Friday Night at Walmart

Cabin fever had set in and my husband's inability to buy the correct green can of salmon Fancy Feast that my Yella Kitty loves, led me to Walmart tonight. I had a list made out by sections since I wanted this trip to be as quick as possible due to my ongoing illness. cough..

As always , I was on the prowl for "PJS in PUBLIC". Sadly, everyone was properly dressed. I really looked too. No PJs, No House slippers. Darn. I did see one guy in a Renaissance costume and I figure he either works at Medieval Times or is planning a weekend out at the Renaissance Fair that's in town. And by Gawd, I even saw a guy in a Dolche and Gabanna T shirt! In the boonies! At Walmart. Heading for the yogurt.

Anyway, what struck me about this trip was that I saw so many people in wheelchairs. I mean one or two is standard. But I must have seen a half dozen people in wheelchairs just in one half of the place. I'm a nurse and I'm super analytical , so this intrigued me. A convention? a meeting? curious.

Then I remembered how on Friday nights my parents and I would go to the local equivalent of a Walmart for dinner and shopping. You know , the scary little 'luncheon counter' area with orange plastic booths where the classic meals are burger and fries, tuna salad sandwich, chicken fried steak, or a Blt. We lived in a VERY small town. This was exciting stuff. I'd go peruse the magazines for Tiger Beat or 16 or Seventeen while my mom bought herself another pair of Keds shoes, a carton of Pall Mall cigarettes, and the really groovy 70's Herbal Essence shampoo bottle. It was the 70's and we always got home before The Brady Bunch came on..yes folks..in primetime.

Ok, back to the future of my story here. Shopping completed. No one screaming with Tourettes which has happened on more than one occasion when I visit our local store. Although, several bags of Rutabegas started falling on me while I persued the celery ..I didn't touch a thing!...The Walmart guy ran over and assured me they had overstocked them.

The only thing I didn't find were the small boxes of raisins - portion control. No unwanted chocolate or pretzels landed in my buggy . In the checkout lane, I spied some new M and M flavors and was repulsed 'Pretzel m and m's' and I think I saw this , but it was kind of a nightmare. I didn't want to look too close ...'Strawberried peanut butter?' surely I read that wrong. (checked wikipedia-I was right) I'm a purist on the M and M front, plain.. cough

To home, but now coughing like a mad woman. But it was worth it, I think . Kitty is set for a few days. The dogs are set for a few days. My husband has his milk and supplies for his men's retreat. I got a new book Dorothy Benton Frank's -Return to Sullivan's Island, a Style magazine -feeling girly, a box of Weight Watchers brownies that I planned to buy, and My cold-eeze zinc lozenges. I'm set for the weekend. cough ..... cough

The list
1. eye glass wipes
2. Cold-eeze zinc lozenges
3. Cat food / dog food (wet only)
4. color markers
5. paper clips
6. Plastic bowl
7. Plastic shoe box (3) for organizing in the fridge
8. Milk
9. Butter Spray
10 Dunkin Donuts French Vanilla Coffee
11. raisins
12. Pink lady apples
13. Celery
14. Weight Watchers Brownies
15. Skinny cow mini ice cream cup
16. 2 16 oz diet cokes
17 'trashy' magazine (Style or People)
18. Angel soft tissue (on sale $4)