So, um, drunk people say funny things.
I was at Wal-Mart today to get one of my photos printed poster size to hang in my home. As I was leaving I overheard a rather scraggly man talking to a store employee.
Scraggly man: Where are the bad elves?
Store employee: Excuse me?
Scraggly man: Santa told me to get bad elves. Where can I buy bad elves?
Store employee: Um?
Scraggly man: Santa told me to come here and get bad elves. Where are the bad elves?
I have no idea if that poor man ever found his bad elves or not. One thing is sure, he has the wrong idea of Christmas “Spirit.”

I am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom.










