Thursday Thirteen

While I was in the city today:

1. Boy, I thought, I sure hope I don't get this stuff my husband has, because he is still quite sick. I don't have time to be sick.

2. The traffic was not as bad as I expected.

3. Why isn't the file cabinet I want on sale? Everything else is! I wondered. I bought it anyway because I needed it.

4. Overheard while stuck in a return merchandise line at KMart:
Child: "I want a pony."
Lady: "You can't have a pony."
"But I want a pony now!"
Lady: "Santa's wallet is empty now, you can't have a pony."
Child: "I don't want a pony when Santa comes next year, I WANT IT NOW!"

5. I marveled at the ease with which I returned things to the new Sportsman's Warehouse. No line, no waiting, no questions. At least at the time today when I was there.

6. I looked longingly at Books-A-Million as I drove by, but alas, I didn't have time to stop.

7. In Fresh Market, I discovered on my second trip ever into the store that all they carry is food. I couldn't find any filters for the coffee maker there anywhere.

8. I did find rice crackers, which I have never had but which are gluten free, along with some non-alcoholic sparkling something or another for New Year's.

9. I also found a tiny little 82 percent cacao chocolate bar, which cost $1.99. I bought it anyway but I haven't yet eaten it.

10. My other purchases consisted of coat hangers for the new clothes my husband received (his clothes are heavy and require something sturdy) and a chicken for dinner. Neither came from Fresh Market. I could have bought the chicken there but I didn't have any way to ensure it wouldn't spoil before I could get home.

11. The new Art Museum, which I am sure will be filled with lots of delightful things to view, looks to me like a spaceship that has crash landed in the heart of downtown.

12. I thought the weather was quite warm for December 27 in the Mid-Atlantic. Isn't it supposed to be snowing or something this time of the year?

13. As I begin to turn into my driveway, the nut behind me nearly rear ends me. I drive 100+ miles and *this* is where I am terrified?