temporary insanity

Walmart at midnight. What were we thinking? They were predicting 3 to 6 inches of snow and the entire city had spent the day emptying the grocery store shelves of bread, milk and toilet paper. Snowmageddon was coming and we needed to prepare!

I headed for the essentials, two boxes of wine, some cheese whiz, and some day old doughnuts. While I grabbed the groceries, Jack headed towards the back of the store with his own shopping cart. I scooted through the aisles with my feet on the bottom rung of the cart. Pushing with one foot and singing loudly to the music, I felt like a kid on an escape from an angry parent soon to emerge and call my joy ride to an end.

Jack found me near the pop tarts. He had amassed a collection of nearly necessary items including a pup tent, a hello kitty sleeping bag, and three large playground bouncy balls. 

We turned together and raced our carts on a count of three towards the entertainment area of the store. And there we saw it...playing on the biggest screen in the department, our favorite movie blaring over the speakers and thriving in stereo surround sound. Pee-wee's Big Adventure was calling us into a glorified frenzy.

We popped up the pup tent right there in front of the screen, snuggled up in the hello kitty sleeping bag and tapped into one of our boxes of wine. 

An hour later as we watched the credits scroll by, we realized that the second box of wine was probably a mistake to have opened. Having the tent and sleeping bag made the tv department seem like a great place to sleep off a possible DUI. Too bad the store security didn't seem to agree.  They probably should have given us a medal for bravely deciding not to get behind the wheel. Unfortunately, temporary insanity may be the only hope that we have in avoiding whatever charges they decide to eventually press against us. In the mean time we paid in full for all of our goods. At least we could still get home in time to listen for school and work closings and enjoy our stale doughnuts. 

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Laughingdaughter is feeling some temporary insanity and can't decide if she is laughingdaughter or Her Royal Cuteness. Here's her take:

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