?
Mr. LBB: Now. It’s an emergency and I need to drive some supplies to the guys asap.
Me: Now?! So do I need to turn around?
Mr. LBB: No, I’ll figure it out. Do you think Lisa can watch Boo?
Me: No, she’s out sick.
Mr. LBB: Great.
Me: Just keep calling everyone we know until someone says yes…..

No one on our emergency list was in town or available. Can a 5-year-old be a latch key kid? Brett ended up driving his assistant Bonnie to the school to introduce her to the teachers and show her where to pick Boo up and then confirmed that his dad would pick her up from Bonnie when he was able to leave the hospital. It kind of reminded me of last summer when I had to go in for my first D&C and Mr. LBB was in Washington for 4 weeks: I had Lisa drive me to the hospital, Gicela took Boo, my sister-in-law Carolyn picked me up after surgery was over, then Gicela dropped Boo back off, Carolyn put her to bed, and stayed until I fell asleep. For as OCD as I am, my life sure does have the chaos factor sometimes.

The funny part is that Boo loves chaos. If someone new gets to pick her up from school it’s “the best thing that’s ever happened to her.”

Is consistency important to kids? Maybe, but mine seems to thrive off of inconsistency…..

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