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Thursday, January 10

I got mugged today.


A friend of mine is in the hospital, and so today, I had one of her kids, since elementary schools are out today, due to parent teacher conferences. That's another post entirely. Anyhoo. Nikki and Hannah wanted to hang out at the hospital before swimming today, so I brought them up there. I told them they could visit for an hour and then I would swing back by out front and pick them up. I was planning to check out any deals Home Goods had right now.


You remember my previous post, saying that I wanted new stuff for the house. Seeing as my decorated house is no longer "da bomb" but rather "A BOMB" has gone off it in, or so it looks, I thought I would just take a look.


Now have you, the store is right across from the hospital and I gave the kids one hour to visit.


So in I go with No-Way-In-Hell-Am-I-Gonna-Take-A-Nap-Today-Or-Any-Day Garrin and I-Am-On-My-Absolute-Very-Best-Behavior-And-Where-Ever-You-Want-To-Go-Cause-I-Love-You-Mommy Connor (** parent-teacher conferences reference above) to Home Goods. We spend a good hour checking some stuff out. Priced out some dutch ovens 'cause I am makin' The Pioneer Woman Cooks Pot Roast tonight - yeah, uh $180. I pick up 3 baskets for throwing all the kids crap in everyday that accumulates downstairs that needs to go upstairs - not bad - $7.99 each. Couple o' candles for Valentines Day;) ;) ;) ;) - $4.99 - nice. Some cutsie little Valentine-ish Dish towels - $6.99 - pretty.


So all this takes up about 50 minutes and we need to start heading to the check out. Now the place is fairly busy - so I pick one of two open registers.


Guess what? I picked the

WRONG

STINKING

LANE.


What I thought was one fluffy pillow from the clearance rack, in the lady's carriage, turned into 25 frickin MUGS under the fluffy pillow on clearance. I am not exaggerating! 25..........at least. So there I was - standing in MY line.

WHILE

THE

CHECKOUT

LADY

WRAPPED

EACH

GOSH

DARNED

MUG

IN-

DI-

VI-

DU-

AL-

LY

IN

PAPER,

DAMMIT!

1 comment:

Jerolyn said...

I have that curse as well, it also applies to resturants and slow waiters...