Running With Scissors

Running With Scissors
by Juli of Sew Weid Designs

http://www.sewweird.com

Oh boy you guys really like contests. I got way more suggestions then I thought
I would. It was a hard choice but I decided on "Running With Scissors"
It pretty much describes my life living by the seat of my pants. Liz from California
is the winner of the fabulous Vintage French Chefs. Way to go Liz and glad to
see you can use your mouth for good things too.

Oh my what a week we have
had. Tony has been in Oklahoma all week at a training seminar. The girls and
I had a GREAT time. We did a LOT of shopping and ate what we wanted, when we
wanted. We sleep in every morning and lived life like we had no cares in the
world.

It wasn't all fun and we did get into some trouble. On one of the groups it
was mentioned that they had Cars fabric at Wal-Mart. I had already checked Joann's
and they didn't have it. Since Tony is a state Union Steward I am not allowed
to shop at Wal-Mart. My husband puts very few demands on me so I feel this is
not much to ask. However, they had Cars fabric! What he doesn't know won't hurt...right?

WRONG to make a very long
story short, while we were checking out the girls started to fight over getting
a Icee. Lilly wanted a frozen Coke but the machine was broken and Blayne wouldn't
walk her down to the next machine. I was trying to watch my bags and yelling
at Blayne to take her sister to get a frozen Coke.

We got home and my purse was missing. Panic struck, some crack head stole my
purse! Here I am home alone with no money, credit cards, ID and a crack head
knows where I live. UGH!

I had to call Tony and tell him I was at Wal-Mart. Oh why, oh why did I go!
This man asks so little of me and I betrayed him for Cars fabric. I am so weak
when it comes to fabric that I would put all my morals behind me for the sake
of fabric. I had to tell him just in case the crack head comes and kills us.
It will help with the investigation.

Well I waited until the evening and called him. I am so glad we were 100's of
miles apart because he was PISSED! He was so hurt that I would have gone out
on him and shopped at Wally World. I know I hurt him deeply and it will be a
while before he will get over it. Why can't he understand that I am a woman
with needs! he was away; I was weak. I have my needs and it was only once. It
was his fault for leaving me alone with Wally only 1/2 a mile away!

I went to bed that night
knowing the trust in our marriage was on the rocks. Then at 2am I remembered
my cell phone was in my purse. I leaped out of bed and ran to the phone. Would
the thief have the balls to answer my phone? I figured by this time the thief
is probably all doped up on crack and wouldn't think logically and would answer
it, but then what do I do? Do I demand that he bring me back my purse or I will...what
will I do. Oh well it is worth a try. I call my cell phone twice but no answer
so I drag myself back to bed.

I wake up the next morning to a message on the answering machine. It was made
from my cell! Oh I am so excited as I listen to the message thinking this crack
must be honest and wants to give me back my purse! Wait, no crack head but a
message from a manager at Wal-Mart. I left my purse next to the Icee machine
and they are holding it. OPPS! I guess I owe all the crack heads an apology.

// posted by Jui Donoho @ 9:38 PM