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Today I was going to write...

Today was the day I was going to write write write on my current story titled Untitled.
Instead I went to WalMart with Susan, my second daughter. I went to buy four things and to help her as she had a big grocery shopping to do. I ended up with a cart full of --- junk. I bought a bathroom rug since I spilled nail polish on the one in there on Sat. night. (I also had to discard my pajama bottoms that night and scrub the tile floor with Comet). Ok, I bought a cake mix to make a pineapple upside down cake, Smores Little Debbies, Chunky Chips Ahoys, trail mix - in I swear a five pound bag, a fruit and nut Cadbury candy bar - if you haven't tried these I highly recommend that you do, A Heath candy bar, a Dr. Pepper, and a bag of lightly salted rice cakes to eat in the car coming home. A box of raisin oat bars for R, and a box of macaroon cookies for the cookie jar. I also got out of there with a fancy silver wire looking dangly necklace thing, and a sharp red blouse off the clearance rack for three bucks. Did I do well or what?
The only thing I bought that might be halfway useful was liquid detergent. I had a coupon - buy one bottle and get one free. I'm so proud of myself and I only spent $80. Oh, I bought bananas, a bd card and a few other things.
That's why I haven't written on "UNTITLED" yet.
Also, I talked to an editor at the Detroit Free Press. She's planning to use my article that was in the Plain Dealer last week. She had a list of questions and might do some rewriting. I don't care as long as it mostly says what I said. I emailed her a photo. I was worried because the photo wasn't all that good. Then she told me it would be the size of a postage stamp. I can live with that. So that's my day. Hope yours went well. Blessings!
PS Uhoh! I just found the jelly beans and chocolate Easter eggs I bought.

Comments

  1. Bargains and a day out, what could beat that...having a Dr Pepper, you are my kinda gal.

    You will write when it is time.

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  2. Sounds like you bought WalMart out. They do have some good clothing bargains going on now on their clearance racks. As far as the cookies go, I love the Keebler chocolate chip with the m&m's in them. They are sooo good.

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  3. You gave yourself something to blog about. See, even when you're shopping, you're working on your writing! :)

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