Oh coffee, how do I love thee?

To my beloved cup of joe,

'Tis true my love for you was not born at first taste, rather it has grown with the years. I was naive and young and lacked depth of mind to partake in your aromatic goodness. Now that my love for you has matured, I am able to see the errors of my ways; the coffee lover has emerged from my old self.

You have warmed my soul on a frigid day and given me energy when I have been sluggish. You have awakened understanding in a way that therapy and medication could not- I now have total awareness of why my mother was such a raving lunatic until she had that first cup of morning wonderfulness.

Thank you for keeping me sane, giving me the pep I need to clean the house, pay the bills, blog about foolishness and to play with my children on days where it seems the couch has been coated in super glue and I have become its captive. To you, I am grateful. And so are my children.

The end.

Hottie at Wal Mart, aisle 9

or, you may call this post "Game Time at Wal-Mart" because I brought my camera into the super store and made a game out of it. I take pictures and Husband gives me the look. Take pictures, more dirty looks. :) I won the game.If you've never taken your camera into a Wal-Mart, I suggest it. The lighting is terrible and the customers have obviously been bussed in from Middle America but you'll have so much fun these things won"t bother you. The middlest totally fitting in.

Negotiations over the Pringles that are "made with real pizza in dem"

We won the argument over why we needed this packaged pastry. Luckily, this was food for horses, not people. (White lie but BRILLIANT parenting tactic. Also try: "No this candy at the check out counter isn't for us. They use this space for dog treats. Bummer, huh? They do look kinda good.")

The highlight of the day for this guy was finding the new Cool Whip can has a top that looks like swirled Cool Whip.

The highlight of our shopping experience for me was not the one armed man with the stickered prosthesis or the Middle American-ish women flirting with my husband in line. It was following this around the store.