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Sunday, November 08, 2009

Grocery Store Meanderings

I don't normally have a super awesome time at the grocery store, so today I was very pleased with an actually pleasant trip to the grocery store. On a Sunday afternoon. With my two year old son.
It was as if I was in a dream like trace walking around the store, protected by some kind of force field bouncing away all of the things that normally drive me crazy.
I felt compelled to share because I'm trying to focus on the positive these days. (Please slap me if I become one of those people who you want to strangle because they are so upbeat.)
Normally, I would be yelling at my children and slamming the grocery cart into the corral as hard as I could by the end of a run of the mill grocery trip, but not today.
I even had some classic triggers, like trying to avoid waiting at the deli, so grabbing my number and sneaking down a couple of aisles only to return and they had passed my number and I had to grab another number and wait anyways.
It turns out while waiting, there was a guy from MN who was striking up a conversation with one of the deli workers about her being from MN as clearly exhibited by her Viking's shirt. (There is nothing like a little chat about how horrible the weather sucked in TX last summer, "I was ready to pack up and move back," he said, to lift your spirits.
Mainly, I think Douglas' (aforementioned two year old) chipper mood, is to receive the credit. It is amazing what non-whiny children can do to your outlook on life!
My favorite moment of the trip was when I crouched down for a can of chicken noodle soup on the bottom shelf, he peered over the cart down and me and said, "How are you do-wing down dere?"


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Blogger "Molly McGee" said...

Isn't it such a pleasant surprise when something you expect to cause you stress actually ends up being a positive experience? And I love the way kids can find a way to say things that immediately induce a smile.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Blogger girlfriday said...

I know. They really are miraculous in that ability. Funny husbands are like that, too.

"What are you Do-Wing...?" If I had been standing next to you in the grocery store, I would have had wings on my shoes for the rest of the day.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009


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