A Time I Lost My Mother

One day,  as I was sitting and accomplishing really productive things on the internet, my mother asked if I wanted to go to the store. I felt rather indifferent until she said, “I’m in a buying mood, so if you want something, you better come along.”

This, of course,  is a whole other story

So, here I was, buying groceries at my local grocer, (which I happen to work at and  apparently never leave) with my mom.

Whilst perusing the aisles, I came across the cutest little frying skillet. Because I’m going to college soon, and am trying to be practical in everything I do (and I’m real easily entertained…) I had to get my mom’s attention, to show her how cool it was.

 

“Mom, mom! Look how cute this frying pa-

You are not my mom!”

It was not my mom.

This lady looks at me.

 

All the while my mom

 is watching like,

And then of course I start blabbering to this lady trying to explain myself, when really I was just digging myself farther and farther into a hole.

Point? I’m a giant five year old.

How A Week Can Be Made

This is how my week has been

Seriously. All week, I've been a real grump.

Sorry 'bout that.

  

But how do we make this all better? Let me tell you, it involves this..

   And now we go into story time...

Here I was, at work.Being a helpful smile.

 

All day, erry day.

As I worked, I notice someone getting a real fluffy throw blanket. Reeeall fluffy. I thought, "Huh, that's pretty cool." And then I went on break, and I passed a whole cartful of them, and one was not only yellow, BUT ONLY FIVE DOLLARS!! Now I thought, "I need this in my life more than I have ever needed anything in my life." And I still had three hours of my shift to go. 

It was killing me. I was dying. I watched as more and more of these blankets were being bought. I saw in my mind, the cart supplies diminishing by the second.

Then those glorious words were said. "You can go home now." I LEAPT from my station and ran/skipped   walked very calmly to the cart. There were three left. 

It was sitting there, in all its perfect glory, beckoning for me.

I have no regrets.