Going postal

Lately it seems I’m losing my inhibitions when it comes to losing it with people. Poor Washington Post customer service rep didn’t know she was going to get the psycho customer from Hades when she went to work the other day. I kinda lost it on her. I wish I could say I was speaking my mind about the fact that their “journalists” speak their minds instead of just reporting the news. Sadly, they were only messing with the price of my paper.

To celebrate my coming out as an irrational screamer the girls and I headed to the US Postal Museum with Gretchen (who I think I’m going to christen, G-Love) and her boys.* Here are some shots:

Ash slept through most of the museum.

Great interactive features for the kids.

Bus ride home

I think I may make you throw up with all of the editing I’m going to be doing on my photos.

*We really went just to hang out together and have fun with the kids. Made for a good story though didn’t it.

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