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!
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That is so true. I am so guilty of leaving Target with just a few more things I last minute remembered I needed.Wal-Mart its worse. That’s why I try to avoid the place. But who doesn’t love new cookie cutters and nice smelling homes with cute plates and napkins. Come on? Those are must haves in our world of happy housekeeping!
I can totally relate! I always feel like I should wear blinkers to prevent me from coming out with all kinds of other stuff than I went in for.