Daily doings

Started out the day chatting with Shay about random sister stuff.

If you must know, she was making lasagna and torturing me with photos of her progress. Lasagna takes a long time to cook and I haven’t had any in a long..loooong time. Therefore, I submit she is evil.

She also told me she was eating oreos dipped in overly sweetened tea (her words not mine) when I told her that was gross..she laughed at me. Everyone knows oreos are meant for milk or hot cocoa!

She took another photo of her progress cooking, so I sent her a photo of the extremely gross task I was working on (my dishes…not for the faint of heart) in retaliation.

After procrastinating and cleaning, I went to the grocery store. I bought my goods and then, something not so pleasant happened.

See, I use a piece of rolling luggage to transport my groceries. It keeps me from trying to carry a bunch of bags and I don’t waste bags each week because I quite simply toss all my purchases into the suitcase, zip it and go! I always make sure the thing is completely empty before I go to the store AND I always wait to load it away from the registers so as to not impede other shoppers after checkout. I know my way of doing this is a bit unusual, but I walk, and the rolling suitcase is a complete lifesaver as it keeps my purchases cold and/or frozen better than the wire carts I’ve seen.

The problem came as I left the store. Apparently, an employee didn’t see me go through check-out and only saw me when I was loading my purchases into the suitcase.

She told her managers that she thought I was stealing. WTF?? If I was stealing I definitely wouldn’t have done it directly at the front of the store and in front of the registers check-out. I wasn’t mad, just hurt that they were actually thinking I looked like the kind of person who’d steal.

To be completely honest, I’d rather rip my own arm off than ever steal. Just the thought of the disappointment on my dead grandpa’s face would kill me, not to mention, the pride I take in paying my own way through life. (It’s an “I grew up poor and have gobs of pride” thing)

Anyway, I provided my receipt and explained how I use the suitcase after I’ve paid for the groceries. I always open the case and lie it flat so that anyone who cares to check visually or with a camera, can clearly see the thing is empty before I load it. Yes, I am that anal about it and today just proves I wasn’t remiss to do so.

Anyway, that was fun ..Not.

Once I got home I chatted with Shay again and informed her that I bought oreos and it was all her fault (as I mentioned she is evil) I also shared a photo of my lunch. (It’s a sister brag thing)

Got some sewing done and spent a lot of hours watching Bones.

What a day!

Nom nom nom
Shay sent me a photo of my nephews. Aren’t they cute?
Current progress
I love these straws so I bought some for a co-worker.
I adore this pattern do I bought the magazine so I can eventually make it.
Shay’s lasagna torture photo. She is evil.

Oh, and apparently my nephew, Josh, is adopting a cat named, Snickernoodle. I am contemplating getting a cat myself. Hmmm.

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I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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