If you ever see me checking out at the store, for your own good, keep moving! I don’t know why, but every time I go to the grocery store I fill my basket to the brim. This morning, after two hours at Target with a very sleep babe, I unloaded item after item onto the conveyor belt and told the clerk, “I am so sorry!” The girl behind me clearly looks annoyed with her twelve items trailing behind my long and lumpy pile. Parx is whining ‘NIGH NIGH’ which I believe is her word for night night and I am embarrassed; I am toting a cranky babe along with a full and heavy load! The problem is I do the SAME thing when I go to the clothing store – I enter Banana’s dressing room with twenty items, no lie!
One day I will not be THAT girl that everyone is annoyed with in line; or perhaps I will, but I’ll just continue to shop at 8 am.
(me sweet P is a mess… a cool mess on this lovely and COOL morning)
Overflowing? Goodness gracious! (Are you looking at my groceries? Go for it, Reese’s Puffs are delicious!)
By the way, I have a Costco membership, why didn’t I just go there?
by Arden Prucha
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