Keith & I go grocery shopping together every Sunday afternoon. It’s kind of like a weekly date, except we split up & work as a team to grab all necessary groceries as fast as possible. Last week for one reason or another I found myself at the grocery store by myself. This is a rarity. I may have problems being by myself in a large, loud places trying to maneuver a gigantic shopping carriage around. Once I almost hyperventilated after being stuck shopping solo at Walmart for an hour – for some reason it sucks the life out of you.
Anyways, this trip started out okay – our Giant (aka Stop & Shop) is getting a makeover so everything is a little less ghetto now, including the Deli. They now have a “high tech” number system and everything. The Deli was packed, being 4th of July weekend, so I grabbed a number and realized they wouldn’t get around to me for a while. So like any smart shopper left my carriage and started rummaging around the veggie section grabbing everything else. When I got back, I continued to wait for a bit until the nice Deli man called “Next.” This is when Mrs. Ugly-Long-Hair-Ugly-Dress (sorry, this is extremely rude, but I was mad) IMMEDIATELY pipes up and yells at Deli man “I’ll have a pound of turkey.” Now I was happy I was flying solo at the grocery store because this has happened before and Keith has verbally gotten fairly stern with our fellow Deli shoppers. Myself, avoiding verbal confrontation shot a look of hatred at the woman, and a look of confusion at the Deli man. Deli man sees this and recognizes me from before, I hold up my number 68 which is visibly lower than her 70. Deli man ignores Ugly Hair and asks me what I want instead. Jen won the Deli war today, but continued to avoid Ugly Dress the duration of my shopping experience. Yes, this is what my life has come too, winning wars of the Deli line. But I wouldn’t have it any other way!
Other notable Fourth of July experiences: my company has season tickets to the Nationals and considering we weren’t going to be taking any clients on the holiday put them into a raffle at our monthly staff meeting. I won a pair, so Keith and I had a fabulous time watching the Nats beat the Cubs in extra innings. I’m figuring now that I live in the DC area the Nationals can be my favorite National League team (especially since they’re actually doing OK this season – .500!) and I’ll obviously still have that special place in my heart for the Red Sox.
Nationals Fans
After the Nationals game we booked it to the Capital West Lawn for the PBS July 4th at the Capital concert. We were too late to get prime seating but we managed to wedge my sleeping bag against a stone wall and claim a 4′x2′ space. Our friend Lindsey met up with us for a bit, and after we watched the concert for 30 minutes we headed down to the Mall where we stood on the sidewalk and caught the fireworks (you were definitely out of luck if you thought you were going to be able to claim any small tuft of grass 15 minutes beforehand).
Fireworks over the Washington Monument
Overall a great Fourth experience.
Wedding Update – I managed to design our entire invitation suite. The parentals just need to print and I need to assemble. (I write assemble like it’s easy, it will 100% not be). As a sneak peak there are 200 peacock feathers lying around our apartment, stacks and stacks of ribbon, and a lot of wax…oy.
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