Sam's Club

I love going to Sam's Club - well usually. Went today and don't know where all those people came from. We were having a lovely "wintery mix" outside and everyone is at Sam's. Don't they know they are supposed to be at the grocery store buying milk and bread?

Anyway, go into Sam's and wander around - always something new and different and ginormous to see (Unless you are a restaurant, can you ever in a lifetime use that big of a jar of mayo?). Walk past the sample lady grab a bite, eat it and pretend to look at a gallon jar of teryaki sauce, so I can go to the next lady and see what she has to eat. Yes, I go have a little something-something when I am there, but at least I don't hover around the little cart, waiting for the food to cook. Whatsupwiththat??? Instead, I pretend to be engrossed in the pomengranate juice label - pomengranate and blueberry, quite the combo - and then casually walk by once the goods are laid out.

One of my more recent Sam's appreciations is that they have caffeine-free Diet Coke - yes, I should not be drinking diet soda and yadda, yadda - but it is a treat I often get at the checkout (thirsty from all the food I ate, usually :) ). So today, get my big ole diet coke and direct my wobbly cart to the car in the snow. Am putting the cart into the cart corral, pushing cart with one mittened hand, holding precious diet coke with the other, and the soda slips out of my hand to the ground, the cup falls apart and the diet coke is no more. Devestation in the Sam's parking lot.

So I go home and tell the family my sad story - how first, all the recycling bins in the parking lot were filled and I couldn't drop off our stuff and then to make matters worse I-was-pushing-the-cart-into-the-cart-corral-and-was-holding-my-soda-with-the-other-hand-and-it-fell-to-the-ground-and-spilled-everywhere! (told in my most pitiful, woe is me voice) Both girls come over and give me big hugs; Kaylie says, "that story almost is going to make me cry too". Having a loving, sympathetic family is bliss. :)