My white trash brother-in-law

I was trying to finish an assignment last night, but I just couldn't seem to find it in me to focus enough to make it happen. Maybe because I was trying to watch TV, read the news, instant message people online, and chit-chat with Sarah and Jared while working on the assignment. I guess it's no surprise that it wasn't really getting done. When Jared announced that he was going to go to Wal-Mart to get Sarah a back massager to work out some knots I volunteered to go immediately. Sometimes just taking a break from everything refocuses me.

So there I was in Wal-Mart late at night with Jared strolling around looking at foot massaging tubs, and back massagers, when I glanced down and realized that Jared was standing there in the middle of Wal-Mart without shoes! He told me that he couldn't get his flip-flops because they were in Thor's room, and he didn't want to go in there and wake him up. The whole rest of the time I kept watching people around us to see if they were staring, but I actually don't think that anyone else even noticed. Although I do wish that I had a picture of the look of disapproval on Sarah's face after I had pointed it out to her when we got home.