Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Kleptomaniacs in training!
Confession: I make excessive Walmart trips. Why? Oh, for groceries, cleaning supplies, clothes, shopping therapy, to get out of the house, whatever. You name it, I'm there. And when I'm there, I stay for an unreasonably long amount of time.

My husband always wonders what the hell I can do in there for so long (especially if he happens to be waiting with the car running because the kids are sleeping), but it is a TIME WARP in there, people. What feels like 15 minutes is usually more like AN HOUR and 15 minutes. Oops.

We say it's a "dollar a minute" to be in there, and that has been accurate almost every time. So when I'm in there for my typical hour and a half, it's not good on the checkbook. You do the math.

A trip in for milk (one gallon of milk, people!) once cost me $43.62. Um, there's just so many THINGS in there. THINGS I just didn't realize I NEEDED.

Yesterday, I went to Walmart. When I came home, I proceeded to unload my purchases.

But some of the items were not ones I had purchased. Well, OKAY, I purchased them, but I did NOT put them in my cart.
I'll give you one guess who DID put them in my cart.

Yep. That's him (with his partner in crime). Looks innocent, doesn't he? I know. He has perfected that look.

And this is totally not the first time that I've come home WITHOUT something I once HAD in my cart, or something I HAD to buy because it was chewed on, or with something my kids thought we 'needed.'

Gee, they are soooo helpful to have around! So helpful, in fact, that tonight, I will be putting my husband in charge and going to bed around 6!

That way, I will be all refreshed tomorrow so that I can cook, um...spaghetti, apple pie, and whatever the hell calls for 5 ounces of evaporated milk.



9 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

a dollar a minute! that's so true!

Anonymous Anonymous said...

You can never go to Wal-Mart too much! Have S take the two w/ list and you stay home and take a nice relaxing bubble bath, and a glass of wine or maybe a little Baileys. You will never hear another word about how much time you are spending there. Trust me on this one! LOL
E

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am totally trying to think of something that requires evaporated milk, and the only thing I can think of is icing. So... um... you could make an apple cake with icing? And then send it to me? Because you love me and I crave cake and icing like men crave sex?

And I'm so totally shutting up now *blush*

Blogger Stacey said...

donna - maybe I will take you up on that. Do you have carts that I can buckle the children in to?

E - I think you're right! I will try that!

Mrs. S - Oh, how I wish I could make you some of my cake right now, as you are pregnant and IN NEED OF CAKE. LOL.

Blogger Frema said...

This happens to me in Target. I didn't mind Wal-Mart when I lived in little ole Rensselaer, but these stories are DIRTY in bigger cities. Children screaming, adults sporting Kleenex through the necks of their shirts...it's like another dimension I just can't be a part of here.

Blogger Stacey said...

cpa mom - You make me so happy! EEEEEEE! I love new readers, especially ones who tell me they LOVE my blog. Glad I helped distract you from work for awhile!

Blogger Lost A Sock said...

Ohhhhhh Walmart. I can see you on the dollar a minute...though I'd guess I'm more of $1.75. I, too, am there 47 times per week. I just cannot see dragging kids through 19 stores when I can pick it all up at one. (Apparently I am in the mood to exaggerate numbers today.)

Blogger Patiently waiting said...

LOL at the "dollar a minute". I think if my husband had his way I would never be allowed to step foot in there again. His ex-wife once spent close to $600 in there in one trip. That's twice as much as I have managed to rack up there. :-)

Blogger Silly Hily said...

I do the same thing but at Target. (I HATE Walmart.) Sad thing, Silly Girl has never put a thing in my basket. I do all the damage myself. Hey, wait, my husband doesn't know that. Oooooh, this is good.
"What in the hell did you get 'this' for?"
"Huh? I didn't! Silly Girl? Did you put 'that' in the basket? You have to stop doing that."

It looks like your daughter is pissed at your son. Like it's his fault they got caught. Too cute.

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