Yesterday I had a wicked migraine and no Imitrex, and over the course of the day I consumed 5 Alieve tablets. This made my headache fade but also left me feeling super spacey. I had to take care a couple of errands in the afternoon, the usual grocery store and post office runs. I came home and chilled out doing some work and reading before hitting the hay early.
This morning I woke up feeling a thousand times better and more coherent. As I was getting my things ready to head out for work, I couldn't find my wallet. I looked everywhere twice, three times, four times...by the fifth go-round I started to break-out in a cold sweat.
I mentally retraced my steps and called the post office...no dice. I called Fry's, the local grocery, and thank heavens they had my wallet! I just about kissed the elderly customer service lady at the counter who pulled the little red key to life out of the drawer. I am so grateful and will forever shop at Fry's! All hail Fry's!
The moral of this story is don't leave your wallet in the little kid seat on your shopping buggy. You'll probably leave it there when you return it to the cart corral.
On a different note, everyone check out my friend Valerie's Blog! She's fucking funny and fantabulous. You'll enjoy, I promise.
Friday, September 01, 2006
i love fry's
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OMG! I got so excited when I read the title because I just devoted at least two paragraphs to the healing properties of loaded French Fries (you know, a little bacon, a little cheese and all is right with the world. MMM). So, I thought, "Wow, we both love "Frys."
Umm. Dur, Val.
I'm so glad you got your wallet back. And, I'm even more happy that you returned your cart to the corral!!
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