Here in the Northwest, we have a great little chain of one-stop stores—Fred Meyer. You can find just about anything there, from soup to nuts, and bicycles to bean bags. My only complaint is that they don’t always have the best prices in town. But I am getting away from my point. Their slogan for years has been “What’s on your list today? You’ll find it at Fred Meyer.”
I would like to be able to take care of all of today’s list in one stop, but more importantly, I would like to get the best prices we can. Money’s tight, as always. So, it will be several stops for us today.
Costco promises to offer up some necessities, and they are even on coupon this month. Yea.
United Grocers has the best prices on onions and potatoes, and we can hit them on the way back from Ken’s appointment. So it is not like we are wasting gas making an extra trip. Still semi-eco-responsible, so yea again.
And then the bummer stop for the day, though I could look at it positively and try to enjoy getting new mugs. I am only feigning disdain for a chance to go shopping, anyway. What girl doesn’t like shopping, even if it is for housewares?
My silly hands have trouble holding onto things. I have a chronic case of the dropsies and oopsies. Over the past several months, I have broken almost all of our coffee mugs, a few bowls, and probably a plate or two if I think about it, but most disappointing, I have broken all of our favorite mugs, even the Goofy mug I got for Ken when we were at Disneyland a dozen years ago.
At least my weak hands have taught my hubby and I to lighten up. He used to pitch fits when dishes got broken. But now that I have broken so many, and for reasons I cannot control, he humors me so that I don’t feel bad about it. He simply says that it’s one less dish to wash. No wonder I love him so.
Oh, and we must go by the post office because my birthday present should be waiting . . . and my new CPAP mask should arrive today too. I am such a lucky girl, all this love and understanding—and presents too!