Thursday, August 12, 2010

You got me, karma!

So last night I was riding the L home (I feel like a lot of my posts start this way), hot, sweaty and tired. I am so ashamed to admit that I had the nerve to "tsk" a woman who had two small children with her, the youngest who just had spilled a million Fruit Loops near the exit of the train. Man, oh man, who am I to judge - here she is with two kids - one accidentally spills something and I "tsk" like I don't know what it's like???

Well, karma, you got me back. Flash-forward to 45 minutes later. Jack and I are at Whole Foods, and he's doing a great job sticking with me, even pulling the small rolling basket of groceries for his tired mama, which was very sweet. We head for the express check-out, which is located near a small massage station (this is Whole Foods, after all). Well, Jack decides to test the "relaxation factor" by pushing on the folding screens - and yes, they came crashing down on the massage chair. Luckily, no one was actually get a massage - that would be positively mortifying, but there was a very unhappy massage person who could only say, "tsk."

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