Yes, I too am capable of setting said foot in mouth. Yuck.
How did I do that, you ask? Well, my husband has the day off work. Amazing, he is rarely off on a weekend night. So I foolishly suggested going to a haunted house. That in and of itself is not the issue...its the 90 minute drive there and 90 minute drive home that makes the whole event kinda suck.
I guess I am becoming an old fuddy duddy. I would rather go home and facebook, but nooooooo, I had to go and open my big fat trap. *sigh* At least I will have something fun to blog about tomorrow. Oooo, and maybe a picture or 2.
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