wednesday confession -
i don't pump gas.
when i was a teenager
gas magically appeared in my car.
i suspect my father,
but i can't be sure.
when i got married,
mm took over.
whenever i drive my car,
the gas is just - there.
i am a total gas princess.
i don't pay attention to gas stations.
unless they serve hot dogs.
or those pretzel/nacho cheese combos.
i also don't pay much attention to
those little signs with the prices posted.
i have only filled my tank a handful of times.
and when i do - i get really grouchy about it.
i am not even kidding.
so today, i braved the gas station
for the first time in forever.
and even though i am a total gas princess,
i am thinking $68.05 is a bit much for a tank of gas, no?
wow, perhaps i should venture out of the castle more often.