A Witch's Tale

I'm sure I looked like some poor, abused little housewife.
Wednesday, Feb. 09, 2005 12:19 pm
Check out my website:

Its not even that I have nothing to write about... I am so busy lately, there is tons too write about. I just never get the chance to sit down and write! I keep saying to myself, "Self, that would make a great entry!"
But nope. Don't get a chance much anymore. Little Patrick runs me ragged. And then there are the homeschooling things. And I have several new mommies to talk with and visit. But I am not giving up my diary! So stick with me! I will eventually get a moment or two to myself. Like right now, for instance!
So, I had the most embarrassing moment the other day. As in, most embarrassing ever. Well, maybe not ever. There was the time I got my period unexpectedly in class while sitting next to my crush and wearing a white dress!
James gave me my anniversary present (which was in September) last week when we got our taxes done. We got 5,000 dollars back, so he gave me 500 to spend on clothes.
I was in Lane Bryant, in the checkout line, with a ton of clothes. And the woman ringing up my things was trying to get me to try for a credit card.
Now, earlier that day, another store had asked me the same thing, and I declined because we are trying to get a mortgage and can't have to much stuff on my credit report. I told her that, and that I had tried for one in September and was rejected. Every time I said no, she would give me another reason why I should. I was getting kind of embarrassed, because there were a lot of people in line, and they were listening...
So finally I said ok. And she started the process and then James came up behind me and asked what I was doing. He was pissed because he knew I knew I should have said no. So he started lecturing me, like I was a little kid in front of everyone. I apologized, I could feel my face getting hot and red. I started to cry. Mostly because I was humiliated, and tired from running around all day.
I tried to hide it, because I am a grown woman, and it's just stupid to cry like that in public. But the more I tried, the more the tears squeezed out and trickled down my furiously blushing face. The woman heard us arguing and said she could stop before it went through...
Then she whispered "Its ok, he's walked away" Which made me cry more. Not sobbing or anything, but people could tell I'm sure.
The woman felt bad, and gave me a discount. She took fifty dollars off my purchase. Which was nice, but I am so embarrassed by the whole thing I am dreading going back there again.
They probably think my husband beats me. I'm sure I looked like some poor, abused little housewife.

before & after

Things you can only learn from movies and television...

If I see one more little winky...

A World Without Witches

Random thoughts...

Shit!!!