Yesterday afternoon, the Hub and I were running around buying Mother's Day gifts and other random things for projects around the house. For lunch we decided to calorie-binge and go to Steak 'n Shake. As always, I could not come anywhere close to finishing my milkshake, so I got a "to go" cup.
We decided we needed to stop at Wal-Mart before going home. I still had my milkshake in my hand. It being 80 degrees outside, I did not want to take it inside.
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And thus begins this short conversation:
Me: It's okay if I take my milkshake inside, isn't it?
Husband: It's Wal-Mart. You could take a rabid hyena in there and no one would notice.
Me: :starts laughing so hard, I almost hit the pavement: Come here! :gives husband giant kiss: And this is why I love you!
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If people had overheard bits of this conversation, we'd be the Wal-Mart crazies, wouldn't we?
