Mall Fun

Today we hit the mall to eat breakfast and buy the kids prezzies from Santa.  While eating breakfast this man who works at the mall (he had a name tag) sits down at the table with us and just starts talking.  Kinda weird but I think maybe he was a little "off".  Nice enough but the guy keeps burping.  No hand over the mouth, NOTHING!  I was like, "yeah I normally think that's funny but not from a total stranger who's not even doing it to be funny, rude and totally immature".

So we're picking out presents and Josh is hurrying me along.  I'm starting to get annoyed and he says, "I have to take the biggest dump.  We need to go".  Apparently, he needs to be at home to "take care of business".  So we're walking out and he's heading for the taxi stand.  We live across the street from the mall.  I said, "what are you doing"?  He says, "We're taking a taxi because I have to crap so bad it hurts"!  All I could do was giggle.  During the 3 minute ride he's doing breathing techniques like he's going into labor.

P.S.  I'm washing towels today.  Lovely.