"Healthier Than Homemade"
Really? Is that something I should be noticing when I put ice in my drinks at home? I have never stopped to wonder, "Is this ice healthy?" And I have purchased plenty of ice in those monster-sized bags from the gas station for parties or get-togethers. Not once did I feel better about serving my guests healthy ice.
This week, the boy and I went to a park near our house to take some pictures so I can get a head start on the family Christmas card. I usually try to take the Christmas card pictures over Thanksgiving, and it is as much fun as you can imagine. The beautifully cool Fall weather we've had for 3 weeks straight magically disappears on Thanksgiving Day, and it turns out to be a humid 98 degrees. I have visions of color-coordinated outfits and Fall-happy smiles, but what I typically get is someone squinting in the sun, at least 2 people dripping in sweat, and one or 2 folks complaining about the hot outfit they have on. And there's only 3 of us.
So while I was torturing my son taking his picture at the park, we saw this:
Who walks on mud on purpose? Maybe I'm not the adventuring type, but if I see a big, half-dried up, muddy lake bed, I do not have the urge to step out in it. Who knew our park had quick sand? I said I would pay good money to see somebody stuck up to their chest in mud. Well, maybe I wouldn't actually pay to see it, but I would like to see it.
And then I had to run into the store this morning for a few quick 83 items. This is the sign that greeted me at the door.
Thanks, Wal Mart. My holiday anxiety was already beginning to rear its ugly head. You have helped me shoot straight into full-on panic mode.
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