The "rambly" refers to what the rest of this post will be. Tonight I went on an impromtu shopping trip. I was supposed to go tomorrow (today) but My Love was run ragged at work and decided to stay home from Bible study. Anyway, I drove an hour (not including a quick stop at a Goodwill store where I found the most delightful Marjolien Bastin/Hallmark ceramic bird house for $4!!! I'm sure it must have been at least $20 had I bought it MSRP. I LOOOOOOOOVE thrift stores. Really just as much, if not more, than the dollar store and yard sales... )
Whoa... rabbit trail...
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I drove an hour to get to a Super Walmart where I spent three and a half hours wandering around in a false glow of flourescent lit bliss, buying groceries, garden supplies, and things I couldn't live without, like Wall-E toothpaste.
~~ Aw SHOOT! I just remembered that I forgot to get Q-tips. $2.50 for something like 22,000 little ear cleaners... you just can't beat that deal. ~~
I got home about 1a.m. and unpacked everything pretty quickly. On the counter were the two plastic cages filled with mice of various sizes (snake chow) from an earlier trip into town. Oh bother! I put Red in the feeding cage and tossed in some mice then proceeded to see what I could find to entertain me on the boob tube. Hmmm... all those channels and still nothing on :-p So I end up here in blog land catching up on what all my faves have been up to today. I ate a few chocolate covered macadamias and needed to wash them down (why isn't macadamia in my spell check?). I grabbed the milk and took a swig (right out of the carton too... I can hear some of you gagging... not just from my lips on the carton but you are still thinking about those mice aren't ya ...lol) *sputter* It was a little warm. I checked the temperature gauge of the fridge and it was set to "off". GRRRRRRRR... I'm not sure which one of my lovely, darling children does this trick but it is not the first time it has happened.
So, with my warm milk, coated mouth, the snakes all lumpy with rodents, and the knowledge that I will be getting up in one hour to pack a lunch I bid you an adieu. Good night blogger friends ...and good morning My Love ;-)