So my husband, our kids, and I went into our neighborhood Wal-Mart today to get some ice cream. Just ice cream. Nothing else. Then once in the store the spell that Wal-Mart seems to cast upon us every time we visit quickly took hold. I suddenly remembered that I had to bake cookies for a playgroup tomorrow and wouldn’t it be great if they were in cute Christmasy shapes – and NO, I didn’t already have Christmas cookie cutters because I’d given them to Mo to use with his play-doh. I offered to wash them but Prince Charming was completely grossed out by using play-doh cookie cutters (even as I reminded him that play-doh was completely non-toxic.)
Then of course I would need Christmasy plates, cups, and napkins to compliment the beautiful cookie creations I would make.
Next came freshener, because… well I didn’t have a really good reason, except that I absolutely love those AirWick plugin oil things. While I was at it, I added in a few Glade Christmasy scented candles.
Then of course Prince Charming being the practical one asked if I needed milk, butter, etc. I replied, “Actually, I do! Boy what would I do with out you?”
To which he replied, “Come home with a bunch of crap stuff we can’t eat.”
Long story short, we went in for a half gallon of Bryers, came out with $92.00 worth of nothing much.
Anyone know the counter spell?
Frankly I think its the nice greeters who are responsible.
BTW – those beautiful cookie creations aren’t so beautiful – but they are yummy!