Why I Love Safeway...

Well, this is me making lemonade out of lemons.  Stupid stuff happens to me at the store (nothing bad David-just people not thinking before they speak) and the positive is it gives me something to come home and blog about!

I was at Safeway today.  I've been cleaning out the fridge and pantry and am restocking before David comes home, and this was my restock stop.  So keep in mind, I was buying more than one of each item (not that that should matter).  I was in line with my cart of stuff and was pouting about how disappointing the produce was.  I picked up an onion and my thumb went into it *shudder* :S.  I loaded up my purchases, leaving the multiples of heavy things in the cart.  Before she started scanning I let her know how many of each item I had.  One of my multiple purchases was some wine.  After the holidays we had made a dent in our wine rack and I was taking the opportunity to stock up.  I had 12 bottles total in my cart.  The checker says to me "That's some wine!  That's like what my dad would buy and he was an alcoholic."  I was thinking "What?  Excuse me?"  I looked at her and said "Thank you for comparing me to an alcoholic, and pretty much implying I am one.  You know nothing about me.  Maybe I'm stocking up for a party or a book club meeting.  Instead you assume the worst."  She looked taken aback and sort of tried to apologize. I looked at her, I probably had that cold pissed look I get when I have to deal with another crappy experience at the story, and said, "Thanks, don't worry, I have 12 bottles of wine to comfort me."  This wasn't a checker I had seen before.  I don't know if it was a new person, or if this was not a normal shift for her.  At any rate, she only mildly ticked me off.  I may have flustered her for the rest of the night.  I think that's a win for me.  Off to go drink one of my 12 bottles....

~Emily

Wednesday

I'm restless.  It's just one of those days.  I was tired at work all day.  I came home and managed to clean out the freezer and then the fridge.  I have some other things to do, but I keep pacing around and looking at my phone.  Maybe I need to combat the fur bunnies floating around.

Two more sleeps... two more sleeps...

Tuesday...

...really?  It's only Tuesday?  I feel like I haven't accomplished anything.  My back still hurts and my deep paper cut keeps doing sore icky things.  It's like I fall apart when David goes out of town!  Maybe he has part of my brain with him?  That would explain a lot...

Today's excitement was the afternoon flurries.  Around 3 pm today it started to snow.  I don't think it lasted very long and it didn't sick.  My boss kindly let me leave early, which was nice for my peace of mind as well as Davids.  There is supposed to be freezing rain tonight, but it's been pretty quiet so far.  It is only 9:30, the winter storm warning for our area started at 3 pm and I think was to go until midnight.  Puppy and I are unfazed.  She is curled up on David's footstool with her back to me.  I think I am being shunned.  I tried to get her to pose for a picture with me to send to David.  She really wasn't into it and I ended up with fur in my mouth.  Anyway, hopefully I will wake up to clear roads and can go about my normal business tomorrow.

I'm gonna go try to move something from one place to another place (well, other than myself).  Three more sleeps and then David is home. :)

~Emily

Monday Monday...

Wow, I haven't posted here in a while.  The last time I posted David was in California and I was waiting for him to arrive.  Well, David is again in California but I have 4 sleeps before he comes home to me.  The cat is sitting on his couch, in his spot, looking at me with this look that says "Where is daddy?  What. Did. You. Do?"  And then she looks away and gnaws on her leg.  Cats are so strange.

I have my to do list, but I'm not feeling as good about it as I usually do.  I tweeked my back this weekend and it is still sore.  It makes carrying stuff up and down the stairs not so much fun.  There is also word that there may be a bit of a storm coming in tomorrow.  I might find myself headed home from work early to avoid driving in some nastiness with my sexy silver beastie.  Have I mentioned how much I love our new car?  Before he went out of town, David cleared a spot in the garage for the car so now it's warm and happy for me in the mornings.  I don't have to go out in the rain and get into a cold car, and David doesn't have to go scrap ice off for me either.  I think I'm finally getting the hang of getting it in and out of the garage too.  Every morning I have to smile because of how sweet my David is, and because I get to drive our car.

Sorry for the sort of rambling meandering post.  I just finished organizing my desk and now I'm watching some TV before I try to get some sleep.  I'm watching and episode of Hoarders on A&E.  This episode has a rat hoarder (over a thousand rats) and a cat hoarder (over 50 cats).  I'm thinking the show needs to get these two people together and let nature do it's thing... just a thought.  The rat guy just said he will have rats licking his face and eye lids while he is sleeping.  Um, I like rats but that would be a big fat ICK!  I have to say, the rats are awfully cute but I think that many of them scurrying about freely would sort of freak me out.  I also have to say I think 50 cats would freak me out, so David I promise you I will only ever have 2 cats at a time.

I guess I better think about some sleep.  4 more sleeps until I get David hugs, YAY!!

~Emily