ARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!

So, here I am at work after passing right on through the Alcon warning screen on blog pages. I feel like it is just a suggestion that I halt, not the law. Anyway, it felt like there was lead in my legs this morning walking in from the parking lot. There is still a lot for me to do before year end, but not an ounce of me wants to do any of it. I should still be at home snuggled in my bed. Or meeting a friend for breakfast. Or wrapping the few more gifts I got last night at Target even though I swore I was done shopping.

So let me tell you about Target 3 days before Christmas. I have decided to impress all the guests at my folks for Christmas by making a homemade pineapple upside down cake and some scrumptious raspberry chocolate torte thingy. I had a Target gift card to spend so figured I would buy groceries with it. Dark brown sugar, nope, out. Light brown sugar, nope, out. Semi sweet chocolate baking bars, nope, out. How do you run out of those things at Christmas? Shouldn't they have some storage space in the back with the Holiday staple supplies? In fact I think they should order those items daily to keep them stocked. Ok, so moving on. The next source of my annoyance was the woman shopping with her dog in her arms. This is not Beverly Hills, she was far from being Paris Hilton or any of those other stick figure people. Really??? A dog in the grocery store. She wasn't visually impaired. Why was this allowed? If I weren't trying to have the Christmas Freaking Spirit, I would contemplate calling the store and talking to management about posting a sign on the door, "No shoes, no shirt, and a dog unless you are blind, no entrance." Then, of course there were all the people either mute or rude that couldn't say excuse me when they bumped into me or my basket, or chose to stand in front of the area I needed for a good 5 minutes just staring. The best part of my experience at Target was in the shoe department. I was looking for a nice pair of dress shoes for Brandon. There was only one man in the whole shoe department. I figured since he was dressed basically in the same gangsta clothes my son likes to sport that I would ask him what shoes of the 3 I was contemplating he would recommend. So, he came closer to observe and I do believe I caught a buzz off of his second hand exhaling. He was lit. Eyes red, kind of slurring, stunk like a bar, but he did pick the shoes I was going to. So I thanked him, we had some small obligatory exchange of pleasantries, and I moved along. Caught him in the next 2 areas I visited. I am sure it must have been a coincidence.

So, I was so exhausted from the whole Target experience that I passed out at 9:30. Yes, I know that is shocking for me to be in bed before 2:00, but I just couldn't stay awake. Then I had a lovely 3.5 hour nap and was awake for the next hour. Got up to check on my son and he and a friend were playing video games. Somehow he talked me into making him bacon at 1:30am. Still not sure how I agreed to that. Went back to bed and probably fell back to sleep around my usually time of 2:00am. This morning just felt like I didn't sleep at all.

So I will try to end this blog on a positive note. Someone brought donuts to work today and there was one blueberry one left, which is my favorite. Will drink my coffee, eat my donut, and try to fake the inspiration to do the work that needs to be done today.

I would love any suggestions on where to look to change my background to something a little more sparkly, like me. :) Hope everyone has a great day. And my little nugget of wisdom to all of you, STAY AWAY FROM TARGET!

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