We went to Wal-Mart. Nothing quite like a date with your wife where you wind up at a large purveyor of low-priced merchandise. But, one takes what one can get--we had a thing at church Sunday we needed to prepare for, and Saturday was going ot be full of me working on the car and her being otherwise indisposed ceramicking with the girls, so it was the only time we had.
We made the best of it, though.
I took particular pains to direct her through all the frozen food bins and cases. Juvenile, yes, but entertaining for me nonetheless. Especially since she just thought we were looking for frozen chicken. We also took a moment for me to go get some stuff to work on the car, and then it was outside to the garden shop to get a couple of pots of chrysanthemmousmmsmms for the front porch.
Home then, and to bed.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at October 19, 2005 01:57 PM