Pink Polka Dot Wife

During my afternoon trip to Wal-Mart today, I have finally figured out why Adam doesn't like for me to go there alone anymore. Here are just a few reasons why I should never enter the axis of evil (aka, Wal-mart) by myself:


- I get lured in by the "scrapbook" section. Stickers, glitter, glue guns, ribbon, paper and more oh my!


- I can spend a solid hour circling the same area trying to decide if I really DO need the $3.00 picture frame since its at a "rolled back" low price.



- Spend the next 30 minutes deciding if I need the 5x7 frame or the 4x6. Hell, their only $3.00, I throw caution to the wind and buy both!


- Go to the makeup section, "must get concealer, must get concealer, must get, oooh!! Maxfactor's new highlighter mascara!!!!! and whats this? a newly packaged purple eyeshadow..."


- I also have a knack for picking up several different languages while in Wal-Mart. For instance, "oye mamá caliente", to which I reply, "papi! Que lastima, Soy comprometido y usted no es mono".


- I browse over to the sewing section. My last attempt at sewing, I recall my Granny throwing a ball of yarn at me in frustration. All the pretty fabrics have me thinking, perhaps I'll pick up the art! If Stella on "Project Runway" can sew, then "sew" can I! hehe



- I skip over the shoe section. Lets face it, while I like rolling back prices, you do get what you pay for in most cases.



- I then head over to my favorite section..... office supplies. Its really my mini Mecca in the compounds of Wal-mart. I'm like a kitty with catnip at back to school time. I stare at all of the stationary longingly. I look over the pretty printer papers, the different types of envelopes, the clean, crisp notebooks! I quickly grab pink paper for my "pink polka dot confessions" - newsletter that I write my bridesmaids and of course.... the pink envelopes to match!



- Today I also found a new favorite section. Apparently, Martha Stewart has dumped K-mart and started hocking her Wedding Stuff at Wal-mart! ooh I love it! I'm contemplating getting the bubbles in little containers.



- To complete my trip, I glance at a few People-esque magazines.


- Look in amazement at how on a Saturday afternoon that there are 32 registers and only 2 are open.


- Look at the two bags I bought and wonder how the hell I just spent $60!



- Walk to car very quickly, I swear Papi is following me!, glance all around the car crazily, have key out and ready to gouge anyone that dare get in my way! - get in the car - lock the doors, start the car, leave parking lot, SHOOT!!! I forgot what I went in to get!!! Oh ..I'll just get it next time.


- Get home, see Adam, yell out, "como estan bitches?!"
Adam: "I see you've been to wal-mart..."