Shopping

I hate shopping.
I do.

When I get rich I will hire a personal shopper.

And I will have a maid here at home to put it all away.

But I will still cook. I like cooking.

It's not so much the choosing food I mind.

I like that.

It's the work.


And I absolutely HATE it when I shop in Zehrs,
and nobody bags my groceries!

I am paying more for stuff,
someone should darn well bag my groceries.

I did have a bagger today though,
or this rant would be longer.

I mean, look at the amount of groceries!
And this is about $100 less than I usually get.

And, don't ask me if I want a second cart.
If I wanted a second cart, I would have gotten one.
I fit all the groceries on to come to the cashier,
you figure out how to put them back on to get to my van.

And my van.
The back hatch will not open.
At all.

So guess where my groceries are?
Beside me, ridin' in style in the front seat.

And the back of the van.
That big brown mark in the back window isn't anything gross.
My wiper is broken, and all the dirt gets caught underneath.
I guess that is kinda gross.

Oh well.

It's done for another week.






Tomorrow,

This lovely lady works some magic.

P.S. All my pictures today were taken in MANUAL mode.

I know.

And I didn't touch up any photos.

These are straight out of the camera.

I am going to figure out this photography thing yet.