I would love to call Sam Walton and tell him to bite me right now.

I had until 3 p.m. without extra kiddos today, so I took my two little ones and headed to Walmart. I needed to get the stuff for Jaycie's party and pick up a layaway. I figured it wouldn't be crazy busy there on a Thursday afternoon. Yeah, right. Our layaway needs to be picked up by tomorrow. Well, I have to work all day and we are supposed to get an ice storm tonight. So, today was the day. The line was unbelievable. I was told people had been waiting for over an hour. Well, had I been alone I wouldn't mind that (too much). However, with an impatient three year old and a fussy baby--no can do. So, I said screw it. I went around and just reshopped. The only problem was that the one thing I really wanted to get Mackenna was out of stock. And, there was only one pink leapster to be found. I grabbed it but realized (after I got home) that Jaycie's charger is for the triangular leapster and I had grabbed the rectangular one. UUGGHH!!! So, I spent what seemed like forever trying to hide what I was buying Kenna from her, holding a fussy baby and trying to maneuver the cart from behind through aisles filled with assholes who wouldn't move over at all and let me through--FOR NOTHING! I will still have to go exchange the stupid leapster, and I am out the $40 that I put down on the layaway in the first place. Bite me, Walmart.