Sleepless Sunday

I had a terrible dream last night that my teeth were falling out. They fell out and fell out some more. More teeth fell out than the average person could ever possibly have stored in their head. Everytime I opened my mouth, more teeth fell out. Then my friend Aaron took me to the pediatrician that both our kids go to, so he could fix the problem. Aaron must not be too bright or he would have taken me to the dentist, don't ya think? Apparently I couldn't tell him where I wanted to go, because everytime I tried to tell him, more teeth fell out! I was walking around holding piles of teeth in my hands and in baggies. I wonder what it means. (When Aaron reads this he'll say it means I want to play doctor with him. He is naughty! And I have to remind him that those who do not at least occasionally comment on my blog are on cookie probabtion. Or possibly caramel apple probation.)
So, we slept in a bit and did not go to early church like usual, but made it in time for Sunday School. Scott teaches Third Grade Sunday school, so there is no rest for the weary. Or the toothless. I am the leader of an adult Sunday school class, but they can function without me being there. Mainly we have a sign up list and people sign up for whatever week they wish to teach, and they talk about whatever subject they choose. This is how Noah has spent the rest of the day. I kid you not. we do have clean furniture, but Noah is often on the floor. Seth at least sits on the furniture and watches TV. I wanted to take a nap, but the kids kept coming in and asking questions.
Auntie asked about Michaels yesterday. That was a traumatizing experience I would rather not re visit, but since she asked.....Seth made crafts at Michaels, for free craft day or something. He put bling on the pink T shirt for his Gloria and made a little purse with bling. A man who crafts with bling surely shares my heart!

I picked up a Martha Stewart punch to buy with my 50% off coupon. I have been thinking all week about what I wanted to buy with the coupon. Then I snagged a new dollar stamp from their bin. At the cash register I asked the lady to check and see if the MS punch was already on sale for 30% off, as it was not clearly marked. Instead she rang up the sale and gave me a total. I said "Oh, so the punch was already on sale? I'd like to go pick up something else for the coupon." She then informed me that she had already scanned the coupon and could not unscan it. Yeah. She gave me 50% off my one dollar stamp!!! To say I was ticked was the least of it. I will definitely be talking to the manager when I am there this week.