Now That's Scary

Last night I wandered into the Halloween Boo-Tique at the mall, wondering if they might have a fun costume I could wear to work. They really didn't have anything in the "adult women" section that any woman I know would wear to work. Whoops.

I'm An Adult, Dang It

I was checking in at a doctor's office last week and the receptionist asked if I had brought someone over 18 with me to sign the paperwork. I had to tell her I was PLENTY old enough to sign my own forms. I really don't get why this happens to me so often.