I had a “day off” today (I know, I haven’t even been working that long, and it’s also in quotation marks because I had a class to attend and French to practice and a stupid economics course [new torture that my mother has devised for my summer “holidays”] to read through), but was stuck home until about three-ish. The big last-minute plan was to head out to Wal-Mart to do some much needed grocery shopping. Our Wal-Mart has recently become a Super Wal-Mart, but I can’t see anything super about it. They never have anything in stock, all of their food seems to be past its sell-by date, and once again they DIDN’T HAVE VOGUE. (If you’re confused about the “again,” go HERE.) Oh yeah, and they’re always behind on the issues of magazines that they DO carry. Fail, Wal-Mart.
Anyway, after Wally World let me down, I ran over to Sally’s to peruse their gleaming rows of nail-lacquer and hair products in awe. Yup, I just like to look. While my mother purchased some awful powdered wax substance, I picked out a new round brush and a pinky-peach nail color (because I never can come out of there empty handed). I somehow managed to wheedle Mumzie into clothes shopping, but because of limited time, it ended up being handbag/hat/sunglasses shopping before I even made it to the much needed shorts. Oh well. Another day, I suppose. I did snag a floppy hat and retro shades, though, not to mention spotting a fabulous red purse that I just might have to make mine (TH, of course—I always fall in love with his bags at first sight). Yeah, basically I was in need of another shopping binge. It’s better than an ice cream binge, okay? (Not that an ice cream binge was possible today.)
My floppy hat is telling me that I really need to go spend some time on the river. My common sense is telling me that I might want the water to inch its way up a few degrees. Summer, when will you come to us in earnest?
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