I was at Target this morning buying the Easter goodies and a young man named Kristopher was checking me out, chatting about Peeps and I asked him if he was Scottish and he said "yes, but one time...."
He proceeded to tell me a funny story about a woman who was convinced he was from Maine. I wish I had the brain cells to either remember the story or write it down, but I think they are leaking out along with the breast milk.
Anyway, he gave me quite a lovely chuckle, though the lady behind me looked at me like I was daffy.
I think that this entire post quite perfectly describes the aforementioned brain cell leakage.
Carry on.
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