A friend and I were running errands today. And by errands I mean the liquor store for Stoli, and Smiths for mixers.
“Why in the world did I get a tampon coupon for purchasing lemonade? That makes no sense, whatsoever!”
“You bought sugar-free lemonade–only a girl would buy that.”
It’s the little things that make me smile.
I started going grocery shopping with Marky. For two reasons: 1) He always drives, and 2) I don’t have to talk to people, therefore keeping the name calling to a minimum.
So yesterday when the following conversation took place:
I didn’t think twice about it, until I got in the car. Me: I brought my library books to return since it’s right by the grocery store. And he’s right. Since I’m addicted to cottage cheese, I forced my addiction onto him. It’s just easier that way.Mark: Wanna go to myer frank at some point today?
Me: I need cottage cheese, so yes.
Mark: Cool. I’ll ping ya when I get out of the movie
Mark: Ok. Did you want to go to the grocery store too?
Me: I thought we were going to Fred Meyers.
Mark: Um, no I said Myer and Frank, and besides there’s no such thing as Fred Meyer anymore, it’s Smiths now.
Me: Shit. So it didn’t dawn on you I was confused when I said something about cottage cheese.
Mark: No. Cottage cheese is a major part of our lives now.
banjo ben ditched work yesterday afternoon so we went spent the afternoon shopping local record stores. between the two of us we ended up buying nearly 100 records, which would be much cooler if either one of us actually owned a record player.
the first record i ever owned was strawberry shortcake. i’d like to think my tastes have changed since then, but sadly no. my favorite record purchased today wasn’t billie holiday, paul anka (shut up!) or any of the sinatra albums i found. nooooo, it was a random waltz album. it’s cute and pink just like my strawberry shortcake album–some things never change. now if i could just find something to listen to them on!
