The trip to the city was fun. We returned our internet stuff and got that credited to our account. We had lunch and all was well until we had to stop at Walletmart on the way home. I'm sure I've mentioned that I HATE that store. Anyway, I needed cream cheese so headed over to the dairy section. Right in front of the cream cheese were
three people with carts blocking up the aisle. They weren't looking at anything, just hanging out talking. Who, in the name of all that is holy, hangs out visiting in front of the cream cheese at Walletmart? Anyways, the lady looked at me twice, still not moving. Finally I asked if there was any particular reason that they were standing there. The younger man looked a bit shocked and said no, there's no reason. Slowly they ambled about 5 feet forward. I really, really wanted to ram that woman's ankles with my cart, but reason prevailed (plus Mr. V hates when I embarrass him at the grrstore) and I got my cream cheese. UGH.
Yippee for eagle cams! Thank you Drott!
Yuckers Bamrz.
Mr. V is out in the woods, it looks like we have two poachers/tresspassers out there. Flashlights go on and off, they are slinking around. They aren't talking to each other, just out there. That's creepy and I'm super happy that he's home to go check it out for me.