in honor of friday (i feel ya, friday!) here are a few of my "i feel ya" moments from this past week. maybe you can relate. and if you can, then i'm throwing you out a virtual fist bump…
feel free to say, "word" if it makes you feel better. ;)
i feel ya, liza. every time i go to the store i always choose the buggy with the squeaky wheel. it doesn't matter how smoothly that thing rolls up to the entrance of the store, as soon as i make it far enough into my trip and deep enough into my list - it starts squeaking like a scared mouse.
drives. me. bonkers.
i feel ya, liza. i feel ya.
i feel ya, laney. sometimes i seriously wonder what in the world is going on with my hair, too. i think, "why won't you just cooperate?!" more times than i'd like to admit.
i feel ya, libbi. i do. there are days when i just want to put on a costume and let loose in an interpretive dance.
the music - it speaks to me.
i feel ya, liza. slurping spaghetti noodles is good for the soul. i hear it cuts back on calories, too. but that's neither here nor there.
i feel ya, camila alves. i can never get my three kids to look at the camera and smile either. and don't even get me started on trying to get jeffrey to enjoy a family photo opp. i
t's pretty much impossible to get a decent family picture these days. nice try though. i feel ya.
i feel ya, minnesota coach. when i want an ice cream… i want an ice cream. period.
i feel ya, liza. sometimes those publix commercials get to me, too. their thanksgiving ads will pull at your heartstrings.
i feel ya, little guy. i feel ya.
and finally-
i feel ya, laney. it's friday and sometimes all i wanna do is collapse on the couch.
i feel ya, girl.
TGIF.
