Does that MATCH?

I convinced the GypsyGirl to go with me to saunter through Wal-Mart and buy groceries. The kicker was that I was picking her up at 7:30AM. She always avoids big public places, like I do, because we don't want to a) run into people we don't want to and b) run into a lot of people all congregating in the middle of the damn aisle. I think I only convinced her it was ok to go because I said it was so early no one in their right mind would actually be up at this hour.

I arrived to find her bright eyed and bushy tailed drinking her morning cup of coffee (or two). Out the door we headed. This is two days in a row for us. It's a streak. On the way to "town", we were discussing the lack of knowledge possessed by our JeepChicks' neighbor. We detoured. Yes, Rubi, we stalked your house this morning. And might I say, that rock wall is so not in a straight line. A drunk man could make a straighter line than that.

I was right about no one being in the store. We pretty much had the run of the place. Like usual, we were easily distracted. First, it was the Halloween decorations. Which, might I add, suck at Wal-Mart this year. I am hoping they will add new stuff soon. Then we made the dreaded mistake. We headed down the stationary aisle(s). *insert "Jaws" music here* Since deciding to help assist with the Girl Scout troop, I thought I'd buy a binder or planner just for organizing and arranging and keeping up with whatever assignment and tasks I am given to oversee. As some of you may recall the planner/post-it incident, you already know that I was in trouble. I found a binder that MATCHES, that right it matches, my planner. AND THEN.... I found some dividers that coordinate. AND THEN... I found some folders that coordinate. GypsyGirl had to practically drag me out of the aisle. Well, she didn't really, but she should have. I don't even know if I will need this stuff, but I was overwhelmed. It was all so cute and matching and it's called "Prints Charming". Who could pass this stuff up? Seriously? Seriously.

Total rambling, I know. Maybe a more exciting post tomorrow.

4 comments

  1. Just had to call me bushy, huh? And tailed, huh? Well that's just Gypsy in a nutshell circa 1991.

    You didn't mention the car fire. Which, I think, is not a normal occurence at Walmart.

    And it's Hot Chocolate. Not Prints Charming. Check the back. Neener, Neener.

    And thank you again for the present. I love the pens.

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  2. lol.. that's funny. I think a drunk man did make the rock wall :) Good thing you are prepared! She told me this morning that you and I are gonna be the "cookie mommies." Which means, when we sell cookies, its gonna be our job to keep up with orders from the girls, get the cookies ordered, get the cookies when they come in, separated, delivered to the girls that sold them, (which won't be hard because we will have a meeting on that day) and then keep up with the money as it comes in. Sounds to me like a good time to plan our trip to skip the country around that time. hee hee :)

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  3. Ok, so I stand corrected. It's called "Hot Chocolate". My bad. But in my own defense, the tag on the shelf did say Prints Charming, ok?

    I can't believe I forgot about the car fire!

    My "listing" skills will definitely come in handy around "Cookie" time then.

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  4. Prints Charming, Hot Chocolate, doesn't matter what it's called. If you want it, then you should have it.

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