Are you on twitter? I've been addicted in love with twitter for quite a while now and because of that my phone is never far away from me because you never know when you will need to snap a picture and tell the world all your friends about it.
Saturday....Bobbi and I went shopping in Layton. And I forgot my phone. We were just a block or so away when I realized it and she offered to go back but I told her I'd be fine without it. Famous last words.....
First of all, darling hubby tried to call me to tell me that they have built a new Chick-Fil-A in Ogden and he couldn't get ahold of me. I'm thinking thoughts of me running away from home crossed his mind and then he called Bobbi's phone.
Next, I saw some hideous leggings that I would have liked to tweet about. Bobbi and I tried on this ridiculous one piece sleeveless jumpsuit with rhinestones on the waist that made us look like Elvis impersonators. We laughed until we cried! The sales girl couldn't understand what we were laughing at.
Then...the best part of my day. I purchased and fit into (tightly) size 12 jeans! I also bought a size 10 and a fabulous red top. All on sale for low, low prices! I was so excited and I was irritated that I couldn't tweet!
As I was paying for my purchases, a woman came up to my saleswoman and started telling her what she was looking for. And then as she was handing me my bag and wishing me a good day...the woman interrupted again. It was so incredibly rude and I wanted to tell that woman off....but I didn't. I was in a great mood and I didn't want to have to kick this gals @ss in the middle of Macy's. I wanted to tweet about her instead.....
At the food court, I managed to eat on plan by ordering a grilled chicken salad without dressing. I was so proud of myself and wanted to tell my fitness twitter friends....but I couldn't.
Bobbi was entertained by making me try on these ridiculous headbands and taking pictures of me. Again...something I would have tweeted if I could.
We went to one of my favorite stores and Bobbi climbed inside a bird cage! I wanted to buy it for my home and call it The Naughty Cage.
Bobbi made me go to a farm and ranch store to look for feed for her horses and I would have LOVED to tweet some of the outfits that I saw....and the rubber chicken that I found.
After four hours, twitter withdrawal was setting in and I made her take me home.
Coming Wednesday....the story about The Greek.