My night at work

So, I want to know who is selling "Life Assurance." I saw this a couple times tonight, and instead of looking it up, I am asking you. What the h.e. double is life assurance? Can anyone actually assure your life? Who is selling this? Shame on them. And who is buying it? Okay, I got really curious and googled it. It's AFLAC. The second A in AFLAC stands for Assurance. What?
I also want to know who is shopping at Del Taco after midnight. I mean, I'll admit I've stopped at the Bell for a late night chalupa, but Del Taco? Come on people! That is just sad. I feel bad for you. But, since you're going to be out, could you stop at the Bell and pick me up a chalupa?

Tonight, in lieu of romantic words or meaningful discussion, Dave and I were discussing Kammi's right to be a racist bigot. I mean, she's only five, but I guess she can be racist if she wants to be. Actually, I'm just kidding. We are not raising our beautiful, sweet daughter to be a racist bigot. We are raising her to be a maker (a cook) on Tuesdays and a balleter (a ballet teacher) on Thursdays.

Comments

Elsie said…
Your little maker/balleter makes me smile. You just have the sweetest babies (who, btw, are really growing up).
baileyfamily said…
Everytime I read your blog its makes me laugh!
Okay...if you have a problem with Del Taco, that's your loss. If you try the classic chicken burrito and hate it, then our friendship is over. But it won't be because you'll love it.
I agree with Kristin.