I went out with some friends last night. Crazy as we are, we went to a midnight sale on Thanksgiving day. If you have ever been shopping on Black Friday, imagine that times 2. That's how crazy it was. They were giving away gift cards to the first 1,000 people there. Needless to say, we did not make it in the top 1,000. And there was an overabundance of stupidity out there. But overall, it was a great night. Yeah, I became a human ice cube sitting outside waiting of a friend to come out of the store, and yes I had to deal with a lot of odd people just randomly walking up and talking to me (I was one of the odd people talking to strangers as well). But the rest of it was totally worth it.
I should start with the car ride there. Originally it was only supposed to be two friends and myself going. Well, we stopped for gas and bumped into the cousin of one of my friends and her boyfriend. We ended up with two additional passengers. At first I wasn't overly happy about being squashed in the backseat with two complete strangers. But once we all started talking, I got to like the girl. She was funny. And the poor guy had to endure nearly 45 minutes of girl talk. And not just the complain-about-your-spouse kind either. We talked about everything from spouses to sex to high school memories. By the end of the night, I kinda felt sorry for him. Only kinda though.
Then came to freezing cold standing in a line that seemed like it would never end just to get into Victoria's Secret. I have to say that I will NEVER attempt going there the day after Thanksgiving again! Who would have thought that there were that many women who wanted bras and panties?!?! It was a mad house. They didn't have the doors manned very well so they were attacking people who were leaving the store to make sure they weren't stealing. And it was just random people. There really was no rhyme or reason to what they were doing. Which is why Tracy and I decided it was safer to sit on the bench outside the store to wait on Ginny. Of course had we known she was going to be waiting in line for an hour just to check out, I'm sure we would have told her to meet us and Barnes & Noble. This is where the human ice cube comes in.
Then there was the car ride home. Everyone was tired and winding down. Edward fell asleep. We tried three different McDonald's to get something to eat. Only one was open, but, surprise!, their credit system was down and they could only accept cash. So on we went.
Ginny and I live really close, so we dropped everyone else off first. After we dropped Tracy off and we were headed home, we both decided we were still hungry. The only place open was Waffle House. We walk in and there are 5 drunk college idiots at the bar and a homeless guy sitting in the corner. We ordered our food and as we were waiting we decided to help the poor guy sitting in the corner. The drunk guys at the bar were getting louder and even more annoying. So we run outside and across the street to the bank. And when I say we ran over there, I mean it literally. Ginny nearly made me fall by making me laugh with her comments about not having run in a long time and how her bum was jiggling. So we make it to the ATM and she can't remember the pin number for her card. In her defense, it's a new card and a new account. So we go back and sit down. Our food was already waiting for us. As we walk through the door, the drunken morons at the bar decide it would be funny to yell out "welcome to CiCi's". I just couldn't help myself anymore and told them how annoying they were being. Thankfully after one more ear splittingly off key rendition of I Proud to be an American, they left. As we finished our food, the homeless guy went to the bathroom. We thought this would be the perfect time to take care of his tab (Ginny paid) and leave him some money on the table without him knowing who it came from (I gave him the last $10 I had on me). He came back out and say down as we were walking out. The look on his face when he saw the money was heartbreaking. It nearly made us cry.
So overall, it was a great night. Not one I care to repeat anytime soon though. No more midnight shopping on Thanksgiving day for me!
Can someone please tell me why .....
Why does my husband feel it is necessary to follow me everywhere?
Why he thinks its funny to annoy me? And then tell me there is nothing for me to get pissed off about?
Why when on kid gets sick, they all do? At the same time? I mean, I am only one person and I can only clean up so much vomit at a time!
Why, when they ate the same thing a few weeks ago and loved it, the kids have to complain about what's for dinner?
Why, when they know it is going to hurt, the kids stick their hands in the hot water?
Why, when on a rare occasion I actually want a cookie, there are never any left?
Why, when I am so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open, I can't seem to sleep?
P.S. Forgive the random babbling. I am having a rough day and am just a little irritated.
cheat (chēt)
v. cheat·ed, cheat·ing, cheats
v. tr.
- To deceive by trickery; swindle: cheated customers by overcharging them for purchases.
- To deprive by trickery; defraud: cheated them of their land.
- To mislead; fool: illusions that cheat the eye.
- To elude; escape: cheat death.
- To act dishonestly; practice fraud.
- To violate rules deliberately, as in a game: was accused of cheating at cards.
- Informal To be sexually unfaithful: cheat on a spouse.
- Baseball To position oneself closer to a certain area than is normal or expected: The shortstop cheated toward second base.
- An act of cheating; a fraud or swindle.
- One who cheats; a swindler.
- A computer application, password, or disallowed technique used to advance to a higher skill level in a computer video game.
- Law Fraudulent acquisition of another's property.
- Botany An annual European species of brome grass (Bromus secalinus) widely naturalized in temperate regions.
So according to this definiton, flirting with someone other than your spouse is not condisidered cheating, right? To cheat on one's spouse you have to be sexually unfaithful. So is flirting with someone else really harmful if both people know it's not serious and nothing will ever happen between them? If it's just a joke or for fun? There' is nothing wrong with that is there?
I don't think there is. I have a lot of male friends and flirt with most of them. With most, it's like an ongoing joke. My husband knows about it. So I don't see anything wrong with it. But, yesterday someone told me flirting is a form of cheating. She was just being a vindictive b**** when she said it, but it still got me to thinking.
So, is flirting a form of cheating, or is it all just harmless fun?
