Yes, get to the point... Simon and I both require police background checks to continue this "blessed f-ing journey" (yes, I really want to punch the next person that sprinkles baby dust in the face!). This just literally blows my ship out of the water. WTF VICTORIA?! As if this isn't hard enough?! Never mind the fact that I have students in my class who are actually being sexually abused by parents who are living off my tax paying dollars and THEY WANT MORE!! DHS is trying to get the kids (7 of them) removed and I have to get a background check for 1. Oh, and they want more. Will we do it? Of course, we want a baby of our own. It just defies logic and basic human decency.
Now if you have read even one other post you know that this is all leading somewhere. That somewhere would me my attempted shoplifting last night. Let me start by saying it was completely UNINTENTIONAL and I DIDN'T ACTUALLY STEAL. Last night, Simon won tickets to Rock of Ages. We were going to have dinner ahead of time but that didn't work out (another long boring story). I was still hungry so we stopped at 7 Eleven to buy a mini can of Pringles. My plan was to put them in the pocket of my coat before I went into the theatre. And because my tiny mind is permanently on a holiday in the Maldives I put the Pringles in my pocket BEFORE I paid. It took me half a second to realize what I had done. I immediately went to the cashier and paid. No one saw or said anything but that didn't stop me from being embarrassed.
Can you believe I almost lost my chance at having a baby because of a can of Pringles? And as a complete side note I think I might have overstimulated ovaries.
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