If all goes well, when you read these lines I will be at Target, fighting hand-to-hand with other women for the Missoni for Target collection. Possibly with a baby strapped to my chest. Hopefully, Baby Flails-a-lot will be in the car playing with Mother Magoo while I'm in the shopping arena.
Or I'll be in an exhausted stupor due to Baby Flails-a-lot new turbo powers.
Either way I will update y'all some time tomorrow on my bloody conquest of Target. Other shoppers beware: I will beat you off of that jacket while holding a baby. Hell, Baby Flails-a-lot has a terrific right hook and I will use it to my advantage. I have no shame.