So, the other day I was reading my friend's, Sarah, blog.
She was mentioning how she did all this amazing shopping at Hobby Lobby.
This is where it gets tricky.....just stick with me here.
I was at another friends house and on my way home I always drive past Hobby Lobby.
I ALWAYS have Bradley with me and let just put it nicely....he's not a fan of shopping.
Well on this particular day he was down with it.
I immediately drove my car as fast as I legally could and parked that car in record time....Ya know before he changes his mind.
Needless to say...I helped the economy that afternoon.
EVERYTHING I wanted was 50% off. How can a girl say no?
Any-hoo.....Bradley was such a good little boy I told him I would buy him a little something.
So I bought him Floam.
My oh my did he want that Floam.
How bad could it be???
Now...I don't know if there is a secret to this stuff but we both HATED it.
We couldn't get it off out hands onto something else. Completely useless.
It turned my hands blue. That's right blue...not just a little, not just a bit....we're talking full blown blue...Think Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
It got in my engagement ring setting and I couldn't get it out.
There are very few toys that really get under my skin.
Now that I'm thinking about it I'm not sure any toy gets under my skin.
We did NOT like this stuff at all. Let me repeat that...We did not like that stuff at all.
Is there a secret? A method we just don't know about?
Needless to say, it doesn't matter now anyway. It has been resting in the garbage all week.
Tonight it is off to garbage heaven!
R.I.P. Froam.....R.I.P!!!!!!
