Stuff I bought

I got up early today, finished the chores, dolled myself up (as much as I do, which frankly, constitutes little more than running a comb through my hair, washing my face, and slapping on moisturizer with SPF 30) and made a quick run to Target. If I don't get this over with first thing in the morning, I won't go. Any later than opening and the parking lot is full, forcing me to park in the boonies (and I don't want to walk from the boonies to the store in this heat), the store is full of bitchy moms trailed by passels of kids, and the traffic makes me irritable.

So, I went to Target...moving on...

Here's what I bought:

Do towels require explanation? The towels in the drawer are getting to be threadbare.

These containers might come in handy for Steve's lunch.

Steve's underware is full of holes, and I'm sick of it.

Colored sponges, so that we won't get confused between the handwash sponge and the sponge used to wash pet dishes. I have many times caught Steve using the sponge for pet dishes on handwash dishes, and nearly vomited. I couldn't help but wonder how many times he'd made the mistake when I wasn't around to freak out on  him.

I might be the last person in America still using scrunchies. I love 'em, and I won't give them up. Although, they are more and more difficult to find. I must be careful with these.

I bought this particular box of Lucky Charms because it advertises More Magic mini Charms. That sounds wonderful. I can't wait to find out. That is a Family Size box of Cocoa Pebbles for $2.54. What a deal.

This might have been the cheapest clock radio on the shelf. I think it was $11.99. Allow me to share the difference between a $30 clock radio and a $12 clock radio. Reception. I have to stand on my head, with my arms sticking out with a hanger gripped between my feet to get the radio to come in on this thing.

"Why should I spend $30 on a clock radio when I'm sure the one for $11.99 will do the trick?" Why indeed.

Later in the afternoon, I drove all the way to Nordstrom to buy a pair of FitFlops. Because they were out of size Gargantuan, I left empty handed.

After a lifetime spent drilling the full force of my weight into my heel with each step, and thusly overpronating, compounded by my billion pound gain over the last 20 years, I have developed plantar fasciitis. At first, I thought my foot was punishing me for wearing a particularly cheap pair of flip flops. I thought it would go away. Three months of hobbling tells me that it's time for more than simply favoring my foot. I've been reading, and believe that FitFlops (and a decent pair of inserts) might be the key to salvation.

Steven's sister has this, and she is such a drama queen that I always ignored her complaints. But this really is for the birds.

Gawd! I just reviewed this for mistakes and whatnot, and I am in some kind of icky mood! I think its the caffeine. I rarely drink anything containing caffeine, but I stopped at Panera for lunch today and had a Coke. I always get a wee cranky when I've had soda.