Uneventful

As soon as I got back from Calgary I HAD to do two things- get groceries and wash my car.

Grocery shopping- uneventful. Though I have to admit that I'm a grocery-looker. I always check out what people are buying. There are times when I have to avert my gaze and pick my jaw up off the floor standing there in line. One guy seriously had this- spam, ground beef, 2 pkgs hot dogs, 1 gallon ice cream and 3 loaves of bread. What the? And this is not uncommon for single men to buy! Can you say recipe for a heart attack?

How did I know he was single you ask? Well, because he was ugly! Hahaha... sorry, that came from a joke my brother told me over the holidays. I shouldn't repeat jokes he tells because then I look bad. But they are usually kind of funny in an un-PC way.

Carwash- also uneventful. It had to be done. My car was one big salt block. Calgary roads are like driving on concentrated saline solution mixed with mud. My car was soooo salty that I got dehydrated just sitting in it. Bighorn sheep came down from the mountains just to lick it.

As I sprayed my car, I saw an SUV pull in that was spotless. Good Lord. Are people so weird that they have to wash cars that are already clean? I watched the guy step out of his shining vehicle, and he was kind of cute. Then I thought to myself, I don't care if he looked all like Brad Pitt-like and whispered sweet nothings in my ear, I'd have to respond, "Thanks but no thanks... Freak." No, he wouldn't be obsessive-complusive AT ALL. Stay away from that shit, far far away.

... Like that would happen anyways. Oops, daydreaming again.

Blah blah blah. I think I'll go back to not blogging. Or maybe I'll go take off my crankypants and put on something charming. C'mon, I can be charming! Hmm, maybe tomorrow.