Bulky

Last night I went to Costco and realized a regular jumbo sized Costco cart was never gonna cut it. I pulled out the big boy flat bed and after feeling very sorry for myself and maybe hurting a few people, I got the hang of it and realized what Costco is all about. Buying a lot of stuff. Oooohh. The bummer is, you want other people to look at you and think, 'Wow, look at all that stuff, what the hell is she doing with all that stuff' like I always think when I see people with 7 flats of non-dairy creamer, but those Costco people are so jaded, nobody even did a double take.
But I felt pretty tough swingin' all around there using the back wheels to steer instead of the front wheels (duh) and stacking my cart all Tetris-like (believe me, before the flowers it was a real good job). Then I got in line and thought, hey I should take a picture! Much easier to remember since my brain wasn't consumed with eating something as soon as possible.


Then the old man behind me with two items said, 'Pretty proud of your shopping, huh?' And I said, 'Yeah, it's my biggest one ever!' Then later when I let him go in front of me he said, 'I'm not that proud of mine.' I said, 'Are you sure? I'll take it's picture if you want!' Look at me being all cute and friendly with the strangers. Don't get used to it, my mom just died and my moods are very unpredictable.