(Pardon the crappy pictures)
Anyway, I found frames for all three pictures – black frames, in case you’re wondering – and ended up buying a few other things because of COURSE I can’t go into Target and buy just what I went in for.
I left Target and went to Sam’s, where I stocked up on water, gum, toothbrushes, shaving gel. You know, the usual exciting stuff. Fred had asked me to look at Sam’s and see if they carry big containers of the beef jerky I got at Wal-Mart the other day. Kate got me started on it while I was in Maine, and I got Fred started on it – he likes it even more than I do, if that’s possible. Sam’s had all kinds of beef jerky, but none of them were beef nuggets of course, so when I left Sam’s I decided to head up the street to Wal-Mart and see if I could get more packages there.
I hate Wal-Mart. Target has spoiled me, because now when I walk into Wal-Mart and see pallets of stuff laying everywhere it just annoys me. This Wal-Mart is right down the street from Target, and whereas Target was slightly busy this morning, Wal-Mart was wall-to-wall packed with people. I walked along the checkout lanes looking for the desired beef jerky, in original flavor, but could find only one pack. I was getting more and more annoyed because there were thousands and thousands of packets of the teriyaki flavored nuggets, but the original flavor was nowhere to be seen.
Finally I decided to make one last check of the lanes, and when I approached lane 15, I hit the mother lode. There was an entire box of the original flavor, and I grabbed as many bags as I could hold. I stood in line behind people who were moving as slow as molasses (YES, GODDAMNIT! I HAVE CONFIRMED THAT YOU CAN, IN FACT, BEGIN WRITING THE FUCKING CHECK BEFORE YOU ACTUALLY HEAR WHAT THE TOTAL IS, YOU IN-MY-WAY MOTHERFUCKER!) and a cashier who was moving even slower.
Due to the fact that I hadn’t eaten breakfast I was far more impatient and ready to snap than I usually am and I just wanted to push everyone right the hell out of my way and throw money at the cashier and run out, clutching my beef jerky to my chest, but I refrained because I hate those impatient-acting, sighing, tapping, muttering assholes. Even if, secretly, I AM one of those assholes, it wasn’t necessary to prove it to everyone else around me.
I finally left Wal-Mart THANK GOD and then had to go to the post office to drop off a million zillion trillion packages.
And then, because I had been so outwardly calm and shown no evidence of the murderous rage I was feeling at Wal-Mart, I decided to reward myself with a king-size Diet Coke from Burger King. Those pussies at McDonald’s might have caved in to pressure and taken away their super-sized drinks and fries, but Burger King still has ’em, so HA!
Nectah of the gods.
And now I’m starving to death, so I’m going to go eat. Buh-bye!
It’s in a different frame, though.
What spoiled little kitties! All fluffy, warm and plump they be =)
I know what you mean about Wal-Mart vs. Target. Here in the suburbs of Washington, D.C., a visit to Wal-Mart (at least the one near my house) is like a quick trip to Guatemala. No one speaks much English, even the cashiers. I never go in there unless I can’t find what I want at Target. Target is always lovely and quiet, a place where one can breathe (and browse) freely, because they don’t allow boxes of unshelved merchandise to clutter up the aisles. Target, it must be said, ROCKS.
I have that same space heater! Doesn’t it rock?
The problem with Wal Mart is that they don’t close. I worked there for a couple of years and it was hell trying to stock at the same time that people were shopping.
I, too, LOVE that picture Fred got you for your birthday. I saw it a while back and was so tempted to buy it, but don’t have the money (can’t justify it at least) at this point. Enjoy looking at it for me, too, ok? 🙂
Where did you find that first kitty pic? (in the tub) That looks just like my Gus and if I haven’t filled the water as soon as the 3 beasts have emptied it (and god forbid he drink from the cat water dish by the food instead of the dog’s dish!)I find him perched on the edge of toilets or in the tub staring at the faucet with a look of “if I stare hard enough it will magically turn on because I am Claude Augustus Lennon the third the all powerful!” LOL
Do you guys have Costco back there? If so, you can get the beefsteak nuggets cheaper there than at Wal-Mart(cringe). I got hooked on them when I was buying jerky to send to my soldier in Iraq. I don’t think the package that I bought ever made it there – heh. At least, not the first one, but I did make up for it later.
Those are some spoiled kitties. I think they should soak up all the heat and come visit my bed tonight. It’s cold at my house. :-p
That’s a gorgeous picture!!! Now I want one too.
Amy – that heater definitely rocks. Fred bought it at Lowe’s a few months ago, and it makes being in the computer room downright warm and toasty!
Georgina – this might be a stupid question, but wouldn’t it make sense to do the stocking at night? Or do they have a hard time getting enough people to work overnight shifts? I know that when they first put the Wal-Mart in in Maine, they always did the stocking overnight and had to have all pallets off the floor by 7:30 or 8:00.
E – I got that picture at Deck the Walls, but you can go to portalcards.com, click on product catalog, click on wall decor, and then click on “search” (at the top of the page), and search on “Tub cat”, which should bring it up.
Lori – we do have Costco, but I don’t have a membership. Maybe I need to get one, people are always telling me to go to Costco!
in this day and age of electronic banking, i am highly irritated by people who write checks in line at the store. it’s called a check card. look into it.
1) Does anyone write checks anymore? Is that an Alabama thing or a Wal-Mart thing? (I don’t frequent either, but for differnt reasons, heh.)
2) I also have that space heater and it is the (warm and toasty) shit.
3) SPANKY!
Today, one of those impatient people physically pushed by me as I was trying to use my debit/check card at the drug store. I had to move out of the way in the middle of entering my pin, in order to not be smashed by her cart! My wonderful cashier said to her, “I should smack you”. hahaha
the picture is quite beautiful. i think it is one by elizabeth murray, taken at monet’s garden in giverny. you should read “cultivating sacred spaces”, which, while a gardening book, has a tear-jerked of a love story mixed in there.
Oh! That pictures is precious. I want it now!
LOL
Rock the Casbah!
Your 80s are showing!!!
I am a Wal-Mart hater too, but sometimes I just have to shop there. However, our local store has made the checkout process a bit more tolerable by installing Self Check lanes. Most of the goobers shopping there don’t know how to use the machines so the lanes are always open. We can be out in a flash. Self Check Rocks!
Two entries later and that swimmer cat is still trippin me out….
That cat on the sidewalk/courtyard looks like a Charles White picture….is it?
I love the picture Fred gave you. Such beautiful colors, contrasted with the little black kitty in the center. Perfect!
Even better, though, is the pic you posted of your kitties around the heater! That is simply aDORable!
Robyn,
Where did Fred get you the cat on the path of flowers picture? I think I must own a copy. 🙂
Glad you had a good vacation!
Kitty
You have me craving some Diet Coke now like you wouldn’t believe. It is sick how I drive through there like it is a crack hotel. Diet Coke? I lurve you.
(OK, I’m done)
Not. Hadta mention – that picture is beautiful. The kitty one in the garden. Love it.
I LOVE that picture! I have the same one in my living room. It looks like our black kitty, Mojo!! 🙂
They do stock at night, but it’s not everything. I managed the lingerie and accessories department which also included the hosery and socks and packaged panties, and no one did any stocking for me overnight. The overnight stockers (there were four) that took care of the entire clothing area (mens, boys, womens, girls, infants, and lingerie & accesories) pretty much spent all their time in infants (3 of them to be exact) and the left over one spent her time in mens or boys. Most of the other stockers worked toys and HBA. Pallets had to be off the floor at 7 AM in which case our merchandise was placed in shopping carts. It sucked working there.
Wal-marts da bomb!